Start the Tang Dynasty: The descendant of Wei Wu from the Qin Qiong family!

Chapter 190 The story of ghosts and ghosts
"Your Majesty, how about... the veteran comes to grind the ink?"

Kong Yingda was still unwilling to give up and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, Your Majesty, your dragon body is precious, so I, Old Cheng, should do it!"

When Cheng Yaojin saw someone making the move, he immediately started to grab it.

"Get out of here!"

Li Shimin slapped Cheng Yaojin's big furry hand away and scolded with a smile: "You fool, you can still sharpen ink?"

"Why can't this happen!"

Cheng Yaojin said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Your Majesty, don't underestimate me, Old Cheng. We, Old Cheng, are also a man of culture. You can tell from my name!"

"I really don't see how your name Cheng Yaojin sounds like a cultured person."

Changsun Wuji said calmly.

"Master Changsun, this is wrong." Qin Huaiyu turned around and said, "My uncle Cheng is not called Cheng Yaojin."

"That's right, Cheng Yaojin is just a pseudonym I took when I was traveling around the world. It's just that time has passed and everyone has forgotten my real name."

Cheng Yaojin said, took out the official certificate from his arms, opened it, and showed it frontally to several people.

"Look, my old Cheng is not called Cheng Yaojin, my name is Cheng Zhijie!"

Cheng Yaojin emphasized heavily.

Everyone came over to have a look.

Ah!
Good guy!
It really is!
"I didn't expect that you, Cheng Yaojin, actually come from a wealthy family." Changsun Wuji looked at Cheng Yaojin in surprise.

After all, people who can give names with certain meanings are most likely either from wealthy families or from poor families.

Almost no ordinary people would be willing to pay someone to help them choose a name.

Because it’s easy to make a living with a low reputation.

"That's right, I, Old Cheng, am not bragging to you. Our ancestors in the Cheng family also produced outstanding people..."

As Cheng Yaojin said this, he moved his feet towards Qin Huaiyu without leaving any trace.

Then with a "swish", relying on his flexible body skills that he had practiced martial arts for many years, Cheng Yaojin squeezed the others out, and he squeezed to Qin Huaiyu's side.

"Hahaha!"

Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly: "You are a bunch of idiots. I, old Cheng, bluffed you just by talking."

"Cheng Yaojin, get out of my way!"

"If you don't let me, I won't let you!"

The dignified court officials started to tear each other up like street shrews.

"stop!"

Li Shimin shouted softly: "You are all important officials of the imperial court, how can you behave like this!"

"Your Majesty, please punish me if you are found guilty!"

These old guys are all human beings. As soon as they hear that the emperor is angry, don't worry about Sanqi 21 kneeling down to apologize as soon as possible.

"All right, all get up."

Li Shimin put the inkstone down and said, "Okay, you can splash ink now, so hurry up and do it."

Seeing Li Shimin's urging, Qin Huaiyu could only pick up the pen and start writing quickly on the paper.

"Not bad."

Li Shimin stood on the side, looking at Qin Huaiyu's handwriting with great satisfaction.

Although he likes Wang Xizhi's calligraphy the most, Qin Huaiyu's calligraphy also has extremely high reference and learning value for him.

"Why do I feel like this guy's calligraphy has improved again!" Kong Yingda beside him said in a low voice.

"I think so." Fang Xuanling nodded.

Only Changsun Wuji had a bit of horror in his eyes.

This boy's skills in both civil and military skills are already shocking. I didn't expect that he would also have such excellent calligraphy!

"I really don't know what else Qin Xianzi doesn't know."

Changsun Wuji pretended to be emotional and said: "Now even if you say that Qinxianzi is a god who has refined elixirs and is about to lift up the clouds, I will probably believe it." After hearing this, Qin Huaiyu looked at Changsun Wuji. His eyes suddenly became a little colder.

This old guy is doing tricks again.

"Where in this world do gods come from?"

"The so-called theories of gods and ghosts are just explanations made up by people's minds to explain phenomena they do not understand. They think they are reasonable explanations."

Qin Huaiyu's words immediately attracted Wei Zheng's approval.

"I agree with that!"

Wei Zheng has always looked down on those who worship gods and ghosts, and it is better to seek help from others than from yourself!

"How does Mr. Qin know that there is no true god in this world?"

Changsun Wuji smiled and asked: "There are some things that I would rather believe than that they don't exist."

"If there really are gods and ghosts in this world..."

Qin Huaiyu looked around and sneered: "Then the emperor in this world shouldn't be the so-called immortal cultivator?"

"With a raised hand, the earth was shaken. When the time came, a slap came down and a mountain peak was moved away. Then, the mountain peak was thrown down from the top of the palace with a raised hand."

"At that time, how can anyone in the world be able to compete with him for the throne?"

"Even the hundreds of thousands of troops that the imperial court relies on can be destroyed with just a wave of hands!"

In my previous life, I read so many online articles about cultivating immortals, and I was always stunned to scare people like them.

Li Shimin thought about what Qin Huaiyu said, and then shuddered.

"It seems that what Qin Huaiyu said has some truth." Li Shimin said hesitantly.

"Maybe the immortal will be kind."

Changsun Wuji wanted to fight Qin Huaiyu.

Queen Changsun beside her looked at Changsun Wuji with eyes that gradually became disappointed, and then became extremely determined.

"If the immortals were kind, they would not make the people of this world miserable."

"If an immortal has no desires, why do he still ask for immortality?"

"If there are really so-called immortals in this world, then it will be your turn to be the most popular minister here, Duke Qi!"

Qin Huaiyu asked a few questions in a row, blocking all the other questions Changsun Wuji wanted to ask.

Changsun Wuji's face turned green and white for a while, and finally he could only grit his teeth and argue: "You don't understand what an immortal is. No matter how much you say, it's just talking nonsense."

"Oops!"

Qin Huaiyu's temper suddenly rose.

"Lord Changsun, although I don't know how to cultivate immortality, I have a smart and imaginative brain."

"What do you mean?"

Changsun Wuji mocked: "Do you want to say that you are smart enough to come up with a cultivation method that allows people to ascend in the daytime?"

"Is there still a top-quality elixir for immortality?"

Hearing this, Li Shimin, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and others' eyes lit up.

Pill, what a good thing!
"As for the method of cultivating immortals, I really don't know how to do it, and I can't create it."

After Qin Huaiyu said this, Li Shimin's eyes suddenly dimmed.

"But, I can make up stories!"

Qin Huaiyu smiled proudly: "When I get back, I will write a short story about gods and ghosts, so that Lord Changsun can see what a bizarre world is!"

"Really? I'm really looking forward to it."

Changsun Wuji sneered at Qin Huaiyu's words.

A few people were immersed in Qin Huaiyu's mutual ridicule when they suddenly heard Wei Zheng roar:

"Put it down!"

"Old man Cheng, stop it!"

(End of this chapter)