The First Family of Tang Dynasty

From the rear, Cheng Yaojin chased up in anguish, spraying all the stars on Niu Jinda's face.

"What the hell! You **** tell me that if you don't worry about getting angry, why don't you turn your head and run away."

Facing this man, Niu Jinda was really uncomfortable.

"I'm not afraid you stop me from letting me come."

Li Ji caressed his long beard, speaking with earnest heart and authenticity.

"Lao Niu, I don't advise you. After all, this is your family affair. But you'd better think about it for your son.

I want to understand, everyone will definitely not stop you. "

"How long do I have to think about my special mother?" Niu Jinda said irritably.

"One stick of incense, after one stick of incense, we let go, you go to your son." Li Ji pointed up and said.

"You guys! Good!" Niu Jinda took a deep breath, and the horse in his hand hit the ground, turning over and dismounting.

Stepping aside, squatting down at the foot of the tree beside the city gate, silently.

"This temper, oh..."

Cheng Yaojin shook his head helplessly. Among this group of old brothers, the one who is the least prone to get angry is the old cow.

But once you are really angry, or if you have any ideas, it is rare to drag the nine cows.

"It's Lao Niu's family affair after all. We old brothers are really hard to persuade, after all, he is just such a son."

"Yeah, anyway, I also told him about his Wei Tuo's thoughts. Next, it's up to him."

"By the way, Wei Tuo is like his dad, and his temper is not much better..."

To the ears, a group of old brothers murmured, and the old man didn't realize it.

Just squatting under the big tree, staring blankly at the business travelers and passers-by passing by the city gate.

He saw the gray-haired old man, walking staggeringly, pushing the trolley, and selling small things.

I also saw the young woman, leading the joyful and carefree child, walking lightly towards the city.

I also saw a middle-aged man with white temples, pulling a heavy cart full of goods, walking towards the city.

Behind him was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, gritting his teeth and pushing the cart behind him.

When the cart entered the city, he yelled, pointed to the front, and urged.

This sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man with a heavy bag on his back, bowed his head for a while, and then strode forward...

There was also an old woman who was tidying up the stall, looking back at her toddler grandson who was holding the wall from time to time.

I couldn't help but think of the words that the old wife had persuaded him, and he was reprimanded as a spoiled son, and he remained silent and looked sad.

I also thought of the frustrated expression of Wei Tuo's child after he categorically refused.

There are also those old brothers who are all princes and nobles, but worry about their father and son, and come here to persuade them.

Niu Jinda grabbed a piece of dry and hard mud from the ground, rubbed it in his hands, watching the mud fall.

Could it be that my old cow could be wrong? I don’t want my only son to live in peace, nothing more...

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"Then let's just leave him alone?" Yi Piao Gong and Hou Xiangui both whispered with some worry.

Cheng Yaojin stroked his thick beard like a steel pin, his eyes swept over the old brother one by one.

"This matter, I'm afraid that the second brother will be able to squeak a few times."

"Me?" Qin Qiong was a little dazed, but Li Ji, who was standing next to him, took it seriously.

"Really, second brother, go over and talk to Lao Niu."

"You don't need to persuade him, just tell him how you wanted to understand and dared to let Cheng's youngest perform the operation."

These words made the other old brothers all startled. Indeed, this is the only one with similar circumstances.

"Old Niu..." At this time, Qin Qiong slowly walked to Niu Jinda's side, and squatted down like an old brother.

The big hand patted Niu Jinda on the shoulder. "You are not happy to suggest that the child is in danger."

"Just like the second brother and me, in the past, I didn't dare to take risks easily, and I was afraid that I would be a little careless, so I left the old and young, orphans and widows..."

Niu Jinda turned his head and looked at Qin Qiong. Qin Qiong ignored it and just continued on his own.

Explaining that he was afraid of the unsuccessful operation at the beginning, so that he might pass away after leaving a child under ten years old.

If you continue to survive like that, maybe you can survive for another three or five years before you die.

"But I'm not reconciled." Qin Qiong pursed her mouth, looked into the distance, and her voice was a little dull.

"Qin has fought on the battlefield for more than 20 years, with hundreds of large and small wars.

With one stroke and one pair of magnificences, the heroes were discouraged, and the world knew my name, Qin Qiong. "

"I, Qin Qiong, are not afraid of death, daring to charge, daring to kill, daring to fight with the enemy for life, but in the end, I am ashamed of a tortoise-sun."

"I'm afraid of death, I can only endure it, my mace has accumulated thick dust, my iron armor is about to rust, I dare not touch..."

"Later, why did you know?" Qin Qiong replied, but smiled and asked and answered.

"My son said that he likes that father who is like a big hero."

"So, I'm not afraid to die..."

Speaking of this, Qin Qiong's voice suddenly stagnated, patted the old cow on the shoulder, stood up and took deep breaths frequently.

Niu Jinda slowly stood up and looked at the second brother Qin who seemed to be fascinated by the sand blowing in the wind.

"Second brother, I..."

"I don't persuade you, I just tell you what I think, nothing else, it's a stick of incense."

Niu Jinda looked at the gazes cast by the old brothers, and it was time to hear a sweet smell.

But he squatted back slowly. "Let me think about it again..."

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A group of young people, facing the cold wind of late autumn, admiring the deadly wilderness in late autumn, talking and laughing loudly, drinking and eating meat.

Before half of the wine was drunk, Cheng Chubi suddenly heard the sound of dense hooves like thunder.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw a large group of uncles and elders including my father Cheng Yaojin~www.ltnovel.com~ surrounded by elite soldiers and generals.

Seeing this scene, all the young people were dumbfounded.

Only the Cheng family played stupid one, two and three, especially the boss Cheng Chumo even more stunned, very acting.

"What's the matter, how did my father know?"

"Yeah, I don't know either."

The second brother Cheng Chuliang touched the wine stains on the corners of his mouth, and they cooperated very tacitly, but his expression was too exaggerated and bad reviews.

Niu Wei Tuo saw his father Niu Jinda among the crowd. For the first time, he really had an urge to turn his head and run away.

But in the end, Niu Weituo picked up the hip flask and squirted a few big mouthfuls on his neck.

Then he strode forward, looking at his father, who was riding Madden Hill by Nati Li.

Pushing Jinshan down to Yuzhu and bowing down on the grass, knocked three heads hard, and raised his neck. "father."

Niu Jinda looked at this and bowed down to the ground. At this moment, his spine was straight and his head held high.

Staring at him without saying a word, the horse under him slowly galloped three steps away from Niu Wei Tuo.

"No return?"

"No return!"

"..." Such a simple and clear answer caused all the rough men around him to roll their eyes.

Cheng Chubi looked at his father and blinked frequently, but he rolled his eyes in exchange.

Understood, it seems that Uncle Niu's temper is really unreasonable and no one can persuade him.

Niu Jinda has been lifting and riding a horse, walking around Niu Wei Tuo who is kneeling on the ground.

The heavy iron hoof stepped on the withered grass to shatter, and the churning dust and grass clippings were swept by the biting cold wind.

Niu Weituo knelt on both knees, but his body was straight, as if he had swung a Datang horizontal sword countless times.

After thousands of hard work, I would rather bend than bend.