Chapter 192: Is the Eighth Prince Really an Immortal?
Because, it's been a long time since they've seen a good rebuttal contest.
And the eldest grandson Wuyi blocked the reputation of their eldest grandson's family.
Li Chengfeng blocked their royal reputation.
The two of them, naturally, will not back down half a point.
This kind of debate competition between tongues and tongues, sometimes, is even more exciting than the duel of martial arts masters.
Because this is a logical reflection and transformation, it can make these ministers feel a hearty contest of rebuttals.
After Li Chengfeng finished speaking, the eldest grandson Wuyi nodded slightly and said, "The Eighth Emperor is extremely intelligent, and the junior minister naturally does not dare to suspect that the Eighth Emperor has fabricated a false story!" However, the Eighth Prince, you said that you can work lightly, and you can jump on a wall seven or eight meters high casually? Can you still drink alcohol, and one person can get drunk with the whole Tiger Hall? These two sentences, Xiao Chen couldn't believe it! ”
"Okay, then, I can prove it to you now!"
"How?"
In the eyes of the eldest grandson Wuyi, there was a touch of sharpness.
Li Chengfeng smiled lightly, and unhurriedly took out a small knife from his sleeve.
This knife was originally used by Li Chengfeng for carving.
Later, it was placed in the system's warehouse.
I saw that after Li Chengfeng took out the knife, he threw it away, and the knife was inlaid on the hanging beam above the court.
"Do......
Li Chengfeng threw out the flying knife, full of force, and instantly pierced into the wooden stake above the hanging beam.
All the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were taken aback.
Even Li Shimin frowned.
Because, above the court, except for the guards with swords in front of the palace, no one can bring weapons into the court.
But since it's the Eighth Prince, then forget it.
Li Shimin pretended to cough, and did not pursue the matter.
Li Chengfeng pointed to the dagger on the hanging beam and said, "Eldest grandson Wuyi, look at that dagger, how high is the distance between the ground and the ground?" ”
The eldest grandson Wuyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Xiao Chen thinks that more than ten meters!" ”
"Okay, then next, I would like to ask the ministers here, who can take down the dagger with his bare hands without borrowing external force?"
"This, such a high distance? It's hard to climb just by climbing the hanging beam, how can you take down the flying knife with your bare hands? ”
"Yes, Lao Chen thinks that the Eighth Prince is a bit too big now, such a high distance, no one can touch that place with his bare hands, unless he can fly!"
"Hmph, Eighth Prince, let me bite the gold to try, how about it?"
Suddenly, Cheng Yanjin, who couldn't understand the argument on the side, stood up.
He's the kind of guy with a big head and a thick neck.
Cheng Yanjin thinks that the rebuttal competition is not just whoever roars loudly, who wins?
In order to go around the bush?
Now that I finally have a technical job that can fly, it's my turn to come out and put on a wave, right?
Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Okay, then please ask Lu Guogong to come forward and give it a try!" ”
"It's the Eighth Prince!"
"Haha, old minister, I haven't moved my body for many years, and I don't know if I can climb such a high hanging beam!"
"If it was when I was young, I would have taken this dagger with ease!"
Cheng Yanjin spat twice on his hand, rubbed it, and then began to climb the hanging beam.
At first, with his years of skill and strong hands, he quickly climbed onto a large wooden stake.
But with the consumption of physical strength, Cheng Yanjin felt that his arm was a little numb, panting, and he couldn't exert himself at all.
Cheng Biting Jin didn't want to lose face in front of the emperor and the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, so he gritted his teeth and continued to climb up, but he didn't want to, when he climbed to a height of about five meters, his legs were weak, and he actually fell directly from the wooden beam.
A "bump" sounded, Cheng bit Jin's butt and hit the ground, and he bounced on the ground.
"Ouch!"
Cheng bit Jin and lay on the ground completely, his chest heaving.
The civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.
Cheng Biting Jin touched his buttocks, a simple smile appeared on his face, and said, "Hehe, the old minister is no good, the old minister, his body is not as good as before!" ”
Everyone only saw the smile on Cheng Yanjin's face, but they didn't see the bitterness that flashed in his eyes.
Think back then, he was also a good man and a general, but now he can't even climb a small wooden beam?
However, this wooden beam is indeed difficult to climb, it is made of a kind of large pine wood, and Cheng Jin's hands can't hold it at all, so he can only use his hands to exert force.
It's nice to be able to climb up to five meters high!
Li Chengfeng stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "Lu Guogong, your performance is already very good!" ”
"Haha, thank you for the compliment of the Eighth Prince!"
Cheng Biting Jin clasped his fists with both hands, bowed slightly to Li Chengfeng, and then touched his buttocks again, and limped back to his position.
Immediately afterwards, Li Chengfeng pointed to the dagger on the hanging beam, looked at the eldest grandson Wuyi, and said, "Eldest grandson Wuyi, you have taken a good look at this prince!" ”
"Hey!"
Li Chengfeng's calves jumped, and he actually jumped directly on the platform of Tingchao, which frightened the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.
Dare to do this in front of the emperor, I'm afraid that only the eighth prince Li Chengfeng is right?
Then, Li Shimin looked at Li Chengfeng with some concern, and said: "Feng'er, don't be strong, Lao Cheng has rough skin and thick meat, and can withstand throwing, if you break your body, I will be worried!" ”
All the ministers can hear that Li Shimin cares about and values Li Chengfeng very much.
But Li Chengfeng smiled lightly, shook his little head, and said, "Don't worry about me, father!" Eldest grandson Wuyi, you can take a good look, this prince infiltrated the Xuanwu Sect like this in the beginning! ”
"Light work, no one will reach the sky!"
Li Chengfeng's little feet stomped on the top of the platform, and when he touched it, Li Chengfeng's whole person rose into the air, like a carp crossing the dragon gate, flying towards the sky.
Soon, Li Chengfeng flew to the hanging beam, took off the dagger with his bare hands, and then landed firmly in front of the eldest grandson Wuyi.
Li Chengfeng shook the dagger in his hand and said, "Excuse me, do you have anything else to say now?" ”
Astonished......
Astound......
The civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty were speechless in shock by Li Chengfeng's light work.
Where is this jump, this is simply flying in the sky?
"Good, good, good!"
Seeing this, Li Shimin couldn't help but stand up directly from the dragon chair, and then clapped his hands and shouted three times.
The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty was still surprised.
"Oh my God, what did I see just now? The Eighth Prince, did he really fly in the sky? ”
"It's not that the old minister is dazzled, right? How did the Eighth Prince do this? Just like a bird, can it really soar ten meters into the air? ”
"Immortals...... Except for immortals, I don't know what words to use to describe the Eight Princes, is the Eighth Prince really an immortal? ”
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