As an imperial prince, the status of the eldest grandson family is sufficient. As the founding Zhao Guogong, the identity and merit of the eldest grandson Wuji is sufficient. Before the founding of the country, he was a military officer, and he took the lead in battle, so he had some friendship with the old generals. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he became a civil servant and worked diligently, so he had a good relationship with the civil servants.

All changes began with Li Shimin's ascension to the throne.

Perhaps, from that time on, the eldest grandson Wuji was a little unsightly, obviously in the ranks of the national princes, but he always regarded himself as a prince. Although the position is still in the position of the courtiers, and he even did not hesitate to break up with the emperor because of the division of the assassination history, but in terms of personal relations, they finally became ordinary interactions.

No one has thoroughly investigated Li Zhi's matter, or Li Shimin is unwilling to investigate thoroughly. In any case, whether it is as a friend of cloth clothes or an uncle-in-law, Li Shimin is unwilling to investigate the result is bad.

The queen knew her husband's thoughts, and the nobles knew the emperor's thoughts, so everyone tried to forget about this matter in the corner and didn't want to mention it. But the relationship, after all, can't go back to the past.

No one wants to be around ambitious, or crooked.

Leng Rui nodded: "Father, don't worry, I will definitely not live as a single husband." ”

Leng Feng glanced at his son with relief, and let him go out to play.

This kid is very smart and self-motivated, although he is trying to play a gentleman, but as long as he goes home, he will still rush to the study and study greedily. Silt and not stain, this is a sign of growing up.

I don't know when the new cold house is lively again.

As long as Li Shimin and his wife go out, they will always come over to have a meal. At first, the cook in the family was trembling under the watchful eye of the guards, but later he got used to it.

Li Tai's generator has reached a bottleneck, and now the laboratory has two topics, on the one hand, it is studying how to convert electricity into light energy, and on the other hand, it is thinking of transforming a machine that is more powerful than a steam engine according to the hint of the cold front "internal combustion engine".

As the leader of the scientific researchers, Li Tai is confident, and his decadence can only be fully displayed in the master's house. So every time the depression in his heart was depressed to a certain extent, he would take his family to live in Lengfu for a period of time.

Li Ke mixed up his prestige in the position of the dean of the martial arts academy, because he felt that Chang'an was too noisy, and he also moved his family to the world manor, and Concubine Yang was taken by him to serve at home. Occasionally, when he was resting, he would discuss with Leng Feng the progress of his martial arts.

These are nothing, but a small child mixed in a group of adults has attracted Leng Feng's attention.

Li Jiyuan was only eight years old and left the familiar palace, although the unfamiliar environment overwhelmed him, but he didn't cry after all.

Every day, he would go to the palace to greet the emperor's grandfather and grandmother, and then go to the master's house to say goodbye.

After the greeting was finished, he would follow his master, occasionally serving tea, and occasionally helping his master.

Leng Feng knew Li Chengqian's plan, so he let it go and didn't drive him away.

Eight years old, it is already the age when a person's personality begins to be fixed, although Li Jiyuan was born in the palace, but he has not been infiltrated by the poison of traditional imperial studies, if he can be taught, maybe he can cultivate a good emperor?

Shigong Sect disciple Sun is still rare. Li Jiyuan was only eight years old, and in addition to sending him to the school to read and write, Leng Feng took him to play crazy all over the mountains.

Before leaving the palace, his father instructed him that no matter how tired the master was, he would stay by his master's side, and no matter what kind of punishment he received, he couldn't resist.

All kinds of exhortations have now become a thing of the past, because Li Jiyuan is lighting a fire, and the slightly moist firewood just emitted a burst of smoke, and then it stopped smoking, and it became more and more vigorous.

Helping the grizzled Li Jiyuan wipe his face, Leng Feng pointed to the fire and smiled: "I thought you would ask me or the shadow guard for help, but I didn't expect you to insist on lighting the fire, this is very good, persistence has been a virtue since ancient times." ”

Li Jiyuan pouted and said, "But when I locked up the roosters and hens together and waited for them to give birth to chicks, you called me stupid." ”

Leng Feng laughed, patted Li Jiyuan's head and said: "It is virtue to insist on being right, but it is stupid to insist on being wrong." I told you that chicks hatch from eggs, but you don't believe it. Proper skepticism is also a virtue, but after you ask a lot of people, you still have to stick to your own ideas, isn't it stupid? ”

The fire burned even more, so Leng Feng took Li Jiyuan to pluck the pheasant and feed it, wrapped it in lotus leaves, and then wrapped it in a layer of **, so that the flower chicken was ready.

Looking at the few lumps buried in the fire, Leng Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled again.

People who are used to using firearms still learn bows and arrows perfectly.

In the past, when I heard that someone could use a bow and arrow to shoot into the eyes of a prey to death, I thought it was bragging, but when I arrived in Datang, I found that this technique is the basic ability of military generals. When hunting, they almost always shoot arrows into the eyes of their prey, and even if they are a little off, they usually do not shoot beyond the middle line. Because only in this way can a complete skin be obtained. As for the non-human Zhang Wen, he can shoot the pheasant's head from a hundred steps away.

Without him, practice makes perfect. Practice alone makes perfect, and a lot of things that seem bizarre can be created.

Zhang Zhongqing finally researched the first musket before retiring, but when he saw that there was no accuracy, and there were only one or two scum things that could be fired in ten rounds, Leng Feng still swept it to the pile of failures without hesitation.

If the firearm is not accurate, then what is the use, if the activation efficiency is not guaranteed, the battlefield becomes a gambling game.

The new leader of the Thunderbolt Division came from the Academy of Letters, and was counted out by Leng Feng in public, and then shouted back to the Thunderbolt Division, swearing that he would never go out of the mountain until he successfully researched the musket.

After the successful research of firearms, the casualties of Datang soldiers in the war will be reduced to a very low area.

Gunpowder is one degree, and firearms are another. Those tribes who haven't even completely played with iron smelting can't catch up with the footsteps of Datang in less than a thousand years. In other words, as long as gunpowder and firearms are not spread out, it is no problem for Datang to maintain the right to speak for thousands of years. As for the millennium later ....

Whether it is knowledge or strength, it needs to be continuously accumulated in order to change qualitatively, and those who once lagged behind, even if they chased with their lives, it was difficult to catch up.

Li Jiyuan found that his master was smiling at the fire, and his smile was very weird.

It's a little weird, a little hideous, and a little proud.

In short, it's weird.