Seeing his father's expression of schadenfreude, Cheng Chubi suddenly understood what his father said when he went out.

Really * drumming brothers, really * father and son soldiers......

"What about drums? Your Majesty, my sons are here, where are the drums? Cheng Biting Jin looked left and right, and the arrogant broke the jar.

Wei Chigong next to him was angry and funny, and he could only convince Cheng Yanjin, who was a little thicker than himself, and gave a thumbs up.

No wonder, he can only rank second on the list of honorable bullies, after all, he is really not as good as someone in this way.

"Drums, hurry up and get three drums for Cheng Qing." Li Shimin ordered with a smile and a smile.

Soon after, three large drums for playing, not for battle, were moved to the temple.

Fortunately, Cheng Chubi, the good-faced old Cheng family, also drank a little too much today, and the shame was quickly left behind.

Hum and sway to the rhythm with the two brothers, cough, and drum.

A group of military ministers also made a rhythmic loud noise, and a group of civil ministers were silent with black lines on their faces.

said that the good one wanted to seize the limelight, and said that the good one wanted to dominate the leader, how did you feel that the opening method was messed up.

Let these bastards make trouble, I just don't want the Chongyang Banquet to be indistinguishable from the winner.

Li Ji on the opposite side and several other generals who fought with their brains also understood the reason why Lao Cheng was flying today.

"Damn, it's just this old boy who can come up with such a bad move."

The passionate drum beat quickly suppressed all the noise, but seeing Cheng Biting Jin standing in the hall, looking left and right, majestic.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and chanted aloud.

"On the eighth day of September in Chongyang, the city is full of chrysanthemums, the fragrance is bursting, and the leader returns to my home."

“？？？” There was an unspeakably embarrassing silence for a while, and then the generals once again let out a tsunami-like cheering and cheering.

A gentleman at the gate of the hall was even more laughing and lying on the threshold and kept patting the threshold.

"Uncle Cheng is really both civil and military, hahaha...... Laughing to death. ”

"Uncle Cheng is right, the leader belongs to your family."

Li Shimin and Li Yuan couldn't help but look at each other and shook their heads.

This poem is messy, but it can be classified as a limerick poem, and the talent is really a little bit stronger than that Wei Chigong.

Of course, compared to those Wenchen, the level is still too much.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor, how is Lao Cheng's poem?"

Cheng Biting Jin proudly hugged his fists, squinted at the blackened Wenchen, and then said to the two Majestic.

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At this time, an old minister stood up and commented with a smile.

"General Cheng, your poem can also be heard, if you want to be the leader, I'm afraid you can't do it......"

"Yes, since General Cheng has finished writing poems and has not been approved by the emperor, please let me go, and I happen to have poetry."

"Chanting to the sound of drums, unheard ......of since ancient times"

Cheng bit Jin and was happy, his eyes showed a fierce light, but before he could speak, he saw the third child who was blushing and swelling from drinking jumped out first, and he couldn't help but be a little confused.

Cheng Chubi squinted and looked over there, directly unhappy.

"What do you mean, you're in a hurry, aren't you? Our old Cheng family hasn't finished writing poems yet, what are you anxious about. ”

“？？？” A group of Wen Chen, who was born as an onmyoji, directly blackened his face, and his eyes fell on Cheng Laosan, who was stunned.

Fang Xuanling was happy on the spot. "Nephew of Chu Bixian, don't mess around, your father has already written poetry, could it be that your brothers also have good works?"

Cheng Chubi's neck is stalked, the spring breeze is blowing, the war drums are beating, who scolds my father and I scold whom.

"Uncle Fang, you are really right, after listening to my father's Chongyang poem, I just happened to have inspiration for my little nephew."

"Haha, don't mess around." Cheng Yanjin smiled and patted Cheng Chubi's shoulder with a big slap and said.

Cheng Chubi made a big drink, hehe, hehe, extremely confident and arrogant.

"Dad, those two treasures, you said they belonged to our family, and the children took them home for you."

At this moment, Li Yuan was happy, and he was also interested, and the important thing was that Cheng Laosan, a stupid boy, was stunned.

But he is a good young man who has the courage to do things, Li Yuan didn't want this kid to be attacked, so he opened his mouth to solve the siege.

"Cheng Laosan, you have good ambitions. Then hurry up, you have to really make poems that satisfy me, those two treasures are your old Cheng's family. ”

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Chubi's spine was straight. "Okay, then Weichen will come to the last one."

"Two brothers, cheer me on the drums and watch me imitate my father's poems."

As soon as Cheng Chubi's words came out, Cheng bit Jin haha. "Okay, my son is so ambitious, the old man will personally cheer you on."

"Cheng Laosan, don't lose the face of your old Cheng family." Over there, Uncle Niu, a real man, couldn't help but shout.

Cheng Chubi was happy, his head was raised, and the hair on his forehead was thrown to his cheeks.

It's a low-key development, but you can't wait. It's just a lot of fun.

Scare my father, see if Lao Tzu can't kill you.

Cheng Chubi, who was only nine years old, swept his eyes across the door of the hall and saw a group of good brothers squashing their fists at him.

I don't know that these gangs cut off chicken heads and burn yellow paper, and insert brothers with two ribs and two knives all day long.

Is it threatening yourself, or is it cheering yourself on.

As soon as I looked at it, the military ministers over there were all uncles and uncles that I often saw.

I like to use their fists and feet to greet the shoulders and buttocks of the younger ones, and convey the loving care of the elderly.

On the other side, a group of people looked like Sven Wen, who ate a good feast, and didn't even mess up their beards, like a dummy.

and then to the rear, on the surface, it seems to be a benevolent gentleman with a generous temperament, but in fact, he deducts the salary of his juniors all day long, and mocks Uncle Li, who is a real person.

and Li Yuan, the black-faced old man who is a lot old, has a prostate gone, and likes to pick on everything he likes to pick after eating and drinking all day long.

Cheng Chubi took a deep breath and raised his head to the sky, since ancient times, heroes have come out of my generation, and I am an invincible lonely person.

"Stay until autumn comes September 8!"

"......" Inside the hall, outside the hall, the elders who were still a little expectant, and the brothers after hearing this sentence.

Their faces couldn't help but show unconcealable disappointment, Li Yuan and Li Shimin, father and son, couldn't help but smile at each other, and the meaning of the smile was really so.

is the same type as his father, his father is Chongyang September 8, and his son is staying until September 8 in autumn......

"It's worthy of being a father and son, ...... interesting," the eldest grandson Wuji stroked his long beard and commented leisurely.

The Wenchen next to him all smiled lightly, and originally looked like Cheng Laosan was winning.

I thought that this young man, who was always able to surprise people, could really be scary.

The results seem to be ...... Talent is not something that their old Cheng family can master.

Cheng Chubi's voice rose sharply, and the sound was like a clash of gold and stones, hitting the sky.

"I kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom!"

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