"Cheng Sanlang, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you come up to this old man soon..."

After Li Shimin boarded the hanging basket, he turned his head, but saw Cheng Sanlang still looking around in the distance, and shouted unwillingly.

"My father-in-law, wait for my son-in-law, there is still a piece of equipment that can reach the sky... here it is, Cheng Fa, give it to me quickly."

Cheng Chubi was about to explain, when he saw Cheng Fa running towards him with a big package on his back, he quickly raised his hand to take it and threw it on his shoulder.

Just like that, he strode into the bamboo basket and threw this thing into the hanging basket.

"Third young master, the third young master didn't find the cloak..." Cheng Fa was a little anxious, but before he finished speaking, Cheng Sanlang couldn't wait to ask someone to release the leash and start going up to the sky.

Li Shimin and Zhao Kun glanced at the thing together, but after hearing Cheng Sanlang's order to lift the anchor and ascend to the sky, they diverted their attention.

"Brother, what kind of warm things did you buy for His Majesty and the third son?" Cheng Da couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Li Ke, who was not far away, couldn't help but strain his ears to eavesdrop.

"The main thing is that the third son has not stayed in the office here for a long time, so there is no heavy winter clothes at all. I was thinking about keeping warm, so I went to Uncle Ji and made three quilts..."

"Hey hey..." A strange laugh suddenly came from Li Ke's mouth, and then Li Ke bit his lip hard.

I can't laugh, and I must not let others know that I was imagining my father and brother Chu Bi shivering in the world wrapped in a quilt, so that I lost control of my emotions.

"Brother Wei De, you have a runny nose again..." Fang Jun on the side reminded this brother Wei De with a face like a crown of jade, but his nose was flowing endlessly.

"..."

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Throughout the whole process, the performance of the Great Tang emperor was not much better than that of his own son Li Ke.

At the beginning of ascending to heaven, oh no... when ascending to heaven, the whole person was so excited that he almost trembled.

Zhao Kun, the head of his personal bodyguard, was not much better either, his whole body seemed to be swaying, and his face was even a little blue.

This made Cheng Chubi a little suspicious that the head of the bearded guard had a fear of heights, but seeing his resolute gaze that even if I die, I will die in this hanging basket, Cheng Chubi gave up his plan to persuade him to go down .

Since he is a personal person, if he doesn't stay by His Majesty's side, won't he lose his role?

At this moment, Li Shimin's attention has been completely attracted by the rising hanging basket, and he is looking at the steaming big iron stove fixed in the hanging basket.

He kept asking Cheng Sanlang how high he was now, and why he didn't hurry up, because he wanted to fly higher.

Cheng Chubi could only patiently tell the Tang emperor that this was artificial control, and if he wanted to free himself, he had to chop off four traction ropes.

But in that case, only God knows where the fairy basket will fly, and it is not clear if it is accidentally hoisted into the Yellow River.

If I really want to chop off four ropes and let myself fly, I am afraid that I will be forcibly deducted points for my image of the wise and mighty emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

As the civil and military officials under their feet gradually turned into ants, the Cheng's University, which seemed to occupy a vast area, now seems to be just a small frame on the chessboard of heaven and earth.

And the gigantic, majestic and majestic city of Luoyang, the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty, looked even more exciting in his eyes at this moment.

"This is the great river and mountain of my Tang Dynasty, hey, my son-in-law, that is the Ziwei Palace in Luoyang City.

Hey, that seems to be a few bridges across Luoshui River, hey, that seems to be the Temple of Heaven... My son-in-law, do you think there is Mang Mountain over there? ..."

Facing His Majesty the Tang Emperor who was like a curious baby, Cheng Chubi could only squeeze out a polite but flattering smile.

Following the exclamation of the father-in-law, he uttered very cooperatively, "Ah... yes... my father-in-law is wise... yes yes yes... my father-in-law has excellent eyesight..."

As for that Zhao Kun, who seemed to be a little afraid of heights, his face was pale at the moment, and he forced himself to open his eyes from time to time, and the rest of the time was just humming and chirping indiscriminately.

Following the turbulent gust of wind, it rushed towards the face like a knife, blowing His Majesty the Tang Emperor's face faintly blue.

After a loud sneeze, Li Shimin sniffed his nose pretending to be calm, and turned his face to look at Cheng Sanlang.

"You boy, could it be that you secretly ascended to the sky by yourself? Why is the old man so surprised, but you look like a ghost who can't cheer up?"

"My father-in-law, my son-in-law can't cheer up, but these days, I'm really tired from running around all day."

"Well... by the way, my son-in-law, why does the old man think, ah, why is it so windy here?"

After another loud sneeze, Li Shimin quickly took out a towel and wiped his face. He didn't hear Cheng Sanlang's squeak, turned his head, and then noticed Cheng Sanlang squatting there furtively folding the package.

"???" After Li Shimin and Zhao Kun saw Cheng Sanlang unpacking the big package, they noticed that there was no tool for ascending to the sky inside, it was clearly Te Niang's three quilts.

"This is…"

Seeing Cheng Sanlang eagerly holding a quilt with both hands, Li Shimin was a little confused.

What the **** does this kid mean? His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, when he climbed into the sky, would he be shivering wrapped in a quilt?

If people can see that ghostly appearance, under this dark history, will the old man still be alive?

"My father-in-law, hurry up and put it on. The wind here is too cold and too strong. If something goes wrong, the son-in-law can't afford it."

"Can't you make a few cloaks?" The Emperor Datang, who was wearing the emperor's robe, looked at the quilt with a slumped face, feeling a little bit reluctant to do so.

"My father-in-law, time is too tight. The most important thing is that my son-in-law doesn't know how cold it is in the sky. I just asked His Royal Highness King Wu to find out."

"My father-in-law, you are in a hurry to go to the sky, and my son-in-law asked Cheng Fa to get some good things to keep warm. Who would have thought that this kid could make three quilts without finding any winter clothes..."

Li Shimin couldn't help but sniffed, felt it, um...he had a beer belly, thick fat, and he could still hold it up, so he raised his head rebelliously.

"...No need, the old man is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty~lightnovelpub.net~ It is really indecent to wear this thing."

Seeing how stubborn the old man was, Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes covertly, and handed it to Zhao Kun beside him.

At this moment, Zhao Kun, who was a little shivering from the cold, could no longer care about his fear of heights. After taking it, he looked at His Majesty with some embarrassment.

Turning his head, he saw Cheng Sanlang has put on a quilt quickly, with a very warm expression.

Then, there was another loud sneeze, and Li Shimin felt his runny nose start to flow uncontrollably.

Because the wind is too strong, the snot can't go straight down.

At this time, there was another voice that sounded like a devil's temptation.

"My father-in-law, hurry up and put it on, anyway, no outsiders will see it. As for the gods, they will definitely not be able to see us if they fly higher."

"Well...then give the old man a bed too."

"..."