The Great Tang Dynasty's Trans-Dimensional Conference: Little Rhinoceros Arrives

Li Shimin coughed lightly, and unconsciously tightened his grip on Lin Fan's shoulder.

Feeling the force on his shoulder, Lin Fan instantly came to his senses. He realized that he had just lost his composure and could only scratch his head awkwardly.

"Shubao, Jingde, let me introduce you. This is my newly adopted son. As for his name, he just mentioned it himself."

Yuchi Gong was somewhat surprised, while Qin Qiong remained calm. As soon as Li Shimin finished speaking, the two immediately bowed and greeted him.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

Lin Fan quickly waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite, no need to be so polite. I previously addressed Duke Su as Uncle Cheng, so how about I address you both as Uncle as well?"

The two of them naturally had no objections and quickly replied with smiles, "Your Highness is too kind."

Seeing Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong being so polite, Lin Fan suddenly remembered something, left a "wait a moment" and ran into the hall, leaving the four of them looking at each other in bewilderment.

Before long, Lin Fan came out quickly, carrying a basin of ink and a calligraphy brush. He then handed the brush to Qin Qiong first.

Qin Qiong, holding a writing brush, looked bewildered, then tentatively asked, "What does Your Highness mean by this?"

With a shy smile, Lin Fan said, "Could you please sign your name for me, Uncle Qin?"

"A signature?" It was clear that Qin Qiong didn't quite understand what this meant.

Seeing this, Lin Fan quickly pulled up a corner of the T-shirt and said, "Could you please write your name here?"

Qin Qiong first glanced at Li Shimin and the other two beside him, pondered for two seconds, and then wrote his name in the place designated by Lin Fan.

"Thank you, Uncle Qin. Please give the pen to Uncle Yuchi." Lin Fan said, pulling up the other side of his clothes.

Yuchi Gong pointed to his own nose, "Huh? I have to write too?"

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded with a smile.

This scene not only made Cheng Yaojin feel even more bitter, but also made Li Shimin feel a little bitter.

"Hmph, I've known this kid for so long, and I've never seen him be this attentive to me before."

After Yuchi Gong finished writing, Lin Fan looked down at the large characters on the left and right sides of his clothes.

Although the ink seeped through and caused the lettering to become slightly distorted, he was still quite satisfied with it.

"cough!"

Li Shimin, who was standing to the side, became increasingly displeased as he watched. He pretended to cough, hoping to get Lin Fan's attention.

However, Lin Fan didn't think much of it at all. He picked up the inkstone and brush and turned around to return them.

"Wait, Lin, have you forgotten something?"

Whether for his own sake or for Li Shimin's, Cheng Yaojin raised his hand to stop Lin Fan.

"Uh, Uncle Cheng, what's wrong?" Lin Fan looked up at Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin didn't speak. He glanced at Li Shimin, then shifted his gaze to the calligraphy brush in Lin Fan's hand.

Lin Fan's mind raced, and he instantly understood what Cheng Yaojin wanted to express. He immediately placed the brush in front of Li Shimin.

"Hehe, well, Your Majesty... Father, why don't you sign one for me too?"

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin, though his face remained expressionless, still managed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, he wouldn't agree to Lin Fan's request so easily, after all, he also had his pride.

"I am the Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty, how can I arbitrarily write my own name in public!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong standing to the side.

It was as if he were saying, "You two are really degrading yourself, signing so easily? Learn from me, see how I handle this kid."

Seeing that Li Shimin's expression seemed genuine, Lin Fan didn't think much of it and turned around to hand the brush to Cheng Yaojin.

"Uncle Cheng, why don't you sign one too?"

Li Shimin thought that with him as an example, Cheng Yaojin would also choose to refuse.

Unexpectedly, the next second Cheng Yaojin eagerly picked up the writing brush, grinning widely and nodding:

"Okay, okay, I'll sign, I'll sign."

Upon seeing this, Li Shimin's face instantly turned green.

"What happened to integrity? What happened to saving face? Have you thrown away both?"

Cheng Yaojin ignored Li Shimin's reaction; at that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

"After writing these three words, I should be able to get a few dozen more cases of beer without any problem, right? Hehe, I'm so happy."

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin had finished writing, the little princess jumped out as well.

"Lin Fan, I want to write too~"

Although she couldn't quite understand why Lin Fan had these uncles write on her clothes, seeing how happy Lin Fan was, she felt that it wasn't such a bad thing.

Since it was the little princess who took the initiative to ask, Lin Fan naturally wouldn't refuse. He then put the pen in the little princess's hand and squatted down.

"Sizi, just write it on your brother's back."

"Okay~"

The little princess had written her name before, and although it looked a bit like scribbles, you could still make it out if you looked closely.

Soon, the little princess finished writing, and she handed the brush to Chengyang, emphasizing the idea of ​​equality for all beings.

"Fifth Sister, you should write one too!"

"Okay." Chengyang nodded and smiled as he took the brush.

Li Shimin felt that he, the dignified emperor of the Tang Dynasty, had been isolated today! No, he had to get his revenge!

Seeing Lin Fan get up to leave, Li Shimin appeared in front of Lin Fan in a flash.

"Well, since my ministers and Sizi have all written them, I don't want to be the one to spoil the fun. So I'll reluctantly write one for you today. Hmm, remember, don't do it again."

As he spoke, to Lin Fan's bewildered look, he picked up a brush and began to write on his own.

After Li Shimin put down his pen, Lin Fan, who had come to his senses, quickly thanked him, "Uh, thank you, Father."

Li Shimin waved his hand and walked back to his original position with a normal expression.

Lin Fan put the paper and pen away and just sat down in his seat when he reached into his pocket and suddenly remembered that he still had his phone with him.

"Damn, how could I forget that?"

Lin Fan quickly pulled out his phone and said with a smile, "Uncles, could we take another picture together?"

"shoot?"

"photo?"

Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong on the opposite side were both somewhat confused, wondering what Lin Fan was talking about.

Lin Fan immediately walked up to the two of them and then turned on the camera on his phone.

"Uncles, do you see that tree in the distance?"

Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong nodded slightly, "Your Highness, we saw it."

"Okay, then watch carefully." Lin Fan took a picture of the big tree in the distance with his phone.

"Okay." Lin Fan handed the phone to the two of them.

When the two looked at their phone screens again, they saw a clear picture of a large tree.

"This...Your Highness, what kind of magic is this? Why is it so miraculous?"

Unlike Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong was not composed. In his excitement, he stood up abruptly.