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

His Majesty Li II is determined not to let go of Wang Xuance, a good retainer of His Royal Highness the King of Chu.

But His Royal Highness the King of Chu didn't care about it at all: he was confident that Wang Xuance would never betray him and join the dark side.

After all, Uncle Dou is there, so His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu is not panicked at all.

“Kuan’er…” When the carriage entered Xuanwu Gate and stopped outside the square of Taiji Hall, Emperor Li II looked at his son who jumped out of the carriage first. His tone was somewhat sad: “Don’t you know how to share your father’s worries? Now in this court… there is almost no one left to use…”

"Dad..." His Royal Highness the King of Chu discovered that the tea smell in his elder brother's body had a source. "We should be kind, how can your son share your worries? I am the King of Chu, and I am a barbarian! Have you ever seen a barbarian working hard for state affairs every day? Dad, as the King of Chu, I have done this, which is already very kind. You can't even take away the only useful counselor around me? You bully me like this... Are you really not afraid of being beaten by the Royal Grandfather?"

"Hey..." Seeing that his eldest son was too lazy to pretend, His Majesty Li Er sneered and got off the carriage: "Okay, okay, you little brat knows how to control me."

"Hmph..." Facing his father's weird tone, His Royal Highness Prince Chu naturally wouldn't buy it: "What's the matter? Are you not convinced? Well, I'll tell Grandfather later that you, as a son, don't really obey him as a father..." As His Royal Highness Prince Chu spoke, he patted the arm of Hong San who was waiting beside the carriage: "San, I'll tell Uncle Dou later that starting next month, you will send someone to Yushan to collect your salary."

"Old slave..." Faced with His Royal Highness the King of Chu who suddenly became the master of his family, Hong San really couldn't adapt to this change of identity for a while.

"Good boy, this deal hasn't been done yet, and you still want to kidnap Hong San?!" Emperor Li Er felt that he had underestimated Hao Da'er's face: "Do you think I will agree?!"

"You don't agree, right?" His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu stiffened his neck when he heard that, and his tone began to become bad: "It has been a long time since my son went to my royal grandfather to recite the "Chen Qing Biao". Dad, do you want to try and see how much my royal grandfather's combat power will increase after I finish reciting the "Chen Qing Biao"?"

"……"Ever since the retired emperor officially handed over the imperial seal to His Majesty Li II, he, as a son, has become more respectful to his father, so... although His Majesty Li II is unwilling to admit it, he knows the fact is that when His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu gave away the imperial seal, God secretly marked a price for this gift of family affection.

His Majesty Li Er now wants to beat his son as he did before. Unless the latter is willing to endure it obediently, otherwise, as long as he goes to Hongyi Palace and howls, the emperor will rush over with a belt in hand to play "Qin Wang Circling the Pillar" with "Erlang".

"You have nothing to say, right?" When His Royal Highness Prince Chu saw the complicated expression on his father's face after hearing his threat, he immediately raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "To survive in the palace, it still depends on power..."

"Do you think I'm easy to talk to?" - Facing his son's repeated provocations, Emperor Li II's brows instantly twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川": "Hong San!"

"I'm here..." Hong San knew that another unexpected disaster had befallen him. He was undoubtedly in a state of despair: Why was it that every time this pair of immortal father and son quarreled, he was always the unlucky one...

"Hong San, what the hell are you doing here!" - His Royal Highness the King of Chu thought that Hong San was good in every way except that he was not very smart: "My father gave you to me, and now you are my retainer!"

"Slave..." Hong San's face was embarrassed when he heard that, and then he turned to look at His Majesty Li Er.

"I said, if you are willing to make Wang Xuance——" His Majesty Li Er was about to open his mouth to scold, but the next moment...

"What Wang Xuance?" The drunken Emperor Li Yuan staggered onto the square of Taiji Hall. The kind-looking fat old man patted his grandson on the head. Then his face changed and he looked at his good son gloomily: "Erlang, I want to ask you, do you want to snatch the retainer your mother left for him from Kuan'er?"

“Father…” His Majesty Li Er knew that things were going to get worse again, but the tacit understanding between father and son for many years made him know that if he did not answer Li Yuan’s question honestly, things would get worse: “I value talent, and I think it’s a bit of a waste to put a talent like Wang Xuance next to Kuan’er.”

"Hey..." Li Yuan started to speak sarcastically when he heard this: "Isn't it? Why didn't I think of getting Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Zhangsun Wuji and others to my side? In this way, they wouldn't have been wasted for so many years. Of course, they are now being put to good use. But Erlang, I think you should tell them for me when you get back. Just say that I want to tell them that I was not able to judge people well before, and I am a little sorry for them..."

"Father... your son..." The eldest son, who was severely beaten by Li Yuan, finally realized that something was wrong. He bowed to his father carefully and said humbly, "Your son knows that you were wrong..."

"You are not wrong, I am wrong..." The emperor looked at his son who had surrendered himself, but he still did not intend to let him go, and began to torture him repeatedly: "By the way, son, do you want to wait until I am a hundred years old and ask your mother to see if she feels that she is also wrong? I will then tell you her answer in your dream?"

"Father..." Upon hearing this, His Majesty Li II was so frightened that he fell to his knees: "I really know I was wrong!"

As soon as Emperor Li II knelt, Hong San and the palace servants and soldiers on the square also knelt on the ground instantly. For a moment, the only ones standing on the square were Li Yuan and a certain ignorant barbarian king.

“Wow…” Before he fell to his knees, His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu took the initiative to move aside, but this did not affect his awe-inspiring gaze towards his royal grandfather: “Royal grandfather, it has to be you… As for your grandson, this family has to fall apart without your order. My father really is—”

"Okay, you little brat, stop adding fuel to the fire!" Li Yuan first glared at his grandson, and after the grandson shut up obediently, he turned his gaze to his son who was kneeling on the ground.

After a long silence, Li Yuan suddenly spoke in a gentle voice: "Erfeng, get up."

"Dad..." His Majesty Li Er was suddenly called "Er Feng", but for some reason, he suddenly felt sad: "Son... I haven't heard you call me like this for more than ten years..."