Chapter seven hundred and sixty third good scene father kind son filial piety
Isn’t this bastard talk?
That person who doesn't care about his life dares to say such a thing?
And sell the emperor's head separately?
Why don't you chop off your head and sell it?
Everyone cursed secretly.
Xun Sheng looked back and saw Li Ke holding the monkey glass and talking to Zhao Chen seriously.
The emperor was very angry.
He suddenly realized that no matter whether it was a son he raised or a son left outside, there really was no one he could worry about.
These guys were completely sent by God to piss him off to death.
Which son would say that he would sell his father's head?
What a joyful act of filial piety.
What a filial piety every day!
Zhao Chen didn't expect Li Ke to be so desperate.
Seeing the emperor looking over with a sinister expression, he quickly said to Li Ke: "Little Lizi, run away quickly. Don't come back if nothing happens in the next few years."
"Father...Father..." Before Li Ke could finish speaking, the emperor was chasing him out of the academy with a five-meter-long iron tong.
"What a loving father and filial piety, a touching scene." Zhao Chen sat on the chair and looked at the two chasing after him with a smile.
Li Ruoshuang looked at Zhao Chen's smiling face, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.
Zhao Chen clearly told Li Ke just now that the emperor's statue could be sold for a lot of money.
Even if it’s just a component, it’s a sky-high price.
In particular, the head of this statue was fired using special techniques.
Li Ke could not ask about making money from the statue's head.
Even if Li Ke was not caught and beaten to death by the emperor today, he should not think about appearing in front of the emperor again these days.
Otherwise, the emperor would not be able to rip off Li Ke’s head and sell it on the street!
After a long time, the emperor came back angrily.
He glanced at Zhao Chen unceremoniously, said nothing, and continued to uncover the remaining glass mold while squatting down.
The mold was peeled off piece by piece.
On the ground, there lay a glazed statue that looked like the emperor.
From the neck down, there is a bright yellow dragon robe, all the way to the feet, it is bright yellow.
In front of everyone's eyes, they clearly saw nine giant golden dragons on the dragon robes.
Even the boots on his feet were exactly the same as those usually worn by the emperor.
The bun on the head and even the traces of hair are clearly visible.
It is truly a replica of the emperor.
Not even a single flaw can be found.
No one has ever seen such an exquisite glass statue.
Except for the emperor's statue, there is no brilliance at all. It is just the same as the emperor.
"Okay...it's really amazing!" Fang Xuanling was shocked and helped the statue up together with the emperor.
The statue stood in front of everyone, and it was exactly the same height as the emperor!
"How could there be such a magical method in the world!" Wei Zheng rubbed his eyes fiercely.
He thought he was presbyopic.
Otherwise, why would the glazed statue of the emperor in front of me be so identical to the emperor!
"If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it would be unbelievable."
"The glazed statue looks exactly like His Majesty."
"This thing is definitely my most precious treasure of the Tang Dynasty!"
"The mold for this statue was polished by our husband himself, and the other molds were all made by craftsmen from the engineering department."
"Only Mr. has such ability."
"Unbelievable, really unbelievable!"
"No wonder that guy Li Ke said that the head of this statue..."
"You want to go to heaven? Your Majesty is already angry enough!"
There was endless discussion among the people.
Everyone's eyes were lingering between Zhao Chen and the emperor's statue.
"Boy Zhao, you have to paint these eyes for me. It won't work if you don't have the look!" Li Shimin held his own glass statue with one hand.
Wei Zheng wanted to feel the texture, but the emperor slapped him away.
But don't let others touch it.
Li Shimin himself kept rubbing it.
The smooth texture made the emperor really fall in love with it.
"Guanyin, do you want to touch it?" The emperor still remembered Empress Changsun.
I also wanted to share my happiness with Queen Changsun.
Queen Changsun naturally thought so.
If Wei Zheng's uncontrollable hand hadn't been slapped away by the emperor just now, she would have gone up and touched it.
The emperor has already opened his mouth to invite.
Naturally, he reached out his right hand and put it on the statue's shoulder.
Once it's warm and moist, it's like jade.
With just this contact, Empress Changsun understood in her heart that this was a truly good thing.
"Zhao Chen, why don't you burn a glass statue for your aunt sometime?" Queen Changsun said and looked at Zhao Chen with expectation.
She really likes this statue.
I thought that if I also had such a statue of my own, it would not be too happy.
"Zhao Chen, you see our uncles are so familiar with you, why don't you help us bake one too."
"Yes, yes, you need anything to make this glazed statue. Just ask, we will accept it."
"Even if I have to throw them all into the kiln and burn them, my uncles will admit it."
Cheng Yaojin was very fast. As soon as Queen Changsun finished speaking, he took over the conversation.
He also threatened to put Cheng Chumo and others into the kiln and burn them.
Cheng Chumo and others were not happy at that time.
Is there such a thing as a father?
My precious son doesn’t want it anymore if he says he doesn’t want it?
"Old man, if you talk like this, I won't let you die in the future!" Cheng Chumo muttered.
"I'm going to give you shit and you'll die for me!"
"Get out!" Cheng Yaojin now wanted to get a glass statue of himself.
How could he care about Cheng Chumo, a "filial son"?
Another heartwarming scene of "a loving father and a filial son".
Zhao Chen was so moved by them that he laughed out loud.
"Well, I'm hungry. I'm going to eat after tracing the eyes!" Zhao Chen stood up and took the brush from Li Ruoshuang.
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The emperor is very happy.
I didn't even have time to eat lunch, so I plundered several quilts and put them on the carriage.
He huddled in the corner of the carriage, surrounded by the glazed statues in front of him.
"Little bastard, be careful when you are driving the cart. If it gets damaged, I will have to cut some flesh from you to replace it!" shouted the emperor and Li Ke who was driving the cart outside.
Li Ke is a guy who only cares about eating but not fighting.
I was chased by the emperor all the way, thinking that the emperor had returned to the palace, so I bumped into the emperor who was about to go out without wanting to face him.
Now the emperor captured the young man.
The majestic king of Shu was reduced to a driver driving a carriage.
After a slight bump, the emperor scolded him half to death.
"I know...I know!" Li Ke pursed his lips and responded.
"Father, am I your son?" Li Ke's slightly aggrieved words came from the carriage.
Li Ke couldn't figure it out.
He just said a few bad words about Zhao Chen, but why was he chased half a street by the emperor with an iron tong several meters long?
Obviously what Zhao Chen said is more nonsense, okay?
How could I possibly say something like that!
But the emperor still chased after him to deal with it.
Li Ke deeply suspected that he had been picked up by the emperor from outside.
When you are angry, you are the emperor's sandbag.
Beat him up when he says, and tidy up when he says.
Li Ke felt that there was no one more pitiful than himself in the whole world!
"I can't help it. After all, if I chase Zhao Chen, he might beat me back..." The emperor's voice came faintly from the carriage.?