Li Shimin's chopsticks fly like flying, whether it's soybeans or bamboo rat meat with skin, they all taste so good that they fly.

Although Li Ke and Fang Jun also wanted to be fast, they really didn't dare to compete with their elders in the face of the pressure of the two big brothers.

Cheng Chubi was not much better, after all, Fang Zhu, who had just been cut back, was lying not far away.

Knowing that Uncle Li would also jump over, he was determined to hide Fang Zhu first.

It makes Lao Tzu not confident in speaking now, alas...

It's just that Li Shimin lowered his chopsticks a bit faster, and Cheng Chubi couldn't help but weakly reminded him as he watched the less and less bamboo rat meat in the pot.

"Uncle, don't just eat meat, we..."

"Huh?" Li Shimin stared at this guy with some unhappy eyes.

Then he took his eyeballs and glanced at the few square bamboos that were still not far away.

The meaning is very clear. Your kid has smashed several square bamboos. Why are you not happy to eat your bamboo rat meat?

Seeing Li Shimin's appearance, Cheng Saburo, who was grasped by the handle, hurriedly lay down in the wind, and said with a flattering smile.

"My nephew means you don't just eat meat. Although bamboo rat meat is good, it is too greasy. At any rate, try some garlic and pat on cucumber to relieve the greasy..."

Li Yuan saw this scene and was so happy that he almost squirted out the essence of the wine in his mouth, this kid...

Although Li Shimin didn't want to pay attention to this kid, he finally took the chopsticks and slapped the cucumber into the mouth to relieve the greasiness.

Indeed, I was a bit eager to eat, but I have to admit that the taste of this big mouse is so fragrant, the soybeans are also fragrant and crisp, and the wine is first-class.

The atmosphere gradually returned to normal, but there were a lot of people who came to eat free meals today.

After the meal, everyone felt a sense of unfulfilled intentions.

However, hearing Cheng Chubi's words and dealing with the bamboo rat was quite troublesome, and Li Shimin was too embarrassed to continue, leading the greasy-faced and red-faced girl to her feet.

Li Yuan, the old man who ate from start to finish, was full of wine and food, and walked away contentedly.

Watching this family drift away, watching the pot with few soybeans left.

Cheng Chubi touched his half-full belly and sighed helplessly.

"Brother Chubi, don't you want to stop the whole pot for supper?" Li Ke was also very interested. This thing is fried on a small fire, and it is fragrant.

"What are you anxious about? We don't know how long we will stay in this Jiucheng Palace. There are so many bamboo rats here. Raise them first."

Cheng Chubi walked to the three jars and looked at the bamboo rats with fat heads and stupid faces.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten the danger, and they were quietly gnawing on the square bamboo in the jar.

"It's all eaten all at once, how will the rest of the day pass?"

"To live, you must know how to keep flowing water..."

Hearing what Brother Chubi said, Li Ke touched his belly, sat back down to the side of the pot in frustration, and began to take the chopsticks to pick up the garlic and pat the cucumber to drink.

At any rate, try to get rid of the greasiness and try to eat more tomorrow.

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"Brother Cheng San...I'm here again..."

"Yeah, the Weichen is participating in your Highness, and I don't know what your Highness is here."

"It's okay, I just came to see the bamboo rats. I think they are very cute."

"Brother Cheng San, you see this bamboo rat is silly, why don't we eat this one today?"

"..."

"Brother Cheng San, come and take a look, look at the fattest bamboo rat, motionless, is it sick?"

"Or, let's eat it, otherwise it would be a pity to die."

"..."

Another day.

"Brother Cheng San, come and see, they are fighting."

"Brother Cheng San, they are so bad, why don't we eat them?"

"..."

Another day.

I thought that today I should be able to take a good rest, and by the way, let those less and less bamboo rats nourish the fat Cheng Chubi.

I saw the lovely little princess Li Mingda who was very energetic, and beside him was a kindly smiling and energetic Majesty the Supreme Emperor.

Walking towards this side leisurely again, Cheng Saburo fell weakly on the cool couch.

I feel that this lovely Princess Jinyang will not stop eating the bamboo rats...

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"Hey..." The Association sighed for a long time, broke a dead branch with his big hand, and threw it into the bonfire in front of him.

Looking at the bonfire in front of him, the association rate sighed.

Several days have passed, but Li Shimin stayed in the 90% palace all day.

I didn't even consider going out for a long time, which made the association rate very irritating.

After all, if you want to use this little manpower around you~lightnovelpub.net~ to forcibly break into the Jiucheng Palace, it is not impossible.

But the question is, can you rush to the Jiucheng Palace before the elites of Yamashita Zuowei's camp.

Killing Tang Emperor Li Shimin in the Jiucheng Palace, which was not too small or weak, was the biggest difficulty.

On the grass in front of him, there is a defense plan for the Jiucheng Palace that the Temple House has worked so hard to get.

In the Jiucheng Palace, there are almost two hundred elite guards.

In addition, there are two hundred elite guards guarding the palace wall and patrolling Miyagi.

The best way to attack and kill Emperor Li Shimin with the help of the East Turkic warriors in his hands is to sneak attack instead of being hard-headed.

However, Emperor Tang stayed in the Jiucheng Palace for a long time, and there was no other way to go besides trying to get together with his nephew.

The association rate is considering how to try to sneak into the 90% palace.

Those Turkic warriors who went to hunt game around all returned with loads of grin.

After all, lurking in the mountains all day long, and if they don't have some game to come back to fight the tooth ritual, they are almost going crazy.

The association rate raised his eyelids and glanced at the warriors who had returned, but did not see Azan and Guge.

But he didn't care, and continued to study the deployment map.

At the same moment, Azan, who was checking the trap they had set up earlier, raised his hand to stop Guge's footsteps.

Then he pointed to the front. Guge looked in the direction of Azan's fingers, his eyes widened exaggeratedly.

What did he see? He saw a feather all over his body, the color of flames, and the crown of his head showed a beautiful and noble golden yellow.

The back and neck are dotted with blue-green feathers, the tail feathers are slender, and the color is rich and brilliant.

"Well, is this a sacred bird?" The rough master Guge swallowed nervously.