After sending away Li Chengdao and Li Chengqian, Xu Yunyan suddenly found that his hands were still empty.
"What about the story I wrote that can only be read by Yue'er?"
Xue Li looked at how he was trying to get back these letters, but as soon as Li Chengdao and Li Chengqian said goodbye, Xu Yunyan, who sent them away, didn't even care about the papers they were holding. They dismissed him, shaking their heads and taking a step forward.
"Brother, why have you been out of shape these past few days? Didn't the paper get taken away by them when you sent them away? Why are you still here asking for paper?"
Xu Yunyan reacted immediately, "Oh! It's true.
What's going on with you these days? Could it be that after taking the official position of guard of Xuanwu Gate, he became stupid?
No, I want to have a good rest. I won't eat dinner either. I'm going to bed first. I have to quiet my mind and think about what is going on. "
When Xu Yunyan went to rest in fear and studied whether there was really something wrong with his head, the prince Li Jiancheng in the East Palace looked at Li Chengdao holding a few pieces of paper with twisted characters written on it, and stepped forward. ask.
"What are you looking at? Are you so careless about your appearance? You have to remember that after my father and I board the plane, you will be the prince. How can you be like this?"
After Li Chengdao heard Li Jiancheng's voice, he hurriedly saluted.
"Father, it's not right for me to look at the story the teacher wrote to me. The teacher was ecstatic about the story he wrote for his sister."
"uh-huh?"
"story?"
Wei Zheng, who was accompanying Li Jiancheng, stared hurriedly when he heard this.
"Your Highness, how could you go to Xu Yunyan's place to find these evil ways? As the future prince of the country, the emperor's grandson, you must learn how to work diligently and love the people, instead of losing your mind by playing with things."
"That's what Mr. Wei taught you."
Li Jiancheng spoke immediately after Wei Zheng finished speaking, but after he finished speaking, he looked at Li Chengdao and taught him a lesson again.
"Haven't you heard what Mr. Wei said? If you don't hurry up and apologize to Mr. Wei, you must listen to Mr. Wei in the future. Xu Yunyan is a good fighter and has some skills in some crooked ways. I don't want you to If something unexpected happens on top of something like this, your grandpa will be unhappy with you."
After Li Jiancheng finished speaking, Li Chengdao did not feel wronged or unfair. After bowing and apologizing to Wei Zheng, he handed the paper in his hand to Wei Zheng.
"Mr. Wei, please appreciate this story written by Teacher Yiyi. It is quite exciting, and I can also see a hint of the art of war in it."
"What? The smell of art of war?"
Wei Zheng knew Li Chengdao's nature and hurriedly took the things in his hands and looked at them.
"This one has neither a beginning nor an end. It's like a part taken out of context. It does have a bit of an art of war flavor. I wonder where the rest of these stories are?"
"The teacher hasn't finished writing yet. He has only written part of it. Cheng Qian and I grabbed part of it."
Before Wei Zheng said anything, Li Jiancheng was already unhappy.
"Don't this guy know the order of hierarchy? He is just the prince of King Qin, but you are the heir of the prince. How can the future prince steal things from you?"
Li Chengdao didn't care about the swordsmanship between Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin, but he still valued his brother very much.
"But isn't Cheng Qian the prince's grandson? We don't have many brothers, so shouldn't we be close to each other?"
Li Jiancheng was a little unhappy, but Wei Zheng was pleased and nodded while stroking his beard.
"The world is very lucky to have such a prince of the country. If you know how to treat your brothers well, you can treat the civil and military ministers well and the people of the world well."
However, Wei Zheng was happy and Li Jiancheng was not. If he wanted to say something, Li Chengdao suddenly slapped his head.
"Father, Mr. Wei, Cheng Qian and I have made an appointment. After each other looks at the things in our hands, we will exchange them. I have seen it almost, and I believe Cheng Qian has also seen it, so I will go and exchange it with them."
Li Chengdao said and ran out, which made Li Jiancheng even more angry.
"How could this be? This is Gu's son, how could he be so pointlessly competing with his great-grandson?"
Wei Zheng was smiling beside him, and he also had a good impression of Xu Yunyan.
"I didn't expect that you could make the two families who were originally at war with each other so harmonious. I didn't expect that."
After this scene was staged in the East Palace, there was a similar scene in Prince Qin's Mansion.
Li Shimin's eldest son, Sun Wuji, and other close ministers were discussing how to consolidate their positions.
Now they are severely restricted by Li Yuan. There are no more troops under his command, and there are almost no generals who can protect their rights.
But while they were discussing here how to restore their strength a little, so as not to let the prince, who had not suffered much loss in strength, manipulate them at will, Li Chengqian asked for permission to see Li Shimin outside.
Li Shimin, who was at a loss, was a little angry and didn't want to see Li Chengqian.
"What's wrong with this kid? What's he doing at such an important time?"
It's just that Li Chengqian was so reckless, but his uncle didn't want Li Shimin to offend him too much, so he started talking here.
"Your Highness, we don't have any good countermeasures now, why don't we first see what's wrong with Qian'er? Maybe when we were solving the problem of our ex, suddenly an idea flashed in our mind and we came up with a new countermeasure?"
Changsun Wuji was indeed Li Chengqian's uncle, and he always thought of Li Chengqian in good ways. Fortunately, Li Chengqian did not disappoint him now. Under such a situation, Li Shimin sighed.
"Then let Qian'er come in."
Quickly, Li Chengqian took the pieces of paper with stories written on them that he obtained from Xu Yunyan and entered the room where Li Shimin was.
"Father, look I found something good."
Li Chengqian kept shaking the paper in his hand, while Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji, who came from a prominent family, looked at the crooked words on it and felt a little obsessive-compulsive disorder and wanted to straighten it. .
"Qian'er, what are you holding to draw the talisman?"
Li Shimin was in a bad mood. After saying this, Li Chengqian shook his head.
"This is a new storybook made by my teacher Xu Yunyan."
"Story? You're such a plaything! Now you don't know how to solve your father's problems, so you're actually doing this kind of thing. What on earth are you going to do?"
Although Li Shimin didn't have an attack, his words were a bit harsh, but Li Chengqian retorted again.
"This is not about playing with things to lose one's ambition!"
In order to prevent father and son from quarreling, Changsun Wuji stepped forward, took the paper in his hand and glanced at it casually.
"Oh, Your Highness, this is really no ordinary storybook. This is the Art of War written under the guise of a storybook."
"The Art of War? I know your teacher has a way of writing about the Art of War. I've also read the new performance book, which is pretty good. Is there a new Art of War?"
Li Shimin saw that Li Chengqian was not saying anything, and quickly looked at the words on the paper in Li Chengqian's hand.
Although it was crooked and uncomfortable to look at, I still nodded.
"Yes! If the easy-to-understand art of war can be read familiarly by our guards, although we won't immediately become famous generals in the world, there will still be no problem in commanding hundreds of soldiers to perform some tasks."
