Datang's free and easy concubine

Chapter 817

Just when Su Cheng was puzzled, Yingluo said nervously, "I heard from the housekeeper that the old man came here with a horse!"

Princess Changle's face changed slightly when she heard this, and she quickly swallowed the porridge in her small mouth and asked, "What? The old man was carrying the horse? What happened? Didn't you feel fine yesterday?"

After hearing this, Su Cheng thought for a while and suddenly realized that Cheng Yaojin must have known about the three tricks.

Su Cheng said with a smile: "You must have heard the story I told. Your Majesty is such a slob!"

A generation of Mingjun Li Shimin is a slob, who dares to think?

Princess Changle couldn't help being surprised when she heard this, it seemed that there was nothing else that could make Cheng Yaojin call her.

Princess Changle's thoughts changed. Of course, it is impossible for the queen mother and younger sisters to tell Cheng Yaojin this story. It is impossible for the pheasant slave to stay in the palace all the time. It is impossible for the prince to have little contact with King Wei and Cheng Yaojin.

After thinking about it, it seemed that the father could only tell Cheng Yaojin.

Princess Changle said helplessly: "Father is true, and so is Mr. Lang. How can you arrange the old duke like this? Now the old duke is here!"

Just arrange it, what else can you do?

Su Cheng smiled indifferently and said, "It's okay, I'll go meet him!"

After finishing speaking, Su Cheng stretched his waist, got up and walked out. At this moment, Princess Changle felt relieved, because she felt that it was impossible for Cheng Yaojin to turn his back on him.

Back then, Cheng Yaojin chased Su Cheng for half of Chang'an City, just for fun.

When they came to the front yard, they saw Cheng Yaojin majestic on the ground holding a horse-lance pestle, and Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang brothers followed behind with blank faces. They didn't know why the old man went crazy and took them straight to Su Jiazhuang, and the old man is still holding a horse.

What happened?I don't know at all.

Su Cheng came striding forward, clasped his hands with a smile on his face, and said, "Oh, uncle, why are you here? I was thinking of going to visit my uncle, and have a drink by the way."

Before Cheng Yaojin could speak, Cheng Chumo winked and asked, "Su Cheng, what did you do? Didn't you also send the old man a beauty?"

When talking about beauties, Cheng Chumo especially emphasized his tone.

Cheng Yaojin turned around and asked, "What beauty?"

Cheng Chumo hurriedly said, "No, it's nothing."

At this moment, Yu Chigong's laughing voice sounded outside: "Old Cheng, Lao Cheng, I went to look for you early in the morning, but I didn't expect you to come to Sujiazhuang, why didn't you wait, I have prepared an ax for you!"

Yu Chigong strode in, actually holding a large Xuanhua axe in his hand, and he didn't know where he got it after spending one night.

Seeing Yu Chigong approaching with a Xuanhua axe, Su Cheng was sure it was because of that story.

But Cheng Chumo and the others looked bewildered, why are they carrying an axe?Could it be that you came to Sujiazhuang today to chop firewood for Su Cheng?

Cheng Yaojin waved his horse, and shouted: "Hey! Old thief Yuchi! Die!"

Yu Chigong laughed loudly and said: "The old man is still afraid of you? Give the old man the horse and let the old man come and learn about your three axes!"

Cheng Yaojin said unhappily: "What three-axes, roll!"

Brother Cheng Chumo looked confused, what the hell is the three tricks?

Su Cheng looked at it with a smile, not to mention, it was quite happy.

Cheng Yaojin turned around and looked at Su Cheng laughing happily, and said in a bad mood: "Boy Su, you are still laughing! You also arranged the old man's three axes. You probably don't know how fierce the old man's horse is." Bar?"

"Today, I will let you experience the old man's three axes..."

While talking, Cheng Yaojin was stunned, wait a minute?What did I just say?Is it three axes?

With a pop, Su Cheng couldn't help but burst out laughing, while Yu Chigong over there was laughing so hard that he could hardly straighten his waist.

Cheng Chumo asked suspiciously: "Three tricks? Dad? You still have special skills to hide from us?"

Cheng Chuliang looked at his father with a puzzled face, his eyes were very obvious, this father is too unreliable, right?How dare you even hide it from your own son?

If there are any special skills that are not passed on to the son, why keep them?

Li Ji and Li Jing walked in together, saw the big Xuanhua ax in Yuchigong's hand at a glance, and laughed immediately: "Well, even the Xuanhua big ax is ready, today I have to appreciate the big axe of old Cheng." The three axes!"

"Bah, bah, bah! What three-handed axe?" Cheng Yaojin said loudly, "My old Cheng doesn't know how to use three-handed axe. My old Cheng uses a lance!"

Su Cheng took a step forward and said with a smile: "Uncle, why bother? Uncle is galloping on the battlefield with a spear, invincible in all directions. No one in the court knows who doesn't know? How can you think that uncle uses an ax just because of a small story? My nephew Right?"

Logically speaking, this is indeed the case. There are countless rumors in the market every day, but the problem is that this story was made up by Su Cheng!

Moreover, the story was so well made that even he himself found it very interesting and wanted to continue listening.

So he felt that the story would definitely spread.

Cheng Yaojin said unhappily: "You still don't know yourself? The story you made up will definitely spread. Although there may not be many people in Chang'an City who believe it, if it spreads to the whole Tang Dynasty, then the old man's famous name Wouldn't it be ruined?"

"And if your story continues to be passed down, wouldn't ordinary people in future generations think that the old man used three axes?"

Needless to say, Cheng Yaojin and Sanbanfu really match well, and they sound harmonious. There is no doubt that this story will be passed down and deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

This story has already been verified, let alone in ancient times when there were not many entertainment activities.

Su Cheng smiled and enlightened: "Uncle, you should think this way. Of course you are famous now, and everyone in the whole Tang Dynasty knows everyone. But in a few hundred years, how many people do you think the whole world knows about you?" what?"

"But it will be different with this story! Even if it takes hundreds or thousands of years, you will be known to everyone among the people!"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he heard this, and he had to say that what Su Cheng said seemed quite reasonable.

Although he, Cheng Yaojin, was also a famous general in the dynasty, but in the long river of history, he couldn't make any waves.

Not to mention a few hundred years ago, just a hundred years later, how many folks still remember Cheng Yaojin?

If the story of Su Cheng has been passed down, wouldn't he, Cheng Yaojin, be well-known among the people?

Thinking about it this way, Cheng Yaojin was inexplicably a little excited, who is not famous?

"So, the old man still has to thank you?" Cheng Yaojin scratched his head and asked, he suddenly felt that the horse in his hand seemed a little hot.

(End of this chapter)