Chapter 1178 What’s going on? I’m scared and won’t give you any chance to have an attack (please subscribe and vote)
Li Shimin smiled and nodded. "Bamboo, right? Okay, okay, that's no problem."
"What else is missing?"
Seeing His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty smiling evilly, Cheng Chubi, although his scalp was already numb, could only bite the bullet and try to please him.
"Thank you uncle for your help. Everything else is needed."
"Okay, tomorrow, remember to bring your newly made umbrella to the Dabao Hall and let me take a good look at it to see if it is more beautiful than the two we have today."
"I'm sure, my nephew will work hard."
Li Yuan's expression was serious, but a little distorted. The big hands shrunk in his sleeves were rubbing his hard belly.
As soon as Cheng Sanlang raised his buttocks, Li Yuan could tell whether he wanted to poop or let go.
Seeing his own son suppressing his anger, Zhuzi, tut tut… Cheng Sanlang is really not afraid of death.
Not long after, Li Yuan took the little Sizi holding a small umbrella to visit the lotus pond.
When Empress Changsun saw her husband staring at Cheng Sanlang with a cannibalistic look, she suppressed her smile, walked away with Concubine Yuwen, and slipped away.
Although the umbrellas made by that boy are indeed very popular, but if you keep beating your elders' square bamboos, it is natural for them to be punished.
Cheng Chubi took a sneaky step back and was about to drag King Wu Li Ke away. Good brothers should share the same hardships.
Unexpectedly, Li Ke, His Highness the King of Wu, used his crutches and jumped very fast, slipping several feet away in an instant.
Cheng Chubi looked at Li Ke's quick steps and rhythmic tapping of the cane, and his whole body felt bad.
Damn it! This is the first time I see a person who can run so fast with a pestle and crutches, bitch!
Zhao Kun took a few steps back, always feeling that if he was too close, it would easily endanger Chi Yu. He couldn't afford to offend him, he couldn't afford to offend him...
Seeing Yingguo Lei's own son running away in confusion without looking back, Li Shimin was very upset, so he decided to go back and deal with that evil obstacle.
"Come on, come on, I'm here." Li Shimin raised his fingers towards Cheng Chubi.
Cheng Chubi could only step forward and speak before Li Shimin spoke.
"Uncle Mingjian, I want to make materials for parasols for Your Highness and Auntie.
These were all the dead square bamboos that my nephew specially cut down when he was dealing with bamboo rats. He was really not messing around..."
Li Shimin had a dark face, raised his eyes and shouted in a low voice.
"Who did the missing square bamboos after that?"
Seeing this boy's eyes rolling around, Li Shimin snorted.
"You acted recklessly in Jiucheng Palace and destroyed the scenery. I will fine you half a year's salary."
"Don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will punish you for deceiving the emperor. Who else dares to touch my square bamboo except you?
However, I allow you to cut down five more branches and make five parasols."
"If it's done well, I'll give you a lot of rewards. If it's not done well, haha... you guys will wait for me."
Looking at this emperor with a dark expression, and even when he smiled, he seemed to be grinding his teeth as if he was going to eat a living person alive.
Li Shimin, who kept his mouth shut and didn't give himself any chance to defend himself.
Cheng Chubi immediately smiled and bowed respectfully to His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty with a sincere expression on his face.
As the saying goes, let him be strong and let him be strong. I lie in the wind. What's wrong? I'm scared and won't give you any chance to have an attack.
A real man can bend and stretch, be soft and hard.
"..." Seeing this kid's neatness made him fly into fear.
Li Shimin was so angry that he burst into laughter again. Oh, it's so easy to be cowardly.
He didn't even want to say anything, and he waved his hands repeatedly with a look of disgust on his face, signaling this bastard to go cool off and stay somewhere.
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After being punished by His Majesty, Cheng Chubi frowned and did not understand the furry-faced head of the guard next to him who was winking at him.
Walking straight into the distance, looking around, there was the promiscuous prince who usually liked to chatter and retreat together, and stabbed each other at both sides.
Yes, it seems that this guy is the first to grab the credit and the first to retreat.
Cheng Chubi didn't like to deal with this kind of person the most, so he rushed back to his yard angrily.
Sure enough, this kid Li Ke must be worried about being retaliated, and he doesn't know where he has wandered.
Cheng Chubi could only squat in the room and began to design the drawings thoughtfully.
Such a women's umbrella is, of course, as beautiful as it can be.
In addition, holding such a small women's umbrella without a pair of white gauze gloves always seems to lack a sense of ritual.
Yes, I'll fix it too.
After traveling through time, he could not see anyone in traditional Chinese characters, so Cheng Chubi could only practice traditional Chinese characters hard and try to write more formally.
As an excellent line person, I can be regarded as having a talent for painting.
It's just that Cheng Sanlang, who used to have a rather impatient temper, wanted to paint everything in one stroke.
This led to the appearance of the heart-stopping pictures 1, 2 and 3 of "Stick Man".
So after years of hard practice, I have at least been able to use lines to create various standard compositions.
Cheng Chubi gave full play to his talents and designed five different parasols.
Of course, the gauze gloves have also been adjusted a lot, and there are several pairs of black silk and white silk.
But for a cutie like Li Mingda, Cheng Chubi designed a pair of creamy yellow ones for her, which are very cute.
As for Wu Meiniang, of course it is the same color as the umbrella that will be given to her.
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After finishing the design drawing, Cheng Chubi followed the holy order and went to the square bamboo forest to cut bamboo, and cut five or six bamboos at once.
To use Cheng Sanlang's words, His Majesty said there were five or six umbrellas. If the material was not good enough and one was broken, wouldn't it mean that a noble person would not be able to get the umbrella?
If His Majesty takes the blame, will you bear the responsibility?
Under Cheng Sanlang's spittle, the two angry Fang Zhulin guards were defeated.
Cheng Sanlang, who had been ordered to cut bamboo, managed to get six more thick and longest square bamboos, and left happily and proudly.
Except for leaving two of the thick bamboo knots as food for the two female bamboo rats, I have to chop the rest into sections and make them into explosive-grade firecrackers.
Unless this square bamboo is blown to pieces, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart.
Anyway, it doesn’t take much to make such a small and lightweight parasol. Just a finger-thick bamboo tip can completely solve the problem.
After cutting down His Majesty's square bamboo and venting his anger, Cheng Chubi certainly did not forget to get down to business and make bamboo umbrellas.
First, I went to pick out some pieces of silk and tulle with very beautiful and bright colors, and then checked for suitable lace and other items.
Then he took these things and rushed back to find Mr. Hu.
Craftsman Hu never expected that he would get big business just after making three parasols.
When he heard that he was ordered to make an umbrella, he didn't dare to neglect it and even recruited other craftsmen to help him.
And in Jiucheng Palace, there is gradually a colorful scene of concubines...