"Oh, this is a document that the little nephew specially asked Master Yan to help transcribe, hehe......"

Cheng Chubi waved at Li Jixian beautifully.

"Master Yan is worthy of engaging in art, this calligraphy is really amazing. Uncle Li, you see, this method, this level, tsk tsk......"

Li Ji held his long beard, glanced at Yan Lide, who stood up reservedly and said nothing, and then glanced at Cheng Chubi, who liked it so much.

I was a little unhappy at once. What kind of shit luck is this kid taking, you know, the Yan brothers are all very high-minded artists.

Although Yan Lide's temper was better than that of his younger brother Yan Liben, it was not much better.

If it is said that in the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, there is a masterpiece of his younger brother Yan Liben, no more than five fingers.

Then there will be no more than ten fingers of his Yan Lide's works.

First, Yan Liben sent paintings to his old Cheng family, and then Yan Lide sent calligraphy. This special damn ......

I think I'm a Li person, I've worked with those brothers for so many years, don't talk about calligraphy and painting, even when I talk to this pair of brothers, they love to ignore them.

Li Ji, a half-good man and half-scholar who was also born in the green forest, rolled his eyes several times.

changed into a kind and kind face, and stretched out his big sinful hands to Cheng Chubi.

"Come on, come on, let the old man take a good look at ......"

How. Cheng Laosan, the little rabbit cub, is also a ghost.

Seeing that Li Ji, the old man whose father cut off the head of the chicken and burned the yellow paper, his expression suddenly cleared and darkened, and he was already secretly vigilant in his heart.

After all, Cheng Chubi still knows how to save people with his own and compare his heart with his heart, everyone is a generalist who eats and takes cards, and likes to take advantage of others.

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Well, the main thing is that Cheng Chubi knows very well what kind of person his father is.

It can be inferred from this that what kind of Sven people can be who can cut off the head of a chicken and burn yellow paper with their father?

So the moment Cheng Chubi showed an evil smile at the corner of Li Ji's mouth and stretched out his hand.

Immediately, he took a step back, folded the calligraphy artwork of Master Yan in three or two clicks, and quickly put it into his arms.

Li Ji couldn't help but widen his eyes. "What are you doing this kid, take a look at the old man twice, can you lose a piece of meat, right?"

Cheng Chubi is happy, this bad old man is ruthless, maybe he won't be able to cheat for a while, and he can do it with his hands.

"Uncle is right, but little nephew, ah...... It's not good, the little nephew is urgent, farewell! ”

Cheng Chubi hurriedly bypassed Li Ji and ran towards the gate of the courtyard, leaving Li Ji and the Yan Da artist who looked confused and hadn't reacted yet.

Li Ji was not happy, but the problem was that he was also the secretary of the military department of the Tang Dynasty and an important minister of the court.

You can't pull down your face in the palace to rob a junior, right? However, looking at ...... Hey?

Li Ji pointed indignantly at Cheng Chubi's back and reprimanded angrily. "Little bastard, An dares to humiliate the old man like this."

Li Jilao searched for a long time, but did not find a suitable weapon, and copied another piece of Master Yan's calligraphy artwork on the desk.

Rolled up into a paper stick, and then strode out of the courtyard, roaring loudly.

"Stop Cheng Laosan, see if the old man can't kill you......"

Cheng Taichang and Li Bingbu suddenly burst into impulses, and everyone in the small courtyard was stunned.

A very unwarm wind blew through this small courtyard located next to the Yanjia Palace.

A crow that narrowly escaped the poisonous hands of the bird thief general and survived in the Chang'an Palace landed on the tree in the courtyard.

The quacking call woke up many craftsmen and future master Yan Lide.

Yan Lide moved his stiff neck, slowly moving down point by minute, and landed on the empty desk.

I always felt that something was wrong, the face that was originally high and arrogant, and mature and elegant, was now as black as a vat of bacon that had been smoked for three years.

Yan Lide's mouth was trembling, his fingers were trembling, and even the straight official uniform was trembling like a fallen leaf in the cold wind at this moment.

"This, this is simply insulting, you two unorthodox puppets! It's insulting to be a mother! ”

Yan Artist, who is extremely cultivated, is also rare to enter the rare warm spring day in the ninth year of Zhenguan, and he violently slammed his foul language.

Cheng Chubi didn't bother to pay attention to the roar coming from behind him, and ran all the way until he reached the gate of the palace, pestle his legs and gasping for half a day before he eased up.

Then let the soldiers guarding the palace gate summon Cheng Ji, who had been squatting outside the palace gate and waiting for him, and solemnly handed over the Yan Lide's artwork to Cheng Ji.

Let him go home at once now, and give this good treasure to the housekeeper Uncle Fu, so that he can take it and frame it.

It is better to hang it in the front hall of the old Cheng family's juyi hall as soon as possible, so that the rough old men of the family can accept the influence of Yan's calligraphy and painting art masterpieces on the double walls as soon as possible.

Seeing that Cheng Ji didn't dare to slack off, after carefully taking it, he galloped away with Cheng Li and the others.

Cheng Chubi breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and couldn't help but praise his quick wit.

Even if Uncle Li Ji's cheekiness is running over now, there is no way to rob him by searching himself.

Hehe, when it comes to the treasure in the hands of the Cheng family, how can there be a reason to spit it out?

This is also the core element of the 72 iron laws of the old Cheng family.

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Cheng Chubi squatted at the palace gate for a long time, and then got up and walked back, this time, but ran almost a kilometer and a half of obstacle course.

swayed back and walked until he reached the bank of the Jinshui River, and then he saw Li Ji, a sinister old man.

He was evaluated by his father Cheng Yanjin as the most detrimental model among the old brothers.

Although the force value is not the opponent of his father, he is among the heroes of the green forest.

However, his father believed that his future military achievements were the closest to the military god Li Jing.

That night, listening to his father's comments on his brother who cut off the head of the chicken and burned the yellow paper.

This made Cheng Chubi from the future have to admit that his father's tricks are indeed extremely vicious, at least the future history proves his comments.

Not...... It's just that now, what Cheng Chubi needs to think about is how to save his life in front of this smiling elder.

Cheng Chubi stiffened his head and walked towards Li Ji. "Huh? Uncle Li, why are you here? ”

Li Ji was happy, and a slap fell on Cheng Chubi's shoulder.

"Boy, these legs and feet are sharp enough, where did you go to the thatched house?"

Cheng Chubi scratched his head, and his smile looked so honest.

"The little nephew is not familiar with this side, and he has not been to the Ganlu Hall a few times, so he was in a hurry and ran over there."

"What about what Master Yan wrote for you?" Li Ji glanced at Cheng Chubi's chest with his eyes.

Cheng Chubi took the initiative and consciously opened his mind.

"Oh, the little nephew went to the thatched house, thinking that he had arrived at the Ganlu Palace, so he went out of the palace by the way, and asked people to take that thing home."

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