It's a scorching summer, and it's June dogs.

The huge palace emits a burst of mildew smell, and people who live in it for a long time will inevitably become much darker.

If it weren't for the fact that it was too hot outside, Li Yuanjing would never have stayed here.

Li Yuanjing is still that Li Yuanjing, it should be said that Li Yuanjing, two different eras, had a fierce soul collision in the same era.

Then Li Yuanjing, who came from the 21st century, was even better, successfully won the house, and won it relatively perfectly.

Time, naturally, is the second year of Zhenguan.

Li Yuanjing was a little grateful to God for giving him such a perfect opportunity, the Xuanwumen Rebellion had passed, and the Turkic southward movement had been resolved, and Luo Yi's rebellion was not successful.

Thinking back on these things, Li Yuanjing has only one opinion in his heart, he deserves it, he doesn't die, and he has enough to eat.

The first two refer to the eldest brother Li Jiancheng and the third brother Li Yuanji, and the last one refers to Luo Yi, isn't it good to live? I have to line up one by one to die.

Of course, the historical self is also a little expert in death in the end.

But well......

My biggest advantage is that I don't have a father or a mother......

No, my father was locked up in the back garden by Li Shimin to care for the elderly, anyway, he is a little kid who no one cares, no one asks, no one wants to deal with, and he will be twelve years old in a few months.

Some people say that the fat man is the youngest, most accomplished, and most powerful second generation in the world.

But in Li Yuanjing's opinion, these are all farts.

Lao Tzu was named King Zhao when he was three years old, and now he has been a prince for almost eight years.

In the eighth year, Wu Deok was appointed as the governor of Anju.

The roots and seedlings are red, the regime, the military power, all in the hands of Lao Tzu, an eleven-year-old baby, embarrassed to blow in front of me?

Well, until now, Li Yuanjing doesn't know where Anzhou is......

"Your Highness, it's time for dinner......

Li Yuanjing came back to his senses, and a pair of small eyes were shining on the little maid in front of him.

Most of the rules of the Tang Dynasty continued the rules of the Sui Dynasty, and even the court clothes were directly copied.

Li Yuanjing had to thank his distant relative Yang Guang for this, the clothes of the palace maids would not hide their figures, but would only make their advantages more clear.

Li Yuanjing has lived for more than 30 years, and in a society with a sound legal system, many ideas can only be thought of in his heart.

Now Li Yuanjing is very curious, if this maid is pushed down, will she go to sue? If the matter comes to Li Shimin, will Li Shimin be old and say solemnly, girl, King Zhao is fortunate that you are your blessing, just serve it well, what do you want?

What is Prince? Don't seduce a married woman, or even if you do, if you can keep her husband from biting, you can do whatever you want.

If it is found out, it will damage the face of the royal family, and the result will be ......

What awaits Li Yuanjing is nothing more than a grounding, but the treatment of that official, nine times out of ten, is to be transferred out of Beijing, and then left to fend for himself.

As for the palace maids in the palace, as long as you don't rob other brothers, you just change one a day, find a minor today, and get a forty-year-old aunt tomorrow No one cares, at most, you will secretly let people say that the taste is really heavy or something.

"Hahahaha......"

Thinking of countless possibilities and feeling that his little brother had some reactions, Li Yuanjing laughed excitedly.

What is Prince?

In Li Yuanjing's opinion, as long as he doesn't kill people and rebel, as he is the king of Zhao, he can walk sideways in Datang and beat all the second generation of officials, even if it is Li Chengqian, he has to call Uncle Wang respectfully, don't be too arrogant.

The palace maid didn't seem to understand the signal released by Li Yuanjing's squinting eyes, maybe in her opinion, what can an eleven-year-old child's toothpick do?

It is also possible that people do not think about it in this regard, and the most direct and powerful evidence is......

The palace maid subconsciously dropped the tray in her hand to the ground, turned her head like crazy and ran out, and kept shouting: "Your Highness is sick...... Go and call the Imperial Doctor......"

Li Yuanjing's laughter came to an abrupt end......

The palace was followed by a burst of chickens and dogs, and the first thing that caught my eye was a team of palace guards armed to the teeth.

The first few hurriedly threw the weapons in their hands on the ground, and before Li Yuanjing could react, they directly pressed Li Yuanjing to the bed with a burst of divine operation.

As King Zhao, the only privilege at this time is just that.

The palace guards didn't dare to be too violent, the two pressed their shoulders, the two pressed their knees, and they didn't use much strength, but as long as Li Yuanjing dared to resist, they would immediately increase the strength in their hands.

"You're going to get four of you against an eleven-year-old? I'm still a kid...... What about the face? What about the face? Li Yuanjing shouted in despair.

"Your Highness, you endure for a while, the imperial doctor will come soon......" The captain of the team was sweating profusely, and smiled and comforted.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, fortunately, this wave of reaction was fast enough, and I didn't let King Zhao smash things, otherwise Your Majesty would have smashed us as vases.

Li Yuanjing is deeply worried about his future, but he is just laughing wildly, is there any need for such a big movement?

It didn't take much effort, a white-haired imperial doctor hurriedly rushed over with a few middle-aged imperial doctors, perhaps because he was in too much hurry, the weather was too hot, and several imperial doctors were also sweating profusely.

However, he didn't care about the hot sweat on his head, and hurriedly asked, "What are the symptoms of Your Highness?" ”

The captain of the team leader thought for a moment and said, "Nonsense, incoherent? ”

The imperial doctor's face was dazed, and he hurriedly took two steps forward, the palace guard who controlled his arm gave way to some positions, and the imperial doctor's hand gently rested on Li Yuanjing's pulse.

After a long time, the imperial doctor frowned, and smiled again: "Your Highness, don't be nervous, it's just a small problem, just prescribe a pair of medicine and take it for a few days, and the lower official will help His Highness with acupuncture and moxibustion to heal." ”

"I don't get needles...... I'm not sick......" Li Yuanjing shook his head again and again and refused, he lived for more than 30 years, and what he was most afraid of was injections.

He didn't dare to hit the needles in his buttocks, especially after looking at the needles taken out by the imperial doctors, Li Yuanjing felt as if he had some difficulty even breathing.

That needle can be pierced straight from the head to my mouth, right? One needle still doesn't hurt to death?

"Hold on to Your Highness!" The Imperial Physician commanded the captain.

Several palace guards naturally pressed hard where they should have pressed, and the captain held Li Yuanjing's head with a confused look to prevent him from moving around and piercing the wrong acupuncture point.

As for Li Yuanjing, while resisting, the smell of sweat that could smoke people to death came from his nose, and the whole person instantly forgot about the needle.

"Hmm...... Not...... Hmmm......"