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Chapter 439 Don't shrink back

Wei Zheng felt that it was unfair and he built the barbecue rack himself.
Why can you only eat one bunch?
"Your Majesty, what do you think?" Wei Zheng and the emperor suddenly said, pointing to the tent next to them.
"Hmm?" Old Li turned around and saw nothing.
After going back, I saw that there were ten skewers missing in front of me.
What a good guy, Wei Zheng, this immortal, dares to lie to him.
Still rob his meat skewers to eat?
Old Li can't bear it.
Just as I was about to get up and chase him, I suddenly sat down.
"Old Wei is so excessive, Your Majesty has tolerated it?" Zhao Chen said to Old Li with a smile.
Old Li didn't want to go up and beat Wei Zheng up.
But he knew that as long as he left, when he came back, the meat skewers would definitely not be mentioned, and probably the string would not be left behind for him.
Walk?
He won't be fooled!
"It's not easy for Wei Qing. Every time I've been tricked by you, I'll make him happy today."
"Come on, Guanyin maid, Ruoshuang, you eat more." Old Li and the two women shared the meat skewers in front of them.
I just don't give Zhao Chen one.
Zhao Chen felt extremely unhappy when he saw it.
"You eat, I'll get some for the students in the academy. I'll treat this fan as a reward." Zhao Chen took a deep breath and pulled out the fan that Lao Tzu had just snatched back.
Old Li bit the bamboo stick and bit it tightly.
That is the original work of Wang Xizhi!
Also, what does it have to do with his old head Li when it comes to barbecuing for the students of the academy?
He has to be paid.
This is clearly because Zhao Chen took revenge on him and said he cheated Wei Zheng just now?
...
"Old Wei, you're too much. Can you finish eating alone?"
In the camp, Cheng Yaojin chased Wei Zheng, thinking about sharing the dozen or so skewers in his hand.
Wei Zheng is not a good person either, he is running and eating.
Everyone in the camp was stunned!
Is this the minister in the court?
Why are their behaviors so weird?
"Haha, I've stopped you." Qin Qiong blocked Wei Zheng's way from the front.
They tried to grill skewers themselves just now, but they turned into black charcoal.
Seeing that Wei Zheng took so much, no one should take advantage of the situation.
"Wait - wait, I will share two skewers with you, but you have to promise me one condition." Wei Zheng bit the skewers in his mouth and said to the two of them.
"Then you're talking about it." Cheng Yaojin hugged his hands, looking full of confidence.
"Wait a minute, let me take a breath." Wei Zheng seemed to be out of breath.
Qin Qiong also stood there and looked at Wei Zheng quietly.
"Don't you two realize that boy Zhao is a little too much?" Wei Zheng said, chewing meat skewers in his mouth, but his face was filled with sadness.
"How is it too much?" Qin Qiong said with a smile.
"Look..." Wei Zheng swallowed a bite of the meat and bit another piece into his mouth.
"That boy Zhao..." Wei Zheng said one after another, but his mouth was not slow at all.
"Tell me quickly!" Cheng Yaojin seemed not to notice Wei Zheng's weirdness, and still asked about Zhao Chen.
"You said he has such good skills...Why————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————
"Old Wei, stop eating." Qin Qiong looked at Wei Zheng, as if he was a little aware.
"I'm going to give you hungry, so I'll eat some, I'll give you all later." Wei Zheng's expression stopped and he quickly returned to calm.
"Why did Zhao Chen go too far? You said!" Cheng Yaojin asked.
"It's...it's...it's hard to say." Wei Zheng was still pretending to be stupid here, but his speed was gone.
Seeing that the meat skewers in my hand were only four skewers left from eight skewers, I didn't even say this.
"Old Wei, don't eat it anymore." Qin Qiong found that Wei Zheng had never stopped talking.
If they continue to eat, they will have to eat bamboo sticks.
"This kid Zhao Chen is pretty good. I just said nonsense, hiccup-"
A long burp made Cheng Yaojin's face darker than charcoal.
Good guy, I am still waiting here for Wei Zheng to talk about Zhao Chen, so this guy is already full.
What is nonsense?
Just messing with them?
Let the two of them watch Wei Zheng finish all the skewers in front of him.
Sure enough, there is no good thing for civil servants!
Cheng Yaojin rushed up yelled and chased Wei Zheng and ran all over the camp.
...
"Gu—"
In Li Chengqian's tent, the sound of his stomach gurgling constantly came.
After all, the steamed buns are not hungry, not to mention that Li Chengqian didn’t eat much at all.
At this moment, I smelled the smell of meat from outside again, and my stomach was so hungry that I was croaking.
Du He covered her nose, afraid of sucking in a little bit of the meat fragrance.
It smells so good that he is afraid that he can't really bear it!
For a moment, Du He was wondering why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince insisted on being in trouble with Zhao Chen?
What's wrong with having a good relationship with Zhao Chen?
But after all, he just thought about it in his heart and didn't dare to tell Li Chengqian.
The relationship between Li Chengqian and Zhao Chen has been unable to be repaired since Cui Yan's death.
"Your Highness, do you want to eat some steamed buns?" Du He and Li Chengqian asked.
"No need, tie the tent tightly to avoid the disgusting smell coming in. Take a break early in the evening and hunt more prey tomorrow in spring." Li Chengqian waved his hand.
The smell of meat floating in from outside almost made him saliva.
"Your Majesty just said that there will be a poetry meeting tonight..."
"There is no poetry lesson? When is it now? Let's go and rest!" Li Chengqian interrupted Du He.
Du He didn't go out to tie the tent tightly, and he really wanted to let his saliva flow out.
Du He nodded, left the tent, and tied the tent tightly.
Li Chengqian was lying on the bed, listening to the sound of a rumbling sound in his stomach, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
...
After everyone had dinner, it was already late at night.
The poetry meeting was naturally not held.
Everyone returned to their respective camps to rest, leaving only the patrol guards and swaying torches in the camp.
The next morning, the loud trumpet sounds spread throughout the camp.
Today, spring hunting is about to begin.
Old Li put on bright armor. Not to mention, his big belly wrapped in the armor was not as ugly as before.
It's a bit domineering.
I don’t know if it was intentional, but Zhao Chen saw Lao Li’s head holding his nostrils towards him, and the corners of his mouth curled up, looking playful.
"The Tang Dynasty established a country with martial arts. The art of riding and shooting is the foundation of our civil and military generals of the Tang Dynasty. Today is the annual spring hunting day."
"I hope that the younger generation will strive to be the first and must not be behind!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Chen saw Lao Li look at him again.
Good, that's almost pointing at his nose and saying that Zhao Chen is huddling behind him!
"Zhao Chen, as my Duke of Datang County, don't let my expectations down this spring hunt."
Zhao Chen was cursing Lao Li in his heart, but he didn't expect this guy to just call his own name.
Chapter completed!
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