All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

Li Ke spent a difficult but warm day and went to bed very early at night.

He had a dream.

The dreams were vague, just fragments.

At one time, he was competing with Li Tai, at another time, he was competing with the prince, and at another time, Aye said to the courtiers, "Wu Wang Keying is like me."

At that time, he seemed to have been renamed King of Wu. Aye said that he was brave and decisive, much like himself.

He did not reconcile with Li Tai. They met like enemies throughout their lives and plotted against each other.

He always wanted to compete for the throne, but in the end he failed to replace the prince.

The prince suffered from a leg disease and his temperament changed drastically. He became sharp and decadent, which made him very strange.

Later, the prince rebelled in despair, and Li Tai, who had been fighting with him, was demoted.

None of the three of them got what they wanted.

It didn't even end well.

Li Ke woke up suddenly and looked at his hands, which were still the same as when he was a teenager.

Okay, okay, it’s just a big dream.

He wiped his sweat, got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water, when he heard movement at the door.

"Who is it?"

There was silence outside the door for a moment, and then there was the sound of rustling.

Li Ke walked over and opened the door, and saw two people squatting outside the door, as well as a chicken.

Yuan Yuan wrinkled her chubby face and asked him: "Brother, why doesn't Fifteen Mao scream?"

Li Tai's eyes were black: "I comforted the chicken with her for a long time. Third brother, let's try it instead."

He walked around him in a daze, entered the room, and lay down directly on Li Ke's bed.

Li Ke turned to look at Yuanyuanzai'er, bent down and touched her little head: "Let's go, let's find some food for Fifteen Mao."

The moon and stars were sparse outside, and it was obviously not yet time for the rooster to crow.

Li Ke was very patient. He accompanied the little boy to feed Shimao some corn and water, and then dug a hole to find an earth dragon to improve his food.

The big cock, which had been tortured so hard that night, managed to say "Ouch, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh".

The little kid jumped up and down happily.

Li Ke took the satisfied little guy back to sleep.

The little kid struggled for a long time and fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.

Li Ke poked the small fat on her face and said with a smile: "Fat baby."

The prince and King Zhao sat on the roof of the main hall, watching the children go back to their rooms to sleep.

There was a pot beside each of them. The prince still drank the salty tea with a lot of ingredients, and King Zhao still drank the tea that was as light as water.

Li Chengqian sighed to the moon: "Uncle Six, tell me, what is the prosperous age like?"

"Along the way, it seems that prosperity is an illusion. Money is in the hands of the powerful, but the people are still poor."

"The harvest in the fields is still not good, natural and man-made disasters continue, rebels are ready to move, and officials are selfish."

Li Yuanjing glanced at him: "A stable country is the beginning of a prosperous age."

"There is no need to be displaced, there is no need to be afraid of war, there is a land and water that can be guarded, the court can count on it, there is justice to tell, and the days will always get better and better."

"So the top priority is to clean up the officialdom and find ways to feed the people. Let the people regain their faith in the court and life."

"The so-called prosperous age is just that there is hope when moving forward and there is reliance when retreating."

The two of them were sitting on the roof drinking tea, very relaxed and relaxed.

Suddenly, a gloomy voice came from below.

"Didn't His Highness the Crown Prince say that he would come back to rest?"

The prince's eyelids twitched, and he looked down and saw that it was his good uncle Zhang Sun Wuji.

He excused himself to rest tonight and left him alone outside to check the accounts.

Just as he was about to explain, King Zhao had already jumped down.

He said to Changsun Wuji: "The prince has orders, but I dare not disobey him."

After saying that, he went to his bedroom.

Prince: "..."

He looked at Changsun Wuji, who was standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him as if he was a fallen prince.

Li Chengqian smiled guiltily.

***

Chang'an quickly received an urgent report from Luoyang, and Li Shimin was very satisfied with the prince's eastward tour.

He specially sent two ministers, one civil and one military, to escort him, but he still didn't expect that he would do so well.

Li Shimin handed the memorial to Fang Xuanling: "Let's take a look."

Then he handed another letter to Yuchi Jingde who stretched his neck to read it.

Yuchi Jingde quickly took it, pulled it out and unfolded it, and then laughed "hehe".

There are three small palm prints lined up in a row on the paper. At first glance, it is the child's masterpiece.

Du Ruhui on the opposite side stroked his beard: "Why do you need to print three palm prints?"

Yuchi Jingde's face was full of "you don't understand."

He turned the letter over and showed it to him: "Look, these two handprints are round and short, while the third one is thin and weak."

Du Ruhui was confused: "Are they the fingerprints of two children?"

Yuchi Jingde shook his head: "It's Yuanyuanheji. Three mudras and fifteen fingers. I'll read them for you."

He cleared his throat: "Weng Yuchi, Yuanyuan has made a new friend, his name is Shifififumao. Wait until I come back and take him to play with you!"

He shook his head and sounded innocent.

It's really...lifelike.

Du Ruhui was a bit speechless.

Other colleagues also seemed to have seen a ghost.

Li Shimin's face was full of disgust and he couldn't even bear to see it.

Just as he was about to ask someone to take the annoying guy out, Yuchi Jingde had already stood up happily.

"Your Majesty, I will take it to Duke Su and others to see."

Li Shimin waved his hand and he left.

The hall was quiet for a while, and everyone began to discuss the prince's report again.

Li Shimin: "Liangzhou has been controlled by Yu Wenshiji, and Duke Lu is in Luoyang to track down the remnants of King Changle. According to what you see, how should King Changle be dealt with?"

Du Ruhui: "King Changle is a member of the royal family, so it is understandable that the prince wants to send him back to Chang'an to be punished. But I believe that the evidence is conclusive, so there is no need to spend a lot of effort to escort him to Chang'an and execute him on the spot to avoid future troubles."

Fang Xuanling nodded: "Your Majesty is kind, but you must not move your compassion this time. If King Changle is spared, more Changle kings will raise their troops in the future, which will be detrimental to the court."

Li Shimin smiled: "Let's draft an edict and let the Qi State Supervisor handle this matter. He wants to kill my son, so it would be a shame to die."

Fang Xuanling must have known that King Changle would not just die.

***

The matter in Luoyang was almost settled, and Yin Yuan and Li Chongyi, who had been guarding outside the city, also entered the city.

After they followed the prince's empty chariot to the Eastern Capital, they stationed themselves outside the city with three thousand elite soldiers.

In this way, if there is an accident in the city, their people will not be caught in one fell swoop.

Now that the elite soldiers had been taken away by Duke Lu to quell the chaos, the prince and his party were preparing to return to Chang'an, so they returned.

The two entered the palace to pay tribute to the prince, and saw the prince squatting on the ground...

feed the chickens.

Yin Yuanshang was relatively calm, while Li Chongyi's mouth twitched fiercely.

After a while, a little girl ran over and said as she ran, "Brother Prince, Yuanyuan is back!!! Has Fifteen Mao finished pulling daddy???"

Sure enough, there was some feces on the ground.

The prince didn't mind it either, patted his robe, stood up, and handed the rope in his hand to her: "Well, it's done."

The other end of the rope was tied around the neck of the hopeless chicken.

Yuan Yuan tugged, and the chicken reluctantly took a few steps.

The little fat boy touched its head: "Fifteen Mao, let's go find Brother Hanwang and catch the earth dragon for you!"

A baby and a chicken walked away in high spirits.

The prince watched her go away, then turned around with a smile: "Here you go, come in with me."