Oh my god!

Cheng Huailiang had a chill, why do children like to brag now?

What he didn't know was that the little chubby girl really remembered it, and the royal collection of books was basically read by this girl, and even her brother, if he had academic problems, he would come to the little chubby girl to ask for advice.

"It is recorded in ancient books of the Spring and Autumn Period." Cheng Huailiang is proficient in nonsense, he really can't find too far away, he can only push it to the Spring and Autumn Period, and there are fewer written records before that, so it's hard to make up nonsense, "I just took a quick look, which probably means that in ancient times, people found that cattle were relatively powerful and difficult to tame." Later, some people found that cows are the same as horses, if there is a foreign object into the nostrils, it will make them uncomfortable, and the nostrils are so big, so they directly tied the rope in the cow's nose to the cow's nostrils, and later evolved into a nose ring. ”

Cheng Huailiang was afraid that the little chubby girl would not believe it, "Think about it carefully, the bronze vessels of the Spring and Autumn Period, the cow-shaped ones all have a nose ring?" ”

The little fat girl thought for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up, "I remember, it's not the Spring and Autumn Period you said at all." Instead, a similar story is recorded in "Lü's Spring and Autumn". ”

"A strong man, Uhu, broke the tail of the ox, and the ox did not move. And a child led the bull's nose ring, and the cow obediently followed him. The little fat girl clapped her hands again and again, hugging Cheng Huailiang's neck, "That's right, that's what happened." But the question is, how do you put the nose ring in the nostrils of the cow? ”

Cheng Huailiang was a little upset, a five or six-year-old baby really read a lot of books, and he must be on guard when he meets him in the future, maybe when, his self-styled title of 'the first genius in Chang'an City' will be debunked by the little fat girl.

The little chubby girl clapped her hands and sent Cheng Huailiang to jump in her arms, "Big brother, my name is Li Huan'er, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"I ...... My name is Cheng Huailiang. Cheng Huailiang responded very kindly.

The little chubby girl didn't have a surprised look, in Cheng Huailiang's opinion, it seemed that the little chubby girl had already guessed his identity, "Then I'll call you Brother Huailiang in the future, okay?" ”

Cheng Huai nodded brightly, "Of course you can." ”

"I often hear that Brother Huailiang is proficient in all four books, five classics and six arts, and as a younger sister, I want to ask for a poem to persuade me to give it to my brother who can't make it, and I hope that Brother Huailiang won't hide his secrets." The little chubby girl stared at Cheng Huailiang with a smile, with a look of expectation in her eyes.

Cheng Huailiang was entangled for a while, to be reasonable, plagiarizing this thing is a technical job, and Cheng Huailiang's first thought was 'There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book'.

After thinking for a while, Cheng Huailiang reluctantly remembered, and immediately pretended to shake his head.

"Rich families don't need to buy fertile land, there are thousands of bells in the book."

"You don't need to raise a hall to live in peace, you have your own golden house in the book."

"There is no need to hate when you go out without a car, there are many horses in the book."

"There is no need to hate a wife without a matchmaker, there is a woman in the book who is like jade."

"If a boy wants to fulfill his life's aspirations, he reads the Six Classics in front of the window diligently."

After reading a poem, a lot of sweat appeared on Cheng Huailiang's forehead, but the little fat girl kept biting her fingers with her mouth, looking incredulous.

"The poem is finished!" Cheng Huailiang reminded the little chubby.

But the little chubby girl still tilted her head to look at him, with a strange expression.

"There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book!"

After a long time, the little chubby girl muttered and laughed, with her hands on her waist, laughing out loud, laughing breathlessly.

Shaking her body, the little fat girl pointed at Cheng Huailiang and was about to say something.

Suddenly, the little chubby girl's face suddenly became extremely pale, staggering, and about to fall.

Cheng Huailiang hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the little fat girl, "What's the matter?" ”

The little chubby's breathing became extremely rapid, as if she was not breathing enough and was about to suffocate at any time.

Cheng Huailiang beckoned to Cheng Fu and the others, "Go to the princess's mansion and find the imperial doctor." ”

Princess Jinyang's guards also turned solemn for a moment.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is ill...... Physician! Where's the Imperial Doctor? Raised by a son of a bitch, what about the imperial doctor? The guard who was chatting with Cheng Fu roared angrily and ran towards Cheng Huailiang in an instant.

"Little grandfather, don't panic. The Imperial Doctor is not far away. ”

In the blink of an eye, a man in a white robe hurriedly ran over with a medicine box on his back, opened the medicine box, took out a pill, and gently put it into the little fat girl's mouth.

"What did you give her?" Cheng Huailiang is now basically sure who this little chubby girl is.

In Datang, there are only two guards who go out and bring the imperial doctor. One is the eldest grandson of the Tang Dynasty, and the other is the little son of Princess Jinyang.

The little chubby girl in front of her, from her age to the guards and imperial doctors, can be determined to be Li Huan'er, the princess of Jinyang, who is also called a little son by people who are familiar with her.

"Her Royal Highness the princess has the same disease as the queen, coughing and phlegm, hot flashes and night sweats in the afternoon...... Therefore......" the imperial doctor stroked his beard and continued to be arrogant, "Our hospital concluded that the queen mother and the princess were suffering from tuberculosis. ”

Touch!

Cheng Huailiang kicked the imperial doctor away, looking very puzzled, "Cheng Feng, hang this miscellaneous piece up, hang it outside Chengjiazhuang, and tell the world that this is a quack." ”

Cheng Feng didn't know why, but the little grandfather's words were orders and must be followed. couldn't help but say, like carrying a chicken, carrying the imperial doctor who was constantly struggling and screaming, he ran outside Chengjiazhuang.

"Little grandfather, this ......" The head of the guard looked ugly. He was ordered to protect the little son and never allow any accidents to happen to Her Royal Highness.

"Uncle Fu, the fastest speed, find the pear, send it to the Tai Hospital, I have a reuse."

Cheng Fu hurriedly responded and led someone to find pears.

"When you enter the palace, you will go to the Tai Hospital, and the master will have a good theory with this group of quacks." Cheng Huailiang picked up his son, who was already on the verge of falling into a coma, his face was full of murderous energy, "If my son loses his life, the master will cut down the door of the hospital." ”

The little fat girl reluctantly raised her weak hand and pulled Cheng Huailiang's sleeve, Cheng Huailiang's face became even more ugly, "You relax, try not to breathe, breathe slowly, a little bit, no matter how weak and short of breath you are, relax, Brother Huailiang will save you soon." ”

But the little chubby girl pulled Cheng Huailiang again, but Cheng Huailiang's anger was even greater, "A group of quacks...... I...... I didn't beat them or beat them, so I went to the hospital to find medicine for my son. ”

The corners of the pale little chubby girl's mouth finally showed a smile, the corners of her mouth squirmed slightly, Cheng Huailiang could see that what the son said was: Don't embarrass them.

Cheng Huailiang was inexplicably moved in his heart, when a person is about to fall into a coma, he will still think about the safety of others, and the princess is doing a good job.

Save the little boy and break the leg of the quacks!

Cheng Huailiang made up his mind: If you don't break this group of miscellaneous dog legs, you will be sorry for the thousands of years of inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine.