After a set of five poultry scenes, Li Shimin just slapped his face, but did not say a word of praise.

"Zhi'er, are you sure this juggling will help your sister?" Li Shimin asked.

Ming Jian thought for a while and said: "Father, the son dares to pack the ticket, if there is no effect, then the father will revoke the title of King of Jin from the son!" ”

Li Shimin smiled and said: "Okay, since Zhi'er is so sure, my father will let you take your son." Come on, go and bring Princess Jinyang. ”

After a while, a little girl like bean sprouts was brought over, because her health was too poor, the little girl did not appear at the funeral of the eldest grandson queen, and Ming Jian saw this little girl for the first time.

He stepped forward and took the little girl's hand and said, "Son, Brother Jiu will take you to play today, let's go, let's go play on the grass over there." ”

The son smiled and said in a milky voice: "Okay, the son likes Brother Jiu the most." ”

The two ran to the lawn of the garden, and Li Shimin shouted from afar: "Zhi'er, pay attention to safety, don't go to the pool." ”

Ming Jian shouted 'got it', and he couldn't wait to start teaching his son five fowl plays, his simulated animal movements were very funny, but it made his son laugh happily.

"Son, isn't what my brother did beautiful? Then you can do these movements with your brother, a few more times, and you will be able to run around in the future. "Ming Jian is busy inducing his son.

This son is already five years old, and he is still so weak.

The son listened to Ming Jian's words, and learned from Ming Jian's actions just now, and this time, Ming Jian was surprised, he just did it once, but the son wrote down all of them, and the movements he did were not bad.

No wonder the history books record that the son-in-law is smart, and Li Shimin is also very fond of him, and he is Li Shimin's pistachio.

"My son is so smart, my brother will teach you a few more movements, you can see it." After Ming Jian finished speaking, he performed the movements of the five fowl plays one by one, and in order to let the son see clearly, he played slowly.

Then it was time to witness the miracle, the son did not make a mistake in a single action, he looked decent, and after practicing, he was sweating profusely.

"Brother Jiu, my son feels so comfortable, warm." The son said.

Mingjian secretly thought, could it be that the son would have an effect if he did it once? When I first made it, I did it several times before it worked.

"My son is so smart, let's play here today, my son, you're soaked, go take a shower first, and then tell you a story after washing." Ming Jian said.

Call the palace maids and ask them to take their sons to bathe and change clothes immediately.

It's August and it's hot.

The son washed for a while before he came out, changed into clean clothes, and the whole person's spirit changed, as if he had changed people.

And when he went out of the palace gate, he trotted down into Ming Jian's arms, the movement was very light, and Ming Jian secretly thought that this must have worked.

"Brother Jiu, don't you want to tell your son-in-law a story? Let's talk about it. The son blinked and said.

Ming Jian smiled: "Okay, then Brother Jiu will give you a bald and strong story." ”

Ming Jian immediately plagiarized a modern cartoon and told the story of Bald Qiang, Xiong Da, and Xiong Er.

This story immediately attracted the son.

After more than ten episodes, the son is still urging.

"Son, it's time for my father to go down to the court in a while, this story can't be told for a while, and there will be time to tell it in the future, go, go with my brother to pick up my father." Ming Jian said with a smile.

When the son heard this, he immediately got up from Ming Jian's arms and said, "Okay, good, my son listens to the ninth brother, let's go to pick up my father together." ”

"Haha, Zhi'er, son-in-law, my father is back." Li Shimin's voice happened to come over, although Ming Jian was very old at this time, he still learned the temper of a child, and ran to Li Shimin with his son.

Li Shimin picked up his son-in-law, touched Mingjian's head again, and said with a smile: "What have you been doing all morning this morning?" ”

The son preemptively said: "Father, the son practiced boxing with Brother Jiu, after the practice, I feel so comfortable, I don't want to be so weak in the past, now the son has energy." Brother Jiu also gave his son the story of the bald head, the bald head is so hateful that he always wants to cut down the trees in the forest. ”

Li Shimin listened, and couldn't help but take a closer look at his son's face, under this look, he was surprised, every day with his son, he naturally knew the physical condition of his son, and now his son's face is very shiny, and his eyes are blazing, which shows that his son is not lying.

He hurriedly pulled the Ming Sword and said, "Zhi'er, you can perform for your father again." ”

Ming Jian didn't dare to slack off, so he rehearsed the five bird plays again, Li Shimin put down his son, and followed Ming Jian's movements.

After doing it again, Li Shimin felt that his fatigue after going to court today was swept away.

He was secretly surprised, and immediately said, "Zhi'er, what is this juggling called?" ”

"Five poultry plays, it seems to have been founded by Hua Tuo, a miracle doctor in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Zhi'er was taught by a white-bearded grandfather in a dream, and Zhi'er didn't remember any of them." Ming Jian said.

Li Shimin was overjoyed and said: "Sure enough, it is a five-bird play, and my father was thinking about it just now, but this five-bird play was lost later, I didn't expect you to get such a good thing." Very good, the son has five bird plays, and his body will definitely grow well. Hey, if you had known about these five poultry dramas earlier, maybe your queen mother would have come and have a meal right away and order more dishes. ”

Li Shimin is in a happy mood and his appetite has also come up, since the death of Empress Changsun, Li Shimin's mood has been bad, and he eats every day to cope with things.

Now that he knows that his son's body can grow well, he is very happy, and he feels that he can be worthy of his dead wife.

"Father, Emperor Mingjian." Ming Jian smiled.

This meal, eating very warmly, Li Shimin looked at Li Zhi and his son-in-law's eyes, full of love, here, he removed the identity of the emperor, he is just a father.

......

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

Ming Jian's body is now as strong as a calf, and his son has become healthy, lively and cute.

"Son, did you get the eggs?" Ming Jian was standing under a tree at this time and shouted.

A smiling face poked out of the canopy, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiu, look! ”

A pair of small hands stretched out, and a few bird eggs in the small hands.

Ming Jian smiled: "Haha, come down, Brother Jiu will make you scrambled eggs with leeks to eat." ”

The son flew down from the tree and said happily, "Okay, good, my son likes to eat the most." ”

The two quietly went out and came to the Shang Shi Bureau, and after the two little heads got in, the female officer of the Shang Shi Bureau was about to scold, but soon found out that it was Ming Jian and the son, and she was so frightened that she almost didn't drop the plate on the ground.

"The slave and maid knock to see His Royal Highness the King of Jin, Princess Jinyang!" The female official of Shangshi said hurriedly.

Ming Jian waved his hand and said, "No courtesy, quickly, make room for this king, and then wash some leeks for this king." ”

The female official of Shangshi nodded busily, and it was quickly arranged.

There was no stir-fry in the Tang Dynasty to eat, these days, Ming Jian drilled the food bureau every day, but tossed out some vegetable oil and animal oil, stir-fried vegetables for himself and his son to eat every day, and sometimes Li Shimin can also rub some.

What eggs and fried leeks, what hot beef, what braised pork, Ming Jian has all been brought out, good food, plus five poultry plays, the two of them can grow so well.

After a few tosses, a plate of fried bird eggs with leeks came out of the pot, Ming Jian and his son picked up the chopsticks and ate this plate of fried bird eggs in the food bureau.

After eating, the son wiped his mouth and said, "Brother Jiu, it's so delicious, Ming'er and the son will go to the tree to dig it out again." ”

"Haha, son, don't let your father see it, or he'll have to spank you." Ming Jian smiled.

The son glared at Ming Jian and said, "Brother Jiu, don't scare the son, when the time comes, the son will say that the ninth brother picked it up, hum!" ”

After saying that, he walked away.

"Hey, you girl, did you do that?"

Ming Jian's head was too big, and he hurriedly chased out.