Chapter 207 There is another family motto of the old Cheng family, what is the face?
Chapter 207 There is another family motto of the old Cheng family: What is a face? (Please give me votes and rewards)
Looking at the arrogant figure of his biological father Cheng Yaojin, Cheng Chubi was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
That's right, why didn't I just beat up the son of Duke Xun Guo? What's more, I'm still justified.
My own father is so domineering that he actually asked me to beat Duke Xun. Well...just think about it, forget it. We are juniors and we don't care about our elders.
Cheng Chubi, who wanted to understand, suddenly became very courageous and rushed forward to flatter his own father.
Sipping Cheng Mansion's secret Sanlejiang, listening to Cheng Chubi vividly describe his experiences in Jiucheng Palace these days.
Of course, the main story is about seeking treatment for Empress Changsun and her encounter with danger that night.
With no choice but to take risks, he rescued Princess Jinyang and Jin Wang Li Zhi who was good at concealment and disguise.
In the beginning, Cheng Yaojin was still able to pretend to be an old man and had been on the battlefield for decades, showing a arrogant and arrogant expression that the world had never seen before.
But when I heard Cheng Chubi talking about the dead eunuch who led ten people to surround him and kill him, he luckily left early.
Cheng Yaojin couldn't help wiping his sweat and secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, I was worried that my son would be unsafe when he went out. Anyway, the child listened to his instructions.
Otherwise, Lao Cheng would have to give the white-haired man to the black-haired man.
But when he heard Cheng Chubi rushing over to meet several thieves alone, he couldn't help but stretch his legs and kick them.
"You brat, you don't know how to run away when there are so many people on the other side? If you dare to be so rash next time, I won't be able to beat you to death."
"You kid, don't always think that you can just rush forward just because you have the strength.
Let me tell you, on the battlefield, the ones who die the most are the heroes who are willing to take the lead."
"On the battlefield, the most taboo thing is to be brave. You can fight ten people, but how can you fight a hundred or a thousand people?"
Being scolded by his own father, Cheng Chubi could only pretend to be a grandson... well, a son.
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"You're a pretty good guy. Except for that one rash move, you did everything right after that. At that time, when you can't tell the difference between friend and foe, you have to be cautious."
"Don't think that you are soft-hearted for a moment, because you won't know how you will die when the time comes. As a general, the most taboo thing is to be soft-hearted in the face of battle."
Hearing these words, Cheng Chubi nodded frequently. He was indeed an experienced soldier who had been on the battlefield for many years. These things were different from military books.
Rather, it is the insights and experiences gained from many years of fighting. This kind of thing is a typical good thing that is passed down from father to son and would not be written down in a military book.
Otherwise, where would the children of generals come from? Where would the family of famous generals come from?
"You have really accomplished a lot by going to Jiucheng Palace. You first saved the Queen, and then you saved the lives of Princess Jinyang and Prince Jin."
Having said this, Cheng Yaojin took a big mouthful of Cheng's secret Sanle pulp and let Cheng Chubi fill it up for himself.
He looked at the third child who was sitting neatly with regret and said, "It's a pity that you are too young."
Seeing Cheng Chubi's confused look, he said, "It would be great if you could wait three to five years, even one and a half years, to accomplish these feats."
"If that's the case, even if His Majesty gives you a title, the civil and military officials in the court will have nothing to say."
"But after all, you are just a newcomer who has only been in the official position for a few months. You were previously responsible for relieving the Supreme Emperor's illness.
Your Majesty has already commended you once and for all, and promoted you again.
This time, the most I can do is give you a little more money and give you an official position, which is not very interesting..."
"..." Cheng Chubi looked at his biological father with a confused expression. He was worthy of the vision of the top nobles of the Tang Dynasty.
Getting promoted and making a fortune is just a piece of cake for my father.
"You, you are different from your eldest brother and second brother." Cheng Yaojin patted Cheng Chubi on the shoulder and said.
"Your eldest brother is the eldest son of Duke Lu. In the future, father's position will be his, which will be enough for him to be prosperous and prosperous for the rest of his life."
"Your second brother is now engaged to be married to His Majesty's daughter. From now on, he will be regarded as half a royal relative, and there is no need for dad to worry about anything."
"It's you, your child is just like your father, a real person, but also a man of great abilities."
Cheng Chubi touched his nose and looked up at his spitting father with a sincere expression.
Keeping it firmly in mind, there is another family motto of the old Cheng family: What is a face?
"For people like us, if we can get promoted and make a fortune based on our ability, we will definitely do well.
But if you can get a title and be able to bless your descendants in the future, this is what we big guys should do."
"Dad, I think what you said is right." Cheng Chubi rubbed his face. Although his words were a bit harsh and too thick-skinned, at least the truth was right.
Getting promoted and making a fortune is the goal of ordinary people. What should be the goal of a top dignitary in the Tang Dynasty? Naturally, it is to strive for more dignitaries.
"It's good to understand. But you don't need to pay too much attention. With my son's ability, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
Cheng Yaojin comforted Cheng Chubi with a smile, and then changed the subject. "By the way, do you know about His Highness the Crown Prince's fall?"
"My child already knows that the reason why His Majesty returned to Chang'an early is because the Prince has a leg injury and has to stay in Jinyang to recuperate."
Cheng Yaojin stroked his thick beard like a steel needle and nodded slightly.
"Well... I hope it's nothing serious. You are an official of the East Palace, which means your future is already involved with the prince."
"..." Cheng Chubi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, but he also understood what his father meant by this.
Yes, entering the East Palace is equivalent to being branded a princeling.
In later generations, princelings were just nonsense, but in the period of feudal imperialism, princelings were no joke.
"You said that during those days when you were in Jiucheng Palace, you had frequent contacts with the Emperor and Princess Jinyang, right?"
Cheng Bi, the director of the cafeteria, chuckled with a numb expression on his face. "Well, I will definitely come here and hang out every day at meal time..."
Hearing his own son's implicit complaint full of resentment, Cheng Yaojin burst into laughter and almost choked on his Sanlejiang.
"Okay, you kid, I'm too lazy to talk to you, alas..." Cheng Yaojin looked at Lao San, who was holding up the wine glass and drinking with his head held high.
His eyes are full of kindness, but some words are better left unsaid. Little kid, just think about it yourself.
While the father and son were talking, Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang also returned home one after another, and the three brothers exchanged lively greetings again.
Although it is still early for dinner, it does not affect the old Cheng family's custom of having a family dinner whenever they are happy.
As for those three naughty children, let them go wild. When they are hungry, they will naturally come back to find food. Well, they are really free-range...
The four father and son here were just having a banquet and preparing to eat and drink when Cheng Ping finally rushed back to the mansion.
Cheng Chubi, who was standing outside the door with his head peeping around, was caught by Cheng Yaojin, whose eyes were as bright as lightning.
"Cheng Ping, you are so sneaky at the door. If you have something to say, you will fart."
"I've met the master, I've met several young masters, and the third young master, the young one has just finished things."
"Uncle Ping, what are you doing?" Cheng Chumo asked curiously, and Cheng Chuliang also turned his head curiously.