Li Li's mouth grew in shock, and said, "Brother Feng'er, this, is this really a poem that you have at your fingertips?" This, in our Tang Dynasty, can already be regarded as a first-class good poem! ”

After Li Lizhi finished speaking, Li Chengfeng smiled lightly.

The poet fairy Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine", isn't this a good poem?

"Bang Bang!"

Then, Li Chengfeng heard a burst of applause behind him.

"Yes, yes! Feng'er, this psalm, well done! ”

Li Chengfeng turned his head and looked, it turned out that Li Shimin was here!

I saw Li Shimin walking towards Li Chengfeng with a group of ministers.

If you look closely, you can see that Li Shimin's eyes are already filled with tears.

Because the first sentence of Li Chengfeng's "Will Enter the Wine" pokes Li Shimin's heart!

Li Shimin continued to sigh: "Okay, good sentence" You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and it flows to the sea and never returns! "A good sentence," you don't see, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk! ””

"Feng'er, only you know my heart!"

Li Chengfeng walked into Li Chengfeng, stretched out his big hand, and gently touched Li Chengfeng's little head.

At this moment, Li Shimin restrained the imperial majesty on his body, like an old father who doted on his children, and looked at Li Chengfeng with gentle eyes.

Li Shimin originally thought that Li Chengfeng was a naughty child who was extremely smart, how could he understand his own mind? How could it be possible to understand the big things in the palace?

However, after overhearing Li Chengfeng's poems this time, Li Shimin changed his opinion of Li Chengfeng.

On the contrary, Li Chengfeng deeply understands the sorrow of being a king.

"Alas......"

Li Shimin let out a long sigh.

He was thinking that if he had met Li Chengfeng a few years ago, maybe the position of the crown prince would not have been Li Chengqian's, but Li Chengfeng's.

But now, it's too late.

No matter how amazing Li Chengfeng's talent is, the prince has already set up, and the rules cannot be broken!

Therefore, in Li Chengfeng's life, it is difficult to sit on the emperor, unless, he seeks power and usurps the throne.

But this is not actually a scene that Li Shimin wants to see.

Forget it, it's inevitable to be the town king of the Tang Dynasty!

"The emperor is here? The eldest grandson Chong sees the emperor! ”

"The son of the emperor to meet his father!"

"Little girl Wuxu, see the emperor!"

One by one, they collectively greeted Li Shimin and said hello to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin nodded and said, "Well, let's get up!" ”

Instead, Li Shimin looked at Li Chengfeng and said, "Feng'er, what is the name of the poem you made just now?" ”

"Back to my father, that poem is called "Will Enter the Wine"!"

"Oh? Will you be drinking? Good poetry, good poetry! ”

Li Shimin nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand at Li Chengfeng, then turned around and walked towards the palace.

It's just that in his mouth, he kept chanting: "Good poetry, good poetry!" ”

Li Shimin had just supervised the work on the execution platform and beheaded the thief who stole 100,000 yuan of disaster relief gold, Yun Guogong Zhang Liang, and some accomplices.

turned his head to the martial arts arena and heard Li Chengfeng's poems.

Originally, Li Shimin beheaded Yun Guogong, and he didn't feel very good!

When he stepped down from the execution platform, everyone was afraid!

So he was desolate in his heart, and he felt that no one in this world could understand himself.

However, after hearing Li Chengfeng's "Will Enter the Wine", Li Shimin was very comforted in his heart.

Because he felt that there was finally a person who could understand the loneliness in his heart as a king.

Alas, it's a pity that Li Chengfeng is still big.

Otherwise, Li Shimin must have a good drink with Li Chengfeng!

……

"Lost, I lost!"

Eldest Sun Chong muttered to himself.

His eyes widened and he looked at Li Chengfeng in disbelief.

He really couldn't imagine that a six-year-old child could compose such a profound poem?

Even the emperor Li Shimin was attracted over?

"Sister, you say, which of us won this game?"

Li Chengfeng looked at Li Lizhen with a smile.

Li Zixing nodded and said, "Of course Brother Feng'er, you won, Changsun Chong, you, no opinion, right?" ”

"The minister has no opinion, the minister loses, and the minister loses willingly!"

"Then in the second competition, we don't compare culture and poetry, what's the competition? Eighth Prince, do you dare to compete with me? ”

Eldest Sun Chong had a shallow smile on his face.

He thought, his poetry can't compare to the Eighth Prince, can't he even compare his strength?

After this year, he is fifteen years old, but the eighth prince is only six years old, and he is just a powerless child!

"Come on, come on, this is the second game, let's test our strength!"

Li Chengfeng smiled even more.

He has the power of the overlord, and looking at the entire Datang, everyone has their own strength.

This eldest grandson Chong is actually stupid to compete with himself?

Isn't this right in the middle of Li Chengfeng's trap?

Li Lizhi looked at Li Chengfeng with some concern, and said, "Feng'er, you are only six years old, you are too young, how can you compete with the eldest grandson?" You're going to lose to him! ”

"Don't worry, sister, I won't lose to Changsun Chong!"

"Alas, my sister is distressed that you lost, and you have to give 1,000 gold to your eldest grandson!"

Li Lizhi said helplessly.

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "Hmph, I won't lose to Changsun Chong, I gambled, I haven't lost, don't worry!" ”

……

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengfeng and Changsun Chong and others walked to the martial arts arena together.

As soon as the general Li Jing saw Li Chengfeng coming, he clasped his fists and greeted respectfully: "Old minister Li Jing, meet the eighth prince!" ”

"Well, excuse me!"

Li Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Eighth Prince, don't you also want to come to the martial arts arena to watch Li Jing practice?" ”

"If you're interested, the Eighth Prince, you can also come here to try martial arts!"

"Hmm...... This is a long way to come, let's talk about it later! ”

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "That's like this, General Li Jing, I'm now competing with Changsun Chong to see whose strength is greater, do you have any big stones to test your strength?" ”

"You, test your strength with the son of the eldest grandson family? Isn't that inappropriate? ”

Li Jing said, and glared at Changsun Chong. Because he felt that Changsun Chong was completely messing around.

Could it be that Eldest Sun Chong still can't tell the identity between himself and the Eighth Prince? Stupid enough to test his strength with the Eighth Prince?

If the Eighth Prince wins, it's okay to say, but if the Eighth Prince loses, then it's a loss of royal face?

And the eighth prince is only six years old, although he is very smart, but where is his physique, how can he have the eldest grandson to grow up?

However, Li Chengfeng said: "It's okay General Li Jing, just do what I tell you to do, go and move a few big stones!" Remember, the heavier, the better! ”

"This, well!"