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

Cheng Jun immediately put down his teacup and said, "Minister Changsun, what business do you have with me at my residence?"

Changsun Wuji did not respond, but looked at Cheng Zhong and said:

"It's a bit cold in here, go get me a coat."

It was late autumn, and he was only wearing a light undergarment, which made it difficult for him to cope with the increasingly cold weather.

Cheng Zhong hesitated and said, "Duke of Qi, my household doesn't have any clothes suitable for you..."

Changsun Wuji waved his hand and said, "Any clothes will do."

Cheng Zhong then agreed and quickly brought him a servant's robe.

Changsun Wuji didn't think much of it, and while putting on his servant's clothes, he said:

"I came here today to find out what exactly you're up to? How did you manage to persuade His Majesty to dismiss me from my post?"

Without hesitation, Cheng Jun replied, "This is the process of elimination."

As he spoke, he explained the key points of the process of elimination to him.

Changsun Wuji frowned and said, "Since the morning court session ended, there has been no earthquake. What if there is no more earthquake? Wouldn't you be lifting a stone only to drop it on my foot?"

Cheng Jun shrugged and said, "What have I lost?"

"..."

Seeing Changsun Wuji's face darken, Cheng Jun chuckled dryly and said, "Just kidding."

"Based on my observation, this earthquake will not stop tomorrow."

Changsun Wuji countered, "What if?"

Cheng Jun retorted, "Can't you hope for something better for yourself?"

Changsun Wuji said with a stern face, "I didn't have to worry about these things; it was you who made me worry!"

Cheng Jun retorted, "That's not right. It wasn't me who advised His Majesty to dismiss you from your post; His Majesty did it himself. What does it have to do with me?"

Changsun Wuji choked on his words, almost forgetting that this kid was famous for his non-stick pans. Coming to confront him would be a waste of time.

Just as he was about to speak again, suddenly, the whole house shook.

Changsun Wuji was not nervous at all; on the contrary, he showed a look of joy.

The earth shook...

Cheng Jun smiled and said, "Aren't you worried now?"

Changsun Wuji didn't give him a friendly look, staring at him and saying, "I'll let it go this time, but don't let it happen again, or I will definitely not let it go."

After saying that, he stood up and was about to leave the house.

Just as he reached the door, a burly figure with a thick beard, wearing a purple official robe, and resembling a silverback gorilla suddenly appeared in front of him.

The other person was taken aback at first, then his eyes widened, and he kicked Changsun Wuji, cursing:

"Where did this stranger come from?!"

Changsun Wuji was kicked back a few steps and sat down on the ground with a thud. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he came to his senses and said angrily:

"Cheng Yaojin, you dare kick me?!"

Cheng Yaojin stood at the door, looking as if he had only just noticed Changsun Wuji, and walked over in surprise to help him up, saying:

"What are you doing here, Assistant Master? Why are you wearing my servants' clothes all of a sudden? I thought a thief had broken into the house!"

Changsun Wuji's face flushed red as he glared at him. He didn't believe Cheng Yaojin was unaware that a thief had broken into the house; it was clearly intentional. He angrily said:

"We've only met once, how could you not recognize me? You clearly kicked me on purpose!"

Cheng Yaojin frowned. "Nonsense! I didn't see it clearly at all!"

Just as Changsun Wuji was about to unleash a torrent of curses, he heard Cheng Jun's voice behind him:

"Minister Changsun, this is called ignorance is no excuse, please don't take it to heart."

Changsun Wuji glanced back at Cheng Jun, who had just stood up and whose physique resembled a silverback gorilla, then looked at Cheng Yaojin in front of him, and said with a stern face:

"gone!"

The Cheng family father and son are a perfect pair: one is always right, and the other dares to kick him. Together, they are both scholarly and martial.

If Cheng Yaojin attacks him again, and Cheng Jun covers for his father, he'll get beaten up for nothing.

Staying here any longer would only bring trouble, so Changsun Wuji decisively left with a dark face.

"Cheng Zhong, see the guests out!"

Cheng Yaojin didn't waste any words and directly asked Cheng Zhong to escort him, then looked at Cheng Jun and asked, "What's going on?"

Cheng Jun shrugged and said, "They've come here to interrogate me."

Cheng Yaojin raised an eyebrow and said, "What crime did he commit? It's not like you asked His Majesty to dismiss him from his post."

Cheng Jun said, "That's exactly what I mean. I feel so wronged."

Cheng Yaojin snorted, sat down, and said, "I took some time to come back this time because I wanted to tell you about Changsun Wuji's dismissal from office, but I didn't expect him to get there before me. I should have known better than to come back. I'm so tired... There's tea? What a coincidence, I'm so thirsty right now."

As he spoke, he picked up his teacup.

Cheng Jun was about to stop him when he saw Cheng Yaojin gulp down a mouthful of liquid.

"puff!!!"

The next second, Cheng Yaojin spat it all out, put his hands on the ground, bent over and dry heaved violently.

Cheng Jun had already hidden to the side, avoiding his tea-spitting out, and walked over to pat him on the back, sighing as he said:

"Dad, why are you in such a hurry?"

Cheng Yaojin's face, which had been dark from gagging, turned red. It took him a while to recover. He didn't even bother to wipe his mouth, staring in horror at the tea on the table. "What is this stuff? It's so strong!"

Cheng Jun said, "It was tea brewed by Princess Chang Le."

"Look, that whole bucket is full."

He pointed to the wooden bucket next to the table and then explained to him why Changsun Wuji had brought the bucket over.

Cheng Yaojin, having recovered somewhat, looked at the tea on the table with a hint of fear and clicked his tongue in amazement:

"Is this something a human could cook?"

Cheng Jun remarked with a sigh, "Perhaps this is talent."

Cheng Yaojin turned to look at him and asked, "Have you had it?"

Cheng Jun shook his head and said, "I didn't drink it."

Cheng Yaojin said, "Would you like to try some?"

Cheng Jun decisively replied, "I refuse!"

Cheng Yaojin glared at him and said, "If you're not going to drink it, why are you putting it on the table?"

Cheng Jun solemnly replied, "I used it to pay tribute to Changsun Wuji."

Cheng Yaojin asked, "Has Changsun Wuji drunk any?"

Cheng Jun thought for a moment and said, "It seems he had already drunk before he arrived, so when I toasted him, he didn't drink."

"If he doesn't drink, then I have a good reason not to drink either."

"I just didn't expect that you, Father, would drink it..."

Cheng Yaojin pursed his lips, remained silent for a few seconds, then turned around and roared towards the outside, "Cheng Zhong!!"

Cheng Zhong hurried over, taking three steps at a time.

Cheng Yaojin picked up the wooden bucket and handed it to him, saying, "Send this to Chumo and Chuliang, and tell them it's a reward from the Empress. Tell them to drink as much as they want!"

Cheng Zhong responded and left with the wooden bucket.

Cheng Jun smirked to himself. He was the one who corrupted the Cheng family's corrupt practices...

That day, Cheng Jun was engrossed in reading a book in the room.

There were three more earthquakes that day.

Since they were all minor tremors, Cheng Jun didn't leave the house at all.

As dusk fell, Cheng Zhong suddenly came to him, his expression grave, and said:

"Sanlang, someone from the palace has arrived."