The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Crown Prince Li Chengqian returned to Chang'an, and Cheng Chubi, as the deputy director of the left side of the East Palace, stayed on duty for several days.

I squatted honestly in the East Palace every day, bragging to Li Chengqian who could only lean on the couch.

Listening to the chattering Prince, His Royal Highness recounted what he had seen and heard during this long journey.

On the third day, it was finally Cheng's turn to rest, but he was sure he wanted to be Li Chengqian's back.

Cheng Chubi felt that he could not continue to spend his days at home, so he should be cheered up. The responsibilities and obligations of the imperial physician order should also be borne well.

Therefore, when Cheng Chubi was on duty in the East Palace, when he went to the Imperial Medical Office, he not only asked Cheng Liang to carry his surgical treatment box on his back.

He also let Cheng Guangti slip along with two chickens.

Cheng Guang heard the son's order, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses. "My son, can we just play cards?"

"If this is eaten at the Imperial Medical Office, wouldn't it be too much?"

Cheng Chubi, who was wearing the equipment, had his eyes black. "Who said I'm going to eat the roast chicken? Could you please think about it."

"Is this young man such an unreliable person?"

Facing San Gongzi's murderous gaze, Cheng Guang's head, which was almost nodding, became abruptly shifting left and right.

The way the big guys' heads swayed, alive with the Western style.

"As the imperial physician's order of the imperial physician's office, I can't continue to play things like that, so I decided to do surgery when I was bored."

Cheng Guang was ashamed, and he didn't expect that he had misunderstood the dedicated third son.

"Oh, the villain returned these two chickens and found two in the kitchen again."

"Why do you want to change?" Cheng Liang was a little unhappy. "Aren't these two just laying hens?"

"No, these two were circumcised by the son a few days ago."

"..."

Cheng Chubi wrapped the black bear fur tightly, impatiently and authentically. "Okay, let's just two of them. Anyway, I won't have cecal surgery for a while."

"What do you have to do?" As Cheng Chubi's right-hand assistant in the operation, Cheng Liang asked curiously.

"No, I'm going to have both of them undergo fracture surgery." Cheng Chubi said without looking back.

"Fracture surgery..." Cheng Guang glanced at the two chickens in his hands. Except for a scar on his belly, all four chicken feet looked very intact.

"Just to break their legs, and then heal them."

He threw down such a sentence, excellent medical workers: Cheng * * ruthless at Bute left the room, went into the snow.

The two kind-hearted and loyal servants shivered together.

Cheng Guang looked at the two chickens that were carrying around with pity, and shook his head regretfully.

"What kind of evil did you two commit in your previous life that will fall into the hands of my third son..."

"You two are stunned, and don't hurry up to follow." Cheng Chubi roared unwillingly.

The two loyal servants rushed out of Cheng's Mansion quickly, followed in the footsteps of the third son, and headed towards the Imperial Medical Office.

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The guard at the entrance of the Imperial Medical Office saw the tall and heroic Cheng Taichang riding his horse, and eagerly greeted him.

"Seeing that the process is too frequent, it is hard to go out in such weather."

"It's okay, your concierge has enough carbon, don't let it freeze."

Cheng Chubi happily, even if it is a handyman, Cheng Chubi never pretends to be cold.

"Thank you for caring too much, enough is enough." The officer smiled, and then saw Cheng Guangti sneak up the steps with two chickens.

"??" The two officers looked at the loyal servant of Cheng Taichang with a dazed expression, and followed Cheng Taichang towards the department with strides.

"Ah, this, isn't it too often that Cheng is on duty in the East Palace?..." The officer raised his hand to greet, but he didn't know how to say it.

"Old Wu, what should I do?"

"What else can I do, hurry up, and report to Zhang's medical order. Then he said, Cheng Taichang is here again, and he slipped two live chickens into the department, and I don't know what to do."

Another officer hurriedly rushed towards the department, and after a while, he rushed to Zhang Yiling's public house.

In the warm public house, Zhang Yiling, who was sipping morning tea deliciously, heard the news and almost made the tea soup hot.

After smashing his mouth for a long time, he glared at the officer with a black line on his face. "Two live chickens?"

"Yes, both the villain and Old Wu saw it really, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it."

"Okay, you can withdraw first..." Zhang Yiling put aside the tea soup dullly, and walked a few steps in the public house with his hands in his hands.

He simply left the house and went to the doctor's office.

Seeing Wang Yiling also drinking tea, Zhang Yiling waited ethically for Wang Yiling to put down the tea bowl, and then said.

"Cheng Taichang joined the agency today and brought two live chickens."

The tea soup that Wang Yiling had just swallowed was sprayed out of his nostrils. Damn it! Zhang Yiling avoided it and hit the face directly.

The two embarrassed doctors hurriedly looked for their kerchiefs to dry their appearances, and they were speechless.

Wang Yiling caressed his heart lightly, and it took a long time to speak slowly. "Is he used to wandering around in the Imperial Medical Office?"

"Could it be that he felt too boring to play cards, plus now that all public houses have charcoal fires, so he wants to bake that stuff to eat?"

"If you want to be like this, it's too much, right?" Zhang Yiling rubbed his brows with a headache.

"After all, this is the yamen of office affairs. Doing such things in the yamen is really disgraceful."

"It's also ~www.ltnovel.com~, if that's the case, then you and me, let's go together today. Alas..." Wang Yiling stood up with a frustrated expression on his face.

This Cheng Saburo, why didn't he know the stopping point.

"Unexpectedly, the prince has already returned to Chang'an, so why is Cheng Taichang still rushing to our side?"

"It's not because in this imperial medical office, no one has a higher official position than him, and no one can control him."

"Yes, when will this fearful day be the first..."

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The two doctors walked forward in succession, and after a short while, they came to the separate small hospital where Cheng Taichang was.

The handyman at the door hurriedly saluted the two elders from the Imperial Medical Office.

"Master Cheng went in?"

The handyman seemed a little nervous to report.

"I've been scared to go in for a while. His entourage also went in with two live chickens. The villain, the villain can't stop it."

"It's okay, just leave this to us to handle..." Wang Yiling nodded and comforted the conscientious handyman with a smile.

Cluck! Cluck! Cluck! A sharp, piercing chicken roar instantly exploded behind the courtyard gate.

The few doctors and officials passing by were so scared that they turned their heads in a daze.

"What's the matter? Where's the chicken from the Imperial Medical Office..."

"It seems to come from over there."

"Isn't there Cheng Taichang's site? Hiss, this Cheng Taichang is back again? What does he want to do?"

"Live chicken, actually got into the department, he, alas..."

"Unexpectedly, the quiet and quiet imperial physician's office would become so smoggy."

The two imperial physicians also looked at the closed courtyard gate with black lines on their faces. Is this the rhythm of cutting the throat or just plucking hair?