For a whole morning, Li Chengqian was drowsy in the old man Kong's Zhihuzhe. If it weren't for the kneeling posture being too uncomfortable and inconvenient to sleep, I was afraid he would have met with Gong Zhou long ago.

"Your Highness, you scared me to death in the morning. I almost thought you would be beaten to the board." Chun Xiao patted Xiao Xiao's chest and breathed a long sigh. It seemed that the old man Kong Yingda was putting a lot of pressure on her.

"How is it possible? I am so cute, honest and obedient, so obedient and smart. Master Kong couldn't find a lantern while playing it. How could he bear to hit me?" Li Chengqian was also much more relaxed when he left Chongwen Academy, where he was the only student. He liked to brag and had a sensation again.

"Your Highness's words are so interesting, but don't be heard by Master Confucius!" Although Chunxiao seems a little mature, she is a 13-4-year-old girl after all, and she has a childish character. After spending a long time with Li Chengqian, some jokes can still be said.

In order to cooperate with the little girl, Li Chengqian also pretended to take a mysterious look around, and then said, "It doesn't matter, Master Kong didn't follow, so don't be afraid." The sneaky look made the little girl cover her mouth and smiled.

"Okay, OK, let's go back quickly and see if my chair has been delivered. My legs have been numb all morning." I don't know if my body is getting smaller and my mental age has also become smaller. For a whole morning, Li Chengqianguang went to his chair.

"The chair has been delivered. The guards came to inform him when His Highness was napping just now." Thinking of Li Chengqian sitting there staring at his eyes and taking a nap, Chunxiao covered her mouth and chuckled again.

While walking quickly towards the Yiqiu Palace where he lives, Li Chengqian defended himself: "I am not napping, but meditating. Do you understand meditating? I just immersed in thinking, so that I can deepen my understanding of what Master Confucius said."

"Yes, Your Highness, I know." Chunxiao, who had stopped laughing, was amused by Li Chengqian again. He always felt that since yesterday afternoon, the serious prince, the prince, seemed to have become a different person.

As the master and servant chatted and laughed, they rushed back to the "Lanruo Temple" in only half of the time. As soon as they entered the yard, they saw a chair that was more beautiful than Li Chengqian imagined was placed at the door of his bedroom. The whole chair was polished to be smooth and visible. For the sake of beauty, several layers of deep sect colored plant paint were painted, which added a lot of heavy feeling to the whole chair.

Moreover, after Zhang Laoer returned last night, he seemed to have suddenly become aware of it. He actually equipped the Taishi Chair with a table, polished it meticulously, and painted it with plant paint of the same color as the chair.

"Your Highness, do you see if this time is right?" Zhang Lao Er, who was busy with the two apprentices all night, stared at a pair of bloodshot eyes, and waited nervously for Li Chengqian's verdict.

Li Chengqian touched the smooth desktop and was a little lost for a moment. If it were put in modern times, all these things would be antiques. In this palace, all the things here, even if they were flowers, plants and trees, could be considered antiques. Even if they were pulled out of their roots and hair, they would be antiques. But the most critical issue is that they can't get modern times!

Turning his head and looking at Zhang Lao Er who was still bent over and waiting for his opinion. Li Chengqian walked over and wanted to pat his shoulder, but found that he was a little too tall enough. He had no choice but to pat his arm: "Zhang Lao Er, you've done a good job, thank you for your hard work."

The little man took out an adult style, causing everyone in the yard to twitch their mouths, but fearing the majesty of the royal family, no one dared to laugh out loud.

"You don't work hard for the common people, as long as you don't delay your highness's affairs." Zhang Lao Er bent his waist lower, and he was praised by the crown prince. Moreover, the crown prince still remembers his name, which made Zhang Lao Er's legs tremble a little excited.

"Okay, don't be excited. Go back and make two sets of them as you like this later, and make a few more chairs." Li Chengqian couldn't stand Zhang Lao Er's face and was about to cry, so he had to ask him to make a few sets of them, and everyone would share the good things. Eating alone would cause retribution.

"Yes, Xiaomin will do it now."

"Well, go and do it, but remember to have a good rest and don't get tired of your body, otherwise no one will make furniture for me." Concerning about subordinates, movies and TV series in later generations are almost out of the way, and Li Chengqian can do it at will.

"Yes, Xiaomin understands, thank you for your concern."

Looking at Zhang Lao Er who was so excited that he was trembling as if he was an epileptic attack, Li Chengqian rubbed his temple helplessly, turned around and jumped to the Taishi chair to sit down, and began to think about his own affairs.

After a long time, he slapped the armrest of the chair and said to the eunuch who was serving him: "Let me find a few people to carry this set of tables and chairs up and go to Lizheng Hall."

"Your Highness, are you going to..." Chunxiao didn't understand why Li Chengqian sent the tables and chairs he had worked so hard to get to the queen, so he asked.

Li Chengqian gave Chunxiao a contemptuous look and said, "This good steel should be used on the blade. Of course, good tables and chairs should be filial to the father and mother. However, there is only one chair, which is a bit of a beauty."

But Li Chengqian didn't know that when he finished speaking, the "Lan Ruo Temple" was flattering and praised the prince's kindness. This made Li Chengqian feel embarrassed for his little plan and felt that he was doing something wrong with his own article.

You should know that the Taishi Chair is a new thing, and it has never happened in the Tang Dynasty. If Li Chengqian used it himself first, who knows whether those censors can use this as an excuse to impeach him? So it is better to use this thing to my own people to try the limelight. If Comrade Li uses it, then Comrade Li will naturally have no problem if he uses it.

At this time, Empress Changsun was busy comforting her husband: "Second brother, don't be angry. Be careful of being angry. Qingque is still young and always has times of inadequate thinking. And this time, he reported his brother out of kindness."

"Hmph, what kind of good intentions does he have? He learned to discuss right and wrong behind people's backs at a young age. What should he do when he grows up?" Li Shimin picked up the tea on the small table and took a sip, and said angrily.

"The second brother is so serious. Children always do something wrong. Moreover, I have already punished him to think about it behind closed doors for five days. I want to teach some lessons." Whoever has the heart to be grateful for? Whether it is Li Chengqian or Li Tai, they are all the biological flesh and blood of Empress Changsun. Naturally, they can't listen to others saying that they are wrong, even their own husbands can't do it.

But Li Qin is really not good at it. He was easily deceived by his elder brother. He didn't think about how Kong Yingda's old stubborn man could write poems for others, so he was punished to think behind closed doors and think about it for five days. One was that Empress Changsun was angry that he complained to Li Chengqian, and the other was that he was angry that this child was too stupid, just like a melon skin.

"Okay, OK, Guanyin maid, I won't say it anymore. But, did you think Chengqian recited the poems he personally wrote last night?" Seeing that Empress Changsun seemed a little angry, Li Shimin stopped talking and turned his target to Li Chengqian.

"Of course, has the second brother been well-versed in ancient times and modern times heard others recite it? Moreover, Gao Ming has never had any contact with outsiders in the deep palace. The second brother of his gentlemen is also aware that he will never do anything to hand over his poems to others. So who did this poem written by Gao Ming?"
Chapter completed!