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

Chapter 4 Dozing off and sending pillow

After many twists and turns, Qin Huaiyu and others were finally able to enter the palace.

On the way, Cheng Chumo also introduced several of them to Qin Huaiyu, and Yuchi Baolin and others also knew Qin Huaiyu's identity.

When he found out that Qin Huaiyu was actually the eldest son of the legendary Duke Yi, he was even more shocked.

I didn't expect that this eldest son of Qin, who had seen the dragon but never saw its tail, would be so strong. He was worthy of being the son of Duke Yi!

Just when several people were communicating with each other, there was a lively scene in the Xiande Hall of the East Palace.

"Uncle Bao, your eldest son is really... interesting."

Li Shimin, who was sitting at the top, looked at the pile of weapons brought up by the guard sergeant, and looked at Qin Qiong, who was sitting at the bottom, with strange eyes.

In the position of the general, a man with a pale golden complexion was covering his forehead, and the obvious blood had spread to his neck.

Shame, shame!

Qin Qiong wailed in her heart, wishing she could burrow her head under the table.

"Hahaha!"

Next to Qin Qiong, a strong man with a beard laughed and patted his shoulder.

"Second brother, I think you are also a brave general who has won the championship of the three armies. Why is this eldest nephew so afraid of death!"

Hearing Cheng Yaojin's words, Qin Qiong was even more ashamed and angry.

"Your Majesty, I will deal with that traitor immediately!"

Qin Qiong stood up suddenly. This Xiande Hall can no longer accommodate anyone!

"and many more!"

Li Shimin also stood up and said, "As a young man, it is normal to think too much. There is no need to be so harsh."

"It's almost time. Everyone, please follow me to the main hall. It's time for the banquet."

"Yes, I obey."

The emperor had said so, and Qin Qiong could not refute it, so he could only follow Li Shimin.

But he had already made up his mind. When he got home in the evening, he would show that unruly son what it means to be a filial son under a stick!
But Qin Qiong, who was walking in front, didn't notice at all that there was a misplaced person behind him, looking at him with a rather unkind look.

in the main hall.

Qin Huaiyu took Cheng Chumo and the others to a corner, took a lot of things and started eating.

After integrating Lu Bu's template and practicing the Nine Yang Manual, Qin Huaiyu's appetite increased greatly, and his stomach was like a bottomless pit.

But the benefits of eating more are obvious.

His skill increased visibly with the naked eye, and his brute strength also increased. This made Qin Huaiyu deeply understand that it is not unreasonable for the poor to be rich in literature and the rich in martial arts.

"Boss, do you want to go play in the back?"

Du He looked at Qin Huaiyu with a wicked smile and said.

Because he admired Qin Huaiyu's military power, he also called the boss along with Cheng Chumo and acquiesced to Qin Huaiyu's organizational status.

How could this second generation, who was full of sensuality and fearlessness, need to take care of so much? After all, his family's title had nothing to do with him, and his father's attention was basically on his eldest son, Du Gou.

He will probably live his whole life as a princess and then wait to die...

"What are you going to do in the back?" Qin Huaiyu said without raising his head: "There is good food and drink here. Isn't it delicious?"

"There is a beauty!" Du He whispered furtively.

Qin Huaiyu paused, looked up at Du He seriously, and said, "Women will only affect the speed at which we draw our swords!"

Hearing this, Cheng Chumo, Yuchi Baolin and others immediately stood in awe.

Sure enough, (Boss/Brother Qin) is so strong for a reason!

Fang Yiai, a brainless martial artist, saw Qin Huaiyu's eyes gleaming with gold, which made Qin Huaiyu tremble and quickly moved his butt to the side, fearing that there would be a cuckold halo around his head.

Qin Huaiyu, however, had a serious look on his face, but he was already cursing in his heart.

Can't you bastards force me to go see the beautiful woman?

It’s Changan’s top second generation, bah!
The depressed Qin Huaiyu took a hard bite of the chicken leg as if looking at his enemy who hated his wife.

"His Majesty is here!"

Not long after, amid the loud reminder from the chamberlain, Li Shimin, wearing a golden round-collared dragon robe, walked in with great strides.

In the envious eyes of other ministers, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin and other close followers followed closely, which fully demonstrated their unshakable status in the hearts of this generation of emperors.

Qin Huaiyu also stood up. When he saw Qin Qiong following behind, he glared at him fiercely and touched the back of his head in confusion.

I'm here, why is this old guy still angry?
After thinking for a long time, Qin Huaiyu couldn't figure it out and could only attribute the reason to the early menopause of his old man. "See Your Majesty!"

When Li Shimin sat down, everyone stood up and saluted.

"My dear friends, there is no need to be polite. Please sit down."

Li Shimin smiled and seemed to have no airs.

The ministers sat down one after another, but the atmosphere was not as lively as before, and they all began to feel restrained.

Qin Huaiyu just raised his head and glanced at the young man in the dragon robe. After becoming familiar with him, he continued to eat and drink.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him, he is just here to go through the motions.

"Hey, boss, don't eat it."

After taking a few bites, Yuchi Baolin next to him quietly slapped Qin Huaiyu's waist.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Huaiyu looked at Yuchi Baolin doubtfully.

"Hey!"

Yuchi Baolin glanced in a certain direction.

Qin Huaiyu looked in the direction prompted by Yuchi Baolin and saw a thin middle-aged man enthusiastically exchanging cups with the people around him.

That honest look gives people an extremely simple feeling.

"That's Zhang Liang." Cheng Chumo said.

"The old guy just looked at us secretly several times. He's afraid he's targeting you, boss. You have to be careful."

Yuchi Baolin also followed suit.

"Soldiers will block you, and water will cover you." Qin Huaiyu said nonchalantly: "If he really offends me, I will let him know what villain revenge is, from morning to night!"

During the banquet, it seemed that the atmosphere was too dull, and the person sitting at the head table stood up.

"Your Majesty, I see that all the ministers and their heirs are here today, and it is a beautiful time. Why not let everyone have a literary fight here, which can be regarded as adding to the elegance of today's banquet. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Someone started, and everyone looked at Li Shimin, wanting to see how the new emperor would react.

"That is Sun Wuji, the eldest son of Qi State."

Knowing that Qin Huaiyu was not familiar with the minister, Cheng Chumo next to him introduced him to him very thoughtfully.

Qin Huaiyu nodded and remembered his face in his mind.

On the dragon chair, Li Shimin was also moved when he heard the words, and said: "With wine and no poetry, it is indeed a bit less elegant."

"That's what the auxiliary machine said."

Seeing that Li Shimin agreed, the civil servants present became excited. This was a great opportunity to show their faces in front of the new emperor.

Many people looked at Changsun Wuji with gratitude.

"Old fox." Cheng Chumo curled his lips.

Yuchi Baolin's face also darkened: "That's right, it's clear that he won't let us play with him."

"Um, do you know poetry?" Fang Yiai looked at Yuchi Baolin curiously.

"will not."

Yuchi Baolin shook his head confidently.

"cut!"

Several people sneered at the shameless Yuchi Baolin with contempt.

On the other hand, Qin Huaiyu was a little excited. He was originally thinking about where there would be a good opportunity to stand out, but he didn't expect someone to throw a pillow at him when he fell asleep.

"Boss, do you want to come?" Cheng Chumo asked excitedly.

"Boss, do you still understand poetry?" Du He looked at Qin Huaiyu in surprise.

"Understood."

Qin Huaiyu said modestly.

Then he turned to look at the field and said meaningfully: "Chu Mo, the real protagonist is often the last one to appear."

Cheng Chumo nodded as if he didn't understand.

And Qin Huaiyu knows very well that although it is vulgar to praise and suppress others, it is a time-tested and enduring kingly way.

Wait until they have touted No. 1, and then you can stand up and be bullied, and then you can better reflect your own excellence.
(End of this chapter)