The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Yuan Tiangang didn't expect that Sun Simiao didn't actually stand on the same line with him, but took the initiative to speak for Cheng Chubi in front of His Majesty, and he couldn't help being a little confused.

Sun Simiao bowed to Li Shimin. "Your Majesty, in fact, the poor heart is very hesitant.

I am willing to believe that Cheng Saburo really has this ability, but I am afraid that there is a case..."

Yuan Tiangang also nodded in agreement.

"The minister also hopes that General Qin can be cured, and the general is my minister of the pillars of the Tang Dynasty. If he can be cured, it will be a blessing for me."

"But, whether Cheng Saburo really has this ability, it has to be said..."

Li Shimin stood up and walked with his hands in the hall. The two Taoist leaders Sun and Yuan closed their mouths with interest.

Li Shimin's brows were frowned, and his heart was very entangled. Qin Qiong was one of the founding ministers, a famous pillar minister, and he had great hopes among the people in the DPRK.

If it can be healed, it is naturally a great thing, but can Cheng Chubi, the half-crazy third in the Cheng family, really do it?

"The two Dao's strengths are for the sake of the court. I am very relieved. Let me think about this matter." Li Shimin sighed quietly and waved his hand.

After the two Taoist leaders had left, Li Shimin sat back on the couch dejectedly, his face worried about gains and losses.

That kid really has this ability. If he is not allowed to rule, his life is worrying, and I am afraid that if General Qin, who has not had a good life for a few years, died because of this, he would lose an official of the arm.

But if he was allowed to treat him, let alone such a half-crazy boy to treat General Qin's illness, he would be opposed by the ministers and workers.

If he failed to cure Qin Qing's life, what should he do, the emperor of Tang Dynasty?

Just as Li Shimin was worried and frowning, he heard movement from outside in his ears.

"General Zhao, how is his feeling today, Your Majesty?"

This obviously a bit ghostly voice made Li Shimin's face black.

"Who is out there who made ghosts and ghosts Chongchong, don't get in yet."

In the next moment, Li Ke, the dignified and energetic King of Tang Shu, looked serious and moved forward with rigorous demeanor.

He bowed to Li Shimin with an extremely correct attitude. "The sons and ministers send greetings to the emperor."

"Oh, isn't this Ke'er? How come you have time to be your father today." Li Shimin smiled, but this sentence was squeezed out of his teeth.

"Father, the son knows that he is wrong, he shouldn't be fooling around." Li Ke lowered his eyebrows, and had an honest attitude of admitting his mistakes and confessing punishment, which made Li Shimin very helpless.

Although this wicked man has not done any major evils, he has been hanging around with a honourable son.

It is really a headache for him to sing songs every night in Chang'an City, or go hunting all day long.

However, learning is the top of the few sons who have already entered school, and I am afraid it is not inferior to the book-loving bluebird.

The typical big mistakes are not made, small mistakes are constantly being made, so if you take him a meal, Li Shimin will also feel that the punishment is heavy, but don’t take him. He always thinks that this kid owes...

Thinking about this, Li Shimin couldn't help being a little envious of the bad guy who started to bite the gold. This guy's best way of education is physical education.

However, he is the emperor of Datang, so naturally he can't learn how to beat a child from such a bad courtier. But...

Although Li Ke's expression was very sad, he always looked at his father from the corner of his eye.

I only saw the father's face without speaking, his eyes flickering, and a fierce light that made his heart palpitations flashed from time to time.

But when I got there, my father actually smiled, but why did that smile make me feel unkind?

"Ke'er, how long have you been to Lu Guo Gong's Mansion?" Sure enough, the next sentence made Li Ke straighten his spine in an instant, with a dazed expression on his face.

"If I ask you something, why are you stunned?" Li Shimin was unhappy. Why, still want to pretend to be deaf and dumb?

"Father, the son-in-law has been filled with bitterness since the attack, and he has never dared to go again."

"Hehe, bitter water? How did the father hear that when his Royal Highness Shu left Cheng Mansion, he kept shouting for another bowl?" Li Shimin couldn't help but laugh.

Li Ke's face turned dark, and he looked at the emperor in front of him with a bitter look. Daddy, am I really yours?

Seeing Li Ke's appearance, Li Shimin's mood improved a lot, and he stroked his long beard and smiled.

"Okay, I just made a joke with you for my father. Well, today, go to Cheng's Mansion."

"Huh?" Li Ke looked at Li Shimin dumbfounded, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky. "Father, let's go to Cheng's Mansion another day, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."

Li Shimin's face was stern, but he followed Li Ke's gaze and glanced outside the house.

The sky was almost faint, and his face couldn't help but be a little weird. If Ke'er goes this time, I'm afraid it is very likely that he won't be able to come back...

"Well, forget it, it's another day, take a rest tomorrow, and you can wait two more days." Li Shimin instructed Li Ke.

Naturally, I was not afraid of Old Piff Cheng, but Ke'er went, and if I asked Old Piff Cheng to get rid of it, I would still talk about business matters.

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On the street outside Cheng's Mansion, old blacksmith Liu Zheng was walking home with a knife, but was stopped by his familiar neighbors.

"Lao Liu, I heard that you went to Cheng's house yesterday, why did you go? Lao Cheng's family wants a chopper?"

Old Liu chuckled irritably. "Cooking knife? The Cheng family couldn't see my old Liu's craftsmanship. Their third son said something iron-fighting was impossible.

He said that he wanted to hire a master craftsman to hit a finger-sized blade with an iron, and to create a lot of unknown things. "

Seeing the length of old Liu's gestures with his fingers, he immediately enjoyed himself as soon as he went to the neighborhood.

"Why are you hitting such a small knife with iron? It's not long enough to stab people. It seems that the third son of Cheng is sick..."

"Hey, look, it's here again. The King Shu and the second son of the Fang family, who had a heart-wrenching feast at the old Cheng's house last time, are here again."

Yigan's neighbors shut up, turning their gazes to the entrance of the street.

Saw the handsome Shu King Li Ke and the big second son of Fang family, surrounded by the guards, headed straight towards the Lu Guo Gong's mansion.

"Brother Dee, you listen, it seems that the neighbors of the old Cheng family recognize us, and they keep pointing at them..." Fang Jun said quietly, looking at the left and right.

"Heh... Yes, do you know? Every time I go to Chengfu, I walk in straight and carry it out sideways." Li Ke's face was dark.

His Majesty the King of Shu, in and out of the city of Chang'an, was so violent and handsome, but it was so embarrassing that he was even slumped in the Mansion of Lu Guo...

"Brother Weide, let's don't go, little brother, I'm afraid." Hearing Li Ke's words, Fang Jun sitting on horseback became worried.

Li Ke raised his whip in his hand, full of spirit.

"What are you afraid of? It's so early now, Brother Yu sent someone to Zuo Lingwei to inquire, and the old man went out of town to do errands.

No matter how late it is to return home, as long as we slid fast, it will be fine. "

"Really?" Fang Jun asked uneasyly.

"Of course it's true, can Brother Yu still lie to you? Hurry up, Brother Yu has a big deal today, I have to go and have a good chat with Brother Chubi..."

"That's good, let's go early today, and don't let Uncle Cheng catch him."

"..."