The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

When Empress Changsun saw Li Shimin acting like this, she knew that he valued Zhao Chen very much.

Your Majesty, Zhao Chen is our child and the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty. He will definitely help you! Empress Changsun said with a smile.

Yes, Maid Guanyin is right. Come on, let me sit on this chair.

I've been busy all afternoon, you little bastard really has no conscience! Li Shimin scolded with a smile.

Sit down next to Queen Changsun.

It's much more comfortable than my dragon couch.

I have decided that at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I will sit on this chair and drink and chat with the officials! Li Shimin's face was already full of smiles.

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Zhao Chen, you are growing, eat more! In the tavern, Queen Changsun put the fried eggs on the plate into Zhao Chen's bowl.

Li Shimin next to him felt sour.

Queen Changsun hadn't served him food for a long time.

Auntie should also eat more. She is weak and needs to supplement her nutrition. Zhao Chen said with a smile.

By the way, Zhao Chen, your aunt and I are staying at your place today. You can spare the room for your aunt, and I will sleep with you in the lobby. It just so happens that I have something to discuss with you. Li Shimin could I couldn't stand the scene before me.

He is the emperor and is the center wherever he goes.

Why are you acting like an outsider now?

This made Li Shimin feel very uncomfortable.

Empress Changsun smiled softly, thinking that His Majesty the Emperor was even jealous of his own son.

Is there something that we can't talk about now, but have to talk about it when we go to bed at night? Zhao Chen rolled his eyes at Li Shimin and said.

He didn't want to sleep with Lao Li the first night.

This old Li has a chubby head and likes to snore at night.

Maybe even grinding his teeth.

Maybe even sleepwalking!

After being comforted by Empress Changsun for a while, Li Shimin was in a very good mood knowing that the chair was given to him by Zhao Chen.

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Not annoyed at all!

Zhao Chen, in three days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, pilgrims will hold a Mid-Autumn Banquet outside the Tai Chi Hall.

All ministers and common people will participate. Do you want to come along? Li Shimin said with a smile.

When he asked this question, Li Shimin felt a little uneasy.

He was really worried that Zhao Chen would agree to him and go and see it.

In that case, his and Empress Changsun's identities cannot be concealed.

Fortunately, Zhao Chen didn't even raise his head.

I won't go. I don't like too much excitement. Just admiring the moon in this tavern with Uncle Fu is enough! Zhao Chen said casually.

Zhao Chen had no idea about the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

It's nothing more than a group of people sitting together, drinking and talking.

He didn't know anyone else, so there was no need to join in the fun.

That's such a pity! Li Shimin said with a smile.

Although he said this, there was no regret on his face.

Queen Changsun who was watching on the side shook her head secretly.

Zhao Chen, I see that you are a master of both calligraphy and painting. You can even write a beautiful line about bamboo sticks and mango shoes beating horses lightly, and living in misty rain all your life. I think you are also proficient in poetry. Why don't you write a Mid-Autumn Festival poem with me just under this moonlight? How about a good sentence? Li Shimin said to Zhao Chen with a smile.

This is what he came here for.

I had been busy all afternoon and had forgotten all about it.

Fortunately, Li Shimin remembered it again.

Zhao Chen will be the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty from now on.

For such an important event as the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, even if he was not present, he could not completely stay out of it.

Otherwise, if someone else wins this competition, then Li Shimin’s

Where can I put my face?

Old Li Tou, you are not kind and want to take things from me? Zhao Chen raised his head and looked at Li Shimin.

Li Shimin looked embarrassed, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer Zhao Chen.

He took away a lot of things from Zhao Chen.

Even though Li Shimin was thick-skinned, he felt somewhat embarrassed when being questioned like this by Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen, actually this time my aunt wants to ask you for a poem. You are not young anymore. If you can become famous at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, maybe my aunt can find you a good wife! The eldest grandson The queen smiled and said to Zhao Chen.

Seeing Li Shimin's embarrassed expression, she took over the conversation and took the whole matter into her own hands.

Li Shimin looked at Empress Changsun and nodded gratefully.

Looking at Zhao Chen again, I saw that he was no longer talking.

Zhao Chen, you are sixteen years old this year. The boy in my family is also married. Your aunt is thinking about you now. Li Shimin also advised.

This was related to his face. Li Shimin had already coaxed and lied to Zhao Chen.

Old Li Tou, I know your thoughts clearly, but since my aunt can speak for you, I won't embarrass you and just compose a poem! Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin and said calmly.

He had already seen that his aunt was speaking for Lao Litou.

However, considering how much his aunt cared about him and treated him as his own son, Zhao Chen was unwilling to offend her.

That's great! Li Shimin rubbed his hands, looking happy.

After a moment, he was stunned again.

Secretly wondering what happened to him today.

Why should he, the majestic emperor, be so humble in front of Zhao Chen?

You guys eat first, and I'll come back after I finish writing the poem.

Li Shimin originally wanted to follow him, but after hearing what Zhao Chen said, it was hard for him to follow him now.

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In less than a cup of tea, Zhao Chen came over.

How, has it been written down? Li Shimin quickly asked, but he didn't see anything in Zhao Chen's hand.

I wonder if Zhao Chen didn’t write it down, right?

Zhao Chen, there is still enough time, you can think about it tomorrow! Empress Changsun also thought that Zhao Chen had not written a poem, so she comforted her softly.

Writing poetry is never that simple.

If there is no food in the stomach, let alone a cup of tea, even a month will probably not be able to hold it in.

The poem has been written, but you can't read it for now. You can take it out after the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet starts, Old Li! Zhao Chen said with a smile.

What? Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen with strange eyes.

What does it mean to take it out after the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet has started?

If Zhao Chen were writing this blindly and Li Shimin took it out and had someone read it, wouldn't he be completely embarrassed by then?

How can this be done?

Empress Changsun didn't speak. At this time, even she didn't know how to speak.

Don't worry, I won't embarrass you! Zhao Chen smiled lightly.

In fact, the poem has been written, and there is no problem at all.

Zhao Chen did this just to tease Old Li Tou and see how anxious he looked.

Let him know how immoral it is to keep getting things from him!

Aunt, I'm going to clean up the room. You can come over and have a rest later! Zhao Chen said to Queen Changsun with a smile.

Okay, thank you for your hard work! Queen Changsun smiled and nodded.

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There are two days left before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the people of Chang'an City are preparing to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Prince Li Chengqian was never idle for a moment.

Today, he invited Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling into the mansion.