Chapter 445 Two family members of fecal secretion patients who are pregnant with ghosts (big
Chapter 445: Two families of constipation patients who have their own hidden agendas... (Big chapter congratulates the leader of the Beyond Opal League for the reward)
"It's really a good thing. I think these legs are much more comfortable."
Li Jing also applied cream on the other leg and felt that his old legs no longer felt itchy and felt more comfortable than ever before.
Touching the slippery legs, Li Jing couldn't help but sigh.
"...Do you remember that in the army, there were many soldiers in the army whose legs were bleeding due to skin peeling and dryness?"
"Fortunately, most people have learned the trick from the shepherds, which is to apply mutton oil, but there are also people who can't stand the smell and are unwilling to apply it, just like me."
After hearing what Li Jing said, everyone including Cheng Yaojin felt the same way.
Those Tyuhun people who have been smearing mutton oil on their bodies for many years and do not bathe often smell really bad.
At first, the Han people were not sure why these nomads smelled so badly, but they later found out after careful inquiry.
Firstly, it is windproof, and secondly, it is sunscreen. After applying the sheep oil, although the smell is unpleasant, at least the skin will not be dry and cracked.
As for not taking a shower all year round, well, I can bear the smell of sheep, not ordinary body odor.
Of course, another very important reason is that the plateau is bitterly cold and fuel is scarce, so it’s hard to just wash your face.
If you want to take a bath, you can't just bare your buttocks and splash in the cold water in the biting cold wind, right?
It's either a cold or pneumonia. It's really not worth it to play with your own life just for the sake of getting clean.
"It's true, the smell of sheep fat is fine when I usually eat and drink it, but when I put it on my body, tsk tsk tsk... the smell of sheep is really too strong."
"It's a pity. This thing is really a hundred times better than that suet. It's a pity that the third child in your family always likes to pick and tuck like this. Don't give away good things quickly."
Cheng Yaojin was not happy to hear this. "This is not nonsense, this is something from my old Cheng's house, not from the court.
Your Majesty has already deducted several years of salary from me, Lao Cheng. How can I, my special mother, let my third son give it away for free again?"
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Li Jing couldn't help but laugh several times with joy, and then he said seriously.
"Okay, I'm just complaining. When I get back to Chang'an, I must have a good talk with Your Majesty."
"If there is another war next time, you can ask your third child to prepare in advance.
I believe that your Majesty will not be stingy with things that can benefit the military and state affairs."
With the arrival of two new forces, Cheng Ji and Cheng Li, the most important thing is that the essence of the wine, which has bottomed out, has also arrived.
At the same time, a large number of sutures and brand-new and complete surgical instruments were delivered. Cheng Guang and Cheng Liang, who had been looking forward to these items like rain, were relieved.
Although the skills of Cheng Ji and Cheng Li were not as good as those of Cheng Guang and Cheng Liang, they were still handed over by Cheng Chubi.
As long as it goes through a period of polishing, I believe it won’t be much worse no matter how bad it is.
On the second day of arrival, a large number of wounded people were delivered, and Cheng Ji, Cheng Li, Cheng Guang, and Cheng Liang began to continue their life-saving journey in Shudun City on the coast of Qinghai.
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Surrounded by his personal entourage, Changsun Chong once again went to Lu Guogong's Mansion. This was a place he was not happy to come to.
But the problem is that for the sake of his father's annoyance, no matter how unwilling he is, he can only bite the bullet and come to visit Cheng Laosan.
Who makes my father unable to control his mouth? Well, my father really lacks self-control when it comes to eating. His eyes light up whenever he sees meat.
Even if it was a plate of green vegetables cooked with minced meat, Chang Sun Chong believed that his father could pick up all the minced meat without touching the vegetables.
This also led to the fact that his father wanted to take care of him, but he couldn't take care of his disobedient butt.
Two days ago, the last bit of kaiselu finally squeezed into my father's buttocks, which gave me a feeling of relief.
After that, Changsun Chong was busy with work, and it was not until today that he had time to come to Lu Guogong's mansion to ask for medicine in person.
When I arrived at the gate of Duke Lu's Mansion, I inquired and found out that Cheng Sanlang had not returned home yet, but he had already come, so Changsun Chong didn't bother to wait for another trip.
Under the guidance of a fat and muscular servant of Lu Guogong's mansion, Changsun Chong touched the broken silver ingot in his arms and followed him forward in stride.
Entering the very strong Juyi Hall-style front hall of Lao Cheng's house, he looked at the swords, guns, swords and halberds hanging in the hall, as well as various animal furs.
Of course, the two works of calligraphy and painting that appear to be very abrupt are also indispensable, which is the origin of these two paintings and calligraphy works of the old Cheng family.
Anyone who inquires a little will be able to know the blood and tears of the Yan brothers.
Thinking of this, Changsun Chong couldn't help but secretly despise the old Cheng family. It was worthy of being a gathering of rough old men. It had a bad reputation and was worthy of being the first family in the Tang Dynasty.
Changsun Chong had just sat down. In a short time, the housekeeper Fu Shu had already rushed over and saluted Changsun Chong, smiling very hypocritically.
"It turns out it's the eldest grandson, Shaoqing. I'm rude and disrespectful. I wonder why the eldest grandson, Shaoqing, came to see my third son today?"
Changsun Chong, on the other hand, behaved very politely, with a gentle smile yet reserved.
"It's not a big deal. I just came to see Cheng Taichang in your mansion and wanted to buy some potions. I don't know..."
"Oh, it turns out that I'm looking for the Third Young Master to buy the medicine. Even if it's the eldest son, Shaoqing, I can only wait until my Third Young Master returns home."
When Uncle Fu heard that he was here to get the medicine from the Third Young Master, he already knew in his heart that he was afraid that the eldest grandson's back garden needed watering again. Tsk tsk...
Although he wanted to laugh a little, as a dignified butler of the Duke's Mansion, the experienced Uncle Fu still controlled his emotions.
"What are you doing in a daze? I didn't see Changsun Shaoqing come to visit. Why don't you even give me something to soothe your throat? I'm really sorry."
"Then Changsun Shaoqing can only force you to wait here."
"It's not bad..." Changsun Chong nodded with satisfaction and had a better impression of the fat and strong housekeeper of the Cheng family.
Not to mention, it’s such a hot summer day, I’m really thirsty after running all this way.
After saying a few words, I suddenly saw a servant outside the hall door running into the hall in a panic.
"Uncle Fu, go and have a look quickly. The three young masters just saw the wild cat again and have already driven it out of the house."
Uncle Fu's expression froze and he forced a smile towards his eldest grandson. "I'm sorry, but eldest grandson, Shaoqing, please help yourself. I have something to do."
Then, he saw the chief steward of Duke Lu's mansion running out of the front hall angrily, with Chang Sun Chong looking particularly strange.
She really deserves to be the child of a bully, Cheng Da, with such a wild temper. Fortunately, our eldest son, Sun, gave up martial arts and became a civilized family. The family is neat and tidy, and they are all well-educated.
It's not like the old Cheng family, who abandoned literature and embraced martial arts, tsk tsk...
All the young and old in the family are rough men. Even if there is a talented and highly skilled Cheng Laosan, his reputation will not be much better.
The gentle and reserved smile on his face concealed the happiness and misfortune in his heart.
However, when the fat and muscular servant of the Cheng family brought tea snacks and Sanlejiang and put them on the table, Changsun Chong's expression immediately changed.
The pastries are very serious, square and plain, and the portions are heavy. If you eat them as meals, Changsun Chong feels that he can fill his stomach.
However, what does the iced Sanle pulp that is blowing out the slightest bit of cold air and has an indescribable weird smell in front of me mean?
"This is……"
The fat and muscular servant of the Cheng Mansion faced Chang Sun Chong's somewhat darkened question mark face, and his smile looked so honest and honest.
"Changsun Shaoqing, our old Cheng family has always treated guests like this, and this is specially chilled. It is the most refreshing to relieve the heat."
Changsun Chong's face twitched for a while, and he managed to smile for a long time. "Is there any tea soup or something?"
"This really doesn't exist."
"Actually, there can be..." Changsun Chong muttered in a low voice with a darkened face, and ran all the way, his throat almost smoking.
But this Sanlejiang thing, last time I came here, I barely drank a few glasses, and the taste could almost be described as life worse than death.
"How about you bring me a glass of water?"
The Cheng family servant who was still smiling suddenly became unhappy and frowned.
"Changsun Shaoqing, what do you mean? You think our old Cheng family doesn't treat guests well."
"A guest comes to the door and someone drinks water. If the butler is here, he has to skin the villain."
Changsun Chong shook his head helplessly, not bothering to pay attention to the Cheng family servants and a bunch of rough old men who retreated to the side with unhappy faces.
There's no need to argue with them, isn't it just a glass of ice-cold Sanle syrup? Changsun Chong picked it up and thought of the taste.
As soon as he closed his eyes, he raised his neck and fell down his throat. In an instant.
The elegant and elegant Changsun Chong's rather handsome face wrinkled into a daisy, and it took him a long time to spit out the breath of alcohol.
Shaking his eyebrows, Changsun Chong looked like he would rather die than die. Damn it! What the hell is Cheng Mansion's secret Sanle pulp? After it was chilled, it tasted even worse.
As soon as he put down the empty cup, he heard footsteps and voices outside. Changsun Chong raised his eyes and saw a familiar person.
Changsun Chong stood up and ignored the servant of the Cheng family who came over to refill his empty wine with Sanle juice. He smiled and greeted the visitor.
"Hey, isn't this Ling Wu? Why are you here?"
"Brother Zhangsun is actually here. I'm so polite." Chai Lingwu walked a few steps quickly and saluted his grandson with a smile.
"It's really a coincidence that I met Brother Changsun here."
Changsun Chong felt nervous, his father's illness was a secret disease, a private one, and could not be spread out.
"Hmm, it's a small matter. Come here to look for Cheng Sanlang. I wonder why Brother Wu Xian is here?"
Chai Lingwu also looked at Changsun Chong with some suspicion. Didn't the Changsun family, who gave up martial arts and followed literature, always have the same situation as the old Cheng family, who gave up literature and followed martial arts?
It is really puzzling why Changsun Chong would stay here, but Chai Lingwuyi wanted the medicine to solve constipation that he wanted to get for his biological father.
Tsk, tsk, tsk... This kind of secret disease should never be found out by others. After all, if it spreads, it will make people very embarrassed.
Especially since we are all dignitaries in the court, yet we are suffering from such a third-level disease. It is really a bit weird.
"What a coincidence. I'm here to look for Cheng Sanlang. I have a little matter and I want to have a good chat with him."
"???" Changsun Chong looked at Chai Lingwu suspiciously, always feeling that this guy's expression was sneaky, as if he had something in his heart.
Chai Lingwu also looked at Changsun Chong, who spoke vaguely and was clearly trying to deal with him. This guy was probably not telling the truth.
Two people with different agendas sat apart from each other while chatting politely, chatting in vain.
They both wanted to find out the other's purpose of coming, and at the same time they also wanted to find ways to avoid the other party from exploring their own reasons.
At this moment, the housekeeper Fu Shu, who had personally escorted the three young masters back to the house, was standing outside the hall.
Listening to the exchanges between these two people, they could not help but grin, almost exposing their back molars.
Third Young Master once mentioned that General Chai's angina pectoris attack was also due to constipation.
Now it's better. The two noble sons who came to seek medical advice because of constipation clearly didn't know what the other's father was suffering from.
The third young master should be back soon, well... I don't know how the two brothers will feel after the truth is revealed.
Anyway, thinking about it, Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, feels very happy.
"What the hell is this damn thing?!" Chai Lingwu took the iced Sanle pulp for the first time and swallowed it down his throat. He struggled for a long time before he could catch his breath and said with a dark face.
Hearing that someone dared to bury our old Cheng family's secret Sanlejiang, Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, suddenly lost his composure.
He coughed dryly and strode into the front hall. "Mr. Chai, this is the Cheng Mansion's secret Sanle pulp prepared by our master himself. It is not intoxicating but nourishes people."
"Even your father once came to my mansion for a banquet and praised this fine wine endlessly, but Your Majesty..."
Chai Lingwu, who had regained his composure, quickly stood up with an embarrassed look on his face and saluted the somewhat unhappy Uncle Fu.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Guai Chai. It's my first time to taste this kind of taste. Well, the aftertaste is really good. It is indeed a secret treasure of your house."
"It doesn't matter, maybe Mr. Chai didn't like the taste of the first cup. Just drink two more cups.
We at Duke Lu's Mansion have always upheld our master's hospitality style of making guests feel at home.
I hope the two young masters can also enjoy themselves. What are you doing here in a daze? Why don't you quickly fill it up for the two young masters?"
Chai Lingwu looked at the filled wine glass with a tearless look on his face. He glanced at Changsun Chong opposite, who had a face as dark as a pot and was trying to remain calm, and couldn't help but admire him secretly.
As expected of the eldest son of Changsun Libu, he is really far behind in this Qi-nurturing skill.
Under Uncle Fu's earnest persuasion, Chai Lingwu had to drink another drink. After winking for a long time, he forced a smile and said a few nice words.
Only then did the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, happily forgive Chai Laoer for his disrespectful remarks about Cheng's secret wine.
With several grown-up young masters away from the house, the rich uncle naturally has to shoulder the burden of being half the master. He must not tarnish the reputation of the old Cheng family's strong family tradition.
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The eldest brother, Cheng Chumo, and the second eldest brother, Cheng Chuliang, rode back to the door of the house and heard the servant's report.
It was said that Chang Sun Chong came to visit, and Chai Lingwu also came. These two came to look for his third brother.
After hearing the good news, Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up and he looked at his second brother Cheng Chuliang.
Although the second leader is late for the update, he has finally finished it. Ahhhh, I’m exhausted... Good night, everyone.