I am Li Shen and Li Shimin, the free kings of the Tang Dynasty

Seeing his father so angry, Li Chengqian took the memorial curiously and opened it.

The handwriting on the memorial was neat, vigorous, and rhythmic. It went without saying that it was the handwriting of Wang Xuance, the chief secretary of Prince Ji's palace.

His younger brother couldn't write like this. It is said that no one in the world can surpass Ji Wang's cursive calligraphy.

It expresses the King Ji's inner arrogance and his unruly attitude towards life, which has become a unique style.

It doesn't match Wang Xuance's handwriting.

And the format is very neat.

It began with a request to the Crown Prince, then introduced myself as a minister, saying that I was feeling unwell and had stomach cramps, so I wanted to go to Dongshan Medical College for treatment and asked the Crown Prince for his decision.

It was written in a rather infuriating way, and Li Chengqian guessed that it was Wang Xuance who drafted it.

If his brother wrote it, it would never be so neat. He could imagine that if Li Shen wrote it himself, it would definitely be like this:

"I am polite. I have a stomachache. I need to see a doctor. Come back soon. Don't tell Aye. Remember."

What format is wrong? In Li Shen's words, I'm lucky enough if I can write it.

After reading the content, Li Chengqian didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. It was normal to see a doctor for stomachache.

But when he saw the signature and ending date below, he couldn't help scratching his head.

The date above is actually tomorrow.

No wonder he was so old that he would ask whether Li Shen had the ability to predict the future and could even predict that he would have a stomachache tomorrow.

Old Ten, if you want to go out and play, just go out and play. Why did you submit the memorial so early?

But when he thought about it, it was Li Shen's bad luck. His father was not here usually, so it was fine if he sent it here.

After knowing what was going on at a glance, Li Chengqian ignored it.

But it was a coincidence today, as his father was here. He went out during the house arrest and was caught red-handed.

“Your Majesty, Prince Ji feels a little uncomfortable today, but he wants to endure it for a while. If he still feels worse tomorrow, he will go to the medical school.

That’s why I sent you a memorial in advance. If you are well, I won’t go.”

Stone only came up with this excuse after a million brain cells died.

"Haha, is that so? Then why not call the imperial physician?

Are the doctors in the palace not as good as those in the medical school?"

Li Shimin sneered.

Shitou wiped the sweat from his forehead. He really had no way to respond.

All the imperial physicians of the Imperial Medical Bureau had to go to the medical school for training. The former imperial physician Li Xiuwei was also the vice president of the medical school.

Both the medical facilities and the level of doctors are better than those of the Imperial Medical Bureau.

But he couldn't say this.

What the emperor uses must be the best, even if it is not, he has to say it is.

Otherwise, where is the emperor’s dignity?

“Your Majesty, the imperial physician is of course the best doctor in the world, but His Royal Highness Prince Ji said that the imperial physician is only there to treat your Majesty.

He is just a prince, his status is not equal.

Always bothering the imperial physician will cause outsiders to gossip, saying that the prince enjoys too high a treatment, the same as His Majesty.

That would be bad for the reputation of both Your Majesty and the Prince.

The prince said that his illness was not serious and he could just go to a medical school for a checkup."

Shitou said it very appropriately. Prince Ji is just a prince. It is not good to always use imperial doctors. It seems like an overstepping of authority.

It would be bad for everyone if rumors spread outside.

Li Shimin nodded when he heard Shi Tou's words and was quite satisfied with his answer.

Although my rebellious son loves to get into trouble, he still knows when to advance and when to retreat.

Know what you should do and what you shouldn't do.

"Father, my tenth brother is right. It is inevitable that people will criticize us if we always use the imperial physician.

Besides, my tenth brother has been confined at home for more than a month, so it would be good for him to go out for a walk.

With his restless personality, he might get sick after staying at home for so long."

Seeing that Li Shimin's expression had eased, Li Chengqian took the opportunity to persuade him.

"Humph, he deserves to be confined. He has caused such a big disaster, but he is only confined. How many ministers are dissatisfied with this?"

Li Shimin snorted coldly when he heard Li Chengqian's words.

He caused lightning to strike the residences of officials, including two prime ministers. It was fortunate that he was not sent into exile.

What's more, there is still the matter of beating the imperial officials that has not been dealt with.

"Haha, Aye, don't be angry with your tenth brother. He is young, so it's normal for him to act a little naughty.

But at least he won't do anything out of line, which is better than doing something small in silence."

Li Chengqian chuckled.

Upon hearing this, Li Shimin turned his head and looked at Li Chengqian. Li Chengqian was calm and smiling.

It took a while for Li Shimin to retract his gaze.

"Don't think I don't know what your master wants to do. Do I need to expose this obvious feigned illness?

It's only been a month since he was under house arrest, can't he stay here anymore?

If I had known this would happen, I would not have done it in the first place. Let’s see if he dares to cause trouble again in the future.

Go back and tell your master that I do not agree."

"what?"

No? What should I do?

When Shitou heard that Li Shimin did not agree, he was dumbfounded.

Their prince is going out tomorrow for important business. If he waits until the confinement is over, wouldn’t the trade winds also be over?

He looked at Li Chengqian for help, hoping that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince could help him deal with the situation.

"Aye, if my tenth brother wants to leave the house, let him go. What if he is really sick?

It's only one day anyway, so I'll continue the house arrest when I hear he comes back."

Li Chengqian advised.

Li Shimin remained unmoved.

Wang De on the side also stepped forward to persuade:

“Your Majesty, based on my understanding of His Royal Highness Prince Ji, if he really has something to do, he will probably sneak out of the city tomorrow even if Your Majesty doesn’t agree.

Rather than letting Prince Ji sneak out of the city and cause criticism, it is better to allow him to go out so that other ministers will not see him and accuse him of not obeying the will. "

"Humph, he dares? If so, I will break his legs."

Li Shimin got angry and said angrily.

"Haha, look at what your majesty said, your highness Prince Ji didn't commit any serious mistakes, why is he so concerned?

His Royal Highness Prince Ji will surely be much more well-behaved in the future after being under house arrest this time.

After all, Prince Ji is still young and needs to be trained.

Your Majesty, please don't bother with His Royal Highness Prince Ji."

Wang De continued to persuade him, saying that he knew Li Shimin too well.

Although Li Shimin looked angry, his tone was not angry. Every family has a prodigal child.

"Yes, Aye, let the tenth brother go out for a day, in case he gets sick."

Li Chengqian continued to persuade.

Hearing that he was really sick, Li Shimin sneered and said:

"Haha, sick? Then let him go to medical school.

Go back and tell your master that I have agreed, but I will wait for him at the Shili Pavilion outside the east gate of Chang'an City at 9:00 p.m. tomorrow.

I want to see whether he is really sick or just pretending to be sick.

Go for it. "

Li Shimin knew his son too well. He valued his life very much. If he was really sick, he would have to go to medical school today.

Why would I write a memorial about tomorrow?

He must have something on his mind, either he is busy or he is out playing, there is no third option.