Datang: God-level Choice

After only three quarters of an hour, the old blacksmith had already built everything he needed according to Qin Huaidao's request.

It was just four ring-shaped pieces of iron, each with eight holes and thirty-two short iron nails.

He then tied Qin Huaidao's BMW to a tree on one side, lifted the horse's hoof from the side, flattened the slightly cracked hoof, and nailed it one by one. It was an easy task for the old blacksmith.

Soon, all four horseshoes were nailed, and it took no more than a quarter of an hour before and after.

"Okay, Xiner, wait a moment in the palace, my son will go to the palace and rescue him soon."

"Remember, no one is allowed to divulge the absolute secrets of the Yiguo government."

Qin Huaidao jumped on the BMW, comforted the BMW who had just put on new boots and was a little uncomfortable, and soon the horse ran away.

All that was left was the sound of hooves.

And the little girl's face is full of admiration at this moment, and the son is really the most powerful.

In the hall of the Ministry of War, everyone was already waiting a little drowsy.

"One hour is almost here, Mr. Qin, if he doesn't come, he will be late."

Changsun Wuji seemed to remind him kindly.

If it can't be completed as scheduled, it's a big crime to deceive the king!

"Isn't there still time, why should Mr. Zhangsun be in such a hurry?"

Cheng Yaojin said carelessly: "Your Majesty, it's not me who is bragging, my nephew is a rare talent and beautiful jade, both civil and military, and his looks are also first-class and handsome. By the way, what else is there to praise."

"You illiterate old man."

Li Er was immediately amused by Cheng Yaojing, waved his hand and said, "I'll know right away if I can, and you don't need to brag over there."

"Hey, Your Majesty, isn't this old minister caring about your nephew? You used to educate the old minister a lot to care more about the next generation."

Seeing that Li Er was not angry, Cheng Yaojing immediately hit the snake and followed the stick and said: "If my nephew succeeds, I don't think anyone else is needed, so I will marry Princess Changle to him, it happens to be the best match. a pair."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Zhangsun Wuji coughed heavily.

What the hell, Mr. Cheng, it's not your son, why are you active over there?

There is only one Princess Changle. If the promise is given to Qin Huaidao, what will happen to my son? Is it possible to carry a pillar and go there?

As for Lao Qin, who is a parent, the old god was standing there all the time, as if he didn't hear anything.

He clearly wrote that his son is much smarter than himself.

Although he was surprised that Cheng Yaojin was so eager to tout his son today, it was a good thing anyway, and Lao Qin didn't bother to ask more.

Lao Qin is just being honest. He knows when he should say more and when he shouldn't.

Princess Changle, the daughter-in-law, was given a death order by Mrs. Zhang. If she couldn't come back, Lao Qin would sleep on the floor by himself in the future.

Chapter [-] Had to Obey

In the hall, Cheng Yaojin and Changsun Wuji were staring at each other, when suddenly there was a crisp sound of horse hooves outside.

"How about it, my nephew has arrived as promised, and there is still a quarter of an hour."

Cheng Yaojin was proud of himself.

"It's just that people have arrived. The problem may not be solved. This old man should take a look. What is Qin Huaidao's ability?"

Chu Suiliang snorted coldly.

He is also an old official of the Qin Palace, but he has not been very proud of it all the time, so he simply hugged the thigh of the eldest grandson Wuji, and was able to gain a foothold here again.

Cheng Yaojin looked at Chu Suiliang disdainfully, no wonder he couldn't get along, Li Er is still there, what kind of limelight you are, you really think that a green onion on your nose is a da elephant.

At this moment, Li Er had already come directly to Chengtianmen Street outside the Ministry of War.

During the Zhenguan period, the Ministry of War and other six departments were subordinate to the Shangshu Province, and the six departments were crowded together to work, which was not actually spacious.

Everyone quickly followed, but saw that Li Junxian was commanding a group of Yulin army soldiers, and scattered a bunch of weapons such as swords, spears, swords and halberds on Chengtianmen Street.

On the other hand, a tall horse with a white body, under the control of Qin Huaidao, ran happily on the streets sprinkled with various weapons, stepping on all kinds of sharp weapons along the way, but it had no effect.

Everyone was stunned, how did this happen?

What method did Qin Huaidao use to make the horse's hoof withstand the ravages of all kinds of sharp weapons.

Even sharp weapons can be directly stepped on without damage, and ordinary wear and tear is naturally more of a problem.

This time, even Li Er opened his eyes in surprise, and quickly waved at Qin Huaidao.

"Your Majesty, please forgive Wei Chen for galloping horses in the imperial city."

Qin Huaidao jumped off the horse from a distance, led the horse to Li Er's side, and bowed his hands.

"It doesn't matter, Aiqing can really keep the horse's hoof from being damaged?"

Li Er curiously circled the horse for a long time, except for the sound of the horse's hoof hitting the ground, which was different, like an iron tool, but he didn't notice anything unusual, and immediately turned his attention to Qin Huaidao.

As for the rule of dismounting in the imperial city, Li Er didn't take it seriously at all.

And Li Jing, Cheng Yaojin, and the others gathered around one after another, ignoring the etiquette of monarchs and ministers.