"Okay, don't be angry, keep talking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Li Shimin said with a smile.

Cheng Yanjin glared at the two bull's eyes and continued: "The big boy of my family came home and showed off, thinking that my old Cheng family was a martial heirloom, and he came out with such a bastard who didn't do his job, and he also wrote poems, and he actually made these fake tricks that he didn't practice, and he lost the face of my Cheng family, so that I could have a good meal." As he spoke, he measured his son's posture, which was quite enjoyable.

"Shut up, old horseman."

"The surname is Cheng, you dare to insult my literati."

The eldest grandson Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui stopped doing it, and scolded all the literati as they spoke, or scolded them in person. Cheng Biting Jin is also a bastard, and he was wronged today, and he crossed his waist with his hands and scolded the literati, which is quite a bit of a tongue war with Confucianism.

The two sides come and go, so it is not lively, and the entire hall has become a vegetable market. It's about to be a big battle.

"Shut up, what kind of system, don't know the festival quickly," Li Shimin finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted loudly.

Cheng Biting Jin glared at the eldest grandson Wuji and the others, and the eldest grandson Wuji's hand trembled, and secretly scolded: Old horseman.

"At first, I didn't admit it, so I hung it on the beam of the house for an hour, and this bastard confided that he bought it, and insisted that he bought it as his own, and the money and goods were lost, and you said that you were not angry."

Everyone was speechless, this old Cheng family's tutor was really ......

"This person who sells poetry is Li Che?" Li Shimin was surprised.

"No, the person who sells poetry is a poor sour, my son is a sincere person, so he bought it after saying it, and the signature on it is Li Niulang Li Che." Cheng Yanjin deliberately said "sincerity", but it was not a hard buy.

"So it looks like a talent." Li Shimin took a deep look at Cheng Yanjin: "It's not to be missed." Okay, let's all disperse! He said and walked to the inner room.

Everyone bowed their hands and came out, preparing to say nothing.

Li Shimin went to the inner room to see his wife, who was educating his children, and looked at the immature faces of his children, and his heart was more firm in his thoughts.

"Daddy, daddy, I don't want to be a girl, my mother is bad," a girl saw Li Shimin coming, threw herself into Li Shimin's arms and said coquettishly.

This daughter is the eldest daughter born to Li Shimin and his eldest grandson Wuji. Named Li Lizhi, seven years old this year (virtual age), ice skin and jade skin, pink carved jade, even favored by Li Shimin.

"Oh, our little pistachio, aren't you naughty again," Li Shimin's tone was doting.

"No, my mother wants my daughter to be a female celebrity, and my father sees that my fingers are pricked," he said and stretched his finger in front of Li Shimin's eyes, his face full of grievances, and pouted.

"Let Daddy take a look, Daddy will blow it for you," Li Shimin said and blew lightly on his fingers.

"Giggles, itching..."Li Lizhi smiled and retracted her hand in front of her, and staggered to her mother's side.

"Okay, Qian'er, Qingque, Lizhi is here today, don't disturb your father, go out and play," the eldest grandson said softly to the children.

The three of them saluted respectfully, exited the door, turned around and ran into the distance, leaving a smile all the way. The eldest grandson shook his head and smiled, turned around and said, "Your Highness is tired." As he spoke, he walked behind Li Shimin and took off his coat for him.

Li Shimin reached out and grabbed the hand of the eldest grandson Wujian, took her hand and sat on the couch, the eldest grandson Wujian leaned his head lightly on Li Shimin's shoulder, every time Li Shimin was in a bad mood, she would give her husband care and support like this. After a long time, Li Shimin sighed and said: "Guanyin, do you say that for that position, can you really not even want flesh and blood affection?" ”

The eldest grandson Wuji's body trembled slightly, and he said softly: "Wujian only knows what His Highness does, and Wujian follows His Highness, even if..."

The eldest grandson Wuji's hand holding Li Shimin's waist tightened, and Li Shimin stroked her hair, and there was silence......

Because of the reason for stir-frying, a bloody competition in Chang'an City kicked off. And Li Che is directing a group of craftsmen to renovate the house in his own yard.

The spring rush is over, and the farmers rarely have a free time. Li Laohan found a craftsman from the same village and prepared to renovate the house, fill the loopholes according to his wishes, and tidy up the thatch on the house, which was enough for two people. It can be completed in two days, and it only costs 6 cents.

As soon as the father and son combined, Li Che rolled his eyes when he heard it, looking at the one-meter-high fence wall, and the thatched house full of yellow soup when it rained, Li Che felt that he needed to teach his father a lesson in safety knowledge and public health.

"Dad, I want to build a thatched house," Li Che looked at Li Laohan, who had counted the wages three times with his fingers, and simply went straight in.

"What?" may still be immersed in the fun of counting money, Li Laohan was in a daze for a while, and he was still talking about repairing the house, why did he become a thatched house again.

"Dad, look at whether our thatched house should be repaired, you see," Li Che made a noise on the ground to add a roof, reinforced on both sides, thatched pits, ditches, and septic tanks. Clapping his hands and smug faces, if there was a toilet, it would be more perfect with tiles.

"This is? Are you looking to start a new home? It's a lot of money, what's this? "Li Laohan poked the septic tank behind the house with his thick fingers...

Li Che explained, Li Laohan listened to the clouds, it seemed to be a very good thing, this will cost dozens of yuan, it is too painful, looking at the hesitant Li Laohan, Li Che plans to work harder.

"Dad, you want this rain, it's all over the ground, and there is nowhere to put your feet, in case you have diarrhea again..."

"Go somewhere else and pull .... No, how can your own fat be cheap for others, just hold it. ”

Li Che's face turned green: "You see that the weather is getting warmer, flies are flying all over the sky, and then stealing your fat..."

"Repair, you have to repair, not only eat by yourself but also take the whole family to eat, it's hateful." Li Laohan was like a fly heading his baby. Fertilizer is a farmer's treasure, not to mention that in this era without pesticides and fertilizers, it all depends on a little farm fertilizer.

Li Laohan fiercely pulled out another fifty copper coins from his bag, Li Che looked at Li Laohan gritting his teeth, thinking about whether to tell about building another wall.

"What? Anything else? ”

"Shall we build another wall?" Li Che looked at the fence wall that even chickens couldn't stop.

"Zhong," was very refreshing, Li Che looked at this middle-aged man who was even picking at the rope to build a house, and was very surprised.

It may be that Li Che's eyes hurt his self-esteem, and his eyes glared: "What kind of eyes are you, our family has finally come up with a learned person, what should we do if we let people take it captive again." My son has such knowledge, sooner or later he will become an official. This wall must be repaired" and then reached out and poked at the picture drawn by Li Che on the ground: "You are stupid when you are your father, I have already seen the frame you drawn, what is it that is not a wall?" ”

Li Che looked at the somewhat proud Li Laohan and held back a sentence: "Dad, what if I don't want to be an official?" ”

"I'll break your legs," Li Laohan's face quickly turned cloudy.

Li Che took a few steps back and looked at Old Man Li's legs in a daze. Li Laohan followed Li Che's gaze and looked at him, maybe his son's lust hurt his small self-esteem, his face suddenly turned cloudy, and he picked up a rattan stick.

"Suffer death, coward."