At the gate of the Zhenwang Mansion, Li Shimin walked into the Zhenwang Mansion with a look of joy on his face.
"My son has met my father!"
Li Chengfeng also bowed slightly and bowed to Li Shimin.
After all, this was the royal etiquette of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Chengfeng had to worship him.
However, Li Chengfeng thought to himself: Didn’t he just retreat to the court? Why did this old man come to me again?
"Hahaha, Feng'er gets up quickly. Feng'er is extremely wise and can be said to be the first genius boy today!"
Li Shimin hurried forward and helped Li Chengfeng up, his face full of doting.
"Father, you just spoke in front of all civil and military officials in the court and said you would give me 11,000 yuan! Did the Father come to give me money?"
"Uh... Feng'er, how can the father get 11,000 gold? Don't worry, Feng'er, the "South-to-North Water Diversion" strategy you proposed is not an exaggeration to call it the world's first plan for people's livelihood. So the father is absolutely absolutely
I won't owe you money! But my father is very curious, what would you do with that money?"
Li Shimin had a question on his face.
Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Isn't this simple? Of course, you use money to make money! Keeping money will only depreciate, so I plan to buy a street under Chang'an City to do business!"
"Doing business? Hahaha, Feng'er's mind is quite flexible and extremely smart!"
Li Shimin nodded with relief and continued: "The people's livelihood problems that have troubled emperors of all dynasties for countless years and have caused headaches for emperors of all dynasties. However, Feng'er can hit the nail on the head and solve problems such as drought and floods in the heart of the people. It seems that it is my little one.
Look at the wind!"
"So, Father, you come to me? You're not just trying to praise me in person, right?"
"Haha, Feng'er is really smart!"
Li Shimin looked at Li Chengfeng's red face, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.
Li Shimin looked kind and said, "Feng'er, I have questions I don't understand, so I want to ask them thoroughly! I want to know, what kind of profession is the archaeological research you mentioned before?"
"Oh, that thing, to put it nicely, it's called archaeology, to put it badly, it's called tomb robbery!"
"What? Tomb Raiders? Feng'er, you..."
Li Shimin instantly fell off his chin.
A six-year-old child, the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty, had his previous job actually robbed the tomb?
Li Shimin felt very distressed in an instant!
Then, he sighed with a embarrassed look on his face and said, "Feng'er, I'm sorry for you. I've asked you to do such a thing for six years!"
"Father, Father, I want to ask, did you not see my mother Cheng Yingying when you brought me out of Luojiang Village?"
"well……"
Li Shimin sighed again, shook his head, and said, "No! If it weren't for the letter Liu Changgui, a villager in Luojiang Village, who said that I had another son who had fallen in Luojiang Village, I'm afraid I wouldn't know that there was still wind in this world.
My son's existence!"
Whenever Li Shimin thinks of this, he feels very sad.
This was Li Shimin's fault, which led to his own son wandering outside for six years, his woman disappeared and his whereabouts were unknown.
Moreover, Luojiang Village is located on the border of Youzhou City in the Tang Dynasty and is even more dangerous to rely on the Turks in the north.
At this moment, Li Shimin was very worried that Li Chengfeng's mother Cheng Yingying would have been captured by the Turkic dog thief?
Li Shimin said: "Feng'er, don't worry too much now. I have asked the general Qin Qiong, the tiger's powerful army to take three thousand Xuanjia troops to Youzhou City to find your mother's whereabouts. She will definitely be fine and will definitely return to you.
of!"
"Um!"
Li Chengfeng nodded slightly, but said nothing more.
At this moment, his memory during his lifetime was completely coincidental with this weak body.
Another gentle and generous woman appeared in Li Chengfeng's mind.
And that woman is Li Chengfeng’s current mother, Cheng Yingying.
...
The next morning, Li Chengfeng still went to the palace to listen to the court as he did yesterday.
As soon as Li Chengfeng entered the grand hall, all the civil and military officials instantly cast their eyes on him.
This is the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty prodigy, Li Chengfeng, the future god king of the Tang Dynasty!
"Hello, the Eighth Prince, have you come to listen to the court so early today?"
The 24 founding heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, Duke Chen and Hou Junji, came forward to greet Li Chengfeng.
Li Chengfeng yawned and said helplessly: "It's okay if you don't come! I can't give you face, but I can't give my father a face, right?"
"Uh, this... the Eighth Prince, you are really good at joking!"
Hou Junji's expression was instantly stiff, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but jump.
The eighth prince really made a shocking statement.
What he meant was that he didn’t take the civil and military officials in the entire court seriously, and only Li Shimin could suppress him?
However, Li Chengfeng covered his mouth and started to laugh.
Because just now, a familiar electronic sound rang out in his system: "Ding, the surprise from Hou Junji, the naughty value is 10!"
At this time, Wei Zheng touched his butt again and staggered past Li Chengfeng.
After seeing this, Li Chengfeng's eyes lit up instantly and he said, "Duke Zheng, does your butt still hurt? He said he should listen to my father's words carefully. Look, you will be your butt when you get distracted!"
Wei Zheng's old face turned dark in an instant.
This eighth prince didn’t pick up any pot. His butt was hit by thirty pieces yesterday. Wasn’t it because you were making noises next to him?
The result is good. You can't help but understand me, but you still come to mock me?
"Hmph, the Eighth Prince, the old minister is very tough, so I don't have to worry about the Eighth Prince!"
Wei Zheng was covered in black lines.
Because yesterday, the "South-to-North Water Diversion Project" proposed by Li Chengfeng had already been introduced to Wei Zheng's ears.
When Wei Zheng heard this, he exclaimed that he was so terrifying.
I'm afraid that only geniuses among geniuses can come up with this idea, right?
This can also prove that the Eighth Prince is likely to be a genius who has never been seen in the Tang Dynasty in a century!
Just a genius, he is prone to jealousy and bend down halfway.
Wei Zheng continued: "The Eighth Prince, the so-called talent is not revealed, and the same is true for his intelligence!"
"Hmm? Do I need your education?"
"Of course, no need. The Eighth Prince was naturally educated by the emperor, but the old minister said so, in fact, it was for the Eighth Prince's good!"
Wei Zheng said the high-sounding one, but in fact, he wanted to disgust Li Chengfeng?
But Li Chengfeng smiled slightly.
OK, you Wei Zheng, your butt doesn’t hurt anymore, right? Then today, I will continue to slap your butt.
Wei Zheng was a famous prime minister in history. He often argued against Li Shimin in the court, relying on his loyal prime minister left by the previous dynasty, and he leaned against Li Yuan, and sometimes even made Li Shimin unable to come to Taiwan.
Unexpectedly, this time he raised his argument and came to Li Chengfeng's head?
Wei Zheng was so happy that he felt much more relieved after he argued with the Eighth Prince.
Chapter completed!