Li Chengfeng smiled and patted his arm, saying: "Human bones are not that fragile. In a sense, they are harder than stones! Changsun Chong's arm was not hit by external force, so it is impossible to fracture.

of!"

"He was just too brave and couldn't lift a 200-pound rock, so he had to force himself, so he dislocated his joint!"

"Oh? That's it!"

Hearing this, Changsun Chong and Li Jing also breathed a sigh of relief.

…

In the Xuanzheng Hall, Princess Li Lizhi of Changle quickly found Li Shimin who was reviewing the memorial.

Li Lizhi hurriedly said: "Father, it's not good! Brother Feng'er and Changsun Chong were competing in the martial arts field to see who was stronger. As a result, his arm was broken!"

"What?"

Li Shimin was shocked.

"Li Chengfeng's arm is broken? Damn Chang Sun Chong, this is unreasonable. Take me over and have a look!"

Because Li Lizhi spoke in a hurry, she didn't say whose arm was broken for a while.

Li Shimin thought it was Li Chengfeng's arm that was broken!

Li Lizhi continued: "Father, it's not brother Feng'er's arm that's broken, but Changsun Chong's arm that's broken!"

"Oh? It's not Feng'er? Hiss...then, forget it, I'd better go over and have a look!"

"Wang Dequan, call the imperial doctor Duan He and go to the martial arts field!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Wang Dequan, the chief eunuch on the side, was shocked when he heard that the son of Changsun's family had a broken arm. He quickly called the imperial physician Duan He to come and treat Changsun Chong.

…

When Li Shimin, Li Lizhi and his entourage arrived at the martial arts arena.

I saw that little kid Li Chengfeng, still jumping around, while Changsun Chong was lying on the ground, his face looking extremely painful.

Li Jing stood there helplessly, with a worried look on his face.

Because he is a military commander and does not know medical skills, Changsun Chong suffered a fracture and he could only stand there and worry!

"The Emperor has arrived!"

Wang Dequan heard a sharp voice, and saw a man walking quickly into the middle of the martial arts field.

"Li Jing, meet the emperor!"

"My son, please see your father!"

"Well, no courtesy!" Li Shimin waved his sleeves and continued: "Feng'er, Li Jing, Changsun Chong, what's going on with you three?"

Li Shimin looked at Changsun Chong who was lying on the ground with his wrists twisted strangely, and couldn't help but frowned tightly.

Li Chengfeng wiped his nose with his small hand and said: "Reporting to my father, it is Er Chen and Chang Sun Chong who are competing to see who is stronger! Er Chen lifted the 200 kilogram stone over his head, but Chang Sun Chong did not lift it.

I also dislocated my wrist! So, it’s like this now!”

"What? A stone-lifting competition? What nonsense!"

Li Shimin looked normal and glared at Li Chengfeng.

However, Li Chengfeng still laughed to himself and said: "This matter is because we competed voluntarily, so Changsun Chong was injured. You can't blame me for this, right Changsun Chong?"

"Reporting to your Majesty, the Eighth Prince is really not to blame for this matter. He is a minor minister and it is his own fault!"

"Oh, forget it, Duan He, get Changsun Chong a doctor quickly!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Immediately afterwards, the imperial physician Duan He observed the injury on Changsun Chong's wrist and said: "Reporting to the emperor, Mr. Changsun's wrist is only dislocated, not broken, so it is not serious! After the old minister sets the bones of Mr. Changsun Chong, he will recover for a period of time.

It will get better with time!"

"Oh, all right!"

Soon, Changsun Chong was arranged by Li Shimin to go to Duanhe's medical clinic for treatment.

Li Chengfeng shrugged helplessly.

Changsun Chong still owed me 1,000 gold but didn't pay it? Why did he leave?

Humph, I'll find him some other time. Everyone in this world can owe me Li Chengfeng money.

Li Chengfeng wanted to leave, but Li Shimin stopped Li Chengfeng and said, "Feng'er, are you making trouble again?"

"Eh? You can't say this nonsense, Father, why am I causing trouble?"

"Aren't you just fooling around? Then why did Sun Chong, the leader of the army, dislocate his hand, but you were in such a state of dislocation that nothing happened at all?"

Li Chengfeng shook his little head helplessly and said: "Obviously he is not as strong as me, but he still insisted on showing off, and his wrist was dislocated. Do you blame me?"

"Hmph, you must be up to something! I know that kid Changsun Chong is well-educated and respects his elders, and he is the son of General Changsun Wuji. Feng'er, you can't hurt him randomly in the future! After all, the Queen's eldest grandson is

Wugou is his biological aunt. She doesn't look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face. Don't bully him in the future!"

"What? I bullied him? It's obvious that I was bullied, father, but you stood on Changsun Chong's side and spoke? Alas, as expected, you are not my biological father!"

"What? You little bastard, shut up!"

"Ding, surprise from Li Shimin, naughty value is 20!"

Seeing Li Chengfeng staggering towards the front, Li Shimin was helpless.

Li Shimin had seen with his own eyes how strong Li Chengfeng was.

At that time, he was in the Prince's Mansion, and when he wanted to take Li Chengfeng to study in the Wenxuan Pavilion, more than a dozen guards couldn't pull Li Chengfeng?

Therefore, Li Chengfeng must be stronger than Changsun Chong.

In the end, Changsun Chong showed off and dislocated his wrist?

Changsun Chong would definitely not be able to defeat Li Chengfeng, so Li Shimin was afraid of conflicts between Li Chengfeng and Changsun Chong.

If Li Chengfeng was injured, Li Shimin would definitely be worried.

If Changsun Chong was injured, Li Shimin wouldn't be like the queen and Changsun Wuji.

Therefore, Li Shimin felt that Li Chengfeng could not be allowed to act recklessly.

If he hurt Changsun Chong in the future, he would not be able to explain to the queen.

"Oh, that's all, Li Jing!"

"Yes, I am here!"

"From now on, the Eighth Prince and Changsun Chong are not allowed to mess around!"

"It's your Majesty. I will take good care of the Eighth Prince and the others and won't let them do whatever they want!"

"Well, luckily this time it was just a dislocation. If Changsun broke his hand, and if this news spread, Changsun's family would be completely disgraced!"

Li Shimin touched his beard, then went back home and returned to the palace.

…

Early the next morning, Li Chengfeng walked out of the Zhenwang Mansion.

He yawned and walked towards Duan He's medical center.

"Eighth Prince, are you here?"

When Duan He saw Li Chengfeng, he greeted him respectfully.

Li Chengfeng nodded slightly and said, "Well, I would like to ask, how is Changsun Chong? Where is he now?"

"Reporting to the Eighth Prince, I have already reattached the dislocated wrist of the eldest grandson. At this moment, he is recuperating at home!"

"Okay, it's Changsun's house, right?"

"Oh, yes!"

"Okay, bye!"

So, Li Chengfeng waved his little hand again, and then walked towards the Changsun Mansion.
Chapter completed!