Since you want to be Li Chengqian, you must make a complete break from the past. Otherwise, if someone exposes it, even if Comrade Li loves his son, he will wave a butcher knife.

After silently chanting "I am Li Chengqian" in my heart for the 99th time, Li Chengchao began to take advantage of the sunset to carefully look at the courtyard where he was. From this moment on, he was going to be called Li Chengqian.

The ruined palace walls, broken rockery, mottled corridors, and lush grassy yards, it would be a pity to not take pictures of the Ghost Story of the Chinese Girl in this place. No wonder I will become psychologically distorted in the future. It is strange that normal people live in the "Lanruo Temple" every day without psychological distortion.

I really didn't expect that the famous Tai Chi Palace in history would look like this. Li Chengqian shook it, a little disappointed, but it felt so much. Thinking about it, no matter how bad life is in the future, the yard will not be full of grass, right? I'm afraid that some of these days will be overwhelmed.

But in fact, his opinion is still a bit one-sided. If he is willing to sort out his memories, he will find that in addition to the Eastern Palace, the entire Tai Chi Palace can be said to be magnificent. After all, it is the imperial city of a country. Even if it is difficult after the founding of the country, it will not make any trouble for the emperor.

As for why the East Palace is so dilapidated, it is because the child has no mother. It’s a long story. I will talk to readers later when I have the chance.

"Your Highness, it's night, go back to the house, don't suffer from the cold." Just as Li Chengqian sighed in his heart, the little palace maid just now came to him again and said to him softly.

Li Chengqian turned his head and looked at this little girl carefully. He was 23 years old and was actually 8 years old. He didn't feel a little depressed. A 13 or 4 girl movie was one head taller than himself. When will the ideal playboy life begin?

"What's your name?" Li Chengqian was depressed, but this did not delay him teasing the palace daughter.

"I am Chunxiao." Li Chengqian was embarrassed to be stared at by Li Chengqian's eyes. The little girl lowered her head and replied softly.

"Oh? Chunxiao, Chunxiao!"

Spring sleep without dawn,

Birds are heard everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night,

How many flowers fall?

In the surprised gaze of the little girl, a poem about spring Xiao written by Meng Haoran when she was living in Lumen Mountain was recited from Li Chengqian, without considering Meng Haoran's feelings at all. In Li Chengqian's impression, there was no Chun Xiao, at least Comrade Lao Meng would write another poem about Xia Xiao or Qiu Xiao in the future. He did this in disguise to contribute to Chinese poetry culture.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince!" The little girl has been in the deep palace for a long time, so she can write about how to praise these princes and grandsons, even though she doesn't know what's good about this poem.

"Hahaha..." Li Chengqian immediately smiled when he was picked up by the little girl. He is now more and more fond of the Tang Dynasty.

"The name of this poem is **Xiao, I'll give it to you!" Li Chengqian put his tender little hands behind him, turned around and walked into the bedroom, without seeing the little girl's cheeks blushing.

After Li Chaocheng sat cross-legged on the short couch in the bedroom for a long time, Chunxiao walked back in a scrupulous manner. After seeing his sitting posture, his expression changed and said, "Your Highness, please sit down quickly. If Master Kong saw this sitting posture, he would be punished again."

"Ah?! Is there a punishment for this?" Li Chengqian hadn't tried to kneel down, but he couldn't stand it in less than a minute, so he changed to sitting cross-legged. When Chunxiao mentioned it, his face turned pale.

Chunxiao's old-fashioned face of Confucius appeared before Li Chengqian. The three things he did, such as thugs, punishments, and suing the parents, were revealed in his memory.

"Old Kong, can Teacher Kong still come to my bedroom?" Li Chengqian asked with a trembling request. He was not afraid, but he would be affected by inheriting Li Chengqian's memory.

"Why can't it? The Tian family has no trivial matters, and the Tian family has no selfless affairs." Chunxiao's words shattered all Li Chengqian's fantasies.

What else is there to say? If you don’t want to kneel down, then stand up. Li Chengqian doesn’t want to be punished, doesn’t want to be beaten, and doesn’t want to be accused of the family.

The donkey was walking around the room like a mill. When the little palace maid Chunxiao was dizzy, Li Chengqian slapped his thighs and drank, "Come on someone, find me a carpenter."

"Here!" The guard outside the door agreed and walked away quickly.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?" Chunxiao looked at Li Chengqian in confusion. He didn't know what his highness was going crazy. It was dark now, and the carpenter was still saying that what he was doing.

"What are you doing? Of course, it's a chair. We can't keep kneeling. Always kneeling will affect my blood circulation and make me unable to grow taller. And if I sit in a bad position, I will get sick." After Li Chengqian said that, he pointed at his butt, which made Chunxiao blush again.

The little girl has bright eyes and white teeth, and has a bag of hair. Her face is very cute when she blushed, so now Li Chengqian always likes to tease her.

"So, the problem of sitting must be solved. This is a serious problem to do if I can grow taller. Moreover, the first step in human evolution is to be able to walk upright. Since I stand up, I can't go back and change to kneeling..." Li Chengqian chattered endlessly, and the little girl Chun Xiao's eyes became more and more confused. It was not until the guards brought the carpenter and were relieved.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The panting craftsman bent down and saluted Li Chengqian.

"Forgive it, forgive it!" Li Chengqian still knew that Tang Shi was not up to kneel down, and it was exactly what he wanted to complain about.

As a grassroots, he couldn't explain whether the Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism was good or bad in later Song dynasties, but he could not deny that it was too much emphasized on feudal ethics and restricted people's thoughts.

Therefore, since the Tang Dynasty, China has gradually lost its enterprising spirit and no longer its glory as before. Foreigners will no longer use words like strength to describe us. China has become arbitrary bullying in their eyes; it can be obtained and sought...

However, the carpenter didn't know that in such a short time, Li Chengqian had already had so many thoughts. He just straightened his waist and asked, "I wonder what the prince needs to do?"

"Do you know the chair?" 8-year-old Li Chengqian tried hard to straighten his body and make himself look taller.

"Chain?" The carpenter lowered his head and pondered for a moment, raised his head and said in confusion: "I wonder what the 'chair' that Your Highness is?"

Li Chengqian's originally full of anticipation collapsed instantly, trying to organize language in his heart, wanting to express it more clearly, but in the end he pulled up the carpenter's sleeve, dragged him into the room, pointed to the small table on the couch and said, "It's this thing, lengthening its legs and adding them to... so high."

Li Chengqian originally wanted to say 500mm, but he stopped in time. In Datang, he was afraid that no one knew what unit millimeter was, so in the end he could only helplessly gesture to the ground with his hands.
Chapter completed!