The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"Mother Ximeng, choose a neighbor, the son does not learn, the machine is cut off..."

In the Tangquan Palace of Lishan Mountain, at night, the lights are already on, and the soldiers of the East Palace are arranged in a neat line.

While striding forward, he read the "San Zi Jing" aloud.

At this moment, Li Yuan, who was soaking in the Shanghuangtang, was humming a minor tune, but he was disturbed by the shouting of the "Sanzi Jing" and forgot to tune the door.

Li Yuan couldn't help turning his head with a black line on his face to look at Cheng Chubi, who had a pool with him next to him.

It turned into a helpless sigh. "I said Cheng Saburo, this whole Tangquan Palace is about to make you trouble?"

Cheng Chubi raised his hand to wipe the sweat coming out of his face and hummed twice.

"The emperor calms down, who is over there, Cheng Da, you go and warn them. If you want to yell elsewhere, don't disturb the emperor's Yaxing."

Cheng Da agreed with a loud voice and rushed out quickly, while the prince Li Chengqian, who was soaking in the other end, looked at his leg.

The scar from the operation above is still there, but now, no matter how he moves the sole of his foot, he can no longer feel the limited pain of the past.

"Brother Chubi, when will my leg get off the ground?"

"Your mission now, Your Highness, is to move this injured leg as much as possible, but don't rush to the ground."

Cheng Chubi yawned, and the breath that came out instantly turned white in the cold air.

Now it's winter, and there is only less than a month left before New Year's Day.

When Cheng Chubi operated on Li Chengqian, he had set aside enough time to recover.

If Li Chengqian's injured leg landed one day later, he would be able to feel more stable, according to Cheng Chubi's previous estimate.

It is best to land ten days before New Year's Day. Ten days will be enough for Li Chengqian to practice walking as usual.

Seeing his good grandson Li Chengqian moving that scarred leg there, Li Yuan was both distressed and happy.

At the very beginning, Li Chengqian finished the operation, which took almost a month or two months.

That was the most tormenting time. Li Chengqian's feet could not move a little because of fear of misalignment of the fracture site.

At that time, Li Yuan was really worried. He was worried about Cheng Saburo's medical skills and Li Chengqian's injuries.

Until that time, as Li Chengqian started to gradually hurt his foot without feeling the pain, Li Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Chengqian's mood also got better and better as his injuries gradually healed.

That injured leg, although according to Cheng Chubi's opinion, for safety first, it should not be forced to land.

Li Chengqian could no longer feel anything unusual. The reason why he was lame in the past was because of his limited mobility, so that his feet could only maintain an awkward posture.

Now soaking in the hot spring, looking at my injured leg like a normal leg, I can move around freely.

Li Chengqian can't wait to look forward to the early arrival of New Year's Day.

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Just when these three were enjoying the refreshment of hot springs in the cold winter, they rode from the west and galloped into the Lishan Tangquan Palace.

"His Royal Highness, the messenger sent by His Royal Highness King Wu sent an urgent letter."

In a word, the three people who had just appeared to be very lazy all became energetic in unison.

With little effort, the three people in bathrobes all came to the faintly red room of Tongluo, and sat peacefully in the warm spring room.

Li Chengqian carefully looked at the contents of the letter, only hurriedly glanced at it, his face suddenly turned a little weird and looked at Cheng Chubi.

Cheng Chubi, who was drinking and eating dried fish with the emperor, couldn't understand why. "Why, is it possible that His Royal Highness Wu has something to ask me?"

Li Chengqian met Cheng Chubi's suspicious look, wanting to smile but embarrassed.

"That's not true. It's just that your father, Lu Guogong, was fined three months' salary for roaring in court and speaking vulgarly..."

Before he finished his words, Cheng Chubi's face turned black for an instant. Suddenly, I felt that the dried fish in front of me was not fragrant...

"Pippi... I said Cheng Saburo, it was true that he was a father. Cheng Qian, after all, why did Cheng Yaojin pinch someone in the court again?"

Li Yuan, who was next to him, barely held back the laughter, and asked his dear grandson Li Chengqian.

"The fourth brother only said that because of the "San Zi Jing", the two ministers, Kong Yingda and Sun Fujia, spoke fiercely and annoyed General Cheng, and there was a conflict."

"The "Three Character Classic"?" Cheng Chubi also looked at Li Chengqian in a daze.

Li Chengqian recounted the conflicts of today's Chaohui as described in the letter, and then he smiled when he met Cheng Chubi. "Congratulations, Brother Chubi."

After hearing the contents of the letter, Cheng Chubi felt a little unbelievable. In a blink of an eye, he had already become Taichang Temple Qing from Taichang Temple Cheng.

Moreover, Li Shimin also rewarded himself with 2,000 catties of gold, 2,000 horses of silk and satin, and 1,000 acres of fertile land...

Cheng Chubi received the letter from Li Chengqian, and after reading it, he still had some difficulty believing that the emperor would be so generous.

However, since Li Ke can know, then this matter should not be false.

Li Yuan took a sip of wine, and spit out happily.

"This time, in your old Cheng family, your father lost three months of salary, but in exchange for thousands of pennies.

You have also become the Taichang Temple Shaoqing, the head of the nine temples, and you are making a lot of money. "

"The head of the nine temples, is Taichang Temple taller than other temples?" Cheng Chubi asked with an unclear face~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Li Yuan looked at Cheng Saburo with a dark face for a long while. He shook his head helplessly.

"You kid, don't even know this?"

"Taichang, since ancient times, has been the ritual of the court in charge of the temple and the officials responsible for the sacrifice of the emperor, that is, Zhizong of Tangyu, Zongbo of the Zhou Dynasty, and Fengchang of the Qin Dynasty. Their status is very respected. The Han Dynasty is still ranked. The head of Jiuqing."

"If it is a sacrifice below the Zhongsi, Tai Changqing can make sacrifices on behalf of the emperor..."

After hearing the words of the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Chubi understood that Hurry Too often was the role of the great sacrifice of the primitive society in the past.

Even in today's Tang Dynasty, sacrifices are still a very important part. No wonder it can become the first of the nine temples.

After talking about his profound knowledge, Li Yuan shook the bottle that had already bottomed out, and began to smile towards Cheng Chubi with a smile.

"Tomorrow Cheng Saburo should you get something delicious to celebrate?"

Having gained thousands of fortunes out of thin air, Cheng Chubi could not help but feel proud of him, feeling that he had a hard waist.

"Since it's the emperor's fate, that's okay, I don't know what the emperor and your highness would like to eat?"

"It's like it's frozen in the cold today, how about just boiling the mutton tomorrow?" Li Yuanzuo suggested to Changxu.

"Everything is up to Grandpa Emperor's arrangements, and the mutton-shaking is still very good."

"How can it be enough to eat shabu lamb? Tomorrow like this, we will have another roasted whole lamb, um, the kind that is roasted in the oven."

"Suffocating?"

"It's a baking method that is spreading in the countries of the Western Regions. You will understand it by tasting it tomorrow."