I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

This is a very crucial question.

It has decided how Li Ke will get along with Mr. Zhengyang and how he will get along with those people who play football.

Li Shimin shook his head and said, "You don't need to hide your identity. Since you, as a prince, want to lead the way, you must use your identity as a prince."

Li Ke should come down.

Li Shimin looked at his son with a smile, and was quite satisfied in his heart.

It doesn't matter whether this son really wants to learn from Li Tai and contribute a little bit of strength, or... he simply wants to play.

In short, his behavior was indeed solving his own problems.

After leaving the imperial city, Li Ke's mood did not become too good. He always felt that he came here today, and the things he said vaguely deceived himself.

But he didn't want to understand, which step he had cheated himself.

It's too complicated, these wily old foxes.

It wasn't until the carriage arrived at the gate of Huaizhenfang that Li Ke sighed with emotion. Since he couldn't figure it out, he just didn't think about it and just played football.

Since the father said that there is no need to conceal his identity, he will not hide it.

Originally, they planned to stop the carriage directly at the entrance of Tongfu Restaurant.

But in the middle of the journey, Li Ke felt that this might be too ostentatious. Even his younger brother Li Tai didn't dare to park the carriage directly at the entrance of the restaurant.

If I really did this, I would have to scold myself in court the next day.

Li Ke walked to the door of the restaurant. He was wearing court clothes—seeing his father, he naturally had to wear something more formal. The voice in the restaurant became quieter in an instant, and many guests turned their heads to look at this young man in surprise. .

Some people thought he looked familiar.

It seems... This person also ate in a restaurant.

More people still noticed his clothes and ornaments on his body, and recognized this person's identity at a glance - he was a prince, a new prince who was different from Li Tai.

But... His Majesty's son, except for His Highness Li Tai, who is a child in his teens?
This one is crowned.

In other words... he should be His Majesty's bastard son?Just came to eat?

While the guests were gossiping in their hearts, Li Ke walked in, bowed respectfully to Di Renjie, and greeted him: "Mr. Di Xiaolang, where is Mr. Zhengyang?"

Di Renjie behaved a little better: "I'm cooking in the kitchen."

Li Ke nodded and stood up respectfully beside the counter.

The restaurant is extremely busy today, with Li Ke here, the guests can order two more bowls of rice just by looking at him.He stood there for more than an hour, his bones were numb, and Yin Xuan came out of the kitchen slowly.

He glanced at Li Ke who was standing there solemnly and obediently, and waved his hand towards the counter.

Li Ke thought he was calling him, and was about to walk over.

A black and white figure rushed out one step ahead of him, raised his foot and jumped, the meat bomb hit Yin Xuan's arms.

The people around looked at it, and their hearts trembled.

With Gun Gun's size, he rushed over at such a fast speed. Assuming that Gun Gun is 130 catties, calculated from this angle, how much force does Zhengyang Gong have to bear?

Putting it on them, I'm afraid they will spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Yin Xuan didn't even move his body, caught Roll with one hand, and knocked on its head with the other hand: "What a bear, be careful."

Rolling coquettishly groaned.

The foot that Li Ke took out was just frozen in mid-air, should he walk over...

Yin Xuan wiped his hands dry on Gun Gun, and beckoned to Li Ke again: "Come here, what are you doing in a daze."

Li Ke hesitated and raised his hand, pointing at himself.

Yin Xuan nodded.

Li Ke came over obediently.

"What are you looking for me for?" Yin Xuan continued to wipe his hands on Gun Gun's body, and Gun Gun also rubbed against him, looking like he was licking a dog.

Li Ke cupped his hands and bowed: "Mr. Zhengyang is running the Cuju League today."

"Hmm." Yin Xuan nodded.

Li Ke paused, and then said: "I want to ask Mr. Zhengyang, can students join the Cuju League?"

The voices of the guests in the restaurant stopped abruptly, and many people who had already joined the Cuju League, or were planning to join the Cuju League, cast their gazes over.

They are a little nervous.

Why did a prince come here to join the Cuju League on a whim, is it because he is eyeing the thousand guan?
In his capacity, it is not possible.

Of course, the reason why he wanted to participate was not important, and they didn't want to explore the heart of a newly grown man. If they had this spare time, they might as well go to Pingkangfang to have a heart-to-heart talk with the young lady.

They don't want Li Ke to get involved.

Now she clenched her fists and hoped that Yin Xuan could refuse him.

The reason is also very simple.

The status of a prince is really too noble. Playing football on the court requires physical confrontation. When you meet Li Ke, should you fight or not?
Wouldn't it be the same as letting Li Ke attack if he didn't fight?

But what if it's a confrontation... What if the confrontation is good or bad?
Li Ke's existence was so embarrassing that many people were even worried that Lord Zhengyang had good intentions, but if these princes and nobles came to participate, would it become a game for the nobles.

Then what's the point of their participation.

Yin Xuan tilted his head and glanced at him: "If you want to participate, according to the regulations, bring out the corresponding team members and submit an application."

"Just follow the rules."

"Did you come to ask me to open the back door for you because you didn't have enough people?"

Li Ke shook his head quickly: "As we all know, Mr. has always disliked these things, and students naturally dare not do such unconscionable things."

"It's just...students worried about their identities."

He meant something, and many people in the restaurant who participated in the Cuju Alliance nodded their heads when they heard the emotion.

Yin Xuan smiled slightly: "You have joined the Cuju League, so on the court and on occasions related to Cuju, your identity is just a player."

"Follow the rules, no one will say anything about you."

Li Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

But... those in the restaurant who participated in the Cuju League, and those who did not participate but were interested in Cuju, all frowned at this time, and a big stone was pressed on their hearts.

Yin Xuan secretly sighed.

After all, he is a prince, so it seems that he has to set an example.

"However... since you are the prince, naturally the requirements are higher." Yin Xuan casually found a reason and said, "After you submit your application to the league and pass the review, play a game with my subordinates. "

Li Ke was taken aback, a little surprised.

Yin Xuan patted Rolling on the back: "If the level is too low, not only you will lose the face of the entire royal family."

He also specifically emphasized the five words "royal face".

The faces of the guests in the restaurant became even more gloomy.