This made Li Shimin anxious, and he wanted to trade one for one with me.

Cheng Jun raised an eyebrow as he watched Feng Deyi swing the ivory tablet over.

If I tell you to hit me three times, do I mean you should hit me with something?

If you keep playing like that, I won't be so polite!

Cheng Jun decisively extended his palm.

Feng Deyi wanted to embarrass Cheng Jun in front of everyone, so he showed no mercy.

He felt his hands suddenly go empty.

The next second, Feng Deyi saw that Cheng Jun had already grasped the ivory tablet in his hand and was swinging it toward his face. His eyes widened in terror and his expression turned horrified.

The ceremonial tablet suddenly rose and struck Feng Deyi's black hat.

boom!

The black hat flew off Feng Deyi's head in an instant.

Feng Deyi was both shocked and furious. He glared at Cheng Jun, who was holding a ceremonial tablet, and shouted, "Cheng Jun, you broke your promise!"

Cheng Jun retorted, "How did I break my promise?"

Feng Deyi said, "You told me to hit you three times, and you've only hit me once, and you're already fighting back?"

Cheng Jun retorted again, "Lord Feng, did I tell you to use your scepter to strike me three times?"

Feng Deyi retorted, "You didn't say I couldn't hit you with a scepter!"

Cheng Jun spread his hands and said with a smile, "Well, I didn't say I couldn't fight back."

"..."

The hall was silent. Li Shimin held his forehead, intending to stop this farce.

Before he could speak, Cheng Jun slowly raised two fingers and said, "Lord Feng, I keep my word. If I say three strikes, I mean three strikes. But I must remind you, you can only use your fists and feet, not anything else."

"Then you're not allowed to fight back!"

"I will never fight back!"

After Cheng Jun finished speaking, he pointed to his chest and said seriously, "Come on, hit me here, it hurts the most here."

Outside the hall, Ma Zhou suddenly remembered something upon hearing this, and immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, lowering his head as if afraid of making a sound.

But his shrugging shoulders and flushed face were enough to show how much he was suffering.

Inside the main hall, no one noticed Ma Zhou's unusual behavior; all eyes were on Cheng Jun and Feng Deyi.

When everyone saw that Cheng Jun was once again instructing Feng Deyi on how to do things, their expressions became strange.

This kid really knows how to drive people crazy...

No wonder Wang Gui was sent to the Imperial Medical Bureau; anyone would have been unable to tolerate such treatment.

"Shuzi!"

Enraged, Feng Deyi raised his fist and slammed it heavily into Cheng Jun's chest.

boom!

Cheng Jun took a step back, his expression calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Ah..." Feng Deyi's expression changed, and he clenched his fists and squatted down on the ground in pain.

What are you carrying in your arms?

Feng Deyi's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Cheng Jun and growled.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Cheng Jun raised his hand and took out the bronze mirror hidden in his bosom.

It has to be said that the bronze mirror was very useful; this was the second time it had helped him take a punch.

Feng Deyi's voice trembled, "You're carrying a bronze mirror, and you still want me to hit you?"

Cheng Jun asked in confusion, "Only sons listen to their fathers. I'm not the father, so why are you so obedient, Lord Feng?"

"Can't you have a little self-respect? Can't you hit me somewhere else? Why don't you hit my face? There's nothing to cover here."

Cheng Jun pointed to Feng Deyi's leg again and said, "If all else fails, you can kick me with your legs. I said you can use your fists or feet. Fists are fine, feet are fine too. If you kick me with your feet, nothing will happen."

"Can this old man even kick it?"

Feng Deyi was furious.

He's sixty-one years old!

Cheng Jun said innocently, "I already told you that hitting me here would hurt the most. You clearly heard me, but you still hit me. That's your problem, not my fault."

So the pain wasn't directed at you, but at him... Everyone looked at Cheng Jun with even more strange expressions.

Feng Deyi turned to look at Li Shimin, who was sitting on the dragon throne, and said excitedly, "Your Majesty, Cheng Jun made fun of this old minister, and right in front of you!"

"He had a bronze mirror in his pocket, yet he made the old minister strike him three times. Clearly, he was ostensibly acting on imperial orders to reconcile, but in reality, he was provoking the old minister. He had the bronze mirror in his pocket, yet he didn't utter a word just now. This is tantamount to deceiving the emperor!"

Li Shimin frowned deeply. Any goodwill he had towards Feng Deyi had vanished when Feng Deyi had just struck Cheng Jun in the face with his scepter.

But it must be said that Feng Deyi's words did make sense. He glanced at Cheng Jun and asked:

"Minister Cheng, explain yourself. Why are you carrying a bronze mirror in your bosom?"

Cheng Jun cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I forgot to bring my scepter to court today. I was reminded by Doctor Wen, and when Ma Zhou took me to get the scepter, I saw a bronze mirror."

"Ma Zhou told me that Doctor Wen once said that as officials who speak out, censors should pay the most attention to their appearance. I think Doctor Wen wanted to tell the censors a principle: only by being upright can one be upright in reasoning."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yanbo gave him an approving look and said, "Your Majesty, I can testify for him."

Li Shimin glanced at him, nodded in acknowledgment, and then looked at Cheng Jun, waiting for him to continue.

Cheng Jun continued, "After hearing about the bronze mirror, I had some insights, which is why I brought this bronze mirror with me. I wish to advise Your Majesty to be like this bronze mirror."

Your reasoning is ridiculous... Li Shimin narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want me to be able to withstand a beating, or do you want me to be as cunning as you?"

"neither."

Cheng Jun solemnly said, "Your Majesty, I want to tell you that a bronze mirror can straighten one's clothes, history can reveal the rise and fall of dynasties, and people can serve as a mirror to understand one's gains and losses."

"Your Majesty, I hope you will preserve these three mirrors to prevent any mistakes you may make."

Cheng Junlang said in a loud voice, "I will also use my words as a mirror to help Your Majesty discern right from wrong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Shimin's eyes lit up instantly.

The military officers were overjoyed and exclaimed:

"well said!"

Fang Xuanling pondered his words and exclaimed in amazement, "Nothing could be more profound than these subtle words!"

"At such a young age, he can say such profound things."

"Your Majesty has a discerning eye for talent; we are filled with admiration!"

The civil officials also chimed in at this point.

Li Shimin was all smiles. Cheng Jun was the censor he had chosen, and saying these words in front of everyone really boosted his prestige, making yesterday's censor selection even more meaningful.

Li Shimin said with a smile, "Minister Cheng, what you said is very good, I accept your advice!"

Cheng Jun cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty is wise!"

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

Inside the hall, civil and military officials in purple robes all bowed in greeting.

Li Shimin's gaze swept across their faces. Among so many people in the hall, only Feng Deyi's expression was unpleasant.

Li Shimin said calmly, "Minister Feng, you heard it too. Cheng Jun's words clearly weren't premeditated."

"Besides, you've already hit him twice, more than Cheng Jun hit your son. I think we should just let it go for the last hit."

Feng Deyi said unwillingly, "Your Majesty must not show favoritism towards him!"

"I am favoring you!"

Li Shimin glared at him, "You've already suffered twice, why don't you learn your lesson!"

Cheng Jun suddenly said, "Your Majesty, I believe that we should also let Duke Feng deliver the final blow."

This kid's got a pretty strong sense of revenge...

Li Shimin frowned, looked at Feng Deyi, and seeing that he was determined, he had no choice but to nod, "Alright then."

Cheng Jun stood in front of Tingzhu, his shoulders relaxed and his arms hanging naturally at his sides. Facing Feng Deyi, he solemnly said, "Lord Feng, come here."

Feng Deyi asked warily, "Do you have anything else on you?"

Cheng Jun said, "Absolutely not."

Feng Deyi decisively threw a punch.

Cheng Jun remained calm and watched him rush over. When the two were only inches apart, he suddenly turned to the side to dodge Feng Deyi's punch.

Feng Deyi immediately opened his eyes wide.

Li Shimin and the ministers in purple robes also widened their eyes.

It should be noted that Cheng Jun was standing in front of Tingzhu, with his back against Tingzhu.

Cheng Jun's move put Feng Deyi and Tingzhu face to face.

Feng Deyi had thrown a punch with too much force in his anger, and now he couldn't stop himself, watching helplessly as he crashed into Tingzhu.

boom!

Feng Deyi's face slammed into Tingzhu, and with a thud, blood splattered from his nose. Then, like a sack of potatoes, he collapsed to the ground with a thud and didn't get up for a long time.

"..."

Inside the Liangyi Hall, there was an instant silence; you could hear a pin drop.