Because he thought Du Ruhui had been electrocuted by Li Chengfeng?

Moreover, Li Chengfeng almost blew Li Shimin's lungs.

This kid really doesn't give him any face?

Li Shimin was angry and Long Yan was furious.

In the audience, all the civil and military ministers in the court had a hurry, pale, red, and black hair.

This big scene is really exciting.

The eighth prince "elected" Duke Lai, and even slammed the emperor Li Shimin, and even called him his name directly? It can be said that he is a traitor!

Now, even Li Yuan's eyes widened, and was so surprised that he didn't know how to speak!

He originally wanted to talk to Li Chengfeng, but his grandson seemed to be beyond his imagination?

He actually dared to say in front of the civil and military ministers in the court: Li Shimin, are you shameless?

Don't say, if Li Shimin gets angry and orders to kill Li Chengfeng?

No, I have to take my grandson out of the palace.

Li Yuan thought to himself: I must not let Li Shimin kill Li Chengfeng!

Li Shimin suddenly felt heartbroken.

However, when Eunuch Wu stopped shaking the generator, Du Ruhui waved his hand at this moment, coughed, and said, "Cough cough, Your Majesty, the old minister is fine, the old minister is just corona by the eighth prince's electricity.

!”

"Now that the power is out, I feel much more refreshing!"

So Du Ruhui thought of someone as if he was fine, patted the dust on his butt and stood up again.

"Um?"

Li Shimin stopped crying, looked puzzled, and stood there blankly.

Isn't he electrocuted?

I was rolling my eyes just now and foaming at the mouth?

Li Chengfeng wrapped his hands on his chest and said, "Your Majesty, you have to look at it. When did I kill Duke Lai? It was you who said nothing, and he would slander me without saying anything, and he would slander me without distinction between black and white?"

"this……"

Li Shimin was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to speak!

But fortunately, Duke Lai was not dead.

Li Shimin still felt a little relieved.

Otherwise, the eighth prince electrocuted Duke Lai? Li Shimin will definitely be punished severely!

"Huh, as long as it's okay, as long as it's okay..."

The civil and military ministers in the audience patted their chests together and breathed a sigh of relief.

I have to say that their hearts were almost beating into their throats just now.

The literary battle between the eighth prince and Duke Lai is too exciting, right?

"Duke Lai, are you really okay?"

Li Shimin stepped forward and repeatedly asked Du Ruhui how his physical condition was.

Du Ruhui rubbed his temples and said respectfully: "I worry the emperor, the old minister is not seriously injured! But the eighth prince invented the generator, which can really corrode people! The old minister admires it, admires it! The eighth prince is indeed a genius boy

, the old minister admires it!”

Du Ruhui, who woke up, admired Li Chengfeng very much.

He had thought that Li Chengfeng was just smart and didn't want to invent things like lightning?

If Li Chengfeng was not the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty, Du Ruhui would like to respect Li Chengfeng as a little god!

"Hmph, it's fine! Some people are saved from cursing people regardless of black and white!"

"this……"

Li Shimin's old face turned dark. This little bastard doesn't give him face anymore?

Li Shimin continued: "Then are you still competing in the game? Duke Lai, the Eighth Prince?"

"Compet, why don't you compare? Didn't you agree that each person has three questions? Or do you win three games in five games? Duke Lai, even if you make a question, as long as I lose, I will listen to my father's words.

I won, so sorry, Father, don’t worry about me again!”

"Feng'er, do you really want this?"

"Of course, the conditions are what you said, and the rules of the competition are also set!"

"Okay, then start the third game!"

In the blink of an eye, Li Chengfeng had two games left in a row, and the game also came to the match point.

The literary battle between Du Ruhui and Li Chengfeng is wonderful and exciting.

Not to mention the civil and military ministers of the court, even Li Shimin and Li Yuan were frightened by Li Chengfeng's faces turned pale and green.

Du Ruhui thought to himself that he had lost to the Eighth Prince three games in a row, and it was already the match point!

If you lose a sentence, then the eighth prince can enter and exit the palace freely afterwards and will not be disciplined by the emperor!

It seems that it is time for the eternal problems.

Du Ruhui coughed lightly and said, "Eighth Prince, the third game has begun, please listen to the question!"

"Listen attentively!"

"In this game, I gave the Eighth Prince a digital answer to the question! If the Eighth Prince can answer it, then I will definitely admire it!"

"Okay, ask!"

Li Chengfeng smiled. No matter what the number question it was, can’t even answer the top student in the 21st century?

If it really doesn't work, isn't there an invincible system?

Du Ruhui was confident and said, "Eighth Prince! May I ask, a group of ants picked up a steamed bun weighing 100 kilograms and took a total of 1,000 days to eat it! The small ants ate one gram every five days on average, and the big ants ate five every day on average

Q! Ask, how many big ants and small ants are there in the ant colony!"

"What? Duke Lai? Who invented the question?"

Li Chengfeng was stunned.

This kind of problem similar to a monk eating steamed buns actually existed in ancient times?

How is this possible?

Du Ruhui smiled and said, "Eighth Prince, this is an eternal problem that has been passed down among the people. As for whom he invented it, we have long no idea! But if the Eighth Prince can answer it, then the old minister would admire it.

I was prostrated!"

Li Chengfeng glanced at Li Shimin, and Li Shimin turned his head, as if he was still angry with Li Chengfeng before.

"Hmph, no one can answer such a simple question? Let's go and see me!"

"Eunuch Wu, please serve me!"

"Yes, the Eighth Prince!"

So, Eunuch Wu returned to the town palace and brought Li Chengfeng's watercolor pen and a large piece of rice paper.

Li Chengfeng picked up the watercolor pen and began to solve it on rice paper.

"What? Has the Eighth Prince really started to solve it?"

"Really and false? Can the Eighth Prince solve this eternal problem that has troubled the world for thousands of years?"

"No way? I'm really writing. Look, the Eighth Prince is asking for solutions!"

"Let's go up and take a look, and see how the Eighth Prince is trying to solve it!"

So, a group of ministers had long forgotten about Du Ruhui's corona before, and they all squeezed to Li Chengfeng to see Li Chengfeng seeking to solve the problem of a thousand-year-old.

Du Ruhui also squeezed in, wanting to see how Li Chengfeng was trying to solve it!

Li Shimin stood outside the crowd, looked inside with his neck tilted, but found that he could not see anything at all.

"No way? Can Feng'er really solve this century-old problem?"

"Even if it is calculated by one gram per gram, it must be calculated as the year of the monkey and horse month? Can this be calculated?"
Chapter completed!