Father, do you guess that I guess that you guess?
Li Tai seemed to possess a mysterious confidence at this moment, deciding to persist in his cheeky demeanor.
Li Shimin's forehead creased with a black line. He grabbed Li Tai directly, yanking the long sword from the sheath of a nearby guard.
He grabbed Li Tai with his left hand, lifted him, and then, holding the long sword, began to whip him soundly.
I guess you kid's hide is feeling a little too tight!
*Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!*
This flurry of sword-sheath-on-meat was so intense that Fang Er took two steps back.
He really hit hard!
It was as if he was beating someone else's child.
Father, spare me! Don't hit anymore! I'll talk, alright!
Li Tai, looking terrified, cried out for mercy. In that brief moment, he had already been hit more than ten times on his backside.
His father's speed was terrifying!
Li Shimin didn't stop: Speak!
One day, one day, don't hit anymore, or my butt will be bruised beyond recognition!
*Slap!*
Li Shimin was stunned by this remark. His hand loosened, the long sword dropped, and his face was filled with disbelief.
Li Tai quickly retreated a few steps, clutching his backside, tears welling up in his eyes: Father, your son returned from the mountains with the headmaster in this helicopter, and it took less than a day!
As soon as he said this, the entire place fell silent!
Four thousand li, in less than a day, they returned to Chang'an from Shenyang?
Judging by the sun, it was only past the middle of the Shen hour!
This speed was simply unimaginable!
Kid, is Qingque telling the truth?
Li Shimin asked Fang Er for confirmation.
Uh, allow me to calculate!
Fang Er quietly glanced at his watch. It was 4:10 PM.
He remembered that they had left Shenyang around eight in the morning.
The flight time and refueling time added up to a total of eight hours.
Your Majesty, His Highness the Prince of Wei's statement is not accurate.
Li Shimin sighed with relief. He thought, how could it be possible to fly back from Shenyang in a single day?
Then he heard Fang Er say nonchalantly: To be precise, it was four hours!
Li Shimin: ...
After a long pause, his gaze towards Li Tai softened. It seemed he might have been a bit too harsh just now?
Bro~, you're not kidding, are you?
Yuchi Jingde rushed over, grabbed Fang Er's clothes, his eyes wide.
A journey that would take a pickup truck two days, and this thing flew back in just four hours?
It was too shocking!
Fang Er smiled and nodded in confirmation to Yuchi Jingde.
Your Majesty, I have something to say!
Just then, Wei Zheng stepped forward from the crowd.
Li Shimin's heart sank. He knew this stubborn old man showing up meant no good!
Your Majesty! His Highness the Prince of Wei and the Duke of Shenyang County have flown over the imperial palace without permission, which is a clear act of disrespect to imperial authority.
I, request that His Highness the Prince of Wei and the Duke of Shenyang County be punished for their great impiety!
Wei Zheng said righteously, pointing at the helicopter.
As expected, I didn't misjudge this old fellow!
Li Shimin was just regretting hitting Li Tai too hard and thinking about how to compensate him later. Now Wei Zheng had stepped forward to demand punishment for Li Tai and Fang Er, which displeased him!
But he couldn't refute it either, as Wei Zheng's point was valid.
This was the imperial city, and these two prodigals had so recklessly flown over it. If it came down to it, they would certainly not be in the right.
But before he could figure out how to retort, he saw a large group of people emerge from the helicopter and walk together towards the Liangji Hall.
We, pay our respects to Your Majesty!
It was Yuchi Baolin, Changsun Chong, and others.
Hahahahahaha! Good, good, good!
Li Shimin suddenly laughed and looked at the assembled dukes: Gentlemen, you all heard what Minister Wei said, didn't you?
What do you say, should Qingque and An Zhi be punished?
Wei Zheng was dumbfounded.
What in the world is going on?
Weren't it just the two princes and Fang Er?
Why did so many more come down!
And they were all the children of dukes!
The dukes had just been feeling sore for Li Tai's backside. Now, seeing their own sons and daughters disembarking from the helicopter.
And recalling Wei Zheng's words, this clearly meant that their own cubs were also going to be disciplined!
Come, come, Duke Wei, let's have a chat.
Yes, it's been a long time since we've had some "intimacy."
Zhang Gongjin and Yuchi Jingde, one on each side, grabbed Wei Zheng's arm and began to pull him towards the pillars behind the outer corridor of the Liangji Hall.
Let go of me! What are you doing!
Wei Zheng looked terrified.
Just as Li Shimin extended his hand, pointing at Zhang Gongjin's retreating back to say something, Changsun Wuji stepped out from the crowd, stroking his beard.
Your Majesty, why don't we try this, what do you call it, chicken?
Uncle, it's called a helicopter!
Li Tai quickly reminded him.
Oh, right, right, helicopter!
Li Shimin looked at the helicopter, then at Wei Zheng being dragged away, and finally chose the helicopter.
Let's go, kid, show me the ropes!
He had been itching to try the hot air balloon before, but Fang Er stubbornly refused to let him on.
Now that this thing could fly back from Shenyang, there shouldn't be any safety issues.
As for that stubborn Wei kid, tsk tsk tsk, at worst, he could lend him the best imperial physician from the palace for a few days.
Before Fang Er could react, Li Shimin had already walked towards the helicopter.
A group of civil and military officials looked at each other.
Then, Li Jing, Qin Qiong, and others followed.
Du Ruhui looked at his old arms and legs and nudged Fang Xuanling next to him: Old Qiao, are you going?
Fang Xuanling seemed a bit embarrassed and whispered: I'm afraid of heights.
What? Old Qiao is afraid of heights~~
Niujinda, walking past him, exclaimed in surprise, his voice raised. He was muffled by Fang Xuanling before he could finish the last word.
Old Niu~ Old Niu, don't shout!
Fang Xuanling quickly begged Niujinda for mercy. Having been ridiculed for being afraid of his wife for over ten years, and now finally becoming the master after being a slave.
If it got out that he was also afraid of heights, what would be left for him?
Niujinda broke free from Fang Xuanling's smoke-stained yellow hand and said with a smile: Secrecy? Alright, what will you give me to seal my mouth?
Fang Xuanling was very annoyed. Damn it, he had spoken softly, but it was still heard.
Fang kid is back. Later, I'll ask him for a box of cigars and have them delivered to your residence. Is that enough?
Tsk tsk tsk, as if I can't get them myself!
Niujinda was not satisfied. Just one box, what kind of dismissal was that?
Two boxes, two boxes will do! Hurry up, Your Majesty is already on the chicken!
Fang Xuanling gritted his teeth and pushed Niujinda towards the crowd by the helicopter.
Hahaha, it's a deal!
Niujinda put his hands behind his back, held his head high, and walked towards the helicopter with a swagger.
The dukes, who were mostly from military backgrounds, all boarded the helicopter, leaving the civil officials outside watching nervously.
Your Majesty, wait for me!
Just as Fang Er was about to ask Zhang Tian to start the helicopter, a shout came from outside.
It was Yuchi Jingde and Zhang Gongjin.
Fang Er curiously peeked out the window towards the entrance of the Liangji Hall. Good heavens, from this angle, he could see Wei Zheng squatting in the outer corridor of the Liangji Hall.
His shoulders were shaking. Was this guy crying from being beaten?
Uh, Yuchi and Old Zhang are too brutal!
It's not like your kid also rode a helicopter into the palace, so why beat Old Wei to death?
Tsk tsk tsk, it seems bringing a bunch of second-generation heirs to block the attack was very effective!
Nice!
After Yuchi Jingde and Zhang Gongjin boarded the helicopter and found seats in the rear cabin, Fang Er asked Li Shimin for permission: Your Majesty, shall we take off?
Take off!
Li Shimin nodded heavily.