Chapter 863 Chapter 856 Why not let your Erlang go with Cheng Tai often
Chapter 863 Chapter 856 Why don’t you let Erlang of your family walk around more with Mrs. Cheng (please subscribe and vote)
Fang Xuanling held out his belly and walked with difficulty with a staggering pace, walking side by side with Ma Zhou. He saw that he had left Li Zheng Hall for some distance and there was no one around.
Fang Xuanling stroked his long beard and said meaningfully to Ma Zhou, "Did my dear brother just now notice His Majesty's attitude towards that Cheng Sanlang?"
Ma Zhou gently stroked his belly with his big hand. Hearing these words, he nodded slightly.
"There is no etiquette between a monarch and a minister at all, but he really looks like a very close elder and nephew."
After hearing Ma Zhou's comments, Fang Xuanling nodded in agreement.
"This is very true. His Majesty and Cheng Sanlang are so close, and Cheng Sanlang has the trust of His Highness the Crown Prince."
"What's important is that, at such a young age, he is able to do many major things that benefit the country and the people."
"In time, the old Cheng family of Dong'a will really become famous for their poetry."
Ma Zhou burst into laughter and shook his head in confusion.
"That guy Cheng Yaojin really raised a good son."
"Not only that, the eldest son of the Cheng family, Cheng Chumo, seems to be very honest and a shrewd guy.
It’s just that his father and Cheng Sanlang obscured the limelight.”
"The second eldest child in his family, Cheng Chuliang, may be a bit naive, but he will have a worry-free future if he still has a horse."
"The old Cheng family still has three little kids. How can it be any worse with three older brothers showing off in front of them."
Thinking of this, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but feel a little sad. Her eldest son was also very low-key, but he was not a shrewd low-key, but he really had average qualifications and couldn't be high-profile even if he wanted to.
Not to mention the second child, Fang Xuanling felt that it was the greatest comfort if he could not abandon civil society and join martial arts, which would ruin the Fang family's reputation.
As for the third child, he is still young and cannot see the boy's character and intelligence at all.
Fang Xuanling, the famous Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief after comparing the younger generations of his family with the children of Cheng Yaojin's family.
Ma Zhou and Fang Xuanling had worked together for a long time, and their relationship was quite good. He heard Fang Xuanling sigh.
Naturally, we can also make a rough guess about the thoughts of this famous Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty.
"Prime Minister, your Erlang is also a good boy. Although he is not good at poetry, he is respectful and polite by nature, so you don't have to worry too much.
If you become a princess in the future, you can always..."
"Rather than saying that he is respectful and polite, it is better to say that he is stupid. I personally taught him poetry since he was a child, and the result is simply..."
Fang Xuanling really couldn't scold him too harshly in front of others. No matter what, he was still his biological son who was born and raised by his own family.
However, after walking a few steps, I couldn't help but utter something.
"These days, he is still making noises about wanting to join the army with that Niu Wei Tuo and make great achievements. I just want to break his legs."
Well, if his wife, Mrs. Lu, hadn't stopped him, she would have broken both of that boy's legs.
Hearing Fang Xuanling's long and short sighs, Ma Zhou, who was walking side by side, suddenly raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Mr. Ma, I have a suggestion, but I don't know if it's appropriate or not."
"Oh, you and I have an irreconcilable relationship, but it doesn't matter what we say." Fang Xuanling turned her head and said with a smile.
"You also said that your second son admires Mrs. Cheng so much. If that's the case, why not let him walk around with Mrs. Cheng more..."
Fang Xuanling immediately shook her head without thinking.
"Forget it, forget it. With Cheng Sanlang's virtue, I'll be thankful if he doesn't teach my Erlang a bad lesson."
"Prime Minister, Cheng Taichang is a bit off-putting, but he is actually a good person, at least quite responsible. Not to mention his relationship with His Majesty and the Crown Prince..."
Ma Zhou couldn't help but remember that during today's exchange with Cheng Chubi, this guy would always lose his mind, well...
It gives people an unreliable feeling, but why he can do so many important things can only be said to be a character problem.
Fang Xuanling's heart moved, she stroked her long beard and fell into deep thought. As for Ma Zhou, he said no more.
After returning to the mansion, Fang Xuanling walked towards the front hall with her mind distracted. On the way, she saw her second son and third son making a fuss there.
But after the two brothers saw him from a distance, they twisted their buttocks and ran away in unison, which made Fang Xuanling feel extremely evil.
These two bastards, meeting their biological father is like a mouse meeting a cat...
Fang Xuanling walked into the front hall and saw his wife, Lu, writing with a pen.
There is also a strange black frame hanging on the face, with two very clear and transparent crystal pieces inlaid on the frame.
Seeing the suspicious look cast by her husband, Mrs. Lu felt embarrassed and took off the strange thing on her face.
"This is a good thing our Erlang got from Cheng Sanlang two days ago. It's called glasses."
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Hearing this, Fang Xuanling's expression turned down and she said angrily.
"How come that boy is fooling around all the time? Madam, you don't care about restraining yourself, but you actually go..."
Lu shook her head helplessly. "Master, what are you in a hurry for? Erlang is not messing around."
"These are reading glasses. Erlang knew that I was getting too old and my eyesight was so dizzy, so I went to see Cheng Sanlang and asked him to find a solution."
"Cheng Sanlang had made a pair of glasses for his mother Cui before, and after listening to Erlang's advice, he also made a pair for me.
Wearing this thing, you won’t feel any difficulty in looking at these fine things. If you don’t believe me, try it too.”
Fang Xuanling was not happy at first, but when he saw the glasses handed over by his wife, Lu, and the glare she gave them, he sighed helplessly, took them in his hand and hung them on the bridge of his nose.
Then, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but let out a sigh and stared blankly at the brush on the pen holder. The hairs on the brush were actually clearly visible again.
Then I picked up the calligraphy written by my wife, Lu, and looked at it carefully, and I no longer felt that it was difficult.
"Well, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Mrs. Lu couldn't help but said happily when she saw Fang Xuanling's stunned look.
"This Cheng Sanlang is really..." As soon as Fang Xuanling took off the black-rimmed glasses, the microscopic world returned to its original appearance. When he put it on again, it became clearer again.
After returning the glasses to Mrs. Lu, Fang Xuanling quickly shook her head when Mrs. Lu asked him if he wanted to eat.
"That's no need. I had a wonderful banquet with His Highness in the East Palace today, and I really can't eat anything."
"By the way, I also brought back ten kilograms of pork and asked them to put it in the ice kiln first. Wait until tomorrow to make a Dongpo Pork meal for you to try."
"Pork? Husband, are you kidding me?" Mrs. Lu looked at her husband in shock.
At this time, only people who are too poor to afford mutton or chickens and ducks will get some pork to taste the oily smell.
Even if ordinary people buy pork, they mainly do it to extract fat for consumption.
Seeing Lu's appearance, Fang Xuanling laughed and then spoke slowly.
"Have you forgotten, Madam, about the pig-raising incident in the East Palace that caused a stir in Chang'an City last year?"