Datang: Touching the Corpse Li Yuanba at the Beginning

Li Wenhao turned and walked into the room.

"His Royal Highness, you should know that holding back your urine has an impact on human relations..."

"roll!"

Li Wenhao let out a roar.

He felt that he was being targeted, and it wasn't Li Er, the cheap old man, nor Li Junxian and fifty Xuanjia soldiers who were sent to look at him.

It's this dog system that says it's for your own good, but actually plays tricks to make you look ugly.

Early the next morning, Li Wenhao walked out with two dark circles under his eyes.

He didn't sleep all night, all night!

Every time there was a change in the room, Li Junxian at the door was like a hound, tense up, waiting to attack.

No, it's not a hunting dog, it's a wild dog, and the hunting dog is not as crazy as Li Junxian.

"How did you sleep last night?"

During breakfast, Li Shimin looked at Li Wenhao with a smile, his eyes full of complacency.

Xindao, no matter how smart you are, you will still be subdued by Lao Tzu. Although Li Junxian is only a captain of the Xuanjia Army now, his martial arts and handling ability are definitely not inferior to those of the generals. Now Li Shimin is just training That's all.

"Very good! Very good!"

Li Wenhao gritted his teeth and picked up a bowl of rice, returned to his hut, and fell asleep.

"I just don't believe that I, an advanced talent in the 21st century, a network key fairy, and the emperor of Tieba, can't deal with an ancient man who has been around for thousands of years?"

"But, I'm really sleepy..."

With endless resentment, Li Wenhao fell asleep.

In the dream, there are Xiaocui and Luoluo from Honghualou, and Pingping and Xiaolin from Baiyu Pavilion. It can be said that they are beautiful and delicious.

Just as Li Wenhao was smiling and letting the girls continue to play music and dance, the beauties in front of him turned into faces that he hated.

"Li Junxian"

In the dream, Li Wenhao gritted his teeth and shouted, in my dream, can I still be bullied by you?

Just as he was about to draw the sword, he felt his hands being pinched by a powerful hand.

"His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness, the King of Qin wants you to go there now."

Opening his eyes, Li Junxian's handsome and enviable face appeared in Li Wenhao's eyes.

What the hell, I was woken up by a handsome man...

"What are you doing! I don't know that I am growing my body now, do I need enough sleep?"

Li Wenhao said to Li Junxian angrily.

"You mean, I found you wrong?"

The son of someone else's family, even if it is not his father's little padded jacket, is at least a fur coat in the cold winter. Looking at his own son, not to mention the fur coat, even the T-shirts have cut sleeves.

"You are also four years old. The end of the year is approaching. You will be five years old next year. It is time to find a teacher for you."

"Look, who do you want to learn literature from? Who do you want to learn martial arts from?"

It’s actually a little late to start reading and writing at the age of five. In this age of marriage at the age of 13 and fatherhood at the age of 14, children from wealthy families usually start learning the three-character classic, which is an enlightenment reading material, at the age of three or four.

A few years ago, because of Li Wenhao's poor brain, this matter was delayed, but now that he has recovered, this book must be read.

"How about I study literature with my uncle, and martial arts with Luo Cheng?"

"How can your uncle have time to teach you when he is away with me all the year round?"

"Luo Cheng is also in Wang Shichong's camp now..."

Li Shimin knocked on Li Wenhao's head, subconsciously he thought it was Li Wenhao's escape.

"What, haven't you brought Luo Cheng over?"

"You guys are too screwed. Now that Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin are here, what's the difference?"

"You guys..."

Li Wenhao said bitterly, at this moment, it was as if Li Shimin was not his father and grandson Wuji was not his uncle.

"When fighting against Wang Shichong, Shan Xiongxin couldn't beat Qin Qiong single-handedly. Only Luo Cheng can beat the entire Wang Shichong camp. When Luo Cheng goes out to fight, ask Qin Qiong to communicate with him. When Luo Cheng is ready, you Feint attack, can't it be enough to take Luo Cheng over?"

"so stupid!"

……

Uh!

Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji looked at each other with shock.

Why didn't they think of it?

They were still thinking about how to subdue Luo Cheng after defeating Wang Shichong, but they forgot that Qin Qiong is Luo Cheng's cousin. With Qin Qiong's family affection, what else is impossible?

However, who is Li Er, that is God Khan, can he admit that he is not as good as his son?

Snapped!

"Guawazi, if it was that simple, Luo Cheng would have come here long ago, and I still need you to teach me?"

"I won't teach you, but your elm head has to think about the New Year, and how to give Luo Cheng a gift to make a good impression, right?"

Snapped!

"It's not big or small, didn't you see your uncle is here?"

Li Shimin couldn't hold his face any longer, and kicked Li Wenhao out.

"Tch, don't you know the truth of being a master?"

"Be careful..."

Making a face at Li Shimin's study, Li Wenhao looked around.

"what!"

"The Li Junxian who woke me up is not here, so can I..."

"Xiaocui, Luoluo, Pingping, Xiaolin, your highness is coming!"

As soon as he climbed out of the outer wall, Li Wenhao heard the sound of a death song loudly.

"His Royal Highness, where are you going? Do you need a small one to prepare the car..."

Chapter 4 Happy time is always short

"It's okay, I'm going for a stroll~!"

"Come to Hanako?"

Li Wenhao subconsciously reached into his arms.

Seeing Li Wenhao's seriousness, Li Junxian was very curious, what is the Huazi His Royal Highness is talking about?

Is it a rare thing that these princes and nobles can only enjoy?

Thinking of this, Li Junxian was even more curious, he could stretch His Royal Highness's handsome face closer.

"Everyone, watch it!"

Li Wenhao took out a handful of sand from his bosom behind him, threw it at Li Junxian's face, turned around and ran away.

"My son, don't run away!"

"My son, don't run away!"

"Don't chase after me!"

Li Junxian said to the people around him that he began to take Li Shimin's order to watch over Li Wenhao carefully, if something happened to Li Wenhao at this juncture, let alone his head, even the heads of his whole family would not be enough to kill him.

"Hmph! Want to fight me?"

"Ancient man, you are still too young!"

Li Wenhao walked to the street shaking his head.

"I've met Prince Qin, where are you going?"

As soon as he left the street, an old man selling sugar figurines on the street handed a sugar figurine to Li Wenhao and said respectfully.

"Old man, do you know me?"

"Naturally, who on this street doesn't know your name, son?"

"You are only four years old, so..., you are really a role model for my generation of men, but it is a pity that the old man is old and frail..."

After listening to the words of the old man who sells sugar, Li Wenhao suddenly felt that everyone on the street looked at him a little strangely, and men naturally envied him, but, the aunt who sells straw sandals over there, you are already over 80 years old. Can the sour expression be taken back?

No matter how bastard I am, Li Wenhao, I don't dare to have any unreasonable thoughts about you.

"No, I have to pretend, otherwise everyone on the street can become Li Junxian's eyeliner"

Sneaking into an alley, Li Wenhao grabbed a handful of dirt and wiped it on his face.

"Oh, Your Royal Highness, are you stupid again?"

At the corner of the small alley, a beggar who was dozing off suddenly spoke.

If Prince Qin's son really fell ill again, then he would get a lot of rewards by sending Li Wenhao back to the palace.

Thinking that he is about to marry Bai Fumei and reach the pinnacle of his life with a luxury car and mansion, a young model in the club, and the salivation of hope flows out of his mouth.

"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid"

Li Wenhao glanced at the beggar with distaste, and was about to turn around to leave when his eyes suddenly lit up.

"You, come here, bring the clothes!" Li Wenhao yelled angrily, clenched his fists tightly, he didn't look like a four-year-old child, it was simply, well, a four-year-old child, no matter how you pretend, it's just a word, cute!

"Hey! Here comes the Prince's Palace... Exit"

"Take off... take off... take off your clothes?"

"No, although I am a beggar, I still know a little bit about etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. Your Highness, don't use power to overwhelm others..."