The piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and flowers were always there.

Now all seven things have changed, including food, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

In the imperial study of Liangyi Palace, Li Shimin, who had left the court, had a handwritten copy in his hand, which was the poem Du He had "written" by Lu Yuanlang in the morning.

At first glance, this poem seems to be a limerick poem. When you read it carefully, you will find that it has profound meanings.

Especially when the Du family lost power, it came from Du He's mouth, and after reading it, it felt a desolate smell.

The rich young master who was nostalgic for the fireworks land now can only work hard for the firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the bitterness is not worthy of being told by outsiders.

Shaking his head, Li Shimin put down the poem and suddenly smiled: "I can't tell that Du He is still as talented as he can write poetry."

"It should be because of my feelings." Fang Xuanling also looked at the poems on the table, shook his head and sighed: "However, Deming has passed this time. How can a child become a poem in five steps? This is a bit difficult."

Li Shimin obviously did not support Fang Xuanling's point of view: "I think Deming is doing a good job. I have seen that boy Du He yesterday. He is so lazy that I am so lazy that I am afraid I can live a life of death if I don't put some pressure on him."

Fang Xuanling smiled and did not argue with Li Shimin on this issue. It was nothing important. Du He was a junior no matter what. It was not worth making a prime minister or emperor so serious.

However, Li Shimin was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "I plan to give Xiao Shiqi to Du He, what do you think?"

"Princess Yi?" Fang Xuanling was stunned.

Although there have been rumors that Li Shimin planned to marry Du Erlang, most of them were spreading rumors, and there was no accurate letter. Now the emperor's confirmation has really surprised Fang Xuanling: "Your Majesty, is this too early?"

"I also felt it was a bit early before, but... since that kid is so strong, I will put a little more pressure on him to see where he can go." Li Shimin tapped his fingers on the poem intentionally or unintentionally, probably because he was stimulated by this poem.

Fang Xuanling smiled bitterly. To be honest, it is really hard to say whether the seventeenth princess Li Yi married Du He or not was good or bad for the Du family. After all, this princess' personality is too similar to His Majesty the Emperor.

Du Gou, the contemporary head of the Du family, could not suppress the princess at all, and the same was true for the mistress Cui. As for Du He... Fang Xuanling didn't know if this quirky guy could suppress the princess, but it was very likely that he couldn't suppress it.

In this way, the Du family will tie up the chariot of the Seventeenth Princess. In the future... Forget it, I can't even take care of it now, who will consider the future?

At least for now, the Du family and Princess Seventeen are only beneficial and not harmful. The only troublesome thing is, can Princess Seventeen, who is straightforward and dares to speak and do things, fall in love with the boy of the Du family?

...

Du He, who had just completed the registration and had a class, did not know that his future had been arranged by Li Shimin, nor did he know that His Majesty the emperor arranged for him the famous Seventeenth Princess, Li Yi, who is the first person to pursue free love - Princess Gaoyang (don't care about age, age is fake).

Yes, it was Princess Gaoyang, this tough girl who should have belonged to Fang Yiai, was slapped in the future by Du He, the little butterfly, and was coming to him with sharpening his knife.

"Du Erlang, let me know my name is Cheng Chumo, the boss of the Cheng family. How old are you?" After class at noon, a muscular man with strong hair was thrusting his hair in front of Du He who was rubbing his legs. His steel needle-like beard made him look at least in his thirties.

"Thirteen." Try to avoid the oncoming spit, Du He was full of entanglement, and he spit out two words as if he were gold.

Cheng Chumo, who had a hairy face, laughed: "Hahaha... Very good. From now on, you will be my little brother. If you mess with me in the future, you will get my name if you get into trouble."

Du He is full of black lines. I am here to study, not to be involved in society, nor to be involved in society. I am here to make a joke to my elder brother.

Wanting to refuse, a handsome young man squeezed over to the side, sat at the next table, and said with a smile: "Du Erlang, do you still know me? Changsun Chong, this year's sixteenth."

One is the son of Cheng Yaojin, who is so terrified when mentioned in Chang'an City, and the other is the son of Changsun Wuji, who is like Maitreya Buddha. The memories left by his ex-president "Du He" are many of the "great achievements" of these two people.

However, Du He was the first to know these people in the past, but he didn't actually get along much. After all, they are all eldest sons and will inherit the family business in the future. As a second generation ancestor, he is not a person from the same world.

But now... Du He is a little confused. What's the matter with these two guys introducing themselves so formally? I plan to bring me to be my younger brother?

Looking at this and then that, Du He's eyes were circling around Cheng Chumo and Changsun Chong's faces.

Even fools can see that these two guys are not in the way, and even if they are willing to fall into depravity and become their younger brothers, it is not easy to stand in the sidelines, right?

Thinking of it, Du He was about to speak, but he didn't expect that Cheng Chumo was even more anxious than him. He glared at Changsun and shouted at Changsun: "You're the one with Changsun, you deliberately did it to me, believe it or not, I'll beat you up after class."

Changsun Chong was not willing to be outdone and glared at him: "It's a shame for a gentleman, Cheng Chumo, what else would you do except fight and kill? Otherwise, you can choose poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and paintings. If you are afraid, you will kneel down and call you Grandpa three times."

Hula...

The originally hilarious playboys immediately gathered together and divided into two groups of seven dissatisfied and eight dissatisfied.

Compared with the Imperial College where there is a stagnant pool of water, Du He found that the Hongwenguan was so interesting and full of energy.

With such a group of disasters, it is difficult to be lonely in the future.

Seeing that the two groups became more and more fun, Du He couldn't help but cough, attracting everyone's attention: "Hehe, a few, I want to say, should you ask me what I mean before arguing? I don't seem to have promised that I will definitely be with whom, right?"

"Du Erlang, what do you mean? What do you want to set up a flag on the territory of Hongwenguan?"

Cheng Chumo's tone was quite fierce, and Changsun Chong also had bad eyes: "I didn't see that, Du Erlang is a little courageous. Is he trying to give his brothers a warning as soon as he came?"

Facing the two people who were eyeing each other, Du He smiled slightly: "It's not enough to be a wise man, but it's always good to say that snakes don't leave without heads, birds don't fly without heads. It's boring for everyone to fight like this. It's better to set a goal if I think it's better to set a goal. Whoever does it will be the boss of Hongwenguan. Everyone will listen to him in the future. How about it?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's really a biting dog that doesn't bark. You weren't so arrogant when you were in the Imperial College before. Du He, do you think it would be great to be able to do two destructive poems? "Since you see, what are you, what qualifications do you have to show off in front of me?"

Changsun Chong said very rudely, and it could even be said to be full of sarcasm. The playboys sneered at Du He, intending to see how he answered.

"That's it?"

Du He shook his head in disappointment: "Changsun Chong, to be honest, although you are older and the eldest son in your family, just a few words from the bottom of your heart, I, Du Laoer, look down on you."

Changsun stood up and said, "Do you dare to look down on me?"

"This is not a question of whether to dare or not, but a question of whether to tell the truth."

Du He spread his hands: "For example, now, it's easy for me to call you the boss, it's easy for me to say it's easy for me to look down on you, but do you think I really treat you as the boss? Do you think I'll say 'stupid' in my heart while calling you the boss?"

Changsun Chong's face turned red, Cheng Chumo laughed, and his bear's paw-like claws slapped Du He's shoulder, and his sharp front teeth shone brightly: "Well said, Du Erlang, whether you agree with me or not, just based on your words, I recognize you brother."

Du He didn't dare to let him slap his little body, and he hurriedly bowed to him with a smile: "Actually, I don't want to target anyone, brothers don't be surprised if you have any unpleasant words. But I think that since everyone wants to be the boss, first of all, you must know what the boss is, and secondly, how to be a boss, what are the boss's responsibilities and obligations... Bar, bar, crackle..."

a long time…….

Cheng Chumo's eyes were covered with threads, and there were only questions and exclamations on his forehead.

Changsun Chong was slightly better than Cheng Chumo, but he was also dumbfounded, as if he was struck by lightning.

Everyone had a thought in their minds, it turned out that as a boss, there was so much knowledge, and today I really had such a long experience.

Du He smacked his lips with unfulfilled intentions and continued to say: "So, it is not so easy to be a boss. Being a boss is not only a glory, but also a responsibility and obligation. Helping brothers vent their anger and fighting for them is only one aspect. How to get benefits for brothers and how to constantly improve themselves with brothers is the key.

For example, when I go to school at Hongwenguan, I believe everyone will kneel until their legs are numb every time they are in class? If I were the boss, I would definitely try my best to change this and let my brothers free their legs and stop suffering this kind of torture."

"Swish, I've been talking for a long time but I still want to be the boss."

Changsun Chong said disdainfully: "Du Erlang, don't say that I, Changsun Chong, bully the newcomer. Today I will put it here. If you can really solve the problem of sitting, you will be the boss in Hongwenguan in the future."

Du He looked at this and then that, and felt a little embarrassed: "It's not good. Your Majesty asked me to come to Hongwenguan to study, but I didn't let me be the boss. If your Majesty finds out..."

Changsun Chong curled his lips and said as if you really had a way to solve the problem. He ignored Du He and looked at Cheng Chumo: "Cheng Dalang, what did you say?"

Cheng Chumo was naturally unwilling to let the crowd down, and patted his strong pectoral muscles with great enthusiasm: "You Changsun Chong dare to agree, so I, Old Cheng, dare to do it too."

"Okay, today we will make a gentleman's appointment. No matter who you are sitting, as long as you can solve the problem of kneeling for your brothers, you will be recognized as the boss in our Hongwenguan in the future. If there are any violations, they will be abandoned."

A group of kids, the largest fifteen or sixteen, and the smallest fifteen or three, shouted in unison like they were injected with chicken blood: "Give it aside!"

Only Du He sat cross-legged in his position and felt helpless. I really don’t want to be the boss. I really just want to give you a suggestion, why don’t you believe it?

After finalizing the bet, everyone even knew each other. A group of kids who were at most high school students in later generations immediately asked him, the newcomer to treat him, Huashang Pavilion in Dongcheng City, and he would not return without getting drunk.

Changsun Chong even said indirectly: "Du Erlang, you are also fighting for the boss. Brothers, you won't agree to such a small request, right?"

"I didn't want to fight." Du He complained, silently reached into his arms, and took out a copper plate: "One, two..."

While the playboys were stunned, Du He counted all the copper plates and said in a very bachelor's opinion: "There are only eighteen copper plates, so you can do whatever you want."

It’s a big deal, eighteen copper coins, and it’s not enough to drink outside.

Changsun Chong was speechless, but thinking about the Du family's recent situation, he could understand it.

If the Du family really wants to have money, it will not be called to the idiot Li Yuanchang to ask for money.

Only Cheng Chumo was stupid and never thought about this. He showed the boss's attitude of caring for his younger brother at the right time and said in a rough voice: "I said Du Erlang, even if Uncle Du has passed away, you shouldn't be doing so miserable, right? Your brother has inherited such a big family business, wouldn't he give you some money?"

It's heartbreaking, Cheng Heizi.

When Du He thought of Du Gou's prodigal thing, his liver hurt.

Damn it, that's thousands of stakes. When will you pay it back?

It was good to beat Li Yuanchang before, but where was the account still hanging? Although Li Shimin presided over justice for him, he did not say that he would not have to pay back those thousands of stakes.

However, these family scandals should not be made public. At the critical moment, Du He insisted on not being able to fight and said, "I am now thirteen and I am about to become an adult. Why do you have the nerve to always ask for money from the family?"

"That's right." Cheng Chumo nodded in agreement or not, and then asked, "What will you do in the future? Just live on these eighteen copper coins?"
Chapter completed!