Traveling through the Gaowu Tang Dynasty, Li Kuan and Li Shimin became the second sons of the Prince

[I recently raised a little zombie. This is where my brain is stored. Thank you for feeding me~~]

In the second year of Zhenguan, in Chang'an, in the Taiji Palace.

"Father, believe me, I definitely did not do this!" In the Manlu Palace, the nine-year-old second prince Li Kuan glared at Li Shimin with a look of righteous indignation and loudly defended himself for beating his younger brother Li Kuan today. Ke's atrocities to justify.

"Hmph!" Li Shimin, who was wearing regular clothes, saw that his son refused to admit his fault, so he took out the hidden weapon used by the "gangster" at that time from the desk at the side - a wooden stick as thick as an arm, and threw it in front of Li Kuan : "Are you familiar? According to Duan De's report: A certain Huating in the Lizheng Palace seems to have been damaged, and a few pillars of the fence are missing. Brat, can you explain it to me?"

There was a "clang", which was the sound of a wooden stick falling on the floor.

There was a "thump", which was the sound that made Li Kuan feel bad in his heart.

"Father..." Li Kuan, who was born with quick wits, suddenly looked at Li Er with a sad look on his face and said, "Do you and I, father and son, actually have such suspicion?"

Looking at his son who was still playing tricks in front of him, Li Shimin took a deep breath and suddenly realized that he seemed to have heard these words somewhere.

In order to prevent himself and his eldest brother from fighting to the death, his father Li Yuan proposed that he go to Luoyang to build the emperor's banner. This is what he seemed to have answered his father at the time.

Hmm...this bastard is really learning and applying it...

"Shuzi!" Li Er glared at his "Li Er" fiercely. He put on a majestic look and said coldly: "Go back and apologize to your brother! You scared him out of the cold. Got it!"

Poor kid Li Ke is trembling when he sees him now. One can imagine how much he suffered at the hands of this man.

"Dad, I'm not talking about you, you are all raised by your father and your mother. He, Li Ke, dared to order the palace servants to go to the water for him to fish out the wooden balls that he had thrown into the water during the cold weather. I just forced him to go into the water by himself. Feel it, what happened to me, does it mean I am guilty?" Li Kuan crossed his hands on his chest and simply stopped pretending. He looked at Li Er with a sullen expression and expressed his dissatisfaction.

"You..." Li Er was about to raise his hand after hearing this, but he saw that the bastard had shrewdly retreated to the door. Seeing this, Li Er pursed his lips, and then slowly said: "You brat, you have such compassion. Being open-minded is a good thing, but..."

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it." Faced with his father's "Although, but" sermon, Li Kuan loudly interrupted his father's spellcasting. He looked at Li Er with a rebellious face: "Dad, who said this?"

Li Er couldn't help but blush when he heard this.

Come on, the lung tube was punctured by this brat.

I used Xunzi's words as my motto, and used them to warn everyone around me, and it became my famous saying.

Now, this kid is using it to fight back again...

Li Er felt that his toes were so itchy that he wanted to kick them!

"——Besides," as a master of temperature control, Li Kuan would naturally not let His Majesty Li Er become completely warm. Although his father looked extremely unkind at this time, he calmly defended himself: "I just used a wooden stick to scare him, but this kid peed before he even got into the water. You also said that he was infected with wind-chill? Damn! There is no record in the history books of such a person who contracted wind-chill due to his own urine soaking his pants. !”

"Ahem..." Behind the screen on the side, someone suddenly coughed a few times. It was the historian responsible for recording the emperor's daily life, reminding the father and son, who were quarreling and getting better and better, of his existence.

It's not that he insists on gaining a sense of presence, but...

If I could truthfully record the conversation between father and son and pass it on to future generations...

Don't dare to think...Don't dare to think...

How much fun that must be...

"Hey! Just record it truthfully! Otherwise I will report you to Shushen the next day!"

"Who are you writing this memorial to?" Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty squinted his eyes and looked at his somewhat careless son.

"Then I will ask Wei Zheng to expose you!" Li Kuan yelled at the historian behind the screen. Then he felt a strong wind coming, and then Li Kuan received a heavy blow on the buttocks.

"Ouch!" Li Kuan covered his butt and looked at Li Er, who had come to him at some point with a gloomy expression, and said angrily: "Dad! You are planning a sneak attack! The boss is alone and you don't respect martial ethics!"

Martial ethics? Sorry, it has been two years since Zhenguan!

"Boy, come on, come on," Li Er said, turning back and picking up the wooden stick he was sitting on: "Come on, daddy, let me tell you what martial ethics is!"

I, Li Er, not only talk about martial ethics, but also have abundant martial ethics!

"The wind is tight, pull it!" When Li Kuan saw his father in this posture, he knew that the temperature control had failed, so he immediately stopped fighting. He turned around and launched the bull charge, and ran out in a hurry. Main hall.

Li Er was left stunned in place.

"The wind is tight... pulling?!"

Li Er threw down his stick and began to think about it. When he entered Wagang Village, he was considered an upright hero. How could he end up with such a little loser who talks about "the wind is tight and the wind is blowing"?

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out...

In the end, Li Er could only attribute all of this to the fact that when he was conquering the world, he left the young Li Kuan in Longyou and gave it to his mother to take care of him. Perhaps his mother loved this son too much at that time and neglected him instead. It’s because of discipline that everything is happening now...

Thinking of his mother, Li Er's mood suddenly became sad.

I don’t know what happened between me, my eldest brother, and my fourth brother. I wonder if my mother, Izumi Izhi, would blame me...

Thinking of this, Li Er stood at the door of Ganlu Hall, looking at the steep spring cold outside the hall and the still desolate scene of the world, without saying a word for a long time.