"What do you mean?" Fang Jun and the others looked at His Royal Highness King Wu, who was called the most heroic fruit by the Tang Dynasty Emperor.

"Brother Chu Mo, you send a brother to tell those elders the good news that your third brother wrote poems to Brother Niu.

Let those old guys, cough ...... The elders were able to eat and drink a little more happily. ”

"I'm just taking advantage of this time, going the opposite way, going to Chengfu to eat and drink, and not worrying about being blocked in Chengfu?"

Yu Chi Baolin's eyes lit up and nodded thoughtfully.

"Haha, Brother Weide's brain, it's really easy to use, not bad.

Boss Cheng, stunned, hurriedly called someone to inform you, let's just go to your house to eat and drink spicy food. ”

"It's been a long time since I've tasted your old Cheng family's secret Sanle pulp, and it's still weird......

"Yes, today we were all heartbroken by Cheng Laosan, and today the brothers let go of their stomachs and strive to eat the poor old Cheng's family."

"Hahaha, hurry up, that pepper rabbit head, Fang Mou is hungry for ...... when he thinks about it"

"Yes, there is also fried lamb liver, and there is a dry stir-fried lamb intestine......"

The children turned their worries into joy, and they turned their horses' heads one after another, and rushed towards the pool where the dragon had gone, and the tiger's den.

Here, in the largest box in the Cheng Family Restaurant, a group of famous Tang Dynasty generals are gathering together to eat and drink at the moment.

Occasionally whispered a few words, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

Even if there is Cheng Biting Jin, a master of stirring up the atmosphere, in the face of Niu Jinda, who is traveling far away with this son, he is a little powerless.

Just when everyone was drinking a little heartwarming stuffy wine, they were in a very unhappy mood.

A Cheng family general rushed over excitedly and pushed open the door of the private room.

"Master, our third son is composing poetry again."

“？？？” A famous Tang Dynasty general who is not in a beautiful mood is a little confused and a little unhappy.

The elders are deeply depressed, and these juniors are still going to be happy and composing poems.

Cheng Biting Jin spit out the bones in his mouth, looked at the general, and pulled his neck and asked. "What did that kid do?"

"Childe wrote a poem to Niu Gongzi, and Childe also said that within a month, Niu Gongzi will come back even if he goes to the northwest for nothing, and he will definitely be famous all over the world."

At this moment, all the depressed generals turned their attention.

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"Cheng Sanlang wrote a poem for Wei Tuo?" Niu Jinda, who had been stuffing wine just now, snorted and wiped his mouth and asked.

"That's right, the title of the poem is "Sending Brother Niu Wei Tuoxi out of Chang'an".

"Read it and hear it." Li Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stroked his long beard and shouted.

The general agreed, cleared his throat, and tried to recall the appearance of the son's angry hair and chanting loudly at that time.

"Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight, the north wind blows geese and snow. Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you. ”

Bang bang...... The wine glass in Li Keshi's hand fell to the floor, and his eyes looked straight at the housekeeper.

"Cheng Saburo wrote to Niu Weituo?!"

Li Keshi has a good cultural foundation, and among these rough masters, he and Li Ji are both top-notch in terms of cultural level.

How can I not hear the meaning of this poem, if it is not a masterpiece that has been passed down for centuries, Li Keshi dares to chop off his old bird and feed it.

Li Ji looked at the few long whiskers that had just been lost because of shock, and inhaled like a toothache.

"It's actually written to Wei Tuoxian's nephew, Lao Niu, your cow Wei Tuo is afraid that it will be famous in Chang'an in less than a month......

Even a rough old man like Wei Chigong can also feel the extraordinaryness of the last two sentences of this poem.

The big slap fell directly on Niu Jinda's shoulder, and he said with emotion.

"Don't worry about the road ahead without knowing yourself, no one in the world knows you. It's really fucking energetic, old cow, your son is afraid that he is going to become famous. ”

Cheng Yanjin angrily slammed the wine glass on the desk, and said with a face full of unhappiness.

"Special mother, I knew that my old Cheng would also go to the northwest, how good would it be to let the third child give me this father to make a name for himself?"

These words instantly made all the rough old men almost go crazy with joy, even Niu Jinda, who was full of sorrow, couldn't cry or laugh.

", this is what your third brother gave to my family."

Qin Qiong laughed for a long time, pointed at the famous general, and asked.

"Still stunned, what's going on, how did Cheng Saburo think about composing poetry, it has to be a reason, right?"

The family general did not dare to slack off, so he stated what he heard and saw, and spit on the stars.

Niu Weituo's will was depressed after his father left, and his weakness and unbearable anger angered Cheng Sanlang, who had healed his leg.

And after composing the poem, he directly told Niu Weituo, your kid will definitely be famous, if you don't have the guts, hurry home.

Hearing this, the elders looked at each other, and Cheng Yanjin couldn't help but be happy as he stroked the thick beard like a steel needle.

"It's worthy of my Lao Cheng's baby, doing things is happy, otherwise, how to write such a bold poem, this is like my Lao Cheng's ......"

"Phew! You old puppet. Is it okay to have a face? Li Keshi said angrily.

Cheng bites Jin, hey, hey, a pleasure. "What, that's my son, I gave birth to it, what's wrong?"

For this cheeky man who ranked first on the list of noble bullies, everyone had nothing to say, shaking their heads and sighing.

Chewing on these four short sentences repeatedly, Niu Jinda let out a long sigh. "For the sake of my family, it is really ...... to be a nephew of Bi Xian"

"Okay, your special mother doesn't pretend to be sour for me, I'm afraid it won't be a few days, and your Wei Tuo is afraid that he is more famous than you, who is a father."

"Get out of the way, no matter how famous you are, Lao Tzu is also his father." Niu Jinda was the most reluctant to talk to Lao Cheng's cheekiness.

"By the way, where did the brothers go?"

This general sent by Cheng Chumo is hehe. "The third prince left ahead of time after reading the poem, and the rest of you sons just wanted to come over for a drink."

"As a result, when I saw the mounts of several generals, I went back to our Cheng family to drink wine and eat meat."

"Ouch, these little bunnies, they actually know to hide from their father?" Cheng Yanjin was suddenly unhappy.

With a roll of his eyes, he said to this brother. "Brothers, the grade of this wine is still a little worse, why don't we go back together?"

Wei Chigong put the grape on the table, raised his eyebrows and said happily.

"Okay, I've been waiting for you to say that...... How about Lao Niu, your son is about to become famous, so you can't drink more jars to celebrate. ”

Niu Jinda also stood up in high spirits. "Just go, just as the old man went to see my nephew.

Today, the old man doesn't say anything else, he must have a good drink with this good doll. ”

His son's legs can walk and jump like ordinary people, and even return to the battlefield, thanks to Cheng Saburo.

And the imitation actually became famous because of his artistic masterpieces, or Cheng Saburo.

Although Niu Jinda is a stuffy gourd, he also understands that Cheng Saburo really regards his son as a brother.

Such a good doll, I won't boast about it, so I will overturn him.

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