Sun Chang was also helpless about this son who could sit and never stand, and never sit lying. Other princes were punished and confined to sit in the city of sorrow, but this kid could enjoy it and enjoy it very much.

But what else should I punish if I don’t have to be punished? As a prince, I can’t beat him with a bamboo stick, right? And this kid never seems to have made any big mistakes. Apart from being lazy, everything is good.

"But are you sure he has put all the white folds into his palace?" After Li Shimin turned around the ground twice, he turned his head in confusion and asked Changsun.

"Yes, at noon, Li Zhi and his friends went to the 'Lanruo Temple', but they saw two large carts of white stacks in his palace." Although they didn't know what the 'Lanruo Temple' was, it is undeniable that everyone in the palace now called Yiqiu Palace 'Lanruo Temple' according to Li Chengqian's instructions.

"What the hell is this kid doing?" Comrade Li, who sat back on the chair, frowned and thought.

If it were another prince, he could ignore it. Two carts of white stacks were not valuable.

But Li Chengqian is different. He is the crown prince and the crown prince of the empire. Every move has a great influence, which makes Lao Li have to pay attention to his movements all the time.

"I heard Lizhi say he seemed to be making some quilt." Changsun waved his hand to the palace maid beside him, signaling to change the tea, and then said softly.

"Milk quilt? Isn't there it in the palace?"

"It's not the cotton you mentioned. I heard that Lizhi said it was cotton next to the word "wood" and it was the word "that guy made himself." When talking about Li Chengqian, Changsun gritted his teeth again.

"Mumian?" Li Shimin thought for a while and said, "What else did he say to Lizhi?"

"The boy stuffed the white bunch into the quilts that were sewn together on the two beds and made a quilt. Li Zhi said that although the quilt was ugly, it was indeed very harmonious, and the boy agreed to turn around and give Li Zhi a one." Thinking of the harmonious relationship between Li Chengqian and his sister, Changsun couldn't help but smile.

"Well, Lizhi didn't take it back on the spot. It seemed that she was ugly." Thinking of Li Lizhi's well-behaved look, Li Shimin's tone was also much more relaxed.

No matter how fucked Li Chengqian was, he did a good job of being a brother. Just from the perspective of brotherly relationships, even Li Tai, who often causes trouble for him, had to say the word "submission", which is exactly what Comrade Li was more satisfied with Li Chengqian.

"Second brother, don't think about it. That guy's head looks different from others. No one can guess what he wants to do if he doesn't say anything. But with his show-off nature, he might jump out in a few days." Empress Changsun pointed at her head to indicate the difference between Li Chengqian.

"Well, then I won't think about it." Li Shimin rubbed his forehead, as if he thought what Changsun said was very reasonable. He turned his head to look at the sky outside, then turned his head and said to Changsun with an inexplicable smile: "It's getting late, Guanyin maid, why not sleep together...?"

I don’t know how His Majesty the Emperor slept at night, but the next morning Comrade Li was awakened by the sound of bowstrings.

How could Lao Li, who has been through the battlefield, be insensitive to Gongxian's voice? The first thought when he heard the sound was that someone forced him to be a ward? He suddenly turned over and sat up. After listening carefully, he felt that it was not.

The sound of the bow string is quite different from that of opening a bow and shooting an archery. First, there is only one bow sounding, and second, the sound is crisp and dull when shooting an archery sideways.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Empire, who was awakened, would naturally not let the culprit go. He comforted Empress Changsun and asked her to change her clothes first, and then shouted: "Come."

"Your Majesty." Guard Lin, who had a hairy face and a thunderbolt mouth, appeared at the entrance of the hall like a ghost.

"Where does the sound of the bowstring come from?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, Yiqiu Palace." As the emperor's personal bodyguard, he had sent someone to investigate clearly at the first sound of the bowstring.

Comrade Old Li was stunned for a moment, turned over and jumped off the couch, and roared: "It's this rebellious son again."

At this time, Empress Changsun also changed into a simple dress. Seeing that Lao Li was only wearing a single dress and jumping around on the ground, she quickly found a fur and cloak for him to put on.

Although Empress Changsun had never experienced the battlefield, she still had some knowledge. The sound of the bow strings was so regular, and she heard that it was made by a bow, so she would not panic. She just asked softly: "Second brother, who is the one who is causing trouble?"

"Who else?" Comrade Lao Li said in a suffocating voice.

"Gao Ming?" Combined with the 'rebellious son' just now, and the current rhetorical question, Changsun easily inferred the culprit.

"Who else can you do if it's not him?" With a gaze of getting up, the Emperor began to change his clothes. He decided to teach this rebellious son a lesson.

I finally had a day off and no ministers came to disturb me. I planned to have a good night's sleep, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by this gangster again.

"Second brother, don't be angry. This child Gao Ming is afraid that something happened by accident." Empress Changsun patiently comforted Lao Li, for fear that her husband would beat her son up when he got angry.

"Don't worry, Guanyin maid, I promise not to beat him to death."

His Majesty the Emperor and his group came out of Lizheng Hall and rushed to Li Chengqian's "Lanruo Temple" almost in a long time. As soon as they entered the small gate of Xichiyuan, they saw a huge bow hanging there. A guard was sweating profusely holding the bowstring and making a "bang bang" sound.

Under the bowstring was a table, and the surface was covered with white balls. I don’t know what it was, but after passing the table and looking inside, Comrade Lao Li was almost out of breath.

Li Chengqian was sitting on a chair with a bent wooden stick below, shaking it so comfortably. He was wrapped in something like a turtle lid, which should be the quilt in Li Lizhi's mouth.

"See Your Majesty!" Comrade Old Li's sudden appearance shocked everyone in the yard. After reacting, he immediately greeted him.

Only Li Chengqian sat in his newly made rocking chair, wrapped in the first quilt of the Tang Dynasty. He looked like a flesh worm, with a long neck stretched out and a tender little face that turned red, but he couldn't get up no matter what.

Empress Changsun was originally worried, but when she saw Li Chengqian's appearance at this time, she was so funny that she laughed out loud.

Old Li was also so funny that he almost burst into laughter when Li Chengqian's turtle turned over. Fortunately, he held back and thought of this boy disturbing people's dreams early in the morning, and immediately shouted angrily: "Rebellious, what are you doing?"

"Father, Queen Mother, please forgive me for being armored by my son, and I can't give up." Li Chengqian, who had struggled for a long time, finally gave up. The 8-year-old was too young, and the 5-centimeter-thick quilt was wrapped around him, so he could not get up from the shaking chair, so he could only shake his father and mother with a depressed look on his face.
Chapter completed!