Chapter 345 Can't Give Cheng Laosan and Li Bingbu These Two Despicable Witches
Chapter 345 Can’t give these two despicable and shameless people Cheng Laosan and Li Bingbu a chance (please subscribe)
Li Ji took a deep breath and slapped Cheng Chubi on the shoulder several times.
"You're a cruel kid! I'm really convinced. Well, today's performance is very like your father's style, hahaha..."
Watching Li Ji speak, he gritted his teeth and each word jumped out from between his teeth.
Cheng Chubi lowered his eyebrows and smiled meekly, showing an attitude of not fighting back or scolding him, but just looking around.
But he accidentally saw a tribute paper corner exposed on Li Ji's lapel. Could this old guy have some ulterior secret hidden in his arms?
Seeing Cheng Chubi's cowardly look, Li Ji, dumbfounded, punched the boy lightly.
Li Ji twitched his beard and rolled his eyes. "Can you remember the specifications and dimensions of the sand table and war game?"
Cheng Chubi suddenly became unhappy. "Uncle, are you looking down on me? My nephew designed this myself. How could I not remember it?"
Nonsense, those words just now were just used to deceive Artist Yan so that he can deceive some calligraphy and painting works of art, but there is no need to deceive this relatively familiar elder.
Li Ji chuckled happily, stroking his heart with his hand, his expression becoming more and more kind.
"Okay, you are indeed the most talented third child in the old Cheng family. Okay, you can go over first.
I suddenly remembered that there is something going on at the Ministry of War, a major military and state matter, so we must not be careless...
As for the war chess and sand table, I’ll leave you and Master Yan to keep an eye on it.”
Hearing Uncle Li's sigh, Cheng Chubi felt a chill in his heart. He nodded solemnly and replied, "Uncle, don't worry, there will be no problem."
Li Ji nodded, and after taking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, I just saw you running out. I was so anxious that I tore the thing. Please remember to say sorry to Master Yan on my behalf."
Cheng Chubi was a little confused, what was torn? Couldn't you go and tear Master Yan's clothes?
However, Uncle Li Ji walked as fast as a dragon or a tiger. After a few swish, he could only see his graceful figure from a distance.
Cheng Chubi shook his head and happily walked towards the small courtyard next to Yanjia Hall.
When they got into the courtyard, they saw Master Yan sitting in front of the desk with a livid face.
When Yan Lide saw him entering the courtyard, he stood up and asked rudely.
"Cheng Taichang, where is Li Bingbu?"
When Cheng Chubi saw Yan Lide, he felt that Master Yan, who had always been very arrogant and cold before, seemed a little angry.
Cheng Chubi immediately thought of what Li Ji had just told him, and had no choice but to explain.
"Li Bingbu has something important to do, so he rushed back to the Yamen."
"What? He, how could he do this... It's just..."
Yan Lide no longer had veins pulsing in his forehead, he even felt that his cerebral blood vessels were about to explode.
"Oh, by the way, Li Bingbu said that he tore something. He was really embarrassed and asked his subordinates to send a message to Master Yan, saying that he was very sorry."
Hearing this, Yan Lide simply laughed angrily. "Tear it apart? Li Bingbu has a good trick. I have never seen such shamelessness..."
After all, the other party is an important minister of the court, and Yan Lide is a self-proclaimed intellectual after all. He really can't bear to lose his etiquette in front of juniors.
Finally, he sat back angrily and rolled his sleeves. After thinking about it, he could only ask Cheng Chubi helplessly.
"Where is the copy I just copied for you?"
Cheng Chubi was a little confused. When he looked around, he saw that the tribute paper that was supposed to be full of words had disappeared.
"I, I sent someone to send it back to the house for collection. Did Li Bingbu tear it up?"
A picture suddenly flashed through his mind, the corner of the paper showing Uncle Li Ji's chest.
Really, that old guy is really shameless. Tsk, tsk, tsk... He is indeed a good brother who cut off chicken heads and burned yellow paper with his own father.
"???" Yan Lide's face turned dark. "Cheng Taichang, you, what do you want me to say about you?"
Cheng Chubi saw Yan Lide looking like he was about to burst into smoke. He secretly scolded Li Ji for being shameless and advised him at the same time.
"Master Yan, wait a minute, don't worry, I remember it, it's all in my head. I'll recite it silently for you, and you can just record it."
After hearing this, Yan Lide breathed a sigh of relief and picked up his pen, but suddenly thought about it and felt something was wrong.
"Didn't you just say that it was just inspiration, and that if it is not recorded on paper, it cannot be remembered at all?"
"Aha...is there any?" Cheng Chubi looked at Yan Lide, who was as dark as a pot, with a look of confusion on his face, his face not red and his heart not beating.
"Yes, yes, but just now, I saw that Master Yan's calligraphy was so pleasing to the eye. I was so focused on it that I actually wrote it all down."
Yan Lide was so angry that Artist Yan, who had no strength in his hands, almost broke the brush in his hand with one hand.
Nima, can you guys have some face?
Yan Lide really didn't want to see Cheng Laosan being so shameless, so he closed his eyes and took deep breaths frequently.
After a long while, he finally calmed down and picked up his pen. "Come on, apart from the content, Cheng Taichang, please stop talking nonsense."
Seeing this art master on the verge of explosion, Cheng Chubi could only curse Li Ji secretly, which exposed me.
He squatted down beside him and explained the specifications and requirements of the sand table one by one.
He also recited the requirements and specifications for war game-related equipment.
With anger, Yan Lide copied this thing on the tribute paper for the third time because he was too excited.
He even made two wrong strokes. Originally, Yan Lide wanted to throw away this failed calligraphy work of art.
But seeing Cheng Laosan squatting next to him, he couldn't help but groaned, and simply painted those two words into black blocks with a big stroke of his pen.
Then continue writing, or at worst, go home and copy it again.
As for this piece of trash, even if I burn it, I can't give the two despicable and shameless people Cheng Laosan and Li Bingbu another chance.
After listening to his brother's bloody complaints and confessions, Yan Lide only thought that Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong, two notorious noble bullies, could be so disgusting.
As a result, now it seems that Yan Lide deeply realized that he was wrong. Li Ji, the minister of the Ministry of War, who seemed to be polite on weekdays, was not a good person either.
If Yan Lide knew that there was something called a photo, he would definitely carve a black seal and put it on Li Ji's hypocritical smiling face.
If he had WeChat, he would immediately blacklist most of the famous generals of the Tang Dynasty.
After finishing copying, he put down the pen and copied the tribute paper in his hand, looking like he would beat a dog to death without letting go.
"Okay, that Cheng Taichang, you can leave and come back tomorrow. Yan really doesn't want to see you and Li Bingbu today."
Cheng Chubi opened his mouth to defend himself, but seeing Yan Lide's extremely resentful expression, he could only smile and leave the courtyard.
Standing outside the courtyard gate, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but shook his head. It was all Uncle Li Ji's fault. What does it have to do with me, an honest man?
I think Master Yan is also a sensible person, I guess...