Li Shimin, the wise and majestic Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, is standing on the steps at the moment, standing with his hands in his hands.

Listening to the report of the head of the guards of the Shu Wang's Mansion who came in a hurry, his face became darker and darker, and finally, he waved his hand stiffly with twitching the corners of his eyes and repelled the comer.

When there was no one around, the son of heaven of the Tang Dynasty couldn't help but stomp his feet fiercely. "This old horseman, what kind of ability is it to bully little dolls."

Li Shimin was also very helpless, he just sent Li Ke to inquire about things, and he didn't give an order, so it can only be regarded as a private matter, not an official business.

And Cheng Biting Jin's villain left Li Ke to feast and drink in the mansion, this is people's hospitality, can he still punish this old man for this matter?

Well, the only thing that makes people unhappy is that this old man likes to press wine.

No matter who goes to his mansion to feast and drink, for so many years, I am afraid that there are less than ten fingers that can walk out on their own legs.

thought that in order to prevent Ke'er from getting drunk, he specially let this kid go two days late, and as a result, alas......

Thinking of this, Li Shimin's anger gradually dissipated, and he couldn't cry or laugh. What else can I do? Could it be that he could still send a guard to snatch Ke'er back?

The families and prefectures that went to Cheng's house for the banquet also received the news that their sons sent guards to send their own soldiers.

In addition to jumping to scold a few words of Cheng Lao Pifu for bullying the small, he could only roll his eyes and be helpless.

After all, the eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, but if the juniors dare to set foot in their house, it is very difficult to leave on their own legs.

After all, a group of rough old men who fought on the battlefield and killed people like numb liked to tease the younger generations and had fun......

This may be called the love of the elderly, which is all in the wine, and the care for the younger generations is all in the family banquet.

It is the Fang Mansion, and the Tang Dynasty Prime Minister and his wife Lu can only look at each other without saying a word at the moment, and the Lu family stomps his feet hatefully.

"His Royal Highness the King of Shu is too, every time he goes to Cheng's house, he has to drag our Erlang together, now it's okay, it's all trapped in Cheng's mansion."

"Madame, let's dissipate my anger, those who are trapped in the Cheng Mansion are not only His Highness and our Erlang, alas, what is this called......"

Fang Daxiang was very helpless after growing his beard for a long time, and went to save people?

Hehe...... I'm afraid that the old man's hundred-pound old bones will have to be put there, so forget it.

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In the early morning, the sky was just bright, and Cheng Chubi woke up, it seems that yesterday's family banquet was held too early, so that the sky was dark, and the family banquet had come to an end.

Cheng Chubi only remembered that the kind old father shouted at the family to throw all the unawake nobles to the guest room.

I couldn't support it anymore, so I went back to the house early and went to sleep.

I don't know if those unlucky ghosts woke up, Cheng Chubi was happy, and he lost his sleepiness in an instant.

After washing, I wandered to the front hall, and happened to see Cheng Yanjin having breakfast.

"The third is awake? How's it going, are you okay? Cheng Yanjin saw Cheng Chubi, put aside the chopsticks in his hand, wiped his mouth and came to Cheng Chubi.

"Alas...... Yesterday, I blamed my father, and you were so good that you let you drink so much wine. ”

Looking at Cheng Bitingjin's undisguised care on his meaty face, Cheng Chubi shook his head and smiled.

"Thank you for my father's care, the child is fine."

"Well, it's okay, come and sit down, and tell the old man, what happened to those guys yesterday when they came to our house?"

After listening to Cheng Chubi's explanation, Cheng Biting Jin suddenly became happy.

"These old guys, one or two have a lot of thieves. But that's fine, if things don't work out......"

"Well, of course, Dad believes that you really have that ability."

"There is a meeting today, Dad has to go over early, Cheng Fu."

After hastily finishing breakfast, Cheng Yanjin wiped his mouth and got up and shouted.

"Are the dolls up?"

"Master, several young sons have woken up, but the eldest son and the second son, I'm afraid they had a lot of wine yesterday and are still asleep."

"Well, then in another two quarters of an hour, wake up the eldest and second child again, don't miss the time to go to the yamen."

Cheng Chubi accompanied Cheng Yanjin out of the front hall while talking, and came to the door of the mansion, Cheng Chubi thought of a question and asked casually.

"Father, why don't we have dogs in our house?"

The kind smile on Cheng Yanjin's face stiffened suddenly, his expression became very complicated, and he stopped talking for a long time.

Finally, he reached out and took the reins handed over by his own soldiers, and then sighed.

"There are so many children in the house, and it is very important to have a dog.

Okay, the third brother, you are optimistic about the three younger brothers, don't let them do anything wrong, the old man will ...... go"

Watching Cheng Yanjin beat his horse and go away surrounded by a group of pro-soldiers, Cheng Chubi pondered for a long time and didn't understand the meaning of his father's words.

What does it mean to have a lot of children in the family, what do you do with dogs? Lao Cheng's family is also a dignified countryman, so he can't afford to raise a dog just because he has too many children, right?

If that's the case, then why bother holding extravagant family dinners every now and then?

Turning his head, he saw Cheng Fu, the chief butler of the Lu Guo Mansion, standing beside him.

Cheng Chubi felt that on this issue, the big housekeeper should know some inside information.

The two of them walked towards the house, and Cheng Chubi directly picked out the topic. "Uncle Fu, what did my father mean by that?"

I saw that Uncle Fu's expression became a little, well, a little exciting, and he looked at Cheng Chubi, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Uncle Fu, you say, you also know that I have lost my memory, and I can't remember many things."

Cheng Chubi hurriedly put on a sad face to hide the raging gossip fire in his heart.

"Alas...... In fact, the old man also likes dogs, and he used to have dogs in the house. But ......"

Cheng Fu deliberately paused and glanced at Cheng Chubi again.

"Since the birth of a few sons, well, don't talk about dogs, even cats ......"

Cheng Chubi was already stunned, and he couldn't wait to hear the answer. "Squeak Squeak......"

“？？？”

What the hell does squeak squeak mean? Cheng Chubi was a little confused, shouldn't it be the truth next?

Soon, Cheng Chubi reacted, and the squeak was not from Uncle Fu's mouth, but a big mouse.

What he saw, a few feet in front of him, on the stone pavement, he saw a sturdy ruler mouse.

Came out of the side of the stone path, and then crossed the stone road arrogantly and savagely.

It was the frightened squeak that betrayed the fear in the fat mouse's heart, as if something terrible was chasing it behind him.

Before Cheng Chubi could make a move, he heard Cheng Laosi's loud shout. "Over there, chase after it!"

"Wow, yes, look at my rat-killing axe method!"

"Don't let the enemy generals get away, the two brothers will open the way for me!"

Then, three huskies, covered in dust and carrying wooden knives and axes, were murderous and squeaky, coughing ...... Chengfu young Junjie.

It also came out of the grass and crossed the stone path.

Soon disappeared without a trace. Only the squeaking sound still echoed in the courtyard.

Cheng Chubi looked at the stone road that was already empty, turned his head, and looked at the rich uncle who couldn't help but shake his head with a smile on his face.

"Well, sort of." Uncle Fu met Cheng Chubi's gaze, revealing a nostalgic and painful expression, and said a little vaguely.

“……”