At this moment, Li Shimin's heart is extremely satisfied, and from Li Chengqian's body, he seems to have seen the epitome of himself in his youth.

Back then, he had never slackened off in martial arts training, and he was quite talented in leading troops.

Just like what the queen said, Li Chengqian, who is now the crown prince, is categorically impossible to fight everywhere like him, a "heavenly general". The identity of the crown prince means that even if he goes to war, he must be protected by a large number of troops.

If you don't go into battle in person, you can't become a qualified general. Li Shimin is naturally clear about this. However, what he needed was not a general prince, but a prince who could write military books.

After telling the queen about his plans, Li Shimin felt that the person in his arms was no longer so excited.

Letting go of the queen and walking out of the Liangyi Palace, Li Shimin said to the soldiers waiting on the side: "Go back, since you have revealed your identity, after the prince returns to the East Palace, you will be transferred to another place." ”

....

Li Chengqian didn't know that what he did was stabbed in Chang'an by Li Jing, and at this moment he was worried about rubbing the blistered palm.

Unlike when slashing, the reaction force of the tip of the sword poking at the stake cannot be counteracted by grabbing.

Not long after practicing, blood blisters appeared in the palm of his right hand.

As a last resort, he could only hold the sword in his left hand and practice his left hand out of the sword.

Changsun Chong, who had practiced rock climbing more than a dozen times, leaned not far from Li Chengqian in sweat to watch him practice swords.

After looking at it for a while and recovering some of his strength, Changsun Chong walked up to the front and said, "Cheng Qian, why don't you wrap your hands around with sackcloth?" This way there will be no blood blisters. ”

After being shocked back, Li Chengqian shook his head: "Using foreign objects to achieve the goal is a little worse than the goal after all." It's just a blood blister, it's nothing. But you, cousin, let me tell you, when I designed this climbing wall, I thought practice makes perfect. So, hehe, tomorrow is the day when the climbing wall will be restructured, will you be able to maintain your speed today tomorrow? ”

"Huh?" Changsun Chong was immediately dumbfounded.

Chai Zhewei and the others are all eldest sons, and now they have come to the military camp to train, and they are secretly competing.

Putting aside Chai Lingwu, who no one cares, each of them strives to become a leader in one item.

Cheng Chusi dominated the push-ups and sit-ups events, Yu Chi Baolin occupied the weightlifting events, and Qin Huaidao dominated the long and sprint....

He originally thought that he could win the climbing championship, but if the structure of rock climbing changed....

After screaming, Changsun Chong immediately returned to the climbing wall, scrapped his best route, and practiced on another route.

That's it, how good it would be for everyone to be tortured together!

After laughing darkly, Li Chengqian had to put down the sword in his left hand.

Although he has practiced with a sword in his left hand, he is always right-handed, and he cannot achieve the same proficiency as his right-handed.

Looking at his right hand with a big blister, Li Chengqian sighed. If you continue to practice like this, this big blister will definitely burst.

Although the pain of breaking a blister is nothing, for the sake of hygienic conditions, Li Chengqian is still unwilling to let it burst like this.

If you are infected with wind and cold or something, in the Tang Dynasty, where there was no penicillin cephalosporin or anything, Xiao'er was very fragile.

The afternoon practice had to end early because of the cloudy weather.

The cold wind is gusting, but the cloudy sky has no meaning of rain and snow, which makes people anxious.

At dinner time, the eldest sons each carried a rice bowl and looked at the gloomy sky with Li Chengqian.

The eldest grandson Chong said while chewing the meat: "Our Datang has less snow this winter, and my father said that if there is less snow, most of the locusts will not be frozen to death, and it is easy to have locust plagues." Now it seems likely that there will be a small locust plague this year. ”

"A small locust plague?"

Hearing Changsun Chong's words, Li Chengqian suddenly remembered what he had been forgetting before.

Locusts!

Changsun Chong's words are right, in the first year of Zhenguan, there will indeed be a locust plague, but the locust plague in the first year is nothing compared with the second year. The most likely scenario is that this winter, there will still be no heavy snowfall, and the small locust plague that has been raging for a year will eventually evolve into a larger locust plague.

How big is it this time? The emperor was pressured to devour the locusts and said, "A man lives with grain, and you eat it to harm the people." The people have had, and they have a spirit in one person, but when they erode my heart, they will not harm the people. ”

This is a great calamity!

Thinking of his most grain-intensive wine industry, Li Chengqian suddenly felt a cool breath scurry.

I can't produce it anymore! It must not be produced anymore!

Next year's locust plague will be a large-scale locust plague that will wreak havoc on the entire Guanzhong, and the people will not even have enough food to survive at that time, so how can they still use grain to make wine?

Thinking of this, Li Chengqian's hands trembled, and the rice bowl was buckled to the ground.

The nearest eldest grandson Chong and Chai Zhewei were startled, thinking that Li Chengqian's food was poisoned, and immediately threw their rice bowl on the ground.

"Cheng Qian! Cheng Qian! What happened to you? ”

Pushing Changsun Chong away, Li Chengqian trembled his lips and shouted: "Yu Tai! Yu Tai! Roll over to Lao Tzu! ”

Yu Tai was eating nearby, and when he heard the summons of the prince, he threw away his rice bowl and ran over.

After standing still, Yu Tai asked, "Your Highness, what are your orders?" ”

Li Chengqian pointed in the direction of Chang'an and said: "You immediately get on the horse now, go to the East Palace to bring Shang Sheng, and ask him to inform Zhao Yongsheng and Li Dahai that from now on, no more wine will be made, and the two workshops will temporarily change to grain business." Grain outside Guanzhong, regardless of the price, can be received from Chang'an! ”

Yu Tai didn't ask why, and after listening to the order clearly, he left the barracks and got on his horse to return to Chang'an.

Li Jing, who heard the commotion, couldn't help but get out of the camp, and when he saw Yu Tai riding away overnight, he asked Li Chengqian: "Why do you need Yu Tai to set off overnight?" ”

Looking at Li Jing, who was puzzled, it was difficult for Li Chengqian to tell the news of the locust plague. Luo Yi's matter has already made Li Jing suspicious, and now that he is "predicting" what will happen in a year, even a fool will no longer believe his "guess" statement.

Shaking his head, picking up the rice bowl on the ground, Li Chengqian left the room without saying a word.

The locust plague cannot be made public. In any case, predicting a natural catastrophe a year from now is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. It is impossible to expect the imperial court to formulate countermeasures, and even if it is the crown prince who speaks, they will not easily believe it.

Locust plague, in this Tang Dynasty, where there were no pesticides or the like, there was no way to prevent it, but to mobilize food and find a way to feed the people.

The mobilization of grain, the single freight, is an astronomical amount, and then distributing the grain to the people free of charge can be said to be a complete loss-making transaction.

Before the locust plague is completely determined, it is impossible for those courtiers like iron roosters to prevent it in advance.