The old fairy is gone, and the old fairy is here again.

I went to the palace and didn't know what to say. When I came back, the old guy smiled so hard that his mouth was tilted. He waved his hand to the hundreds of soldiers who were temporarily staying in General Tiance's mansion: "Go to the warehouse behind, the thing in the palm of the thunder can take as much as possible."

After saying that, he looked at Li Chengqian provocatively, with a look of beating on his face as if he was coming to beat me, which made people unbearable to look at him.

Cheng Chumo felt very embarrassed, and his head was about to be inserted into his crotch.

On the other hand, Li Chengqian, who had been unfair to Lao Cheng, just tilted his mouth and tilted his head to Changsun Xiang, the transparent tool man next to him: "Take them over and let them take it."

Hey?

Cheng Yaojin, who got the warrant from Li Shimin, was stunned when he was confident and waited for Li Chengqian to be furious and then slapped the warrant on his face.

"What's wrong with you boy?"

"What's wrong?"

"You... aren't you angry?"

Cheng Yaojin looked at Li Chengqian up and down, and always felt that he seemed a little unnatural.

Shiliting himself just squeezed the boy's words, and this boy was like a hedgehog who was blown up with his hair, holding the thunder in his palm and wanted to die with him.

Now, I have someone to take things from him, and I can still take as much as I can, but I have no reaction at all.

This is very abnormal.

Li Chengqian smacked his lips helplessly and sighed, "Uncle Cheng, why are you all so prejudiced to me? In your eyes, am I the kind of person who is very difficult to talk to?"

Cheng Yaojin widened his eyes, are you talking?

If you have a disagreement, you will be able to talk to the person who wants to die with others.

As if seeing through Lao Cheng’s thoughts, Li Chengqian said leisurely: “How to say the thunder in the palm? It is definitely easy to use, but no matter how easy it is to use, it is still a dead thing. As long as there are raw materials, it will be made continuously.

But it takes sixteen years for a person to grow up. In this process, hunger, cold, disease, disaster, war... can make a living life disappear at any time.

Uncle Cheng, it is already difficult for the people to live just by themselves. It is better to die less on the battlefield.

So, I won’t stop you no matter how much thunder you hold, as long as you can take it away.”

The feelings are sincere and touching.

Li Chengqian's image instantly became extremely tall.

Know the general, understand the great righteousness, and be compassionate to the heavens and others.

Let’s look at Lao Cheng again….

Well, Old Fairy Cheng can't mess with you directly.

As a mature man, he naturally could see that what Li Chengqian was saying was not a lie. This kid really didn't care how much thunder he could take away.

This is outrageous.

You know, the current situation is that no matter how much he takes, Li Chengqian needs to prepare the same amount of things for the subsequent Yuchi Gong.

This means that he needs to create more thunder in his palms in the last few hours.

Such a simple truth is no reason to imagine that this kid is smart.

But why...

For...well?!

In the warehouse of General Tiance’s mansion, every ten thunders tied into a palm piled up almost the entire warehouse, and the number... Anyway, with Lao Cheng’s ability, it was not calculated in a short time.

Li Chengqian, who accompanied Lao Cheng over politely, looked inside and nodded with satisfaction: "Uncle Cheng, let your people move. If there is not enough here, there will be some in the warehouse next to you."

Cheng Yaojing: "..."

I'll move you uncle!

No matter how hard Lao Cheng's calculation is, he can see that the number of thunders in his palms in the warehouse in front of him is far more than 20,000, not to mention that there are unknown amounts of thunders in his palms in the warehouse next to him.

No wonder this kid is so generous that I can take as much as I can. It turns out that this kid is sure that I will not take much.

Hey, wait...

The expression of the stinky brat in his family just now... do you think I am embarrassed?!

Cheng Yaojin was very angry, Cheng Yaojin was really angry.

If it weren't for not being able to find that boy Cheng Chumo, he would have sold his legs apart at this time.

"Okay, okay, it's true that there are talents in the generation of the country. A new generation beats the old ones. His Royal Highness has a good method. My old Cheng is convinced this time."

The accompanying cavalrymen came to pick up things in turn. Cheng Yaojin and Li Chengqian were about to embark on the return journey and returned to the lobby in front. In front of the two were four cold, four hot and eight side dishes, plus a pot of warm three pulp.

Li Chengqian didn't answer his words, mainly because he was not easy to answer.

Be humble?

Li Chengqian is not Li Chengqian's character.

Admit it frankly?

Li Chengqian was really afraid that Lao Cheng would not be able to stand this stimulation.

He simply held a pot in his hand and put a cup on Old Chengman: "Uncle Cheng probably hasn't used food since the morning, right? It's not a tribute to me. I hope Uncle Cheng won't dislike him."

Cheng Yaojin was very proud of his face. He picked up the wine and drained it directly. He put down the wine cup and stopped Li Chengqian who was about to continue pouring wine for him: "We will march in the afternoon, and we can't drink any more wine."

Li Chengqian followed the sacred stolen and put down the wine pot: "Then let's have a meal. The brothers outside were taken care of by Changsun Xiang, and there was no shortage of meat."

Cheng Yaojin was not polite, and grabbed the chopsticks and ate, saying, "You won't blame me for not giving you face today, right? I, Cheng, don't hide it from you. In fact, it's a good thing to you or the Cheng family. In the past dynasties, those princes who are close to important officials in the court often have no good results."

This is the truth, and it is also the words of heart-to-heart talk.

When it comes to power, even if it is a biological father and son, there is no sympathy to talk about.

At the same time, Cheng Yaojin was also telling Li Chengqian that the Cheng family would never take sides, and would not choose to support Cheng Chumo just because he was close to him, hoping that he would not mislead himself.

Li Chengqian smiled indifferently: "Actually, Uncle Cheng doesn't say it, I understand the truth. Moreover, I have never thought about trying to win over anyone, nor do I need to win over anyone. The prince is my greatest reliance, right?"

Cheng Yaojin looked at Li Chengqian deeply: "It's good that you can see through this. I really hope to see the moment when you shine in the future."

With a smile, Li Chengqian didn't say anything else and sat quietly with Lao Cheng to finish the meal.

The war is about to go, and there is no eye on the battlefield. Even if there is thunder in the palm as a helper, it cannot be guaranteed to be foolproof. I hope Lao Cheng can be safe.

After all, he is a historical figure I like since I was a child.

Before Lao Cheng left, Li Chengqian solemnly called him and told him that after he went back, he would arrange for the soldiers who used the thunder in his palm to practice bomb drops for a period of time. Even if it was only practiced for half a day, it would be good for half an hour.

...

Days passed in a flash.

On August 28th, just dawn, the sound of horns came faintly above the head of Chang'an City.

The dark, depressing, and the clouds of war once again enveloped this majestic city destined to be recorded in history.
Chapter completed!