"Dai Wang, I will do it for you." Hua Meng suddenly knelt down and said through gritted teeth. The boiling oil pan looked too scary. If an arm went in, it would definitely be crippled or disabled. He couldn't imagine what kind of horrible thing would happen when the Dai Wang put his hand in.
"No need, I'll do it myself. You won't be convincing if you come, right?" Li Hong said to the Western Turkic envoy.
Wu Mei's heart had slowly calmed down after hearing Hua Meng's words, but when she heard Li Hong's refusal, her heart was suddenly lifted up again, and she wanted to pull the little thing into her arms and give it a good beating.
The Western Turkic envoy looked at the boiling oil pot and swallowed his saliva. He saw clearly that it was indeed a boiling oil pot, it was definitely not fake, and the spoonful of oil poured into the fire was enough to prove that the oil in the pot was not fake.
Li Hong's face was a little serious. He stared quietly at the boiling oil pan and motioned Hua Meng to pick him up. If he got close to the oil pan, he would be burned by the fire below before he could be burned by the oil.
Li Hong looked at the Western Turkic envoy, sneered and said, "I'm watching you."
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his snow-white arms that were as tender as lotus roots and still had some baby fat. He motioned Hua Meng to come closer to the wok, then slowly bent down and reached his hand into the wok.
The whole Linhu Palace was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone had their mouths wide open, looking extremely nervous. They all widened their eyes and held their breath as they watched Li Hong's small hand slowly reach towards the boiling oil pan.
"Hong'er, don't do that." Wu Mei couldn't stand it anymore. She could be cruel to others and even strangle her own daughter to death to frame Queen Wang.
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But now, seeing her beloved child reaching his hand into the boiling oil pan to fish out the copper coins, she couldn't stand the pressure. Her psychological defenses collapsed at once and she couldn't help but scream to stop him.
"Don't worry, mother. I will be fine." Li Hong, with most of his body leaning out of Hua Meng's arms, gave Wu Mei a comforting smile.
Wu Mei held Li Zhi's stiff arms tightly with both hands. Li Zhi also looked at everything in front of him in disbelief and shock, but he had secretly sworn in his heart that if anything happened to Hong'er today, all the foreign envoys here would die to atone for Hong'er's crime!
Yi Yang, An Yang and other princes, in a remote corner, looked at Li Hong and the boiling oil pan in horror. They knew this was true because Li Hong was brave, but this was the first time they discovered how stupid Li Hong was.
Ashinu touched his cheek that was kicked by Li Hong, and sneered in his heart: "It would be better if I fell into the oil pan and scalded to death. That way, I can see a bigger joke of the Tang Dynasty."
Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Li Hong's white and tender little hand suddenly and quickly reached into the boiling oil pan. Linhu Palace immediately erupted with nervous screams. Yiyang, Anyang and others buried their heads in each other, not daring to look in the direction of the oil pan.
At this moment, Wu Mei showed unusual calmness, her fair and beautiful face was covered with frost, and she quietly watched Li Hong put his hand into the frying pan. Even so, the scene in front of her almost scared Wu Mei to death. Under the calm appearance, Wu Mei seemed to hear her heart beating violently, as if it would jump out at the next moment.
Li Hong in Hua Meng's arms did not scream. Instead, he fumbled around in the oil pan with a relaxed look on his face. Seeing this, Wu Mei breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she realize that her entire back was soaked with cold sweat.
Li Hong fumbled with his little hand in the warm oil pan for a while, and finally found the first copper coin. He quickly took it out of the oil pan, waved it at the stunned Western Turkic envoy, then put his hand into the bubbling and boiling oil pan again, and then took out the second copper coin.
How is this possible? How could he reach into the oil pan with his bare hands without getting burned? What on earth is going on? A huge wave of emotion surged in the heart of the Western Turkic envoy. Everything that happened before his eyes was beyond his comprehension.
The ministers were also stunned by the scene before their eyes. Could it be that the King of Dai was really the true dragon emperor? Was he really protected by immortals? The boiling oil pan did not harm him at all.
Next, the third coin was found, and the fourth coin was dangling in front of everyone.
Li Hong quickly reached his hand into the already hot oil pan again. The vinegar inside had evaporated completely at this time, and now the oil temperature was rising. He quickly groped for the last copper coin. His little hand had already tightly grasped the last copper coin under the oil pan, but he did not take his hand out immediately, but pretended to continue groping in the oil pan.
He needed to wait until the oil in the pan completely boiled before taking his hand out, because he was afraid that the silly Western Turkic envoy would immediately put his hand into the pan to prove whether the oil was boiling hot.
As Li Hong's little hand took out the last copper coin from the boiling oil pan, he held up the five copper coins in his hand high to signal to everyone. Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief. The scene just now had made them nervous to the point of going crazy, but now seeing that King Dai's little arm was intact, the stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground.
At the same time, everyone in the Linhu Palace was full of curiosity about this magical and strange scene. The King of Dai was intact, and his white and tender arms could not be dispelled from their minds for a long time. Was it the protection of the gods? Or was it an illusion? They had no way of guessing, but the boiling oil pan and the white and tender arms still brought a huge shock to their hearts.
"Hong'er, come here and let your mother and father see your arm." Wu Mei stretched out her arm with difficulty and waved to Li Hong. She looked so weak as if she had experienced a life-and-death ordeal.
"Please wait a moment, mother. Let the envoy check the copper coins first." Li Hong said as he looked at the Western Turkic envoy staring at the oil pan in a daze.
Taking a glance at the oil pan, the vinegar in the pan should have evaporated long ago, and what is boiling now should be the real boiling oil that is almost as high as 300 degrees.
Hua Meng put Li Hong down. He was the closest to the opponent just now, but he didn't understand why King Dai's men were unharmed. After putting King Dai down, he was about to reach in to try it himself, but Li Hong, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, slapped him on the arm.
I heard Li Hong angrily scolding, "You're looking for death."
The Western Turkic envoy looked at Li Hong who was stopping Hua Meng from putting his hand into the oil pan, and shouted at the oil pan: "This is impossible, it must be fake, the King of Dai must have used a trick."
"You will know if it is a trick if you try it. Oh, these five copper coins are my reward to you." Li Hong walked up to the Western Turkic envoy and continued to delay time, then threw the five oily copper coins in his hand to the Western Turkic envoy.
"Impossible, I will never believe that this is a real oil pan. Let me try it." Ashinu, the young Khan of the Western Turkic Khaganate next to Yiyang and Anyang, was obviously unwilling to admit the shocking fact of the scene just before his eyes. Seeing his subjects being fooled again and again, the young man's competitive spirit arose.
Ashnu looked at Li Hong's pink and white little hands, which showed no sign of injury at all, and walked over quickly from the corner.
Li Hong looked at Ashnu who was striding towards him, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. When the Western Turkic envoy noticed that cold light, he was shocked and thought to himself that there must be something fishy going on and the oil pan must be fake.
At this time, Ashnu had already walked to the oil pan, and without waiting for everyone to stop him, he quickly reached his right hand into the still boiling oil pan.
"Ah..." Ashnu's screams resounded throughout the Linhu Palace, shocking everyone's minds once again.
Ashnu's whole body was like a shrimp encountering boiling water. He curled up into a ball and fell to the ground. His right hand, which was scalded by the boiling oil, was stretched high and shaken vigorously. Layers of blood bubbles immediately appeared on that hand. The whole right hand was in a horrible state, which made people shudder.
"Impossible, how is this possible? Why are you, King Dai, okay?" The Western Turkic envoy panicked. He dropped the written bet in his hand, hurriedly walked up to Ashnu, squatted down to check his shrinking right hand.
The ministers looked at each other in amazement. This was incredible. Ashinu's arm proved that the oil pan was not fake, but why was the King of Dai safe and sound? The small figure became more and more mysterious and taller in the eyes of the ministers.
At this time, Li Hong showed his astonishing side again. He quickly ran to Wu Mei with his short legs, threw himself into her arms, and whispered, "Thank you, mother and father, for your concern."
"You little monkey, this trick of yours doesn't work. Do you know that you acted on your own today and almost scared your mother to death? Wait until we return to the harem and see how your mother will deal with you!" Wu Mei pretended to be angry, but her tone was full of love and pity at this moment.
"Mother, you are so beautiful today. I'm afraid all the women in the world combined are not half as beautiful as you are today." Li Hongni said coquettishly in Wu Mei's arms.
"Hmph, do you think that I will let you, your little monkey, go today just because you praise me like this?" Wu Mei ignored the chaotic scene in the court and the screams of the Western Turkic envoys and the young Khan of the Western Turkic Khanate, and spoke softly while hugging Li Hong.
Li Hong turned to ask Li Zhi for help, and said coquettishly: "Father, today I have made such a great contribution to the Tang Dynasty, but my mother wants to punish me. I feel really disappointed at this moment."
"Hong'er is truly a genius. Can you tell father why your hand is fine while the hand of the young Khan of Western Turkic Khanate was burned?" Li Zhi asked with a doting look at Li Hong who had made a great achievement today.
"Hehe... the secret cannot be revealed. I will tell you when I am free one day. It is actually very simple, but those people are too stupid, so they ended up like this. They are arrogant and look down on everything. If they had not bullied Yi Yang and my brother just now, I would not have attacked them." Li Hong said as he got up from Wu Mei's arms.
At this moment, the court gradually quieted down. The elegant music started again after the Western Turkic envoy and Ashnu were taken away by the imperial physician. The atmosphere became lively again. The ministers talked a lot, discussing the magical scene that Li Hong had just seen, and praised Li Hong.
At this moment, Wu Mei could finally relax and have a feast with Li Zhi. At the same time, she kept the little naughty monkey by her side and refused to let him run around no matter what, so as to avoid any other trouble.
Li Hong hung his head and ate the food on the table bite by bite. From time to time, he glanced at the female official who was playing classical music in the corner. He didn't expect to be slapped on the back of the head by Wu Mei as a warning.
"Don't set your sights on that female official. What evil ideas are you up to? Are you planning to cause trouble there again?" Wu Mei looked at Li Hong warily and said.
"Oh, that's right." Li Hong said in surprise, "I have prepared gifts for my father and mother today."
Yiyang, Anyang, Li Zhong and others had already presented the gifts they prepared to Wu Mei. If Li Hong hadn't seen this, he would have forgotten about preparing the gifts.
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