Chapter 791 The old man estimates that His Majesty will punish you for three or five months at most
Chapter 791 I estimate that His Majesty will fine you at most three to five months’ salary (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Yaojin stroked his thick beard, which was as thick as a steel needle, and looked kindly at the third child in front of him, spitting and dancing.
More and more, I feel that this Saburo not only looks like me, but also has the same personality as me.
When Cheng Chubi, who was thirsty, picked up the Sanle syrup and poured it down his throat, Cheng Yaojin smiled.
"So that's what happened, hahaha... Well, you are indeed my good baby. This is how our Cheng family should be."
"Don't use force unless it's absolutely necessary. After all, although our old Cheng family gave up literature and embraced martial arts, we still need to pass down poems and books to our family."
"So, if you can be reasonable, try to be reasonable."
"Dad, what if the child can't talk to them?" the second brother Cheng Chuliang said somewhat unhappily. It seems that the second brother, who is clumsy and tongue-tied, is very self-aware.
Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin glared at Lao Er with hatred. "You are stupid, you can't talk, why don't you beat him."
"You kid, if you can reason, just talk, and if you can't, then take action. Don't you still want to wait for dad to come over and help you talk?"
The eldest brother Cheng Chumo rubbed his belly that was almost cramping and nodded with a serious expression.
"Second brother, you have to use your brain more, but don't forget what our old Cheng family does. Right, third brother..."
Cheng Chubi's expression was also numb, oh no, serious, and he answered dryly.
"Yes, dad and eldest brother are right. If you can't say it, we will convince people with reason. If you can't say it, we will convince people with force."
Inside this box, there are nearly forty drawings, each of which is an extremely rare masterpiece in the eyes of the Cheng family and his son.
After admiring it for a long time, Cheng Yaojin called the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, and asked him to take him to the backyard to make his wife happy.
Cheng Yaojin then asked Cheng Chubi carefully about the follow-up.
When he heard that Cheng Chubi had separated out a few paintings from the box and gave them to His Royal Highness the Prince and Li Ke, he couldn't help but feel happy.
"Okay, good job, hehehe... Even if everyone goes to His Majesty to cry, you, the third brother, won't be able to stand a few blows from His Majesty."
"Dad, what do you mean, your Majesty is still looking for trouble from me?" Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Nonsense!" Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes. "Your kid's theory is useful against others. Why don't you try it against His Majesty?"
"But, since you have made both His Highness the Crown Prince and that boy King Wu take advantage of you, His Majesty will certainly not make things too difficult for you.
Hmm... I estimate that His Majesty will fine you three to five months' salary at most, so that you can at least give everyone an explanation."
Before he finished speaking, two pops rang out in unison, and Cheng Chubi became jealous and twisted his head viciously.
The eldest brother and the second brother sat upright with very serious expressions, as if they had just farted.
At this moment, Cheng Chubi heard a rush of footsteps outside the front hall door, and then suddenly braked.
After a few breaths, I saw my mother Cui stepping into the front hall with a slight sweat on her face.
The Cheng family members quickly stood up to give their mother a gift, and Cheng Yaojin also walked forward happily and asked.
"Madam, why are you here? How are you doing, those paintings of Master Yan?"
"Husband, I am so happy that I don't know what to do. Sanlang, you are really capable."
The mother couldn't help but raise her hand and lightly scratch the bridge of Cheng Sanlang's handsome nose, and then winked at her husband.
How could Cheng Yaojin not know his wife's thoughts? Hehehe ordered.
"Okay, you three guys stay alone. Madam, let's go and admire those beautiful treasures together."
Then, Cheng Chubi saw his mother, Mrs. Cui, eagerly holding the hand of his father, Cheng Yaojin, and walking out of the hall.
"Husband, hurry up..."
"Madam, you were in such a hurry, you accidentally fell..."
The three brothers waited until the sound outside the hall disappeared and sighed helplessly.
"Oh... I understand, Brother Yu is finally able to marry a wife." The eldest brother Cheng Chumo said extremely happily.
Then he turned his head and looked at Baibu from fifty paces with a superior expression, which made Cheng Chubi and Cheng Chuliang feel very evil in their hearts.
Cheng Chubi laughed and hugged his second brother's shoulders and walked out.
"Second brother, let's go to my small courtyard. I will prepare some good dishes for you today, and we two brothers will go have a few drinks by ourselves."
Cheng Chumo's expression suddenly changed, and he hurried up to her with a fawning and affectionate smile on his face.
"Oh, how could you two do this? We brothers have something to say, come on, come on, let's do this together..."
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The next day, as soon as Cheng Chubi left home, there were already guards waiting for him to enter the palace to meet the saint.
When I arrived outside the Ganlu Hall, I was looking around for a while, and I saw Li Ke walking towards me.
Seeing that Cheng Chubi was here, Li Ke immediately reacted, and his cheerful face suddenly turned pale.
"Brother Chu Bi, my father called you here. Is it because of what happened yesterday?"
Cheng Chubi glanced at Li Ke with disdain. This guy was usually very promiscuous, but when he saw Uncle Li, he was like a mouse seeing a cat.
"Why are you panicking? What happened yesterday? We didn't do anything bad yesterday. Most likely, it was Master Yan who sued us."
After hearing this, Li Ke, a prince whose IQ was not worrying and could even be called an excellent one, quickly reacted.
"...I knew that, Brother Chu Bi, your advantage is really not that easy to take advantage of."
"Don't think about whether these things are there or not, what a big deal it is." Cheng Chubi laughed, his face calm.
Yesterday, after some analysis by his father, Cheng Chubi had already made a decision for the old Cheng family to pass on poetry and calligraphy to the family.
Compared to that box of wonderful treasures, a mere three to five months’ salary is nothing.
Do our old Cheng family live on salary? Of course not.
Seeing that Cheng Chubi, the culprit, was not in a hurry, Li Ke was right to think that he would be an accomplice at most.
In addition, not only did he get the benefit, but the prince brother also made a fortune, well...
After being under pressure and having so many people fight together, Li Ke relaxed and was able to squat with Cheng Chubi and brag and spank.
However, when the figure of His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who had retired from the imperial court appeared in the distance, both Cheng Chubi and Li Ke stood up straight, waiting for the emperor's arrival.
Li Shimin ignored these two guys, grunted, and went straight into the palace. He dried these two guys first and changed out of the heavy court clothes.
Only then did Zhao Kun call Cheng Chubi and Li Ke into the palace.
After Cheng Chubi and Li Ke knelt down in front of them sincerely, Li Shimin took a sip of chrysanthemum tea soup and said slowly.
"Xian Nephew Chu Bi, you were quite capable yesterday. You snatched away all the plans that Master Yan wanted to take back and make a prisoner of..."