Chapter 4 Where will there be good birds in the royal family?

Quiet, the whole hall was quiet, and the needle drop could be heard, only Li Chengqian's immature voice slowly echoed.

The heavy seams can't bear to be moved lightly, and there are old thread marks on the mother.

The whole poem has no gorgeous rhetoric and embellishment, but it sincerely and tactfully expresses the longing for his mother, which made the eyes of everyone in the hall red for a while, and even the sound of the autumn wind passing outside the hall was a little lower.

At this time, Li Chengqian also had tears in his eyes, not for others, but for his parents in later generations.

"Clever my son, clever my son." Empress Changsun was also full of tears in her eyes at this time, and she didn't know what to think, but she just hugged Li Chengqian tightly in her arms and kept comforting softly.

How can a woman who can be a queen be an ordinary person, and the eldest grandson queen is the best among the harem concubines of the past dynasties, whether a poem is good or bad, whether it has appeared, you can make a judgment almost instantly.

Li Chengqian's true feelings were revealed, and the trace of concern revealed in his eyes was absolutely unfake, and Empress Changsun was already sure at this time that this poem must be written by her son Li Gaoming, and no one would write it on her behalf, but how could a child have such a profound understanding was something she was a little puzzled about.

Li Tai, who was one year younger than Li Chengqian, saw that no one was paying attention to him at this time, and he was a little surprised, twisted his chubby little body and ran to the side of the eldest grandson, and said softly: "Queen Mother, don't cry, it's all the emperor's brother who is not good, and if you are angry, the son will definitely tell his father and let his father punish him." ”

The children in the palace are very precocious, and the 7-year-old already knows the importance of the throne and begins to fight for power, but at this time, Li Tai doesn't know why the eldest grandson is crying, and the self-righteous sycophant slaps the horse's leg directly.

How could the eldest grandson, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, not understand Li Tai's careful thoughts, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he thought of the changes in the Xuanwu Gate he had just experienced, could it be that God destined the Li family to do that brotherly cannibalism?

"Qingque, don't misunderstand your royal brother, the queen mother is crying because of other things, your brothers are connected by flesh and blood, and you must support each other in the future, otherwise the queen mother will not feel at ease even if she goes to the underworld." Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. This is the current thinking of the eldest grandson, as long as he lives for a day, he will not let the two brothers be good at sword soldiers.

"The queen mother must not say this, the sons and daughters will be sad, and Gao Ming will definitely make a good story with the second brother and brother." Without waiting for Li Tai to answer, Li Chengqian hurriedly bent down and behaved like a baby. But what I thought in my heart was: Ya's name is Qingque, I don't know if Xiao Ding Ding is cyan, find an opportunity to turn it out for him.

"If only I knew." Seeing that Li Chengqian's attitude was respectful and sincere, Empress Changsun didn't say anything more, and as for Li Tai, who stood aside and didn't achieve his goal, he had already been ignored.

"Come on, pass the meal!" The palace maids beside Empress Changsun have been with her for a long time, and they don't need to be instructed at all, and they understand what the queen means with one look.

For dinner, because of Li Tai's words, the mother and son filial piety that should have been completely tasteless, after grinding and chirping hastily, Li Chengqian left in the voice of the eldest grandson's entrustment, but before leaving, he raised his eyebrows with the eldest grandson on his back to Li Tai, who had not yet recovered from depression, and the angry 7-year-old little fat man's little face instantly turned red.

"Queen Mother, I'm going back too." Li Chengqian was leaving, and Li Tai felt that he had just said the wrong thing, which had already caused the eldest grandson to be unhappy, and of course he would not stay uncomfortable.

"Hmm. Go ahead, remember, don't do anything to make the queen sad again. The eldest grandson had a cold face, and after saying a word to Li Tai, he waved his hand to let the two brothers retreat.

"Brother Huang, who taught you that poem?" Out of the Li main hall, Li Tai did not leave in a hurry, but grabbed Li Chengqian, stared at a pair of small eyes that were squeezed together, and asked.

"You said the one just now? Naturally, it was taught by Confucius during the day, what's wrong? Li Chengqian looked at Li Tai with some confusion, in fact, he was already laughing in his heart, stinky boy, this little Taoist line also comes to Lao Tzu's words, see Lao Tzu teach you a lesson.

"No, it's nothing, the younger brother is also quite interested in poetry, and I plan to ask Master Confucius for advice in the future." Li Tai got the answer he wanted, and he was satisfied, feeling that Li Cheng had a straw bag, and it was so easy to trust others, how could he be the king of a country, or he was suitable.

"Oh, I see. But Qingque, poetry is a trail after all, you must not indulge too deeply, and studying knowledge is the right way. Li Chengqian pretended to persuade and took out a posture of an eldest brother training a younger brother, so that Li Tai was not aggrieved.

"Brother Remember, if Brother Huang is fine, Brother Brother will retire." Knowing that Li Chengqian's poems were copied, Li Tai didn't have the idea of inking with him, so it was important to go back and report to Empress Changsun quickly.

"The second brother will go, and the brother will also return to the palace." Li Chengqian gently hooked the corners of his mouth, secretly funny in his heart, sure enough, there are no good birds in the royal family, his face is kind, and he will use the knife in private when he turns around, he doesn't believe that Li Taihui really wants to go to Kong Yingda to ask for any poetry, because no one in the entire palace likes that old stubbornness.

But whatever, didn't Guo Guangtou of later generations say: If you use a lie to verify a lie, what you get must be a lie. Just let that kid Li Tai talk about things with a self-righteous handle, as for what punishment that stinky boy can get, ...... will naturally know in the future.

It took about 10 minutes for Li Chengqian to return to his 'Lanruo Temple' again, but he found that he was hungry again. Just now in the Li Zheng Palace, because I was afraid that I would not pay attention to the flaws, so I have been cautious, and I have been meticulous in accordance with the practice in my memory, but I ...... and I didn't eat enough.

"Chunxiao, do you have anything to eat?" Li Chengqian frowned, looked at the chair as big as the desktop, rubbed his stomach and turned his head and asked.

It wasn't until Li Chengqian opened his mouth that Chunxiao seemed to have been holding back for a long time, and said a little anxiously: "Your Highness, you still want to eat, you must know that after His Royal Highness King Wei inquires about you, he will definitely go to make a small report, and then the queen will blame ......." ”

Li Chengqian waved his hand impatiently, climbed onto the huge chair, sat cross-legged, looked at Chunxiao and said, "Is Master Confucius here today?" ”

"No, Master Confucius is very busy this time, and he hasn't been here for some days." Chunxiao shook his head and said.

"That's it, what are you worried about before Master Confucius came?"

"But ......."

"Go, go, little girl, what do you know, go and find some food for this king, this king is about to starve to death."

Watching Chunxiao leave, Li Chengqian turned his head to look at the craftsman who was standing aside waiting for praise, he really wanted to ask this guy who didn't have a long head, is the chair as big as the desktop for people to sit on?