Now that his son and his Lao Tzu are standing in the same team, Li Shimin suddenly feels isolated!

In the hall, Li Yuan continued to put on the position of chess, and said, "Grandson, don't care about him, come on, let's continue to play chess!" ”

"Okay grandpa!"

"Well, anyway, if you fight Du Ruhui tomorrow, do you need grandpa to help you? Grandpa will sit next to you tomorrow and secretly tell you the answer. I want to see who dares to touch me. ”

What Li Yuan said was extremely domineering.

He can't be said to be spoiled by Li Chengfeng's grandson.

Li Chengfeng was moved in his heart, but then he shook his head and said, "No need for grandpa, let alone Lai Guogong, even if the Wenchen of the entire Tang Dynasty are combined, they may not be my opponents!" ”

"This ...... Not necessarily, right? Grandson, don't underestimate Du Ruhui! The so-called house plot is not a joke! So if you want to win against Du Ruhui in terms of culture, it's very difficult! ”

"No, no, no, grandpa, you still underestimate me! Will you go off the beaten path in the future? ”

"Oh? What do you mean, grandson? ”

"Don't ask grandpa, you'll understand when the time comes! Come on, keep playing chess! You've lost 8 games in a row, so you owe me 800 gold! ”

"Oh, it's still early! Let's talk about it if you owe it first, when it comes to 10,000 gold, grandpa will pay it back to you together! ”

"Okay, that's what you said, don't go back!"

"This is natural, when did grandpa deceive people?"

"Hahaha......"

So, Li Chengfeng was in the Zhenwang Mansion again, and happily played chess with Li Yuan!

……

Li Shimin returned to the palace, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he remembered it.

A small thing, an old thing, doesn't even take himself as the king of a country in his eyes?

"Hmph, Du Ruhui, tomorrow you must win the match with the Eighth Prince, you know?"

"This ...... Emperor! But I feel that the Emperor Taishang is standing next to the Eighth Prince? If the Emperor wants to help the Eighth Prince, the old minister will not dare to be disobedient! ”

"Hmph, Li Yuan was not very optimistic about me as the emperor in the past, and now he is starting to respond to me again? Okay, you Li Yuan, you just want to fight against me everywhere, right? If it weren't for the fact that you are my father......"

"Touching ......"

Li Shimin angrily threw the teacup in his hand on the ground.

The teacup fell to the ground and suddenly fell to pieces.

Above the court, a group of courtiers were instantly frightened and didn't dare to breathe.

Even Du Ruhui hurriedly knelt down and said, "The emperor is angry, the emperor is angry!" ”

"How do you make me angry? My son doesn't listen to me? My old man looks down on me? Hum...... It's really me off! ”

"So Lai Guogong, no matter what, you can't lose to the Eighth Prince in the Wendou Contest at noon tomorrow, you know?"

"It's the emperor, the old minister must do his best to win this game for the emperor!"

Du Ruhui clenched his fists and nodded, and responded calmly.

But Du Ruhui was still worried, and said: "Your Majesty, as we all know, the Eighth Prince is the first prodigy of the Tang Dynasty, and he and I will definitely not play their cards in peace!" ”

"Oh? What do you mean by that? Li Shimin frowned.

Du Ruhui continued: "Your Majesty, you must have seen it just now! On the left side of the Eighth Prince and the Emperor, there is also an automatic rotating wood chip, that kind of thing, but the old minister has never seen it, if the Eighth Emperor uses that thing to ask the old man a question, the old man will definitely not be able to answer? ”

"Oh? Listening to you say that, it seems a little reasonable! Isn't it, we're going to lose one game now? But what the hell is that spinning wooden leaf? ”

Li Shimin also had a headache.

When he entered the Zhenwang Mansion before, Li Shimin saw a rotating wooden blade, blowing a very refreshing cool breeze on the side.

At that time, Li Shimin didn't care, but looking back at this moment, Li Shimin also felt strange.

It's just a wooden blade, how can it rotate automatically? How does this work?

"Lai Guogong, according to what you say, isn't it, we will really lose to the Eighth Prince?"

Li Shimin frowned and became worried.

However, Du Ruhui smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are the organizer and you are the referee, so didn't you set the rules of Wendou?" You can customize the game system to win two out of three games? In other words, the Eighth Prince and I each ask each other three questions, and whoever can't answer them will lose! ”

"Oh? Yes, yes, I am the organizer, and the rules are set by me! ”

Thinking of this, Li Shimin laughed.

Du Ruhui continued: "Your Majesty, do you remember an eternal problem left over from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period? I got the problem, and no one can solve it so far? ”

"When the time comes, as long as I throw that question to the Eighth Prince, the old minister will not believe that the Eighth Prince, who is only six years old, will be able to answer the question that has plagued the world for 1,000 years?"

Du Ruhui has a confident way.

Li Shimin laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, good, good, good! Lai Guogong's attention is good! But when you get a problem for the ages, it seems to be an unsolvable math problem, right? Does this have anything to do with Wendou? ”

"Yes, mathematics is also a kind of culture, why can't it be counted in the literary bucket? Anyway, we can win! ”

"Hahaha, that's right! Okay, Lai Guogong, this time with the Eighth Prince's Wendou, it's up to you! I want to see how smart that little rabbit is, can it be that he can solve the eternal problems that have plagued the world for thousands of years? ”

"But the emperor, if the eighth prince can really solve it? After all, he is a genius boy who proposed the 'South-to-North Water Diversion Project', if I lose, how can it be good? ”

"Lost? It doesn't hurt if you lose! If you really lose, then the Eighth Prince is really the number one prodigy in the world! Let him go, if he wins you, we really won't be able to teach him anything! ”

"The emperor is right! However, Lao Chen will definitely go all out to deal with this game with the Eighth Prince! ”

"Hmmm! I'm optimistic about you! ”

Du Ruhui knew that Li Chengfeng's intelligence had long surpassed any of his peers in Datang.

So Du Ruhui can't treat him as a child.

But no matter what, it's best to win the game by yourself, and if you lose, you don't suffer anything.

If he really loses, it can only prove that the intelligence of the eighth prince is not something that Du Ruhui can teach.

Li Shimin also decided, anyway, the prince of the Tang Dynasty is either from literature or from martial arts.

If Li Chengfeng doesn't like culture, then follow him from martial arts.

Let the military god Li Jing educate him well, let him bask in the sun for a while, and see if he cries?

At that time, maybe Li Chengfeng was wronged, and he came back crying and begged him to go to Wenxuan Pavilion to study?

Li Shimin felt very happy when he thought about it.