Li Chengqian couldn't understand what Changsun said, and there were too many twists and turns here. Sixu asked with a little uneasy after a long time: "Mother, is that old man Wang really harming me?"

"Why did your father say that the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties was written by him? It was not to preserve your reputation. And from ancient times to the present, have you heard of the emperor who wrote stories of gods and monsters?" Changsun said with a glance at Li Chengqian.

This little bastard is good at everything, but his political wisdom is almost low to the point where he has no bottom line. Even the stupidest one in the court can play with this boy in his palm.

"Uh~, I haven't heard of it." Li Chengqian thought about it for a while. There were emperors who wrote books and emperors who worked as carpenters, but he really seemed to have never heard of those who wrote stories about gods and monsters.

"Before your father ascended the throne, he always believed that aristocratic families were borers of the country. Now he has been constantly formulating some national policies to limit those aristocratic families. This is the reason why aristocratic families target you." Changsun sighed, intending to teach his son a good lesson.

"Well, I understand." Li Chengqian nodded like a verbal worm.

Who knows who has the son? Empress Changsun knew when she looked at Li Chengqian's performance. He didn't understand anything at all. If she really understood, Li Chengqian, who was vengeful, would definitely not be like this now.

So Changsun continued to say: "A powerful and ambitious emperor is not in the interests of the aristocratic family. Your father and the others cannot deal with it, so they will focus on you. If you are not the 'qualified emperor' in their eyes, then they will suppress you, even..."

Having said that, Li Chengqian finally understood that the emperor who was in line with the interests of the aristocratic family became the spokesperson of the aristocratic family? What is the difference between this and the government controlled by later capitalists?

Thinking of this, Li Chengqian couldn't help but wonder why the last man was lame? Who was the one who was convinced by that rabbit? Why did the ex change so much? From Feng Zijun, Ren Xiaochunshen to the road of rebellion...

One by one, one by one, everything kept flashing through Li Chengqian's mind, which made him feel a deep sense of crisis.

"Do you really understand this time?" Changsun saw that his son stopped talking, and he couldn't help but nod in his heart. Only by acting like this was the real understanding.

"Mother, can't anyone really believe it?" Li Chengqian's tone was filled with doubt and sadness.

"This requires you to consider yourself. Who can believe it and who can't. A suspicious emperor will not be accepted by court officials, but an emperor who can be merciless will not be accepted. There are still many things you need to learn, and being the master of a country is far more difficult than you think."

After coming out of Changsun, Li Chengqian seemed a little depressed and felt that he was about to suffer from depression. During this period, Lao Li, Changsun, and his uncle were teaching him, constantly instilling something in him, some were contradictory and some were consistent.

There is no question about whom I believe in. The butt determines the head. Everyone's experience is related to his own personal experience. He believes that none of these three people will harm him, but can you really be a king if you satisfy these three people? Not necessarily.

Li Chengqian tried hard to recall the philosophy lessons he had learned before, trying to find some answers from it, but in the end he was helpless to find that it was useless. In the actual situation, it was not even as useful as a folk slang.

The rafters that stood out rotted first. Li Chengqian thought for a long time and finally found the crux of the problem.

The prince is already attracted by people, and he will do his best to make trouble. It is not surprising that the result of today is like this. No wonder Old Li has been saying that he will make less trouble and don’t make trouble. Now he finally knows why.

The performance is too eye-catching and unwilling to compromise with the noble family and prominent families. This is the fundamental reason why I am being paid attention to and suppressed.

After thinking through it, he naturally became much brighter, and even the dark night sky became much brighter. He put his hands behind his back, with Lin Xiaoxiao with a worried look on his face and the dazed "Bald King", Li Chengqian was about to go back and see what his "Lan Ruo Temple" had been ruined.

"The filth in the past is not worth praising, but now I am boasting and thinking about it without end." Li Chengqian was in a good mood and finally couldn't help it and became poetic.

"Good poem!" A voice came from the door of "Lan Ruo Temple" not far away. When I got it nearby, I found that it was Fang Xuanling and others who spoke, surrounded Li Erzheng and walked out of it.

The banquet has ended, and the veterans and gangsters were carried out. Only those who were very popular in their daily lives, Du, Changsun and others could barely stay awake. As for His Majesty Li Er, they didn't drink much at all. One reason was that no one dared to drink him, and the other was that they had a lot of alcohol.

"My son greets my father and I have met several uncles." Although it has not been long since we last met, the rules are there. If you don't do it, you will be rude and you will be taught a lesson.

"No, let's talk about what's behind." His Majesty Li Er waved his hand lazily and said.

As a result, there was no movement for a while, which caused Li Er to glar: "Rebellious, what are the next few words?"

"It's gone, just a few words." Li Chengqian stretched out his two fingers awkwardly and compared.

I really can't remember what the latter one is. I just expressed my feelings just now. If I let him say that even the first two sentences cannot be remembered.

"Oh..." Sighs kept coming, but Changsun Wuji and others were shaking their heads in disappointment.

"Dangzi, you..." His Majesty Li Er almost fainted from anger. He originally planned to let the eldest son take the lead and give him a little more face, but... he was patted.

Looking at Lao Li's raised hand, he took two steps back to avoid being beaten. Then Li Chengqian said with a frown: "Father, this article is natural, I got it by chance. My son only expressed his feelings for a moment, and there was no next sentence."

"A good article is natural, and I got it by myself. In my opinion, this sentence is much better than the one just now." Changsun Wuji spoke out and pulled the topic away. As an uncle, he could not watch his nephew be beaten, and he confirmed that this sentence was good.

"Hmph." Li Chengqian was quite satisfied with his words in time and took back the slap in the face. He snorted as forgiveness.

"But in my opinion, I'm afraid there is still something to do after these two sentences of Your Highness?" Just as His Majesty Li Er was about to let Li Chengqian go, a somewhat old voice sounded.

When Li Chengqian turned his head in surprise and looked at him, he saw an old man in his 60s standing behind Fang Xuanling.

This person is no one else, but Wang Gui and Wang Shujie who sent the "Book of War".

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