The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 439: Don’t shrink back

Wei Zheng felt it was unfair. He built this barbecue rack himself.

How come I can only eat one bunch?

"Your Majesty, what do you think that is?" Wei Zheng and the emperor suddenly said, pointing to the tent next to them.

"Huh?" Old Li looked back and saw nothing.

Looking back, I saw that the meat skewers in front of me were missing ten skewers.

Good guy, this old and immortal Wei Zheng actually dared to lie to him.

Still grabbing his meat skewers?

Old Li Tou couldn't bear it.

Just as he was about to get up and chase after him, he suddenly sat down again.

"Old Wei Tou went too far, and your Majesty just tolerated it?" Zhao Chen said to Old Li Tou with a smile.

Lao Litou didn't want to go up and give Wei Zheng a good beating.

But he knew that as long as he left, when he came back, the meat skewers would definitely not be meat, and he probably wouldn't even keep the skewers for him.

Walk?

He won't be fooled!

"It's not easy for Wei Qing either. He's been tricked by you every time. Let him be happy today."

"Come on, Maid Guanyin, Ruoshuang, eat more." Old Li Tou shared the meat skewers in front of the two women.

Just don’t give one to Zhao Chen.

Looking at it, Zhao Chen felt extremely unhappy.

"You guys eat, I'll get some for the students in the academy. This fan can be considered as reward." Zhao Chen took a deep breath and pulled out the fan that Old Li Tou had just snatched back.

Lao Li bit down on the bamboo stick and held on tightly.

That is Wang Xizhi’s authentic work!

Also, what does having a barbecue for the college students have to do with him, Old Li Tou?

You have to ask him to pay you.

This makes it clear that Zhao Chen is taking revenge on him for saying that he cheated on Wei Zheng?

"Old Wei, you are going too far. Can you finish eating by yourself?"

In the camp, Cheng Yaojin chased Wei Zheng, just wanting to share the dozen meat skewers in his hand.

Wei Zheng is not a good person either. He eats while running.

Everyone in the camp was dumbfounded!

Is this the minister of the DPRK?

Why are everyone behaving so weirdly?

"Haha, I stopped you." Qin Qiong blocked Wei Zheng's path from the front at some point.

They just tried grilling skewers themselves, but they turned into black charcoal.

Seeing that Wei Zheng took so much, no one should take advantage of him.

"Wait - wait, I will give you two skewers each, but you have to agree to a condition." Wei Zheng said to the two of them with the meat skewers in his mouth.

"Then you can tell me." Cheng Yaojin crossed his arms, looking confident.

"Wait a minute, let me take a breath." Wei Zheng looked like he was out of breath.

Qin Qiong also stood there and looked at Wei Zheng quietly.

"Don't you two think that Mr. Zhao is a little too much?" Wei Zheng said, chewing meat skewers with a sad look on his face.

"How is it too much?" Qin Qiong laughed.

"Look..." Wei Zheng swallowed a mouthful of meat and took another piece into his mouth.

"That boy Zhao..." Wei Zheng spoke one sentence at a time, but the speed of chewing meat in his mouth was not slow at all.

"Speak quickly!" Cheng Yaojin didn't seem to notice Wei Zheng's weirdness, and still asked about Zhao Chen.

"You said he has such good craftsmanship... um - why -" After taking another bite, Wei Zheng's eyes narrowed as he ate.

"Old Wei, please stop eating." Qin Qiong looked at Wei Zheng and seemed to be aware of it.

"I'm chasing you guys when you're hungry, so just eat a little and I'll give it all to you later." Wei Zheng's expression froze, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Why did Zhao Chen go too far? Tell me!" Cheng Yaojin asked.

"Just...just...I can't say." Wei Zheng was still pretending to be stupid, but there was no trace of speed in his mouth.

Seeing that there were only four skewers of meat skewers left in his hand out of eight, he didn't even say these words.

"Old Wei, don't eat anymore." Qin Qiong noticed that Wei Zheng never stopped talking.

If they continue to eat, they will have to eat bamboo sticks.

"Zhao Chen is a very good boy. What I just said was nonsense, burp——"

A long burping sound turned Cheng Yaojin's face black into charcoal.

Good guy, thanks to the fact that the two of you are still here waiting for Wei Zheng to talk about Zhao Chen, this guy is already full.

What is nonsense?

Just played a trick on them both?

Let the two of them watch Wei Zheng finish all the skewers in front of them.

Sure enough, none of the civil servants are good!

Cheng Yaojin roared and rushed forward, chasing Wei Zheng all over the camp.

"Gu——"

In Li Chengqian's tent, the sound of his stomach growling kept coming.

After all, the steamed buns were not very hungry, not to mention that Li Chengqian didn't eat much at all.

At this moment, I could smell the smell of meat coming from outside again, and my stomach was growling with hunger.

Du He covered his nose, fearing that he would inhale the smell of meat.

It smelled so good that he was afraid he couldn't stand it!

For a moment, Du He was thinking, why does His Highness the Crown Prince insist on having trouble with Zhao Chen?

What's wrong with being friends with Zhao Chen?

But after all, he just thought about it in his mind and didn't dare to tell Li Chengqian.

The relationship between Li Chengqian and Zhao Chen has been irreparable since Cui Yan's death.

"Your Highness, would you like some more steamed buns?" Du He and Li Chengqian asked.

"No need, tie the tent tighter to avoid that

The disgusting smell comes in. Go to bed early at night and hunt more prey in the spring tomorrow. "Li Chengqian waved his hand.

The smell of meat wafting in from outside almost made his mouth water.

"Your Majesty just said that there will be a poetry meeting tonight..."

"There is no poetry meeting, what time is it now, go and rest!" Li Chengqian interrupted Du He.

If Du He doesn't go out and fasten the tent tightly, he will really drool.

Du He nodded, left the tent, and fastened the tent tightly.

Li Chengqian was lying on the bed, hearing a growl in his stomach, and couldn't fall asleep despite tossing and turning.

After everyone had eaten, it was already late at night.

Naturally, the poetry meeting was not held.

Everyone returned to their respective camps to rest, leaving only the patrolling Forbidden Army and the flickering torches in the camp.

The next morning, the loud sound of the horn spread throughout the camp.

Today, the spring hunt will begin.

Lao Li wore bright armor on his head. Not to mention, his big belly was not as ugly as before when it was wrapped in armor.

Don't be too domineering.

Not sure if it was intentional or not, Zhao Chen saw Lao Li turning his nostrils towards him and raising the corners of his mouth in a playful manner.

"The Tang Dynasty relied on military force to build a country. The skills of riding and shooting are the foundation of our civil and military generals in the Tang Dynasty. Today is the day of the annual spring hunt."

"I hope that you, the younger generation, will work hard to be the first and never shrink back!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Chen saw Old Li Tou look at him specifically.

Darling, all I had to do was point at his nose and say, Zhao Chen is hiding behind him!

"Zhao Chen, as the Duke of Datang County, you must not disappoint my expectations during this spring hunting."

Zhao Chen was scolding Lao Litou in his heart, but he never thought that this guy would just name him.

This was good, everyone in front of them all looked towards me.

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