Chapter 93 A few days ago, my old Cheng got another treasure)
Today is Cheng Chubi's happy day after all. It would not be appropriate if his clean clothes were covered with footprints on his buttocks, so he could only say hello to his shoulders and chest.
Cheng Yaojin looked at Cheng Laosan with a kind and loving look on his face as he was being attacked by a group of famous generals of the Tang Dynasty.
When the child grows up, well, what is it called? One day the eagle will spread its wings and fly.
As a father, you should be happy, why do you always feel your eyes burning?
Well, it must have been the wind that blew the sand into his eyes.
"General, General?..." On the side, something eye-catching was chirping.
Lao Cheng quickly wiped his face, turned his head with an unhappy expression, and saw what had just been announced.
Fang Xuanling, the famous Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"It turns out it's an old house, what happened?"
The dark-faced Fang Xuanling forced out a smile and pointed in the direction of the door.
"General, um, why did your servants bolt the door? Fang has finished announcing the decree and still has to go on business..."
"Look, look, Lao Fang, this is your fault.
The third child of my family has now become an official, and you are a witness, so you have to drink two glasses of wine before speaking."
"Don't worry, you are a scholar, I don't drink wine, hahahaha...
Where are the children! Why don't you serve some wine and some food quickly? Congratulations to our youngest son for being recognized by His Majesty and becoming an official..."
"Nuo!" The six children of the old Cheng family, who have a strict family tradition, are all high-spirited today.
An altar of Cheng's secret Sanlejiang was carried into the hall, and basins of dishes were also served...
Fang Xuanling, the famous Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, stood blankly on the spot, with a dull expression and empty eyes.
When I wanted to call Cheng Yaojin to stop, this guy had already rushed over to call for friends, saying that he would not come back until he got drunk today.
Why had I been so confident before? I felt that I had obeyed His Majesty's will and should be able to walk out of the Cheng Mansion upright...
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Today's family banquet is far grander than the last one. There are more than twenty nobles and warriors of the Tang Dynasty invited by my father today.
And Fang Xuanling, the famous Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, was specially placed in a striking and conspicuous position.
She was extremely embarrassed and looked at a group of rough men running around in front of her with a black look on her face.
Wow haha, wow, the sound of the sound of the sound, neither the sound of silk bamboo nor poetry.
Fang Xuanling felt as if her tongue was going numb while drinking Cheng's secret Sanle jelly with a complex flavor that made people frown.
If I had known this, when His Majesty ordered me, I should have said that I had a leg problem and was not suitable to go to Lu Guogong's mansion.
At this moment, Li Ke and Fang Er, who were standing at the door of Cheng Mansion, looked at each other.
Then he glanced at the brothers around him who also looked tragic.
"Why don't we go in?"
Fang Jun felt a little guilty, even though at this moment, a group of dandy boys who had been drinking and boxing together all year round had already arrived.
But after all, this is the famous Dragon Pond and Tiger's Den in the Tang Dynasty. However, the Cheng family brothers have already sent out invitations.
Let everyone come over and have fun, you can't just run away in fear of fighting, right?
"It's okay. There are a lot of people today. Uncle Cheng is busy greeting my father and others because he won't deliberately target us juniors."
Li Zhen, the cool-headed son of a famous general, smiled confidently.
"Besides, our friendship with the Cheng family brothers is like chopping off chicken heads and burning yellow paper."
"Cheng Laosan has received His Majesty's grace to become an official. If we don't come to congratulate him in person, wouldn't it hurt the brotherhood?"
Li Ke let out a deep breath. "Come on, what if we just break into this dragon's pond and tiger's den today?"
I don’t believe that those old people, well, they can eat us alive.”
At the entrance of the mansion, several servants of the Cheng Mansion looked at the young masters of the noble families of the Tang Dynasty with dark expressions. Pan Heng was as strong as a stick of incense when hesitating here.
Finally I couldn't help but stepped forward and asked.
"Your Highness, gentlemen, are you going to come in? If you want to come in, I can ask the brothers inside to open the door."
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A group of dandy boys who mustered up their courage finally entered Duke Lu's mansion, which was like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.
Behind them, the dull sound of the heavy door bolt slamming down made everyone's faces turn pale.
However, the good brother who burned the yellow paper in order to cut off the chicken head, today...
Suddenly a burly man with a shaggy face and eyebrows jumped out, frightening the legs of all the dandy boys who had just plucked up courage.
"Damn it, are you the eldest or the second eldest son of the Cheng family? You're going to scare a certain family." Li Qi felt bad and couldn't help but said angrily.
"The second brother is squatting inside and toasting to the elders."
Cheng Chumo raised his brows proudly and looked at the brothers who came after hearing the news with relief.
"Brothers, you are here just in time. What are you looking at in a daze? Your fathers are also here. Come here quickly."
Fang Xuanling was thinking about how to find a reason to leave Cheng Mansion.
When I saw many young people crowded in noisily outside the hall door, I couldn't help but darken my face.
He saw it, and saw that his frightened second son Fang Jun was also among the crowd.
One or two people hurriedly and noisily presented gifts to the host, their father, and even their uncles.
Cheng Yaojin, as the master of Lu Guogong's mansion, looked at these young people who came to congratulate his third son with satisfaction.
After the ceremony was over, he raised his glass and drained it in one gulp.
"Okay, he is indeed a good brother of the third child. He came at the right time. Well, there are all elders in the hall today.
It's not appropriate for you little kids to stay here, so just have three drinks first and then go to the third son's yard to drink and eat meat."
Hearing this, all the young people were overjoyed and agreed repeatedly.
Three cups of Cheng's secret Sanle pulp is nothing, it's better than thirty cups of it.
A group of juniors took the wine glasses handed to them by the servants of the Cheng family and began to stiffly drink from them.
It caused a group of old men to laugh happily and admire it with kind eyes.
After three cups, the group of young people finally took a breath and prepared to retreat.
At this time, Cheng Yaojin, who had three kilograms of Cheng's secret Sanle juice, stood up and shouted loudly, his face glowing red.
"Everyone, brothers, please be quiet. Today, it is not just the third child of my family who is very happy.
A few days ago, I, Old Cheng, got a treasure, Cheng Jie, hurry up..."
Cheng Jie agreed, walked over quickly, stretched out a pole, and peeled off the red silk covering the painting.
Everyone was shocked to see the ferocious-looking Cheng Yaojin, wielding a big ax and stepping on tigers and leopards, vividly appearing in a circle.
There are six smaller ones around, with different expressions, but their appearance is like copied and pasted Xiao Jinjin.
"In this painting, it is me and my six little dolls.
This is the thing that Yan Liben, the doctor in the imperial department, cried and shouted and insisted on giving it to me..."