Li Jiqing is His Royal Highness Li Guosan, and has been given important responsibilities by the emperor and queen since he was a child.

Legend has it that when he was born, a star shone brightly in the golden light of the sun, with a vision falling from the sky. There was also an old Taoist priest who claimed to be Shu Changen that day, and he reached out and nodded Li Jiqing's forehead and sighed. His hands have been twisting his beard, and if he hadn't been interrupted by the emperor, he wouldn't know how many white whiskers the goatee would have been buried in his hands.

"Daoist Shu, I was worried just now, but what is on your mind? If it is about the widowed dragon, please speak up. Li Yun, who was sitting on the side and was wearing warm red clothes, said.

Shu Changen looked up at this emperor, and it is rumored that this emperor succeeded to the throne in fifteen, and at twenty he removed the empress dowager who was trying to control the government, and at the age of twenty-five, he built the Li court like an iron plate. There are many differences in the evaluation of him in the world, some people say that he is cold-blooded and murderous, some people say that he is benevolent and wise, and there are different opinions.

Seeing him at this moment, Shu Changen felt that this person seemed to be different from that statement. When they first met, he was teasing the young son in his arms, with a loving and close face.

Goodbye is such a scene, and the intriguing light in his long narrow eyes flickered, as if he could see through people with just one glance. Seeing Li Yun like this, Shu Changen couldn't help but smile bitterly, he felt that the Tao of his life might have been cultivated in vain.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Shu Changen arched his hand, frowned and thought for a moment, but decided to kneel down This emperor, the etiquette must not be abolished.

But who knows, as soon as he acted, it was as if he had been seen through by that person, and he took two steps forward to stop Shu Changen's movements.

Pulling him out of the room, Shu Changen choked and just wanted to speak, but looked at the index finger raised on the side of the man's mouth and unconsciously silenced.

When he walked outside the house and found a secluded place where no one was around, Li Yun pointed in the direction of the courtyard just now, and grinned with relief.

"Dao Chief, please speak, the atmosphere over there is a little duller, and it makes my chest tight. So the Passover, now it's comfortable—ah!" he said as he stretched.

"Your Royal Highness maybe—maybe, quite unpleasantly, in the future! If you can get the throne, then you may have a good death. If not—then it may be a death in a foreign land, a shrouded body. Shu Changen's speech was extremely slow, his face was sad, his words were extremely cautious, and there was a lot of worry between his eyebrows.

Li Yun looked into the distance casually, and replied casually: "En!" and then turned his face to rush, Shu Changen smiled and said loudly, "Dao Chang is really merciful. But that child was born in the royal family, and his fate would not have been so plain and frank, and there would have been more shammy. What does it matter to me if I don't have a good end in the future!

Shu Changen looked at him with a tangled expression, and blurted out a sentence for no reason, "You are so kind, I thought-"

"Think I care about that kid?" Li Yun smiled dumbly, "What can the royal family care about, whoever I care about is harming whom, Dao Elder doesn't need to say more! Let's go back!"

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Three years later, the small lump grew like a willow bud, and an old Taoist priest with a goatee sat in a rocking chair next to him and looked at the small lump from afar.

Three-year-old Tuanzi is very uncomfortable striding around a small ravine with his little short legs. Shu Changen shook his pu fan and half-squinted his eyes, looking comfortable.

Five years later, Zi'an had already begun to read and write under Shu Changen's teaching. The child's milk sound caused Shu Changen to sigh often.

One summer, when a cicada chirped brought the first rays of sunshine of the day, Shu Changen carried a small ball to the yard. The sky was a mix of deep blue and orange yellow, and the carefully carved potted plants in the yard were also divided into two halves, half of which seemed to be sick as if they hadn't woken up, and were generally wrapped in the warm orange sun.

Shu Changen looked at the courtyard for a while, his five fingers spread out in the air, and a chair formed by the gathering of spiritual energy appeared in the air, and he shook his hand and smiled with satisfaction. I found a place where the sun was almost good and sat down, and put the dumplings I was carrying in my hands on my lap.

took out a copy of the Tao Te Ching and read it in the throat of the male duck, and Zi'an learned it without a match. After that, the man seemed to feel that Zi'an was a little inattentive, and tapped him twice on the leg.

"Master," Zi'an came back to his senses, looked at Shu Changen with fan-like eyes, and stretched out his little hand to pull his little finger, "Why didn't my father come to see me! Did Zi'an do something wrong?"

"Really, how did the teacher teach you! As an emperor, you can't be without concentration. Endorse it well!" Shu Changen's index finger bent slightly, and An's head flicked for a moment.

"But I don't want to be the emperor!" Zi'an lowered his eyes with a look of loss.

Shu Changen's eyes darkened slightly when he looked at him, and his tone of voice was a little heavy; "You are not the emperor, what else can you do! You are the heir of the Heavenly Family, how can you choose everything in the future." And besides, everything has a price, and the reason why you are living so rich now is because you are a descendant of the heavenly family. ”

"But—but—" Zi'an said, crying as she spoke.

Shu Changen's heart was sour when she cried, he reached out and wanted to pat Zi'an's shoulder, but Zi'an opened his hand, turned around and ran away.

Leaving him alone, he shook his head helplessly and sighed lowly, "This little crying bag is really helpless!"

The next day, Zi'an stared at the sugar gourd in Shu Changen's hand with a pair of straight eyes, and took a few mouthfuls of spit.

"Zi'an, do you want to eat it!" Shu Changen twisted his goatee, and his eyes looked particularly indecent after laughing.

Zi'an sighed, staring at the sugar gourd's eyes without blinking, but did not speak.

"Okay then! Then I'll go!" Shu Chang Enmi's eyes were about to leave, but he was grabbed by the little man.

"Give it to me!" the man held out his hand.

Shu Changen couldn't help laughing, "Can't you kid be a little honest!" After speaking, he rubbed the top of his hair fiercely.

The following year, Si Qing was led to Zi'an by Li Yun, and he turned around and left after telling Zi'an that this person would be his attendant in the future.

Si Qing didn't like to talk and was a little timid and cowardly, Zi'an looked at this porcelain doll-like child who was as tall as himself.

"What's your name?" Zi'an said with interest in a wink.

The kid pinched the corner of his clothes and closed his eyes and called out his name;

Zi'an was so startled by him that he took a step back, and before he could say anything, Si Qing fled like a frightened rabbit.

"You-" Zi An just said a word, but he couldn't see the figure of the person anymore.

When they met again the next day, Si Qing seemed to be even more afraid of him, and he didn't dare to talk to him.

"Si Qing!" Zi'an called him.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he turned red and stammered a little when he answered: "Your Highness—Your Highness—I—I'm here!"

Zi'an couldn't help laughing, and his laughter made Si Qing even more cramped.

When he had laughed enough, when he straightened up and looked at Si Qing again, he already found that Si Qing's face was as red as an apple.

"I said-you are my attendant, you must be tough when you speak in the future, don't be so submissive, it will hurt my face!"

"Yes. Si Qing knelt down on one knee and said solemnly.

Time passed again, and Zi'an and Si Qing both reached the grade where their names were changed.

Li Yun yawned and waved his pen, so one named Li Jiqing and the other named Gao Zixi, this nonsensical emperor continued his daily style. made Li Jiqing, who was the prince, not even have a naming ceremony, but Li Jiqing didn't care about this, and on the day of the name, he dragged Si Qing to eat at a wine shop outside the palace.

Coincidentally, I saw a young man in a purple brocade robe, holding a girl and kicking it on the side of the little girl in an indescribable drag.

When Zi'an saw this, his eyes flickered, and then he waved his fist and said steadily, "Si Qing, I want to be like that." ”

"What's that-" Si Qing was stunned, choked on the food in his mouth, and took a sip of water before saying, "What's so good about that kind of person!

"Si Qing!" The first time Zi'an spoke to him, he was not so kind, his face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water, "I never said that I wanted to be an emperor, I never wanted to be an emperor." ”

"But this is your fate!Why do you have to put down the things that are easily available and pick up things that don't belong to you!" This was also the first time Si Qing had confronted Zi'an, just when the atmosphere between the two gradually became stiff.

The little boy stepped forward, slapped his slender white hand on the solid wood table, and said sharply, "Two boys, please get out of here—the field master here is covered." ”

A loud bang startled the two of them back to their senses, and with a bang, the long sword came out of its sheath and rested on the little boy's neck, Si Qing said viciously with a cold face, "Are you saying it again? ”

The little boy raised his hand and trembled when he spoke: "Uncle spare his life!"

Si Qing's eyes were scarlet and he didn't speak, he just looked at him fixedly, biting his back molars and bulging cheeks.

The little boy looked frightened, and looked pitifully at another man who was looking at him with a smile and pleaded, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The boy has eyes and no beads to offend the noble. ”

Zi'an's heart moved, and he reached out to stroke his hand with a sparkling smile, "Si Qing, stop!"

Si Qing was unmoved, so Zi'an repeated it again, his voice was heavier and a little embarrassed; "Stop!"

Only then did he withdraw his hand, Zi'an looked at the little boy with a smile, sat down with his robe, and gently clasped the table with one hand.

The little boy sat on the ground, looking at this and that man, he felt the breath of a superior person rushing to his face, and he was even more afraid for a while.

"Si Qing helped this son up!"