Datang: Married Princess Changle at the beginning

Cheng Chumo waited for the brothers and sisters to react.

They rushed forward to stop Li Er from beating his father.

"Huh? Is he really your father?"

Li Er frowned.

He looked at Cheng Yaojin who was beaten up by him strangely.

At this moment, Cheng Yaojin's mouth was swollen, and his face was bruised and purple.

It really looks like a pig's head.

"Your Majesty, it's really my old Cheng."

"Are you deliberately looking for an excuse to beat my old Cheng?"

Cheng Yaojin escaped rarely, and looked at Li Er with an aggrieved tone.

He felt that it was Li Er who hit him on purpose.

"Hey, is there any?"

Li Er coughed dryly, and looked at Cheng Yaojin disdainfully.

Immediately, Li Er looked at Yang Fei and walked towards Yang Fei.

Chapter 088

Li Er rushed towards Yang Fei and the two angrily.

In the presence, that is, Yang Fei and Princess Changle did not try to persuade the fight.

It wasn't until Li Er came to the big table that the two stood up and saluted.

"I have seen my father."

"Meet Your Majesty."

Princess Changle hurriedly pulled Yang Feili.

Her face, which was sweating profusely from eating and flushed all over, was very cute.

Li Er nodded expressionlessly.

Come to the big table and examine the meats.

"Well, you Cheng Yaojin, you have slaughtered another cow!"

"I caught you personally this time, what else do you have to say?"

Li Er slammed the beef in his hand on the table, roaring angrily.

He decided to teach Cheng Yaojin a lesson this time.

Otherwise, countless innocent cows will die in Cheng Yaojin's hands in the future.

"Your Majesty, you are wronged."

"The cow died accidentally."

"I, Old Cheng, didn't kill him on purpose."

Enduring the pain in both sides of his mouth, Cheng Yaojin quickly ran to Li Er to cry for grievances.

His mouth is swollen because of eating millet pepper, and he still hasn't recovered yet.

Coupled with Li Er's two punches just now, Cheng Yaojin's current appearance is very funny.

"Accidental death?"

"How did you die unexpectedly?"

Li Er snorted coldly.

What about an accidental death.

Isn't that an excuse that Cheng Yaojin's family came up with?

Li Er wanted to hear what weird reason they came up with this time.

"Your Majesty, you don't know that this cow died of excessive grief..."

Cheng Yaojin said with a sigh.

He also talked about the cow that gave birth three months ago.

Li Er was stunned for a moment.

Died of too much grief...

Li Er's face couldn't stop twitching.

What are the reasons for this?

When did cattle have such rich emotions?

Why don't you say, you just killed a man who looks like a cow?

Li Er looked at Cheng Yaojin with green eyes.

Seeing Cheng Yaojin's expression of wanting to be beaten, he couldn't help kicking him.

This time Cheng Yaojin responded in time.

When Li Er's kick came, he jumped one meter away with a whoosh.

"Your Majesty, it will hurt." Cheng Yaojin said aggrievedly, covering his face that had been beaten by Li Er.

"pain?"

"Did I ever tell you that my hands hurt too?"

"Stand still, I promise I won't kill you!"

Li Er sneered.

Step by step, he approached Cheng Yaojin.

Li Er was really angry.

Recently, he was so busy with the possible battle with Tuyuhun that his head was about to explode.

Not only do you have to work hard on the war, but you also have to consider the issue of food and grass, and there are other aristocratic families who are eyeing.

In order to have money to buy food and grass all over the country, he asked Yang Fei to borrow half a year's profit from Tianxia Bookstore.

Fortunately, Cheng Yaojin, not only didn't worry about anything, but also happily slaughtered cattle for various reasons to enjoy.

Don't you know that one cow is the object of many fields?

Every time a cow is lost, he, the emperor, has to worry about an extra portion of food.

"Your Majesty, please speak up if you have something to say."

"Don't touch your hands or feet, it will be bad if you are hurt." Cheng Yaojin backed up again and again, and at the same time, he said in fear with his hands in front of him.

Li Er stopped.

He looked at Cheng Yaojin with an even uglier face.

"You said I would get hurt?"

"Well, Cheng Yaojin, you still want to fight back!"

"Stop, if you take another step back, I will put you in the sky prison and enjoy one hundred and eight kinds of torture!"

Li Er's voice became hoarse.

The tone full of imperial majesty made Cheng Chumo and his brothers dare not go up.

Cheng Yaojin was also panicked, he just stood there and didn't dare to move, for fear that he would really be put into the sky prison.

You are not joking, this is not a joke.

It's okay to make a joke usually, but if His Majesty is angry, it's not a joke.

Only the emperor is allowed to set fire, and the Duke is not allowed to light lamps.

Cheng Yaojin sighed in his heart, and looked at Li Er who was walking step by step in fear.

His Majesty Li Er's face was gloomy and ugly, and when he came to Cheng Yaojin's body, he was punched and kicked.

He felt that his punishment was light enough.

If it weren't for the fact that Cheng Yaojin was the founding hero, he would have been the first group of people to follow him.

Now it's not about punching and kicking, but going directly to the dungeon for two years and then coming out.

Killing cattle on the grounds of grief over death.

For this reason, it is estimated that Cheng Yaojin's family can come up with it.

Cheng Yaojin was beaten so loudly that he didn't dare to resist at all.

I don't know if it's really painful or intentional, anyway, the cry is no different from killing a pig.

Everyone stared blankly.

While my heart was chilling, I also felt goosebumps soaring up.

After all, a middle-aged man beat another middle-aged man like a child.

This style of painting, even Yang Fei's second life, is the first time I have seen it.

I don't know how long it took.

Li Er was finally tired.

Panting, he sat next to Princess Changle.

"I'm exhausted, I haven't felt so comfortable in a long time." Li Er said with a sigh.

He has been busy with state affairs recently, and he seldom exercises.

Coupled with the fact that there are so many concubines in the palace, the body is a bit overwhelmed.

This time, he beat Cheng Yaojin hard, and felt his body relax a lot.

However, although Li Er was relieved, Cheng Yaojin beside him was in pain.

Especially after hearing Li Er's words, he felt like vomiting blood.

Watching His Majesty Li Er sitting in front of the big table.

Cheng Yaojin's eyeballs rolled again, and a trick came up in his heart.

He walked towards Li Er briskly.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry. If you get angry, your body will be bad."

Cheng Yaojin spoke with a charming smile.

While speaking, he winked at Yang Fei desperately.

Yang Fei was puzzled, not knowing what he wanted to do.

But Cheng Yaojin's appearance made him want to laugh uncontrollably.

Soon, Yang Fei knew what he wanted to do.

Cheng Yaojin took a pair of new chopsticks, picked the fattest piece of beef and put it into the spicy part of the mandarin duck pot.

During the process of blanching, he deliberately let several pieces of millet pepper stick to the beef.

"Your Majesty, this is a newly invented way of eating, I guarantee you will like it."

Cheng Yaojin grinned.

He clamped the piece of fat cow to Li Er's mouth.

"Hmph, take it away."

"I want to lead by example, and I will never eat the bull that died unjustly."

Li Er snorted coldly.