For a whole morning, Li Chengqian was also drowsy in Old Man Kong's care, if it weren't for the uncomfortable and inconvenient sleeping posture of kneeling, I was afraid that he would have already met with Zhou Gong.

"Your Highness, you scared me to death in the morning, I almost thought you would be beaten." Out of Chongwen Academy, Chunxiao patted her small chest and breathed a long sigh of relief, it seems that Kong Yingda, the old man, has put a lot of pressure on her.

"How is it possible, this king is so cute, honest and obedient, such a well-behaved and intelligent student, Master Confucius can't find it with a lantern, where is he willing to beat me." Leaving Chongwen Academy, where there was only one student of his own, Li Chengqian was also a lot more relaxed, and his temperament that likes to brag has flareed up again.

"His Royal Highness's speech is so interesting, but don't be heard by Master Confucius!" Although Chunxiao is usually more mature, she is a 13 or 4-year-old girl after all, and she is also a child, and she has been with Li Chengqian for a long time, and some jokes that are not big or small can still be said.

In order to cooperate with the little girl, Li Chengqian also pretended to look around mysteriously, and then said: "It's okay, Master Confucius didn't follow behind, don't be afraid." The sneaky little girl covered her mouth and smiled.

"Okay, okay, let's go back quickly, see if my chair has been delivered, my legs are numb this morning." I don't know if it's because my body is smaller, and my mental age has also become smaller, and for a whole morning, Li Chengqianguang thought about his chair.

"The chair has been delivered, and when His Highness was napping just now, the guards came to inform me." Thinking of Li Chengqian sitting there staring and napping, Chunxiao covered his mouth again and chuckled.

Li Chengqian walked briskly towards the Yiqiu Palace where he lived, and argued: "This king is not napping, but contemplation, do you understand?" It is to immerse yourself in thinking, so that you can deepen your understanding of what Confucius said. ”

"Yes, Your Highness, the slave knows." Chunxiao, who had stopped laughing, was teased by Li Chengqian again, and always felt as if since yesterday afternoon, His Royal Highness the Prince, who did not smile, seemed to have changed as a person.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a more beautiful Taishi chair than Li Chengqian's imagination placed at the door of his dormitory, the whole chair was polished smooth and visible, and several layers of dark vegetable paint were brushed for the sake of beauty, which added a lot of heaviness to the whole chair.

And after Zhang Lao Er went back last night, he seemed to have suddenly opened up, and he actually equipped the Taishi chair with a table, which was also meticulously polished, and painted with vegetable paint of the same color as the chair.

"Your Highness, do you think this time is what you like?" After a busy night with the two apprentices, Zhang Laoer, who was out of this table and chair, stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, nervously waiting for Li Chengqian's verdict.

Li Chengqian touched the smooth desktop, and was a little distracted for a while, if it is put into modern times, these things are all antiques, this palace, all the things here, even if they are a flower, a grass and a tree, can be regarded as antiques, even if they pull out their hair now, it is also an antique, but the most critical problem is that they can't get modern times!

Turning his head to look at Zhang Lao Er, who was still bending over and waiting for his opinion, Li Chengqian walked over and wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but found that he was a little not tall enough, so he had no choice but to pat his arm: "Zhang Lao Er, you did a good job, you worked hard." ”

The little man took out the style of an adult, which made the corners of everyone's mouth twitch in the courtyard, but no one dared to laugh out loud because they were afraid of the majesty of the royal family.

"Xiaomin doesn't work hard, as long as it doesn't delay His Highness's affairs." Zhang Lao Er's waist bent lower, and he could be praised by His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still remembered his name, which made Zhang Lao Er's excited legs tremble a little.

"Okay, don't get excited, go back and make two more sets like this in a while, and make a few more chairs." Li Chengqian really couldn't stand Zhang Lao'er's wrinkled face and was about to cry, so he had to tell him to make a few more sets, and everyone wanted to share good things, and he would be retributed for eating alone.

"Yes, Xiaomin will get it."

"Well, go get it, but remember to rest well, don't get tired, or there will be no one to make furniture for this king." Sympathetic to subordinates, movies and TV series in later generations are about to be rotten, and Li Chengqian can do it easily.

"Yes, Xiaomin understands, thank you Your Highness for your concern."

Looking at Zhang Lao'er, who was as excited as a sheep epileptic attack, trembling out, Li Chengqian rubbed his temples helplessly, turned around and jumped on the Taishi chair and sat down, and began to think about his own affairs.

After a long time, he patted the armrest of the chair vigorously and said to the eunuch who was waiting beside him: "Find a few people, carry this set of tables and chairs, and go to the Lizheng Hall." ”

"Your Highness, what do you want to ......?" Chunxiao didn't understand why Li Chengqian sent the tables and chairs he had worked so hard to get to the queen, so he asked.

Li Chengqian gave Chunxiao a contemptuous look, and then said: "This good steel should be used on the blade, and a good table and chair are of course to honor the father and the queen mother, but there is only one chair, and there are some fly in the ointment." ”

But I didn't know that Li Chengqian's voice fell, and when 'Lanruo Temple' was neutral, there was a tide of sycophants, and they praised the prince for his benevolence and filial piety, and Li Chengqian was embarrassed by the small abacus in his heart, and felt that it was a bit unauthentic to make an article about his own Lao Tzu.

You must know that the Taishi chair is a new thing, and it has never appeared in the Tang Dynasty, if Li Chengqian used it himself, who knows if those imperial historians can use this as an excuse to impeach him? So it's better to take this thing to your own Lao Tzu to try the limelight, if Comrade Lao Li uses it no problem, then Comrade Xiao Li will naturally have no problem using it.

At this time, in the Lizheng Palace, the eldest grandson queen was busy comforting her husband: "Second brother still don't be angry, beware of being angry, Qingque must be still young, and there is always a time when he thinks about it, and this time it is also out of kindness that he will report his imperial brother." ”

"Hmph, what kind of kindness will he have, he learned to discuss right and wrong behind people's backs at a young age, what will he do when he grows up?" Li Shimin picked up the tea on the small table and took a sip, still saying angrily.

"The second brother said this seriously, children always have times when they do wrong things, and the concubine has punished him to think about it behind closed doors for five days, thinking that he will learn some lessons." Whose children are distressed, whether it is Li Chengqian or Li Tai, they are the biological flesh and blood of the eldest grandson queen, so naturally they can't listen to others say that they are not, even if it is their husband.

But Li Qin's baby is indeed not angry, he was deceived by his imperial brother so easily, and he didn't want to think about how Kong Yingda's old stubbornness could compose poems for others, so he punished him for thinking about it behind closed doors for five days, first, the eldest grandson queen was angry that he accused Li Chengqian, and second, he was angry that this baby was too stupid, just like a melon peel.

"Okay, okay, Guanyin, I won't talk about it. However, did you say that the poem that Cheng Qian recited here last night was written by him? Seeing that Empress Changsun seemed to be a little angry, Li Shimin also stopped talking and turned his target to Li Chengqian.

"Naturally, yes, has the second brother Bo Gutong ever heard others chant today? Moreover, Gao Mingchang has never had contact with outsiders in the deep palace, and the second brother of several of his gentlemen also knows that he will never do anything to hand over his poems to others, so who is this poem not written by Gao Ming? ”