Chapter 276 Punishment of Lu Guo Gong Cheng for biting gold salary for three months
Chapter 276: Penalty Lu Guogong Cheng Yao's salary for three months... (Please subscribe and vote)
When the old Cheng family got a daughter, they made a big fanfare, held a banquet, scattered hero posts, and invited guests and friends.
Because the incident happened suddenly and there was no time for the mansion's cow to die unexpectedly, Cheng's mansion bought a buffalo that was said to have fallen into the water and died.
Well, I was given a banquet to celebrate a noble lady, and all the rough men in court were so drunk that they couldn't walk, so they were all carried out of the Cheng Mansion.
At the court meeting the next day, Uncle Li once again encountered a big scene. All the censors, like chicken blood, wrote letters to impeach General Cheng.
An impeachment memorial for ignoring the court ban, buying a dead cow privately, and eating the dead cow as delicacies without official identification of the cause of death.
The emperor was furious and ordered to fine Lu Guogong Cheng Yao with a salary of three months.
Cheng Chubi squatted in the Imperial Medical Office for a whole day. Except for running out to eat something at noon, he stayed in the office.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Chubi returned to the house and was enjoying himself with his two brothers, preparing to make tripe hot pot again in the evening.
As a result, I saw my father return home with an unhappy face and brought this embarrassing news.
After drinking a cup of Cheng's secret Sanle juice and swallowing several large pieces of beef that had been rinsed and dipped in the sauce, General Cheng still felt resentful in his heart.
"Damn... those bastards were eating and drinking at our house yesterday.
Today, those bastard censors are impeaching me, and I don’t see those guys standing up to speak for me.”
Cheng Chubi, who couldn't laugh or cry, wiped his face and quickly persuaded his father with the tripe that he had cooked with chopsticks.
"Dad...it's no wonder that these uncles are having a banquet at our house after all. Besides, the censor likes to keep an eye on our old Cheng family."
"Dad, please don't be angry. Isn't it normal for our old Cheng family to be fined?"
Cheng Chuliang persuaded with his mouth full of soup, chewing the crispy tripe happily.
Cheng Yaojin was furious and kicked Cheng Laoer's leg with his toe.
"I haven't received a single copper penny in salary from His Majesty for almost a year. You dare to make sarcastic remarks. You are simply a scoundrel."
"Ah, this..." Cheng Chubi looked at his father, whom he had always regarded as his idol, in confusion.
Unexpectedly, not receiving a salary is actually a glorious tradition of the old Cheng family.
"Okay, Dad, the second child just said what he meant, don't argue with him." The eldest brother, Cheng Chumo, managed to suppress his gleeful smile and hurriedly advised.
Seeing the shocked look on Cheng Chubi's face, Cheng Yaojin glared angrily at the third child, whose appearance and talents were most similar to his own.
"Look what I'm doing? Isn't it because of those bastards who are always chirping at me? Is your father and I the kind of person who can stand being angry?"
The eldest brother Cheng Chumo said to his third brother with a serious expression.
"My father didn't beat them in the court, he just used the fluorene board to scare them.
As a result, I accidentally hit a censor on the head and was fined a year's salary by His Majesty."
On the surface, he seemed to be talking seriously, but it was the elder brother who had big eyes and blinked rapidly.
Cheng Chubi, who almost choked on his saliva, silently drank a cup of Cheng's secret Sanle jelly to numb himself.
What a fucking miss. How could a miss be so accurate?
He suddenly understood why his own father had been able to dominate the list of nobles and bullies in the Tang Dynasty and remained so for many years.
It seems that there is a reason why when Wen Chen mentioned the old Cheng family, his thumb turned downward subconsciously.
Drinking wine and eating hot pot, the family became happy and happy again, and the salary was fine.
Anyway, the old Cheng family doesn't expect to eat with that little salary, otherwise the whole family would have gone to the north-west wind long ago.
"Although you have given birth to a baby, it's already winter now, and your mother won't be able to come back for the time being. If she wants to go back to Chang'an, she's afraid she won't be able to do it until spring begins."
"That's true. Mom and her newborn sister are really not suitable for traveling long distances in the cold winter months."
Cheng Zhijin took a sip of wine, then picked up the tender beef and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.
"The prince's wedding date has been set before. It will be tomorrow in the spring. Third child, have you not received any news?"
Cheng Chubi frowned slightly. "My child asked His Highness the King of Wu before. The prince's leg injury has not healed."
"Why hasn't it healed after so long?" Cheng Yaojin smacked his mouth. It must have been almost three months.
Cheng Chubi nodded, and his heart, which had been relieved, gradually became more relaxed again.
Could it be that something went wrong during the treatment of the injury, leading to this very unpleasant consequence?
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Almost at the same time, in the north, in Jinyang Palace, the wind outside the house became more and more biting, screaming across the window lattice and corners, whistling past.
Li Chengqian was lying on the couch, holding a book in his hand for recreation.
In the large copper furnace in front of you, the bamboo charcoal is red, emitting heat, making the entire temple feel as warm as spring.
It was boring. After reading the book for a long time, Li Chengqian reluctantly put the book aside, rubbed his eyebrows and sighed.
During this period of time, I have been trapped in Jinyang Palace every day, coupled with my foot injury, and the increasingly cold weather in Jinyang.
Even going out for a walk has become a rare luxury. I can only lie here every day, and the only ones who can talk occasionally are a few eunuchs.
I'm so suffocated that I'm going to have internal injuries, and I'm so idle that my balls are hurting.
Just when Li Chengqian was sighing, a eunuch opened the thick curtain and walked into the palace.
"Your Highness, there is news from Chang'an..." Ning Zhong walked into the hall wrapped in the cold wind, and came to Li Chengqian with a smile and holding a letter.
"Oh? Quickly bring it to Gu Gu to see who it is from?"
"His Royal Highness King Wu sent someone here..."
"Haha, okay, then I'm not so boring anymore."
Li Chengqian raised his eyebrows and opened the letter happily, not forgetting to complain.
"Second brother is good at everything, except that every time I come here I don't write much, and I don't write too many interesting things about Chang'an..."
"Cheng Qing's letter is much more interesting. It's a pity that I only received his letter a few days ago. I'm afraid I'll have to come back when I set off, eh..."
Ning Zhong came to the big copper furnace, looked at the fire, and signaled to the young eunuch standing by to pay attention and not to let the fire be too small and chill His Highness.
He heard Li Chengqian let out a soft sigh. Looking back, he saw that Li Chengqian, who was originally leaning on the couch railing, unexpectedly sat up.
"Your Highness, please be careful. Don't put any more force on this leg."
"I know, I know, Ning Zhong, do you know that Cheng Qing can actually compose poetry?"
Ning Zhong chuckled. "It would be strange if Deputy Cheng didn't seek death... Wait a minute, Your Highness, do you think he is composing poetry?"
At this moment, Li Chengqian had no intention of answering him. He looked at the letter with bright eyes and tapped his thigh with one hand, "Wait until autumn comes on September 8th..."
"After my flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will kill you. The incense array will reach the sky and penetrate Chang'an, and the whole city will be filled with golden armor!"