Chapter 2589 The uncle is obviously already a supreme minister, but he still has shortcomings
Cheng Chubi never thought that he would finally have a day off, and he wanted to have a good rest at home.
I had a good time with the two ladies and little Atu to feel the warmth of time, but the warm time did not last long.
Li Mingda is teasing little Atu. Although the little guy can only babbling and crawling now, he is very fast.
For this reason, Cheng Chubi had to create a fenced area for the little guy to roam inside.
But at this moment, the whole family gathered here, watching the fleshy little Atu tirelessly climbing inside.
At this moment, Wu Meiniang leaned on the fence, glanced at the copy of "Luoyang Xunbao" lying aside, and couldn't help but praise it.
"Husband, your "Memoirs of the Blood Sea of Tianzhu" is really well written. It is very thrilling to read."
"Yes, brother Cheng San, it looks like you are on the battlefield, you can see the light and blood of the sword."
Li Mingda snuggled close to Cheng Sanlang, looking at this versatile, literary and military husband with pride.
"That's natural. After all, this is very different from writing various novels. The purpose of novels is to highlight the protagonist and various characters."
"And this kind of documentary writing mainly aims to depict the blood and cruelty of war scenes..."
Cheng Chubi is indeed the best novelist in the Tang Dynasty. He knows the differences between novel genres at his fingertips, and his explanations are so reasonable and well-founded.
And in Cheng Sanlang's opinion, the reason why those novels written in classical Chinese are extremely low in popularity nowadays.
The main reason is that classical Chinese itself pays too much attention to the careful study of words, and even normal conversations have to be wordy.
As long as your education level is slightly lower, or your knowledge is not broad enough, you will not be able to understand whether those profound classical Chinese writers are writing funny jokes or making fun of them.
Seeing their husband here confidently criticizing classical Chinese novels, Li Mingda and Wu Meiniang smiled and watched their husband show off his power.
Having said that, what my husband said is indeed very reasonable. Novels are supposed to be literary works that not only have educational significance, but also provide enjoyment.
Instead of making it like a Confucian classic, where you can't see two pages, you have to go to the pile of old papers to find those classics in order to understand what the author wants to express.
Just when Cheng Sanlang and the two ladies were showing off proudly, the housekeeper's rich uncle sounded a greeting from outside the house.
Cheng Chubi could only shut up angrily, and after saying hello to the two wives, he rushed outside the house.
"I have met the Third Young Master. Today, a group of highly respected military officials came to the mansion for a banquet, and most of your friends are also here. The master has specifically told me to invite the Third Young Master to come and greet the guests."
"No, dad didn't say yesterday that he would prepare a family dinner for guests and friends today."
Facing Cheng Sanlang's regret, the housekeeper Fu Shu came closer and then explained in a low voice.
"The master said that those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come. In all likelihood, his gang of brothers must have the same idea as the master."
"Do you have the same thoughts as my father?" Cheng Sanlang blinked thoughtfully, and immediately realized that he was probably the same as his biological father.
They all hope to see their names become famous like Qin Sanli while they are still alive.
When he thought about how shameless and arrogant those brothers were, Cheng Chubi felt extremely overwhelmed. If he wanted to fulfill the wishes of these rough men, he would have to die from exhaustion?
But now that people are coming to the door, I can't help but agree. Forget it, let's take a step first and take a look.
"...Okay, thank you Uncle Fu for the tip. Please go back first, Uncle Fu. I'll say hello to the lady, and I'll go over to receive you later."
"What's wrong with brother Cheng San?" After the housekeeper Fu Shu left, Li Mingda approached Cheng San Lang and asked curiously.
"It's nothing. It's just that I have to deal with those elders because of my husband. Maybe I have to agree to them and write a book for them. Alas..."
Seeing Brother Cheng San's dark line on his face, his expression was very depressed and regretful, Li Mingda gritted his teeth and red lips, and his watery eyes flickered.
Wu Meiniang, who was guarding little Atu inside the fence, almost laughed out loud, but luckily she controlled herself in time.
Finally, at Li Mingda's urging, Cheng Sanlang wandered away with a look of resentment on his face.
"Sister Mei Niang, my husband is really in trouble this time. If he really promised so many generals to write books and treatises for them, I'm afraid he won't even have time to play cards."
Wu Meiniang smiled lightly and said unhurriedly.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. With my husband's mind, even if he really agrees, he will still find a way to take some time off from his busy schedule."
"We husbands seem to be busy and have made so many achievements. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid we would have to spend so much time forgetting to eat and sleep.
But the husband should eat, drink, and play cards when he should, without delaying anything."
"That's true, after all, my husband is so smart, he can always find a way to take a break from his busy schedule."
After Li Mingda nodded vigorously and agreed, he couldn't help laughing.
Indeed, Brother Cheng San has so many clever ideas that you simply don't understand. Even if there seems to be no way forward, he can come up with an incredible way to solve the problem for you.
As for the method Cheng San brother used to recommend Wang Xuance to his biological father, Li Mingda had to admit it.
Although it's a bit far to go around, it's definitely the gentlest and most effective way to alert your father.
After all, this involves his uncle, Changsun Wuji, who is also his father's closest friend.
Thinking of this, Li Mingda's eyes couldn't help but feel a little sad. If his mother knew about it, she would be very sad...
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A gentle and gentle hand gently placed on Li Mingda's shoulder.
Li Mingda raised his head and saw the care in Sister Mei Niang's eyes, as well as a keen insight into people's hearts.
"Your Highness, the Queen and Your Majesty are one and the same husband and wife, and have advanced and retreated together for many years. It would indeed be very sad if we really knew."
"However, the empress must also know that if those aristocratic families continue to act so wantonly, the world..."
Although Wu Meiniang never mentioned Changsun Wuji from beginning to end, Li Mingda understood what Wu Meiniang meant.
Li Mingda nodded slightly, with a bit of loss and melancholy on his face.
"What Sister Mei Niang said is that I just didn't expect that my uncle, who is already a very popular minister, still has some shortcomings.
It was clear that he was meddling in the fourth brother's matter before, but he stopped quickly. My mother also investigated this.
Dad must have known it in his heart, but the matter was over and he was worried about his mother, so he pretended that nothing happened.