The generals snorted coldly one by one.

The faces of the ministers were also ugly.

The envoy of a small country actually looks down on the Tang Dynasty?

"Li Aiqing ......" Lao Li was very annoyed by Ju Wenwen's style, but because of the face of the Son of Heaven, he still endured Ju Wenwen's arrogance.

"Your Majesty, on the junior brother of the Cutting Circle Minister, no one dares to recognize the second in the Tang Dynasty." Li Chunfeng all bearded, "It's better to let the minister's junior brother answer the Gaochang envoy." ”

"Quasi-play." Lao Li just wanted Cheng Huailiang to make a move, it didn't matter if he hit him a few times, it was a big deal to beat Cheng Huailiang in front of the envoys, and everyone was even.

"Your Majesty, there are no ready-made books, but there is one wat board minister made of bamboo." Cheng Huailiang's words were extremely cold.

Bang Bang Bang ......

When everyone was angry, Cheng Huailiang picked up the wat board in his hand and slapped it directly on Ju Wenwen's face. The bow is opened left and right, and the beating is crackling, and the sense of rhythm is full.

In the blink of an eye, the corners of Ju Wen's mouth flowed with scarlet blood, and several teeth even splashed on the ground.

"I know why I didn't beat you?"

Cheng Huailiang grabbed Ju Wenwen's collar, seemed to be a little puzzled, and slapped a few more times at Ju Wen's red and swollen face.

The black fat man looked at Li Chunfeng very suspiciously, and scolded Lao Cheng, "Old Pifu, I didn't have time to ask just now, when did your son worship Grand Master Xihua Cheng Xuanying as a teacher?" ”

"How do I know!" Lao Cheng glanced at the black fat man Wei Chi Gong, "The disobedient son was expelled from the house by me." Everything he did had nothing to do with Lao Cheng. ”

"It's okay for you to go to my house to sit down. Since the disappearance of Chu Mo and Chu Bi, my stupid son knows all day long that he is bored at home and brushes the horse lance, and he has no interest at all. What if...... "The black fat man's eyes widened, "In case I meet Cheng Xuanying, I will be surprised to see that my son's bones are a good material, and I will take it as a disciple...... Hehe, it's enough for me to blow for a lifetime. ”

"The old man has kicked him out of the house." Lao Cheng looked at the black fat man with disdain, for the sake of his stupid son, he didn't want to lose his face, "It's not that Baolin doesn't know Huailiang, so I'll go to Chengjiazhuang if it's okay." ”

Alas!

The black fat man sighed, "Isn't it embarrassing, Chu Mo and Chu Bi, Yan Guoxiao and Li Yinhuan went to the border, he was seriously ill in bed at the time and didn't go with him, and he always felt sorry not to go." always said that if he went with him, at least he could protect them and not go missing. ”

"Let Li Changsi go to Baolin." Lao Cheng was so angry that his face was crooked, "Do you still need to teach such a simple thing?" ”

The black fat man nodded, "That's all there is to it." ”

"Do you know why the little master beat you?" Cheng Huailiang picked up the wat board and raised his hand, and twitched his already red and swollen face.

"Woo woo woo ......" Ju Wen was so drawn that he couldn't even speak, and screamed at Lao Li.

"Your Majesty, this bastard said he didn't know." Cheng Huailiang raised the wat board at the time, "You still have to fight, and there is filial piety under the stick." ”

Bang Bang Bang ......

This time Cheng Huailiang didn't slap his face this time, he really couldn't speak when he was slapping his face, this time he was spanking his ass, which was very rhythmic, "Ju Wenwen, in Datang, children are disobedient, and they basically have to be spanked." That's how my dad taught me. Look at me...... A veritable first talent in Chang'an City. ”

The skin was opened, and the wat board was cracked, so Cheng Huailiang threw away the wat board and bowed to Li Shimin.

"Your Majesty, Gaochang Guomu is disrespectful and despises my Tang Guowei, and the minister suggested that he directly look at this bastard's head and hang it outside Chang'an City to show the public!"

Lao Li was very cool, rubbing his hands together.

Gaochang country, the land of projectiles. But let Lao Li be like a fish in his throat. The reason why the Sunshine Avenue in the Western Regions can't be opened is because this nail is nailed there.

But Lao Li has never had a good excuse, so this matter has been dragging on.

Cheng Huailiang bowed the text, and the imperial historians wanted to impeach.

Everyone understands that the two countries are at war without slashing each other. can look at the bloody wat board on the ground, and look at the angry Li Chunfeng, the imperial historians feel that it is better to forget it.

Be reasonable, don't say that they can't afford to mess with the old god stick, even the three giants of Wenchen have to give face to the old god stick.

Cheng Huailiang will not be stupid enough to beat up foreign envoys, adults always need a reason, especially in the court.

Lao Li showed a slight unnoticed smile: Could it be ...... Could it be that this bastard is looking for an excuse for me to go to war?

The eldest grandson Wuji is Lao Li's eldest brother, and it can be seen from Lao Li's excited eyes that this is the look that Lao Li can't help but show every time he wants to fight on the eve of a battle.

"Cheng Huailiang! Why beat the envoys? ”

Lao Li was hypocritical, although his tone was very righteous and righteous, but his eyes had already betrayed him, "I can't tell the reason, I will punish you for the death penalty." ”

"Your Majesty, this person harbors evil intentions. He actually came to Datang to make a block for you. ”

Cheng Huailiang kicked Ju Wenwen's shoulder, "The circle cutting technique was written as early as the previous dynasty, and Mr. Zu Chongzhi has calculated it very accurately. You can ask my senior brother, in all dynasties, the calculation basis of Qin Tianjian is the ancestral rate. ”

"Your Majesty, what the minister's junior brother said is right, they all use the ancestral rate." Li Chunfeng arched his hand.

"Cheng Aiqing, go on."

"Your Majesty, the simplicity of things is often the most practical. The minister can be counted to death, but with so many digits, he can't use it at all. Ju Wenwen came here to humiliate the Tang Dynasty, humiliate the Manchu Dynasty civil and military, and humiliate you. ”

Lao Li was very angry, "Humiliation? Why humiliation? Cheng Huailiang said it well, I can't be unknown and unknown, and be chilled by people who harbor evil intentions. ”

"Your Majesty, the circle cutting technique is the accumulation of talents from generation to generation in the land of my Central Plains. Gao Changguo asked me to reorganize the rounding technique. Isn't this questioning Datang's talents? Questioning the culture of the Central Plains? ”

Cheng Huailiang said loudly, "Your Majesty, this is Gao Changguo questioning Your Majesty's inability to employ people, saying that you are not worthy of being the emperor of the Tang Dynasty." ”

I'm rough!

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were completely shocked, and the Cheng family bastard really dared to say, how shameless are you to say these words? What about the exchange and development of the two countries, which is said to be close to each other, mutual assistance and mutual love?

Poof!

Ju Wen suddenly knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowing, because he was beaten, it was inconvenient to speak, and he couldn't say a word.

"Your Majesty, this is a quibble."

Cheng Huailiang's face darkened, and he kicked at Ju Wen again, "Ju Wen, do you have "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" in your country?" Can there be "Ancestral Rate"? ”

Ju Wen nodded at first, then hurriedly shook his head.

Bang!

Cheng Huailiang kicked Ju Wen out more than a meter away.

"Is there any?"

Cheng Huailiang picked up the bloody wat board on the ground, and Ju Wen was so frightened that he immediately curled up on the ground with his head in his hands.

"Yes...... Yes...... There was ......"

Ju Wen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, like a chicken catching rice.

"Have you ever doubted the "Ancestral Rate"?" Cheng Huailiang raised the wat board in his hand.

Ju Wen hurriedly shook his head.

"Then you came here to find the Tang Dynasty Emperor to reorganize the rounding technique?" Cheng Huailiang's eyes widened, and he looked at King Kong with angry eyes, "What is your intention?" ”