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

"Shu Zi! What are you doing here?" Li Er frowned deeply as he looked at Li Kuan who appeared at the door of the palace.

"Hey, you think I want to come?" Li Kuan curled his lips when he heard this, "My mother asked me to bring you food, so I came." As he said that, he took out the huge food box hidden outside the door and pointed it at Li Kuan. Er shook his head.

"Cough..." Li Er coughed awkwardly when he heard this, and then he looked at Niu Jinda who was kneeling on the ground in front of him.

"Jinda, you should get up first."

With Li Kuan present, Li Er did not want to discuss these troublesome government affairs.

After all, as soon as this figure appears, it will be enough for Li Er to have a headache.

"Your Majesty..." Niu Jinda did not stand up. He was about to argue something, but Changsun Wuji on the side interrupted Niu Jinda's next speech.

"Your Majesty, since it's already lunch time, how about I have the audacity to have a meal with you?" Changsun Wuji, who had been friends with Li Er since childhood, naturally did not want to see Li Er continue to be in trouble. , so he chose to stand up at this time, not for anything else, but because even if Niu Jinda continued to talk, it would be difficult to get a satisfactory result.

After all, the locust plague is of great concern, from the temples to the people, and no one can be immune to it alone. But because of this, there are naturally many factors that need to be considered, so it is destined to only take a long-term approach.

After Changsun Wuji finished speaking, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, who had been silent, looked at each other, then turned to Li Er in tacit understanding and saluted Li Er, and they said in unison: "Your Majesty, I also have this intention. "

Hearing this, Li Er was stunned for a moment, but then he came to his senses and replied with a smile: "In this case, the food sent by Guanyin is definitely not enough. Come, please pass on the food..."

In the end, Niu Jinda, who was unable to express his opinion, was also given a seat. While waiting for the meal to be passed on, he glanced at Li Kuan, who came to Li Er with a food box and began to serve him, and sighed silently in his heart. .

This tone certainly did not mean that the general had the foresight to see that a certain person was not a good bird.

What Niu Jinda lamented was the empire's ill-fated future.

He is not a person who knows good and evil. Changsun Wuji may just be worried about embarrassing His Majesty, but Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui have no such worries. They choose to agree with Changsun Wuji. More importantly, it is for their own consideration.

That's it. After thinking about it, Niu Jinda sighed secretly in his heart and went back to find His Majesty.

"Dad, try this. I asked Shang Food Bureau to prepare the steamed pork ribs with vermicelli, a new dish." Li Kuan opened the food box and placed a large bowl of steamed pork ribs with vermicelli on the table in front of Li Er.

Li Er glanced at the steamed pork ribs in front of him. There was obviously a large piece of empty space in the middle of the bowl. He stretched out his hand, pulled his son in front of him, and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth with his thumb. Li Er sighed and said, "Little bastard." , even if you eat secretly, you should also use snacks."

"What?" Li Kuan, who was belatedly aware of the situation, did not realize how shocking the scene of the interaction between father and son just now was in the eyes of others. He only saw his face straighten and he said plausibly: "Dad, what are you doing? Can you misunderstand me? I am testing poison for you! "

"Oh." When Li Er heard such shameless words, the expression on his face did not waver. The next moment, he pointed at the bowl of lotus seed soup in the food box that had bottomed out, and said without thinking: "It's really hard, my child. Testing the poison so thoroughly.”

Look, don't talk about leftovers, there's just a little bit of leftovers left...

"Dad, please listen to my cunning... No, please listen to my explanation..." Li Kuan glanced awkwardly at the bowl of lotus seed soup cooked by Zhang Sun himself, licked his lips, and subconsciously said: "It's a bit sweet... wrong ! Dad, I’m afraid that if I try too little, I won’t find out the toxicity!”

"Well..." Li Er was too lazy to complain. He looked at the food box his son opened. Some of the dishes in it were like the bowl of lotus seed soup. There were only tableware left. Some of them were even eaten by this kid. Half of it was left. Finally, Li Er looked around and found that only the bowl of steamed pork ribs with rice flour that was taken out first was the least eaten.

Li Er's face was completely darkened: "What a good boy, you are such an honest man!"

"Hahaha..." Just as the father and son were bickering, Changsun Wuji and others who took the opportunity to join in also saw Li Kuan's talent of "entertaining relatives with colorful clothes". They originally felt heavy-hearted because of the difficult current situation. The ministers were also amused by Li Kuan's rogue style.

Niu Jinda twitched his lips but couldn't laugh.

Du Ruhui, who was usually the most unsmiling person, could not help but smile knowingly when he looked at the tiger-headed Second Prince.

Amid the laughter of the ministers, Li Er, who felt he was losing face, glared at his clueless son, "You bastard, is the Queen hungry for you?"

"Sigh..." Li Kuan touched his belly when he heard this. Recently, he could feel that his appetite was getting bigger and bigger.

"Chang Le and Qing Que are still here, so my son can't compete with his younger siblings for food..."

"Then you're going to take what's mine?!" Li Er felt unfair after hearing this.

But when he looked back and thought about it carefully, he felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, Changsun Wuji couldn't stop laughing. He was stroking his belly, squatting down, laughing, and reaching out his hand to put on his nephew's shoulder: "Haha... Kuan'er, I'll be a guest at my uncle's house when I have time. Uncle, I’ll give you a bear’s paw!”

"Uncle! You are so kind!" Li Kuan, who was so moved by Changsun Wuji's words, turned around and took out a bowl of soy beef from the food box and handed it to Changsun Wuji: "Today I Give me beef for my uncle, and my uncle will give me bear paws in return. That's a nice talk!"

"The Book of Songs is not meant for you to use like this!" Li Er, who couldn't listen anymore, couldn't help but roared at Li Kuan, who was shaking his head.

It's so pitiful that he, Li Shimin, a lifelong hero, could give birth to such a son who is as fleshy as a knife.

Sure enough, after seeing Li Kuan's talent in citing scriptures, even Fang Xuanling, who had always been a steady personality, couldn't help but smile and said: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince behaves so wildly and unruly... He really looks like an old friend of ours."

As soon as he finished speaking, Changsun Wuji's laughter sounded again in the hall.

At the same time, Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Zhijie, who were quelling the Qiang rebellion in the northwest, sneezed inexplicably.

The general, who didn't know that he was being missed at the moment, cursed the terrible weather in the northwest, then continued to ride his war horse and lead his army in the yellow sandy wilderness, looking for scattered Qiang tribes. We must catch them all in one fell swoop to avoid future troubles.