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Chapter 2: Grabbing Li Shimin's beard

But the person who spoke to him was the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty. He was only six years old, and his childish words were unscrupulous. Fang Xuanling had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky!
But this time, it was Du Ruhui's turn to cover his mouth and chuckle.
The origin of this eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty is not simple.
He started to criticize Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling wildly, but after criticizing them, he still laughed happily.
Yes, with Li Shimin doting on Li Chengfeng, the two prime ministers of the Tang Dynasty dared not speak out!
However, Li Chengfeng finally knew how to earn the system's naughty points.
As long as he is naughty and naughty, he can gain naughtiness points from other people's shocked and surprised emotions!
"And that..."
"Um?"
When all the civil and military officials heard this, their hearts rose to their throats.
Coming again?
Who is suffering this time?
"Forget it...I'm too lazy to say it!"
"Huh... okay, okay, the Eighth Prince finally shut up!"
When the civil and military officials saw that Li Chengfeng was not talking, their anxious hearts finally sank!

"Hahaha, you two prime ministers and the eighth prince Tong Yan Wuji, please don't take it too seriously!"
Li Shimin naturally would not condemn Li Chengfeng, but instead opened his mouth to comfort Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling.
The two prime ministers looked at each other and relieved their inner depression.
Du Ruhui thought to himself: The eighth prince told the emperor to get lost, and the emperor didn't care, so what reason did he have to be angry?
After thinking about it, Du Ruhui suddenly felt much better.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng was still thinking about how to complete the tasks issued by the system and earn those 1,000 naughty points!
Pull out Li Shimin's three beards? Although this task is difficult, Li Chengfeng is not without options!
Doesn’t Li Shimin feel sorry for himself, the eighth prince?
Well, then you should act rationally and understand it emotionally. If it doesn't work, you'll immediately fall for it.
Anyway, Li Chengfeng will definitely pull out three of Li Shimin's beards today.
Li Shimin saw Li Chengfeng sitting on the Jinluan chair in a daze, and a look of guilt appeared on his face again.
"Feng'er, starting from today, I will never let you wander outside and let you be bullied!"
Li Shimin gently wiped Li Chengfeng's dirty face.
Li Chengfeng raised his head, his eyes as bright as stars showing a little doubt.
"Are you really my biological father?"
Li Shimin was overjoyed when he saw this and said: "Of course Feng'er, I am your father! Your mother's name is Cheng Yingying, then Feng'er you are my child!"
"Are you really my father?"
"Yes, Feng'er, are you finally willing to acknowledge me?"
Li Shimin was immediately moved.
He opened his arms and wanted to hug Li Chengfeng again.
However, a sly smile appeared on Li Chengfeng's lips.
When Li Shimin approached Li Chengfeng, Li Chengfeng suddenly grabbed a handful of Li Shimin's beard with his little hand.
"Oh, Feng'er, you..."
At this moment, Li Shimin's entire brain was in a state of confusion.
He originally thought that Li Chengfeng had accepted him, but he didn't expect that this "preserved egg" would pull his beard?
"Ah? My emperor, please calm down. My emperor, please calm down..."
Above the court, countless civil and military officials saw this and immediately knelt down.
Even Qin Qiong on the side was frightened and hurriedly knelt down and begged Li Shimin to calm down.
After all, everyone knew that pulling out the beard of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was a crime of beheading.
Although the other party is the eighth prince, once Li Shimin gets angry, no one can save Li Chengfeng!
"You are a traitor, you are a traitor..."
Li Shimin's hands were shaking with anger.
"Your Majesty, calm down! He is the eighth prince, you can't hit him!" Fang Xuanling on the side consoled him.
Li Shimin's outstretched right hand stopped in mid-air, as if he wanted to slap it down, but he couldn't bear it.
I could only cry out bitterly: "You traitor!"
On the other hand, Li Chengfeng was secretly having fun.
Because at this moment, the sound of ‘ding ding ding’ is constantly ringing in the system.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for overfulfilling the task: pulling out one of Li Shimin's beards and awarding him 2,000 naughty points!"

"Guizi, why don't you get down from my golden throne quickly?"
Li Shimin looked at Li Chengfeng angrily.
"I want my mother!"
"What?"
"I want my mother!"
After Li Chengfeng finished speaking, Li Shimin was stunned.
Li Chengfeng was yelled at by Li Shimin, so he pretended to have tears in his eyes, making people feel distressed just looking at him.
"I want my mother, my father will be cruel, I hate my father!"
"Feng'er, I..."
In almost an instant, Li Shimin's face once again changed from full of anger to full of guilt.
"Feng'er, it's my father's fault! I lost your mother! But don't be afraid, Feng'er. From today on, I will definitely find Feng'er's mother and let her come back to us!"
So, Li Shimin turned to look at Qin Qiong and said: "Gong Yi Guo, please pass down the order and ask General Li Junxian to lead three thousand Xuanjia troops to Youzhou City to find the whereabouts of Cheng Yingying!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Qin Qiong cupped her fists to accept the order, exited the court, and went to follow Li Shimin's order!
"Feng'er, are you satisfied with what I have done?"
"Yes, I am satisfied. I thank my father!"
Seeing that Li Chengfeng was finally willing to admit that he was his biological father, Li Shimin also laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, okay! From today on, Li Chengfeng is my dragon son and the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty!"
"Come on, send the order, the Eighth Prince will return to Beijing, and the whole country will celebrate for three days!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Li Shimin waved his sleeves and spoke powerfully.
All civil and military officials nodded yes!
Li Chengfeng also looked at Li Shimin blankly. Is this the legendary majesty of an emperor?
As expected, he was mighty, domineering and majestic.
Li Chengfeng also figured it out.
Being in the Tang Dynasty and being the son of Li Shimin, he must still recognize him as his father.
After all, Li Shimin was the biggest drawcard during the Zhenguan years of the Tang Dynasty.
As the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Chengfeng, with Li Shimin as his backer, shouldn't he be able to be as arrogant as he wants?
When Li Shimin saw Li Chengfeng, he finally recognized him as his father.
He was smiling so brightly that he completely forgot about Li Chengfeng pulling his beard just now.
Li Shimin smiled and said: "Feng'er, from today on, you are the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty! From now on, whatever you want, I will follow you!"
"Okay, Father, I would like to thank you!"
"My lord, please welcome the return of the Eighth Prince..."
All the civil and military officials of the dynasty bowed to Li Chengfeng again.
It was like a wave of air rushing toward Li Chengfeng's chest.
This is the authority of the Tang royal family, right?
Sure enough, as the saying goes, money, power and beauty are the three most difficult hurdles for heroes in the world.
And power can overwhelm all living beings, and it is not an exaggeration to make the children of the royal family kill each other.
But Li Chengfeng felt that a prince who did not want to be the emperor was not a good prince.
He glanced sideways at Li Shimin, glanced at himself again, and then murmured: "Forget it, I'm still young, so I'd better wait until later to become the emperor!"
Chapter completed!
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