Hearing this, Du He cursed loudly: "You just open your mouth and talk nonsense. It's a complete mess. You chirp, chirp, chirp, and chirp. It's so shameless..."
"you……"
Without waiting for Changsun Wuji to retort, Du He continued to ask: "May I ask, Lord Changsun, who stipulates that it takes three days to go back and forth to Tongzhou?"
"This... why is there any need to stipulate that it will take about three days for me to travel to Tongzhou by carriage." Changsun Wuji said with some guilt.
Du He said with a smile: "It takes about three days to complete one. About, maybe, maybe, Lord Changsun, it's better not to say such words. One day is twelve o'clock, and three days is thirty-six o'clock. It's the same here and there."
State, how many hours does it take to ride a horse?”
Changsun Wuji: "This..."
Du He: "How many hours does it take to ride a carriage?"
Changsun Wuji: "Probably... no, it's three days, thirty-six hours."
"Lord Changsun, are you sure?"
"certainly!"
"What nonsense? It takes thirty-six hours to ride a carriage? It's better not to talk nonsense when there is no basis for it. If you ride a slow horse and the road is repaired for two days, how can you get there in three days? If you take a ride
The carriage is a fast horse and the journey is non-stop, so why does it take three days?" Du He asked loudly.
"You...you are just quibbling. Who can really calculate how much time it will take? Isn't it just a matter of eating enough?" Changsun Wuji's nose was so angry that he thought that he, a dignified Sikong, was killed by a stupid kid.
After asking, how can there be no reason not to be angry?
Du He smiled slightly and asked: "Since no one knows how long it will take, then how did Changsun come to know that it takes three days to get to Tongzhou? You admit that you are talking nonsense.
Already?"
"you……"
Changsun Wuji was asked again.
He tossed his sleeves angrily and said, "Du He, don't talk nonsense. I'm talking about resisting the imperial decree, not telling you how long it will take to get to Tongzhou."
"No, no, no, Lord Changsun, the matter of resisting the imperial edict and how long it takes to go to Tongzhou are essentially the same thing." Du He hurriedly added and asked, "Sir Changsun, please answer me, how long does it take to go to Tongzhou?"
How long does it take for states?”
"I...I don't know."
Changsun Wuji was going crazy. He found that he had been led into the ditch by Du He from the beginning, and now he couldn't climb out even if he wanted to.
"Can we not talk about the matter in Tongzhou?" Changsun Wuji asked a little collapsed.
Du He nodded: "Okay, Lord Changsun, then why do you think I resist the decree?"
"His Majesty asked you to go to Tongzhou, and you showed up here. Isn't this a rebellion against the imperial decree?"
"Then tell me, how long will it take to get to Tongzhou?" Du He asked.
Changsun Wuji: "..."
Why did you go back and forth and come back again?
He jumped to his feet angrily and said: "Du He, I don't want to discuss how long it will take to get to Tongzhou. I just want to ask you, are you disobeying the order?"
"No!" Du He said simply.
"You have!"
"how to prove?"
Changsun Wuji: "If you don't go to Tongzhou, you are resisting the decree."
Du He: "How do you know I didn't go to Tongzhou?"
"You are now in the palace, does that prove that you did not go to Tongzhou?" Changsun Wuji said angrily.
Du He smiled and said: "I am in the palace now, how can I explain that I have never been to Tongzhou?"
Changsun Wuji roared: "It will take at least three days to get to Tongzhou, and you are standing here. Could it be that you went to Tongzhou and came back?"
Du He, however, looked calm: "Master Changsun, how long will it take to get to Tongzhou?"
"this……"
Changsun Wuji was so angry that he almost spit out blood.
"Can you not tell me how long it will take to get to Tongzhou?"
"Okay, Lord Changsun, how long does it take to get from Tongzhou to Chang'an?" Du He asked seriously.
puff!
This time, Changsun Wuji was really angry and vomiting blood.
I saw him spurting out a mouthful of old blood, and his body fell limply. Then he leaned against the pillar, pointed at Du He, and said feebly: "I...I won't argue with you anymore, you disobedient and disrespectful boy!"
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
Li Er also had to take action personally and hurriedly called the imperial doctor to help Changsun Wuji down for diagnosis and treatment.
Chen Shuda stepped forward and said sternly: "Your Majesty, if Du He resists the decree, he will make Changsun so popular. Your Majesty is the one who makes the decision."
"Your Majesty, please make the decision!"
More than a dozen ministers said in unison.
Li Er said in a deep voice: "Du He, I will give you another chance. If you don't give me an explanation, I will punish you severely."
Li Er was indeed a little angry.
Seeing this, Du He stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, those who said that I resisted the decree are sheer nonsense, because I have already gone to Tongzhou and came back. After receiving your Majesty's decree yesterday, I rode on
I took the BMW 730 that His Majesty had given me a few days ago and flew to Tongzhou. I rushed back this evening in order to witness the beauty of the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival. I didn’t expect that these guys, with their bad consciences, actually thought that
I am resisting the decree..."
Speaking later, Du He pretended to feel aggrieved.
Chen Shuda said: "Du He, you said that you rushed to Tongzhou and back again. How can you prove it?"
"Master Chen, do you need proof? Sirs, do you also need proof?"
Chen Shuda and others nodded.
Du He sneered and said: "Okay, since you need proof, then I will prove it to you!"
Bang bang bang.
Du He clapped his hands.
Then, I heard rapid footsteps in the distance.
Everyone turned around and saw Yuchi Gong, the governor of Tongzhou, and his eldest son Yuchi Baolin, rushing towards this direction.
Everyone was a little dumbfounded.
Yuchi Laohei actually came to Chang'an?
I just heard Yuchi Gong shouting in a male duck's voice: "Silly son, walk quickly, walk quickly, you will not be able to catch up with the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival later. I heard that there are not only young talents but also the daughters of many ministers participating in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival.
, Fang’s daughter, Fang, is also here. If you have the ability, you can carry Fang back to warm the bed tonight. Your father and I will go to Fang to propose marriage tomorrow..."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Fang Xuanling's face turned green with anger.
This old black man is actually making plans for his own daughter on behalf of his own son. It's really disgusting.
Immediately, Yuchi Gong and Yuchi Baolin came in front of everyone.
Li Er saw it and asked in surprise: "Jingde, aren't you in Tongzhou? Why did you come to Chang'an suddenly?"
Yuchi Gong said carelessly: "Isn't he sick some time ago? I don't know how your majesty got the news. He actually sent Du He to Tongzhou to see me. He also told me that a Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival would be held today. I wanted to have some free time."
I was idle, and I just took the opportunity to give me this dog... ah, no, it was a dog, looking for a wife, so I rode my BMW 750 overnight and followed Du He's BMW 730 all the way to Chang'an, but
, I still haven’t outrun this kid, I just arrived now, I hope your majesty will forgive me!”