Li Lizhi opened her mouth in shock, and said, "Brother Feng'er, this, this is really a poem you picked up at your fingertips? This, this is already considered a first-class poem in our Tang Dynasty!"

After Li Lizhi finished speaking, Li Chengfeng smiled slightly.

Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine", isn't this a good poem?

"Crack, clap!"

Afterwards, Li Chengfeng heard a burst of applause coming from behind him.

"Okay, okay! Feng'er, this poem is well done!"

Li Chengfeng turned his head and saw that it was Li Shimin who came!

I saw Li Shimin walking towards Li Chengfeng with a group of ministers.

If you look carefully, you can see that Li Shimin's eyes are already filled with tears.

Because the first sentence of Li Chengfeng's "Will Enter the Wine" directly poked Li Shimin's heart!

Li Shimin continued to sigh: "Okay, that's a good sentence." If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, and it will never return to the sea! "That's a good sentence," don't you see, Gaotang Mingjing's sad and white hair is like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening! ""

"Feng'er, only you understand my heart!"

Li Chengfeng walked into Li Chengfeng, stretched out his big hand, and gently touched Li Chengfeng's small head.

At this moment, Li Shimin restrained the majesty of the emperor, looking at Li Chengfeng with gentle eyes like an old father who spoils his children.

Li Shimin originally thought that Li Chengfeng was an extremely clever naughty kid, how could he understand his own thoughts? How could it be possible to understand the important affairs of the court in the palace?

However, after hearing Li Chengfeng's poems by accident this time, Li Shimin changed his view of Li Chengfeng.

On the contrary, Li Chengfeng deeply understands the sorrow of being a king.

"Ugh"

Li Shimin let out a long sigh.

He was thinking that if he had met Li Chengfeng a few years earlier, perhaps the position of prince would not belong to Li Chengqian, but to Li Chengfeng.

But now, it's too late.

No matter how amazing Li Chengfeng's talent is, the crown prince has set the rules and cannot be broken!

Therefore, it would be very difficult for Li Chengfeng to become emperor in his life, unless he seeks power to usurp the throne.

But this is actually not what Li Shimin wants to see.

Forget it, being the king of the Tang Dynasty is inevitable!

"The emperor is here? Changsun Chong sees the emperor!"

"The son pays homage to the father!"

"Little girl Wu Xu, see the emperor!"

As soon as you attack people, meet Li Shimin collectively and say hello to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin nodded and said, "Well, get up!"

Instead, Li Shimin looked at Li Chengfeng and said, "Feng'er, what's the name of that poem you wrote just now?"

"Father, that poem is called "Will Enter the Wine"!"

"Oh? Will be drinking? Good poetry, good poetry!"

Li Shimin nodded in satisfaction, then waved at Li Chengfeng, then turned around and walked towards the palace.

However, in his mouth, he kept chanting: "Good poetry, good poetry!"

Li Shimin had just supervised the work on the execution platform, beheading the thief who stole 100,000 relief gold, Zhang Liang, Duke of Yun, and some accomplices.

Turning around and coming to the martial arts arena, I heard Li Chengfeng's poems.

Originally Li Shimin beheaded Yun Guogong, so he felt very uncomfortable!

When he stepped off the execution platform, everyone was terrified!

So, with a desolate heart, he felt that there should be no one in this world who could understand himself.

However, after hearing Li Chengfeng's "Will Enter the Wine", Li Shimin felt very comforted in his heart.

Because he felt that there was finally a person who could understand his inner loneliness as a king.

Alas, it's a pity that Li Chengfeng is still too old.

Otherwise, Li Shimin must have a drink with Li Chengfeng!

"I lost, I lost!"

Changsun Chong muttered to himself.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Chengfeng in disbelief.

He really didn't expect that a six-year-old child could write such a profound poem?

Even the emperor Li Shimin was attracted?

"Sister, tell me, which one of us won this round?"

Li Chengfeng looked at Li Lizhi with a smile.

Li Zixing nodded and said, "Of course it was Brother Feng'er, you won, Changsun Chong, do you have any objections?"

"The minister has no objection, the minister loses, and the minister is willing to bow down!"

"Then in the second competition, we won't compete in culture and poetry. How about comparing strength? Eighth prince, do you dare to compare strength with me?"

Chang Sun Chong had a slight smile on his face.

He thought, if he can't compare to the Eighth Prince in reciting poems, can't he even compare in strength?

Anyway, after this year, I am fifteen years old, but the eighth prince is only six years old, just a child with no strength to restrain a chicken!

"Come on, come on, this is the second round, let's compete for strength!"

Li Chengfeng smiled even more.

I bear the power of the overlord, and looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, everyone has their own strength.

This eldest Sun Chong is so stupid that he wants to compete with himself?

Isn't this playing in his arms, falling into Li Chengfeng's trap?

Li Lizhi looked at Li Chengfeng worriedly, and said: "Feng'er, you are only six years old, you are too young, how can you compete with Chang Sun Chong in strength? You will lose to him!"

"Don't worry, sister~www.mtlnovel.com~ I won't lose to Changsun Chong!"

"Hey, my sister feels sorry for you for losing. You want to give 1,000 gold to your eldest grandson!"

Li Lizhi said helplessly.

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "Hmph, I won't lose to Chang Sun Chong. I gambled money, and I never lost. Don't worry!"

Immediately afterwards, Li Chengfeng, Chang Sun Chong and others walked to the martial arts field together.

As soon as General Li Jing saw Li Chengfeng coming, he cupped his fists and greeted respectfully: "Veteran Li Jing, pay homage to the Eighth Prince!"

"Well, no courtesy!"

Li Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Eighth Prince, don't you want to come to the martial arts arena to watch Li Jing train soldiers?"

"If you are interested, Eighth Prince, you can also come here to try martial arts!"

"Well... this is a long time to come, let's talk about it later!"

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "It's General Li Jing like this. I'm now competing with Chang Sun Chong to see who is stronger. Do you have any big stones to test your strength?"

"You, are you competing for strength with the young master of the eldest grandson's family? I'm afraid this is a bit inappropriate?"

As Li Jing said, he gave Chang Sun Chong a look. Because he felt that Chang Sun Chong was just messing around.

Could it be that Chang Sun Chong still couldn't tell the identity between himself and the Eighth Prince? Actually stupid enough to compete with the Eighth Prince?

If the Eighth Prince wins, it's okay, but if the Eighth Prince loses, it will be a loss of face to the royal family, right?

And the eighth prince is only six years old, although he is very smart, but where is his physique, his strength, how could he be as big as his eldest grandson?

However, Li Chengfeng said: "It's okay, General Li Jing, just follow my orders and move a few big rocks! Remember, the heavier the better!"

"This, that's fine!"

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