Coming out of the Dongshi Municipal Bureau, Li Chengqian looked at Steward Zhou, who was dragging oil bottles, and completely lost the interest in shopping, so he had no choice but to go back to the palace.

And Steward Zhou sent Li Chengqian all the way to Yanxi Gate, and watched him enter the imperial city and walk without a shadow, so he breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his head, and returned to Changsun Mansion.

But after returning to the palace, Li Chengqian still had no other place to go, and Old Man Sun was very busy during this time, so he didn't have the heart to teach him a lesson at all, but just prepared his own "Commentary on the Five Classics".

Li Chengqian didn't like to go to the other brothers, they were all little children, and they were simply people from two worlds; If the eldest grandson doesn't want to be preached, it's better to stay away; As for the ...... of the imperial grandfather Li Yuan, thinking about the old man's resentful eyes, Li Chengqian felt that it was better than his own 'Lanruo Temple' full of 'clang' sounds.

But the question is, what are the three big cars parked at the gate of the West Pond Courtyard of the 'Lanruo Temple'? What's in the car for nothing?

Li Chengqian looked at the three carts in front of the small courtyard blankly, and it took him a quarter of an hour to figure out where these three carts of cotton came from.

"Your Highness, are you back?" When Chunxiao, who was busy, passed by the small gate of Xichi Courtyard, he accidentally saw Li Chengqian standing outside, and hurriedly put down the things in his hand and ran over.

"Chunxiao, tell your Highness, what are these?" Li Chengqian pointed to the whole three carts of cotton, and said to Chunxiao helplessly.

"His Majesty sent someone to send it in the morning, saying that the quilt is very good, and it is necessary to make more. He also said that as long as it is made into quilts, he will not pursue the matter of the quilt you will give to Princess Changle in private. Looking at the three carts of cotton, Chunxiao rubbed the corners of his clothes, looked at Li Chengqian with his spare eyes, as if he had made some mistake, and said sneeringly.

To Chunxiao's surprise, Li Chengqian sighed, shook his head helplessly, and silently entered his small courtyard, seemingly not interested in Li Shimin's punishment at all.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Chunxiao looked at Li Chengqian's strange performance and asked with some concern.

"Hehe, what can I do?" Li Chengqian turned his head and looked at Chunxiao with a smile and asked rhetorically.

"But, but, you ......" Chunxiao was confused by Li Chengqian for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

"Okay, little girl, I know what you're thinking, my father is taking care of me, I really have to thank him for the old man." Looking at the spring dawn in Nene, Li Chengqian said leisurely.

"Why?" Chunxiao didn't understand what Li Chengqian meant, and asked with big eyes blinking.

"Why? Chunxiao, do you say that the two carts of white stacks in our yard, even if they are all made into quilts, are they enough for the concubines in the palace? Li Chengqian walked to the edge of a tree, leaned his body against the tree, looked at Chunxiao and asked.

"Yes, it shouldn't be enough, now I've used up a car, and only 7 quilts have been made."

"That's the way it is, don't suffer from widowhood but suffer from inequality, when you didn't have it, forget it, and now if you don't have a share in it, you say, am I going to be hated? Is the queen mother, who is responsible for distributing things, also to be hated? Li Chengqian fiddled with a broken branch and explained softly to Chunxiao.

"It's ......".

"So my father brought these white stacks to help me, not to punish me, now you understand?"

"Well, the maid understands." Li Chengqian flipped his fingers, and Chunxiao finally figured out how the game between father and son was played.

In fact, the harem that Li Chengqian said does not only refer to the harem of his son Li Shimin, but also includes his Laozi, Li Yuan's harem, the old man now has nothing to do every day, and he makes villains all day long.

Until now, if you have a big harem, there are countless concubines, not to mention, it seems that you have to add a younger brother or sister to His Majesty the Tang Emperor during this time.

Datang puts filial piety first, so if the quilt is not enough to distribute, so that the old Li Yuan is dissatisfied, I am afraid that the life of the mother and son of Empress Changsun and Li Chengqian will not be easy, even if there is no impeachment, there will be many people poking the backbone in the back.

These are actually what Li Chengqian thought of when he heard Chunxiao say that these things were sent by his emperor Lao Tzu, and when he punished him, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, otherwise when he remembered these things, he might not be able to refer to the year of the monkey.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, there is one more thing." Chunxiao, who let go of his worries, finally had a smile, and seeing Li Chengqian continue to walk towards the courtyard, he hurriedly chased after him and said in the back.

"Anything else? Then tell me what else my father said. Li Chengqian stopped and turned his head to Chunxiao and asked.

"Your Highness, the blacksmith also came in the morning, and sent all the things you asked him to make last time." Chunxiao knew that Li Chengqian cared about the things sent by the blacksmith very much, and he had asked many times in the past few days, so after putting down the matter of Bai Diezi, he immediately thought about it.

"Stove? You mean the blacksmith brought the stove? Where did you put it? Thinking that he could finally avoid freezing at night, Li Chengqian's interest immediately soared, and he couldn't wait to install the stove himself.

"Well, it's right there!" Chunxiao said and pointed to a corner of the courtyard.

"Then what are you still standing for, you go and notify Zhao Lao Er to come over, and by the way, let the mason come over too. Lao Wang, tell someone to start work and try to get it done before dark. Li Chengqian, who was excited, gave full play to the essence of being crazy, and turned around the group of people in the courtyard with shouts and drinks.

The crown prince who followed Li Chengqian, Liurate, has been accustomed to this kind of life for more than three months, and since following this prince, it seems that he has never stopped for a few days.

The 'Lanruo Temple', which was already very lively, was even more lively this time, Zhao Lao Er was repairing the windows, so that the iron pipes with the thickness of human heads could peek out of the windows, the blacksmith was responsible for installing the furnace in the designated position, and the guards were responsible for removing all the things that needed to be removed.

As for the masons, they were to be in charge of the pankang under the guidance of Li Chengqian, that is, to build a platform with a passage out of clay and stone.

The work of making quilts had to be stopped, there was no way to stop, it was too dirty, there was ash everywhere, and Li Chengqian even demolished a wall in the room where he slept, just to repair a European-style fireplace.

"Zhao Lao Er, you can take that window to the outside of the yard and repair it, don't stand in the way."

"Blacksmith Sun, won't you go outside to pick up those iron tubes? Why are you doing it in the house? ”

"Will the 'bald king' work, if the tiles on it are not lifted, the wall will be pushed, you want to stone people to death."

With an iron helmet on his head and an unknown guard, Li Chengqian stood on a rockery in the courtyard with his waist crossed, directing the progress of the project with shouts and shouts, while Chunxiao was pulling his clothes tightly behind, for fear that he would fall from it if he was excited.

This is what Empress Changsun saw when she went to Xichi Courtyard.