This kid's logical thinking and rebuttal eloquence are as powerful as the devil in hell.

His tongue is like the wind, white can be said to be black, dead can be said to be alive.

Before meeting Li Chengfeng, Changsun Wuyi always thought that his eloquence was the best in the world. After meeting Li Chengfeng, Changsun Wuyi knew what it means to have people beyond people and heaven beyond heaven.

Moreover, the eighth prince is only six years old now, if he is allowed to grow up, he will definitely be the top figure in the Tang Dynasty in the future.

Changsun Wuyi is very aware of this.

At this moment, he was a little afraid that Li Chengfeng was coming to seek revenge on him. Changsun Wuyi was in a state of losing control of his soul, for fear that Li Chengfeng would suddenly call out his name.

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At this time, Changsun Wuyi came out of the temple, and Changsun Chong hurriedly shouted: "Father, eighth, the eighth prince is here!"

"Oh? Why don't you hurry up and meet him?"

Changsun Wuji quickly lifted his trouser legs and walked to the gate of the temple to welcome Li Chengfeng.

Changsun Wuji cupped his fists, bowed slightly to Li Chengfeng, and said, "Old minister, Changsun Wuji pays homage to the Eighth Prince!"

"Excuse me, Zhao Guogong is very lucky!"

Li Chengfeng nodded, and said: "Mr. Zhao, my prince came to Anjun County to inspect the people's situation on the order of the emperor, to see if there are any 'rats' stealing food! But this prince just took a look at the people of Anyun County. There are no beggars on the road, and people live and work in peace and contentment, which proves that Zhao Guogong, you really put your heart into this matter!"

"Where is it, the Eighth Prince has won the award, this is what veteran officials should do!"

Changsun Wuji wiped the sweat from his forehead.

As the head of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion in the Tang Dynasty, he would be afraid of Li Chengfeng?

Even getting Li Chengfeng's approval, Changsun Wuji was actually a little happy in his heart.

After all, the little doll standing in front of him is not an ordinary person.

He is the eighth prince of Tang Dynasty, a genius child prodigy, and the eldest grandson Wuji also heard that the eighth prince bet with the emperor again.

One gambled with all his belongings, and the other gambled with the position of King Zhenguo.

The gamble is whether the eighth prince, Li Chengfeng, can increase the food income of the Tang people by three times within one year.

If Li Chengfeng fails, it doesn't matter, he is still the Eighth Prince of Tang Dynasty.

But if Li Chengfeng succeeds, then he will be the God King who is under the Tang Dynasty and above ten thousand people.

At that time, let alone his eldest grandson Wuji, even the other princes, even the crown prince Li Chengqian, would have to greet Li Chengfeng respectfully when they saw Li Chengfeng, "Hello King Zhen?"

Changsun Wuji asked Li Chengfeng to go in for tea, but Li Chengfeng did not refuse.

On the tea table, Changsun Wuji was talking with Li Chengfeng, while Changsun Wuyi cast a evasive glance at Li Chengfeng, and then quietly walked behind Li Chengfeng.

Changsun Wuji said: "Eighth prince, I heard that you bet with the emperor again?"

"Yeah, how do you know?"

"Haha, eighth prince, you don't know anything. Basically all the ministers in the palace know about the bet between you and the emperor. Last time Liu Zhenghui happened to pass by Anyun County and told the old minister about it! After all, the emperor this time The position of King of the Tang Dynasty was used as a bet, how could we ministers not know?"

"However, Eighth Prince, you want to triple the food income of the Tang people within three years. This is simply an impossible task! If you need to talk, I can ask my younger brother, eldest grandson Wuyi, to do it. Eighth Prince, what do you think of your military, Eighth Prince?"

Having said this, the eldest grandson Wuyi behind Li Chengfeng was startled, and then stopped.

He seemed to be hiding from Li Chengfeng, but Changsun Wuji wanted to do his own military?

Maybe the words are unintentional, but the listener has the heart.

Li Chengfeng's eyes brightened, and he said, "Okay!"

"Come, come, grandson Wuyi, sit here, my prince has something to tell you!"

Li Chengfeng turned his head to look at Zhangsun Wuyi who was about to leave.

Changsun Wuyi smiled reluctantly, and then had to sit on Li Chengfeng's left side in embarrassment.

Changsun Wuji picked up the jug and filled a glass of wine for Li Chengfeng.

Then he raised his wine glass and said: "Eighth prince, there was a conflict between us before, it was the old minister's fault, the old minister punished himself with a drink!"

After Changsun Wuji drank a large glass of wine in one gulp, he filled his own wine glass again, raised his glass again, and said, "Eighth Prince, I know that you and my Chong'er had conflicts before. The old minister drank the wine for Chang Sun Chong!"

"There is another cup, which the old minister drank for the elder Sun Wuyi, the elder brother of the old minister!"

"I hope that the eighth prince can ignore the previous suspicions and treat our grandson's family with tolerance! Regarding the matter of the patriarch's uncle, Sun Shunde, the veteran is only afraid that the family will be shamed because of being accused of a traitor, so he invited the patriarch's brother, Sun Wuyi, to come to the clan's uncle. I didn't expect to argue, so I bumped into the Eighth Prince? Veteran, another cup of punishment!"

Changsun Wuji had already punished himself with five or six glasses of wine.

Li Chengfeng shook his head and said: "Mr. Zhao Guo doesn't have to be like this! Why are our two relatives, not enemies! According to seniority, you are my uncle!"

"No, but according to your status, you are still the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty! The old minister only hopes that if the eighth prince becomes the God King of the Tang Dynasty in the future~lightnovelpub.net~ Please also take care of my Chong'er One time!"

It has to be said that Changsun Wuji is very good at being a man, and he is also very good at lowering his figure to give people a kind of intimacy.

It's no wonder that he can become the head of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. Apart from his contribution to the Tang Dynasty, what's more, he knows what is called human sophistication.

He usually doesn't make enemies easily, even if there are some small conflicts, he will personally bow his head and apologize, so his eldest grandson's family can become the second family besides the Li surname of Datang!

The eldest grandson Wuji was still punishing himself, and Li Chengfeng hurriedly said: "Okay, Mr. Zhao, in fact, I didn't take the conflict between me and your family to heart at all. It's just a child's fight. You don't have to worry about what I will do in the future. prejudiced against you!"

"And today, I am actually following the emperor's order to come to see the lives of the people in Anjun County. With the help of the eldest grandson's family, how are they doing?"

After Li Chengfeng finished speaking, Changsun Wuji hurriedly said: "Well, the old minister distributes two or two rices to each commoner every day. Although it is not much, it is barely enough to eat. Moreover, the entire Anjun County has a population of tens of thousands. Every day, the old minister, It's also tens of thousands of catties of grain, spread it out!"

"So, Zhao Guogong is feeling distressed?"

"Haha, no, no, it's too late for the old minister to be happy for being able to do something for the country! Besides, the old minister is just accepting the emperor's punishment and making up for his mistakes!"

Changsun Wuji didn't let himself down.

He glanced at Changsun Wuyi, then looked at Li Chengfeng, and said, "Eighth Prince, my younger brother is indeed a very good seedling. He can speak well. Not only is he good at talking, but he also knows the art of war. If the Eighth Prince is one less As for the military advisor, the old minister can recommend Sun Wuyi, the elder brother of the clan, to be the eighth prince's military advisor, what do you think, the eighth prince?"