The old Duke Qin glared and scolded: "How can such a thing be a joke!"

Wei Chi was choked and unexpectedly thought that this would happen. He looked at Xie Jiu, grabbed his head, and smiled bitterly: "Old Duke, boy doesn't understand."

The old Duke Qin's eyes suddenly widened, his hunched and thin body suddenly straightened, like a javelin, knocked Wei Chi's head hatefully and cursed: "Just as soon as he said you were slim, he immediately became stupid. Think about it carefully, and come to my house after thinking it through."

After cursing, he seemed to be a little confused. He glared at him again and took Qin Meng away with his sleeves. Wei Chi stood up to see him off. Facing Qin Meng's funny expression, Wei Chi couldn't laugh, like a resentful woman looking forward to her husband's return, leaning at the door, sighing.

Xie Jiu looked at Wei Chi with anger and amused - squatting alone on the steps, supporting his chin with both hands, looking up at the sky, his eyes full of confusion. Xie Jiu stepped forward and squatted beside him, without saying anything, just looking at him. Wei Chi looked puzzled: "What are you looking at me?"

Thank you for a faint smile and said, "The Tang Dynasty established a country with martial arts, and military merits are the top priority. How many of the twenty-four heroes and civil officials in Lingyan Pavilion have good endings? How many of the military generals and how many of them have good endings? I think it's good to choose to join the military general camp."

Wei Chi suddenly realized and said, "I know this. What I am confused about is why I recognize me as my adopted son? I have already expressed my attitude, right?"

"Because of the attack today, our identities and relationships with several old coaches always have a form."

Wei Chi nodded and took Xie Jiu's soft little hand back to the room. On this matter, Wei Chi and Xie Jiu reached an agreement and started to prepare for the gift to worship their adopted father.

However, the gift was not ready yet. The next day, His Majesty Li Er's representative, His Highness King Jin and Princess Jinyang, came to the door at a young age, and brought a large team of ceremonies and a cart of gifts of condolences. There was no imperial edict, so how could a patient have even brought imperial edicts?

Temporarily asked Xie Jiu to bandage his arm and hang it around his neck. He also had to be dedicated to pretending to be sick. If Xie Jiu had not firmly opposed it, Wei Chi would like to put on a plaster. Taking on a plaster is the basic skill of a surgeon and he would like to show off.

"I have met two Your Highnesses."

We welcomed into the main hall and asked two villains to sit on the table. If you ask Zhaodi to go there, you can't be despised just because they are young. It's not the prince or the princess.

Before her butt was hot, the little princess Jinyang was ready to move. She rushed into Wei Chi's arms despite the obstruction of her nurse. What do you know about a three or four-year-old child? He can walk steadily and speak clearly. That is a genius. Just so, this little princess of a rhino should be one of them. His parents are good-looking and cute, and his smartness is simply invincible and lovable.

Wei Chi smiled happily and hugged her. Seeing that there was no His Majesty Li Er and no ministers were there, he gave a wink to His Highness King Jin. His Highness King Jin understood and said to the following nurse seriously: "Father has an oral order to tell me to pass on to Master Wei, you all go back."

The nurse, the palace maid, and other people retreated. Behind the two little ones were two tall guards. It is said that they were close friends and there was no need to avoid suspicion. Since they said that, Wei Chi also ignored it and thought that there were two more tree stumps in the house.

He hugged Princess Jinyang on her knees, served the strawberry juice made of freshly washed strawberries, and placed them with snacks and fruits. Wei Chi had a great experience in taking care of children. When he was young, he couldn't do heavy work, so he helped cook and feed pigs at home. He also acted as the king of children, helping relatives and brothers and sisters take care of the children. He basically brought his nephews and nieces.

His Highness Li Zhi, the King of Jin, looked at Wei Chi holding strawberry juice for his sister without blinking, and his expression was dazed. Wei Chi wondered if he would leak out the water. It was not a good feeling that a child could look down on goosebumps. Wei Chi hurriedly said, "Your Highness, I wonder what Your Majesty has to give?"

Li Zhi's face turned red, he coughed, and quickly pretended to be serious and said, "Father said, "Mr. Wei, please rest assured, and you will be injured. For this matter, the father will definitely investigate it strictly and order Chang'an Government Office, Nansi and others to strengthen patrols and public security. In the future, similar things will never happen again."

Wei Chi was silent for a while, lowered his head, his expression was quiet, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised, not sure whether it was happiness or irony.

"Please tell Your Majesty that your Majesty is concerned, and I am so grateful that I am so frightened." Wei Chi's expression was solemn, and he said almost word by word. Li Zhi nodded and waved his hand casually, but his eyes were fixed on the porcelain pot on the table: "I will tell you, Lord Wei, I want another cup of strawberry juice."

Seeing Li Zhi like this, Wei Chi laughed in his heart. He had sent out the strawberry seedlings, but the ones who sent the palace were all the transplanted branches that had just been sent out, and strawberries had not yet been produced. However, Cheng Zhijie's family, Wei Chi sent several pots of seedlings with strawberries. There was no way. Who said that His Majesty Li Er's face was not as thick as Cheng Zhijie's? Wei Chi was afraid that Old Man Cheng would come to the door for strawberries.

"Doctor Wei, tell stories! Yizi wants to listen to stories!"

Just after he whispered a few overseas experiences with Li Zhixiao, the little princess who was holding on his lap opened her eyes and pulled his sleeves to ask.

Wei Chi was sweating in his heart. There were many stories in his belly, but it was not very suitable. Even Sima Guang of the Northern Song Dynasty was turned into a story character of the Tang Dynasty by him. What other suitable stories would he tell? Could it be that he would make Yue Fei and Yue Wu Mu come out?!

After thinking for a while, Wei Chi's heart moved, his face turned aside, and he said, "Two Your Highnesses, that minister will tell you the inspirational story of a stupid child named Guo Jing, how to grow from a poor boy, working hard and studying hard to a great hero who everyone admires and beauties. Note that this is the struggle history of a small person."

"Puff..." With a sound, Xie Jiu's tea sprayed out, his expression tightly said, "Two Your Highnesses, I'm rude and I'm not accompanying you."

Xie Jiu tried hard to control her emotions until she left the main hall and returned to the backyard before leaning against the wall. She smiled bitterly. How many times did Wei Chi want her to lose her composure before she could stop!

It was not until dinner that he talked about Guo Jing's character breaking out and killing the copper corpse. Everyone was reluctant to leave. The two of them were about to return to the palace. When they left, His Highness Li Zhi turned around three times in one step. That was so reluctant to leave, which made Wei Chi feel very accomplished.

"Your Highness, welcome to come when you have time."

"Mr. Wei, can you copy this story?"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, my hand is injured and I can't write. Moreover, I can't write either. I'm illiterate."

"I'll copy it, I'll copy it."

"Your Highness can't leave the palace at will, right?"

His Highness King Jin lowered his noble head in annoyance. Wei Chi's smile was very bright, but he felt very sorry that he did not have a camera. Otherwise, he would take down His Highness Li Zhi's current expression and take it out when he ascends the throne in the future. Hehe, just imagination makes people feel good.

"Let me do this, Your Highness, I have found someone to copy it, you can send someone to get it."
Chapter completed!