Chapter 1764 Oh, Cheng Saburo, just as high as Ma Shilang,
Chapter 1764 Haha...Cheng Sanlang, is he as tall as Ma Shilang? (Please subscribe and vote)
Li Shimin looked dumbfounded at Yu Zhining, who was holding up one hand, walking very arrogantly and unruly, but every movement was very slow.
At this time, Cheng Sanlang had strode over and supported Yu Zhining's other arm.
He suppressed his distorted and ferocious face and said in a very hypocritical tone of concern.
"Yu Zhanshi, you want to come over, why don't you say hello, at least let me accompany you."
Yu Zhining glared at Cheng Sanlang fiercely. Although he was like this, Cheng Sanlang was not the culprit, but he bore a great responsibility.
However, I took the initiative to ask for the brace at that time, which was better than lying on the bed for a month or two and getting stinky.
Although this posture is extremely awkward, I can still move around. Originally, Yu Zhining thought it was very simple.
Even if he looks like this, he shouldn't go out. He should stay comfortably in the house for a while to recuperate, and then go out for a walk after the bracket is removed.
But who would have thought that when he was preparing to take a rest today, his Majesty's bodyguards would enter the house and tell him that his Majesty had quietly arrived in Chang'an and wanted to see him.
Yu Zhining was helpless. After all, His Majesty's visit must be about the murder of His Royal Highness by a noble minister of the dynasty who colluded with the prince.
Since His Majesty returned to Chang'an quietly, I couldn't let His Majesty come to look for me.
In desperation, he could only maintain the awkward posture fixed by Cheng Sanlang, lie down in the carriage, and arrive at Cheng's University.
This journey has given him a lot of trouble. In His Majesty's presence, Yu Zhining really couldn't complain, so he could only say it in a low voice.
"How did Yu know that you would also come here? I asked, can this stent be removed now?
It is really embarrassing to meet His Majesty like this."
At this time, Li Shimin had strode up to Yu Zhining and looked at his awkward posture and awkward expression.
Li Shimin tried hard to control himself and made his tone sound a little heavy.
"Yu Qing's family, you have suffered...suffering."
"Your Majesty, my injury is nothing. The ones who really suffer are the soldiers who sacrificed their lives to protect His Highness the Crown Prince."
When I think of the tragic battle to the death that day, and the soldiers who used their own bodies without fear of life or death in order to protect His Highness the Crown Prince.
Even if he had to use his life to stop the enemy's arrows, swords and spears, Yu Zhining's eyes once again became wet.
Li Shimin's face darkened, and he patted Yu Zhining's shoulder gently with his big hand. His voice was not loud, but he was extraordinarily sure.
"I...I understand, and I will definitely give them justice."
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Yu Zhining could not sit down, so he could only stand leaning against the pillar in frustration and continued to stretch his hands forward.
Seeing this scene, Li Shimin couldn't help but glared at Cheng Sanlang and lowered his voice.
"What are you doing, kid? How did you treat Yu Qing like this?"
"You can't blame me. Not only did Yu Zhanshi have several broken ribs, he even had bone fractures on his shoulder blades and muscle tears."
"If he had surgery, I'm afraid Yu Zhanshi would have to lie on the bed unable to move for two or three months."
"So, my nephew, I can only use non-surgical methods to treat Yu Zhan. This can reduce the physical and psychological pain without the need for surgery."
Seeing that Cheng Sanlang is always so plausible, others can't say anything about him.
After all, this guy is indeed a leader when it comes to treating illnesses and saving lives.
Li Shimin ignored him and walked up to Yu Zhining and began to communicate with him in a low voice.
As for Cheng Sanlang, his son and Ma Zhou, they stood far away, leaving space for the monarch and his ministers.
Ma Zhou glanced at Cheng Sanlang with an awkward look on his face, and then at Cheng Yaojin. He wanted to say a few words.
But when I thought about His Majesty not being around, Cheng Sanlang's talkativeness was no worse than his father's.
Forget it, just treat it as a blessing and take revenge when you get the chance.
At this moment, he saw Cheng Sanlang's eyes furtively greeting him, which made Ma Zhou feel uncomfortable all over.
Finally, he couldn't help but turned his head. "General Cheng San, what do you always see Ma doing?"
Cheng Chubi nodded and smiled at Ma Zhou, pointing at Ma Zhou's belly that looked as if he was pregnant.
"I'm sorry, I just think that you, Mr. Ma, were not so fat before.
Before Cheng left Chang'an for Luzhou, you, Ma Shilang, were much slimmer than you are now..."
"..." Ma Zhou's face darkened. You just kept talking and pointed your finger at my belly. Did my belly irritate you or provoke you?
"Haha... Sanlang, you are quite careful in your observations. If you don't tell me, you won't even notice it as a father."
"Before, Lao Ma, you were so thin that there was only a handful of bones left in your body. Now you have only been wearing it for a few days. You must weigh as much as you did before, right?"
"You guys... hum! I'm too lazy to talk to you." Ma Zhou said with black lines on his face angrily and walked away to the side.
After walking more than ten steps, he stood on the other side with an unhappy expression on his face, which made Zhao Kun feel a toothache.
Seeing Ma Zhou's angry look, General Cheng chuckled, stroking his thick beard like a steel needle, crooked his own Saburo with his elbow and asked in a low voice.
"I said, Sanlang, what's going on? Did the old boy recruit you?"
"No, but daddy, I think Ma Shilang is not in good health. Look, he must be peeing..."
"???" Cheng Yaojin turned his head with a dark expression on his face and looked at his son who was beside him with an excited expression.
"You kid, can you do something serious? His old horse goes to pee. Why are you so excited?"
Seeing his father's face, Cheng Sanlang quickly explained with a pale face.
"No, no, no, dad, don't get me wrong. My son is suspicious of Ma Shilang's high status, and his high status is quite serious..."
Zhao Kun, who was wandering nearby at some point, heard this and let out a dumb fart.
"Haha...Cheng Sanlang, he is as tall as Shilang Ma, but he is still three heights high? Are you going to point out where he is taller?"
General Cheng stroked his thick beard, raised his hand with deep approval, gestured twice to his nose, turned his head and said with a smug look on his face...
"Come on, third child, tell me, is Ma Shilang as good as your father or me?"
"..." Cheng Sanlang had a black line on his face, and his whole person became confused. It seems that Wen Wu is the first and Wu Wu is the second. He is really right.
As a military commander, of course I don’t like others to be stronger than me, taller than me, bah... taller than me.”
"No, no, no, Dad, you have misunderstood what I mean. What I mean is that Ma Shilang's blood sugar, blood pressure and blood lipids must be quite high."
"These three heights mean that Ma Shilang has a physical problem. It is a disease and must be cured."