Chapter 1457： : Cheng Zheng's suffering, building momentum

With Li Shimin's applause, all the people present woke up from the shock.

Their eyes turned towards the arena, and the boy in white clothes Shengxue actually defeated the Tubo prince just like that.

You must know that in order to defeat him, the ministers at all levels have thought of countless ways and found many people who are called geniuses.

As a result, without exception, they were all easily defeated by the Tubo prince who passed out on the ground in front of him.

Even the ministers could see that, compared with the martial arts that the Tubo prince showed just now, the previous duel with those people was more like a cat-and-mouse game he was playing, and he didn't use his full strength at all.

Everything before was like a pavement for this time, and Li Chengfeng was like a **** descending to earth in the eyes of the great Tang ministers.

If it was rumored that Li Chengfeng's martial arts skills were outstanding before, how could he not be shocked by seeing them with his own eyes now.

"The talent shown by the eighth prince before, coupled with such powerful martial arts! This is the blessing of my Tang Dynasty!" Wei Zheng murmured.

Du Ruhui on the side looked straight at him even more. Earlier, he thought that Li Shimin's decision to make Li Chengfeng the crown prince was just a whim.

Now it seems that Li Chengfeng is simply the best candidate for the crown prince.

He glanced at Wei Zheng who was at the side, and secretly decided in his heart that when the right opportunity came, he must write a letter to ask His Majesty to order the East Palace!

The difference from the two is that the envoys from Tubo are all furious.

I thought that the third prince of my family would definitely win this competition, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

The few people couldn't care about the envoy's etiquette at this time, and they rushed to Huqi Timur to check his injuries.

After snorting and confirming that Huqi Timur's life was not in danger, the envoys felt relieved.

They turned their heads to look at Li Chengfeng who was still on the ring, and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Datang is now in full swing, they wanted to take advantage of Li Shimin's just conquest of the Turks, to put some pressure on Datang.

But who would have thought that there would be such an eternal emperor as Li Shimin in the Tang Dynasty, and there would be such a talented junior.

If this continues, the situation in Tubo will be precarious after Datang cleans up the Turks and frees up their hands.

Several people looked at each other, and a icy coldness flashed in their eyes!

Among the few of them, there is also a strong man in the realm of a master. If he kills Li Chengfeng when he is not prepared, can he fight for a tomorrow for Tubo?

Several people looked at Li Shimin who was staring at them with a smile at this time, and this idea was quickly rejected in their hearts.

The previous martial arts competition was a competition among juniors, if they make a move, the masters of Datang will definitely appear.

The Tang Dynasty is located in the Central Plains, and the Li family is a long-established family. How can there be no priests with high martial arts skills.

It would be fine if they succeeded in attacking and killing, but if they failed, it wouldn't be a trigger for future wars.

They cannot and no one can bear the crime of instigating war!

"Emperor Tang, let's remember what happened today, and leave!" Several people picked up the unconscious Huqi Timur and were about to walk out of the garden.

Before they had gone a few steps, hundreds of guards in armor rushed out from the other side of the garden and blocked their way.

Li Chengfeng on the ring slowly walked in front of several people, and said in a cold voice: "I trouble you to bring this sentence to the Tubo emperor. If you do this today, I, Da Tang, will remember it!"

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Three days later, Li Chengfeng was playing ns with Li Lizhi and his daughters at home.

After the martial arts competition in the back garden, Li Chengfeng reported the fact that someone in the court secretly smuggled supplies to Tubo.

Puzhou is adjacent to Chang'an, if Li Shimin didn't know about it, he wouldn't believe it even if he was beaten to death.

He was too lazy to ransack the house and arrest people, and left everything to Li Shimin.

On the low table at the side, Li Shimin was playing mahjong with Wei Zheng, Du Ruhui and Cheng Yaojin.

"Batong!" Cheng Yaojin, with a gray beard, said in a low voice. He has already lost three hundred taels of gold today.

As a clean and honest Duke, this money is enough for his family to spend a lot.

It wasn't that he was stingy, it was just that he was the only one who lost after fighting for a long time, which made him who was already grumpy how could he bear it.

If it's like this, it's fine, he can bear it, the key is that the two ministers Wei Zheng and Du Ruhui beside him have been snickering and never stopped!

"Nonsense!" Li Shimin smiled and pushed the mahjong tiles in front of him with a smile.

At this point, Du Ruhui and Wei Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed heartily.

"Don't play, don't play, I'm going to drink the fine wine of Feng Boy!" Cheng Yaojin gave the only fifty taels of gold left on him, and left the poker table.

He took a sip of Moutai wine that Li Chengfeng had set up on the Eight Immortals table, squinted his eyes and looked at Li Chengfeng who was playing a game.

He had heard about what happened in the garden of the palace before. At such a young age, whether it is in terms of intelligence or force, the genius boy described him as inferior.

If the disappointing grandson in his family was like this, he would also be satisfied.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojin walked up to Li Chengfeng who was sitting in front of NS in two steps, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Boy Feng, don't play for now. Can you do me a favor?" Cheng Yaojin said softly.

Li Chengfeng turned around and said with a smile: "What is Lu Guogong talking about, it's okay to say things that the boy can help."

Cheng Yaojin nodded, and said slowly: "My grandson is about the same age as you, how about I want him to practice martial arts with you?"

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Two days later, apart from Li Lizhi and his daughters who often came to the King's Mansion, there was another couple of boys and girls.

The young man among them is Cheng Zheng, the grandson of Cheng Yaojin, and the young girl is Cheng Yu, the jewel in Cheng Yaojin's palm.

Although Cheng Yu is a daughter, she has a tough personality and is even more diligent in martial arts.

His father hoped that he could enter an official career since he was a child, and asked him to learn various classics and poems. How could he have undergone such a level of training.

After half a day, the clothes on his body were completely soaked His whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Originally, he only wanted to be an eloquent politician, but who would have thought that today he would end up in such a situation because of his grandfather's whim.

When he was complaining secretly in his heart, Li Chengfeng's voice sounded in his ear again.

"Don't think about it, your family has been in the army for three generations and your elder brother has already served in the military department, so you still want to be a civil servant?" Li Chengfeng said softly.

This understatement fell on Cheng Zheng's ears like thunder.

Li Chengfeng could actually hear what he was thinking in his heart, this is simply a fairy trick!

He no longer dared to be lazy in the slightest, and practiced little by little according to the moves taught by Li Chengfeng.

Not far away, Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin were drinking tea in the gazebo.

"Your Majesty, since you want to build momentum for the Eighth Prince, it's better to set up the East Palace as soon as possible!" Cheng Yaojin, who has always been careless, said solemnly.

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