Chapter 329 There is one word all over the body: Rough!
Chapter 329 One word is written all over the body: rough! (Please subscribe and vote)
"Which bastard is so vulgar and doesn't know how to feel spring."
A romantic scribe with a long beard reaching his belly, the poem that was about to take shape in his mind suddenly disappeared.
I couldn't help but feel jealous, and I grasped the solemn demeanor of a cultured man. I snorted calmly and leaned over to look.
"!!!"
Then I saw two rough men with brow-browed eyebrows, big copper eyes, and fat bodies.
There was also a young man who looked handsome and very majestic. These three guys were having fun and laughing.
Surrounded by a dozen guards with ferocious faces and strong bodies, they galloped forward.
The romantic scribe instantly turned pale, quickly retreated, and closed the window fiercely.
The concubine, who was yawning lazily and carrying a cup of tea, looked at the master with a confused expression.
"Master, why don't you scold them for disturbing your poetry..."
"Sigh... I can't afford to offend those bastards named Cheng down there."
"Could it be that the surnamed Cheng is some of the young men in General Cheng's residence?" The concubine couldn't help but look a little pale.
Isn't it the picture of General Cheng and his six children hanging on the door of his house to ward off evil spirits in the house?
Such a scary thing, suddenly popping out of the misty mist and rain, would definitely frighten people.
After all, a family that is even afraid of ghosts, tsk tsk...
Seeing the expression on my concubine's face that was both scared and a little bit hopeful, she moved closer to the crack in the window and looked down secretly.
The middle-aged scribe thought for a while and wondered if his words just now seemed a little too cowardly.
Stroking the three long strands of his delicately groomed beard, he waited until the sound of hoofbeats and laughter faded away, then opened the window again and added something by the way.
"My generation of scholars are all polite people. If I have a conflict with these vulgar men, it makes me look like I am inferior and don't bother to argue with them."
"...The master is absolutely right, we don't care about those vulgar people."
When the concubine said this, she suddenly uttered an ouch. "Master, did you see Cheng Sanlang just now?"
"If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten that the old Cheng family actually produced such a long-lasting and prosperous poetry leader who embarrasses the world's scholars."
The middle-aged scribe thought for a while, and realized that the two rough men, who were like copy-pasting General Cheng, had one word written all over them: rough.
Only the one riding the horse in the middle is a handsome, mighty and handsome young man, although he also smiles very wildly.
But at any rate, judging from his appearance, this person should be Cheng Sanlang, the only scholar in Duke Lu's palace.
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Cheng Chubi, who didn't know that he was being spied on by a rough old man for a long time, followed his two brothers and drove to the north gate surrounded by loyal servants.
I saw a group of good brothers squatting in this wet early spring morning, cursing my mother.
Yuchi Baolin wiped the rain and dew off her face with disgust and said angrily.
"What the hell kind of weather is this? It makes a certain family feel like they are getting moldy. Is it cold or hot?"
On the side, there are readers who are admiring this misty and misty picture and admiring the green trees outside the city in full bloom.
They all ran away with disgust on their faces, unwilling to pay attention to these ignorant bastards who were ruining the scenery in the poetic and picturesque scenery.
But when I saw these bastards, one or two of them were either dressed in rich clothes, or they were fat and strong, with ferocious faces.
I'm afraid they would have rushed over to them long ago, took a sip, and then reprimanded them in a righteous farewell, which was degrading to the gentlemen.
The sharp-eyed dandy set an example, and the delinquent prince Li Ke saw the three brothers of the Cheng family coming together and quickly raised his hand and shouted.
"Come on, come on, three brothers, please hurry up. Brothers, you three are already impatiently waiting for us."
"Oh, you guys have arrived early enough. Who else hasn't arrived yet?"
Boss Cheng laughed and asked, looking at the brothers who were cutting off chicken heads and burning yellow paper.
"The only thing left is that boy Li Qi. Are you so busy playing with the dog and playing with the birds that you forget about the real thing?"
Cheng Chubi glanced around and couldn't help but subconsciously uttered something.
Li Zhen beamed with joy.
"Brother Chu Bi is right. The Bird Thief General's family lacks everything except birds and hounds."
While they were laughing and joking, they heard shouts coming from the direction of the city gate behind them.
"Coming, coming...brothers and younger brothers are coming..." Li Qi, the beloved son of the Bird Thief General, finally caught up with the main force.
Then the group of people galloped majestically toward the Weicheng camp located in the north of Chang'an City.
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But Li Shimin, who was getting dressed in the harem and preparing to go to the Weicheng camp in person to see off Wu Bi of the Tang Dynasty, received the report.
"Prince? What is he doing here?" Li Shimin, who was opening his arms and letting Empress Changsun dress him, couldn't help but be startled.
Empress Changsun was also a little surprised. "Come here so early to say hello? Husband, why don't I go and have a look..."
"No problem, let's call the prince in." Li Shimin shook his head, stood in front of the huge bronze mirror, straightened his crown and belt and ordered.
After a short while, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, supported by two eunuchs, appeared in the palace.
Before he could salute, he was already supported by Empress Changsun. "Why did you come here? But I need to see your father for something."
Li Chengqian smiled shyly, glanced at his father who was still adjusting his crown and belt after slightly nodding towards him, and then spoke in a low voice.
"Mother, I came here because I heard that my father is going to the Weicheng camp today."
"Although I have not had the military experience like my father, I still want to see the heroic soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who are about to go to Tuyuhun..."
Seeing Li Chengqian's shy look, Empress Changsun patted the back of Li Chengqian's hand lovingly and turned to look at Li Shimin.
"Husband, look...otherwise, let Da Lang go with you to have a look."
Li Shimin walked over, looked at the eldest son who looked a little uneasy, subconsciously straightened his face, and nodded majestically.
"It's a good thing to have such thoughts. I...well, as a father, there is no reason why I shouldn't allow it."
"My son, I would like to thank my father..." Li Chengqian couldn't help but feel happy and quickly bowed respectfully.
Seeing the father and son keeping a close distance until they arrived outside the palace, Li Shimin, the father, had already stepped down a step.
It seemed that he just thought that his son had something wrong with his leg, so he stretched out his hand a little stiffly. "Here, touch my arm."
I saw Li Chengqian carefully holding his hand up and descending the steps tremblingly.
Seeing the way the pair chatted and the awkward atmosphere between the father and son, Empress Changsun shook her head and smiled helplessly.
On one side is a father who hopes his son will become a successful person, but doesn't know how to communicate with his own son.
One is a son who treats his biological father like a god and is deeply afraid of his father's power.
That’s all, I hope that father and son get along more with each other, and after getting along for a long time, they can be more harmonious, alas...