This Zhenguan is a bit silly

"Boy, can this military health really involve the combat effectiveness of

our Zuo Wuwei?" "Boy, you are also our Zuo Wuwei's person now, you can't tell lies to the old man!"

Regarding Fang Chengen's words, Lao Cheng obviously still has some doubts.

But as a professional soldier, he was keenly aware that this kid Fang Chengen didn't seem to be telling lies.

"This is natural and inevitable!" Fang Chengen replied in the affirmative.

No matter what others think, with him, that's how it is.

Watching those lice crawl around in the dirty hair of the soldiers all day long, just thinking about it makes people's scalps tingle, so responsive, can it not be affected!"

"Uncle Cheng, my little nephew makes an analogy, a piece of good beef, do you think it will take longer to throw it in the garbage heap and keep it on the plate?"

Cheng Yanjin touched his chin, and Fang Chengen saw two words in his eyes, stupid.

"A fool will throw the beef into the garbage heap, and the old man thinks that it is better to put it in the old man's stomach! Beef is such a good thing, but it is rare to eat it once, Cheng Zhuangzi, not many cattle die every year, but

the old man is worried, the old man must find a way! Not only can he be exempted from punishment, but he can also make the cow die of illness and fall to death, this is a problem!

Hey, boy, you go on, you go on, you go on, you don't have to deal with the old man, just don't hear it, you know!"

Fang Chengen was speechless, the old Cheng family is still a good dog official of the Tang Dynasty, and

he praised His Majesty Li Er for having such subordinates.

Scalpers in this era are strategic materials, and gold is expensive, and this old city is still trying to kill a few more.

Well, when I go back to Chang'an in the future, I will go to Chengjia Zhuangzi if I have nothing to do.

"In fact, there is a good example, this is like Uncle Cheng's injury, the last time Uncle Cheng's wound was stitched up, it was red, swollen and inflamed, and even almost endangered Uncle Cheng's life.

The boy had met in a dream, the white-bearded old fairy said, this is because of some invisible bad things left on the wound, the wound was stitched up, the uncle was wearing a fur coat, the warm environment made these bad things grow quickly, which caused the uncle's wound to fester, pus, the old fairy said, the warm environment is the key factor for the growth of these bad things.

The reason why the kid didn't let Uncle Cheng cover the wound was also for this reason, and the use of alcohol to wipe the wound was to eliminate the bad things that could not be seen on the wound.

In the same way, our Zuo Wuwei does not pay attention to hygiene, if one day accidentally a soldier gets an epidemic, will those invisible things spread through these lice, and you can imagine what kind of situation he will face at that time!"

Cheng Yanjin gasped, as a general, he knew too well how much the epidemic would hurt an army.

If such a situation happens to Zuo Wuwei, it is like this kid said ......

Then His Majesty Li Er didn't kill

himself! He looked down at his black chest, why did he still feel so uncomfortable!

After a while, this kid left, and he must let Huang Shilang's dog thing wipe himself.

Especially...... , pay attention to hygiene, Lao Huang will not dislike it.

What's more, Lao Tzu is a general, and this dog surnamed Huang dares not to listen.

Just kill him in the name of almost killing General Ben last time!"

"Okay, boy, you can get out, the old man's injury is not healed yet, he has to rest, as for the oil cake and mutton, there is no need to take it away, the old man is also hungry, just like your kid Xiao Jing Lao Tzu, why do you have any opinions, the old man knows, you are a filial child, definitely not."

By the way, the old man handed over these 3,000 people to you, that is, he handed over these people and the old man's life to you, if something goes wrong, the old man is asking for you, get out, I will be annoyed when I see you!

When you put on your pants, you won't recognize anyone!

Fang Chengen's attention suddenly fell on Lao Cheng's crotch cloth!

This old man was wearing this in the winter, and he was shirtless, and he was not afraid of freezing to death.

I always feel that I forgot something when I came to Datang, this thing is worn every day, not to mention that I am so panicked that I forgot it.

After all, word is big.

Gentle Township is a hero's mound

! It's all because of those soft little maids, it's too delayed!

It's all affected the development of Young Master Ben.

However, when Xiao Ri learned this thing at the beginning, could it be the root cause of becoming

shorter! The birthplace has been tied up, can it not be shorter!

It must be so!

Fang Chengen thought deeply, Xiao Ri Xiao Ri, it must be right.

Lao Cheng noticed Fang Chengen's strange appearance, and as his eyes saw his crotch cloth, Lao Cheng chuckled in his heart.

Then there is a numb scalp and goosebumps all over the body.

This kid ......

Old Fang, what kind of thing have you raised!

"You kid, stay away from Lao Tzu, hurry, get away!" Fang

Chengen glared at Lao Cheng with a pair of innocent big eyes: "Uncle, I'm far away from you, the little nephew was thinking just now, do you want to give you a big pants

?" "What big pants?"

It's to wear something that is a hundred times more comfortable than this crotch cloth, the kid goes back and asks people to make a few

, one kid, one virgin, you one, no kid wants two, change it every day!" "Yes, as long as it doesn't cost money, Lao Tzu wants it, and make a few more for the old man, and the virgin can be slow! You

leave first, leave Lao Tzu's tent!"

Okay, Xiao Cheng is really his father.

Stepfather can't do this!"

"Old Fang, what did my father tell you"

Just a few steps away from Lao Cheng's tent, he was stopped by Cheng Chuhei, who was hiding on the side.

This guy stared at Fang Chengen with huge bull's eyes: "Tell me quickly, what did my father tell you, when

will you be beaten!" Fang Chengen was stunned, this, is he so anxious to be beaten?"

"My father said that if he beats me, he will definitely not let me go, since I was a child, I am used to it, I am used to it, it is better to fight early and fight early, and the rest is scared."

Cheng Chusi glanced at his nose and said very freely.

Give a thumbs up to your old Cheng family.

This father-son relationship is at the place.

It's really a knife pulling the ass, and it's an eye-opener.

With Lao Cheng as a comparison, Fang Chengen suddenly felt that Comrade Lao Fang was really good.

Listening to Xiao Teng's dog thing say how much of a bastard he used to be, Lao Fang didn't even move a finger of himself.

This dad is also very good.

It is said that the son does not laugh at the fault of the father.

Fang Chengen can live happily every day, and Lao Fang has definitely made a great contribution.

"Let's go, go back and continue to make baked cakes, this young master hasn't eaten yet, and he was robbed by your

father!" "You haven't told me what my

father told you, when will you beat me!" "Your father gave me the handsome token, and I'll bathe you tomorrow!"

After taking two steps, Fang Chengen suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and Cheng Zhizha didn't follow.

Turning his head, he saw that the guy was staring at him with an expression of disbelief.

"What are you looking

at, look at Mao!" "Phew, look at what Young Master Ben is doing!"

"Old Fang, my father really gave you the token? Let you command these three thousand people? Are you kidding me?"

Cheng took two steps and touched Fang Chengen's forehead with his hand.

"No, I don't have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about!" Fang

Chengen knocked off the black hand on his forehead, took out a token from his arms and threw it to Cheng Zhihei, and said angrily: "Take a look for yourself, is it your father's token!" Cheng Zhiji

looked at the token in his hand, and then looked at the dense military tent around him.

On the other side of the barracks was a dirt hill densely packed with trees that had fallen their leaves.

A gust of wind blew, and Cheng couldn't help but wipe the corners of his eyes.

This is his own father,

this is his own father

, and a bastard like Fang Chengen can command 3,000 people.

Father

, you don't need your eyes to donate them!