The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Li Shimin took a look at Li Ji, then turned his head to look at the Cheng family's oldest third Ledao, who had just been in office for more than half a year.

"This is reasonable, but it's really not easy for you to win Li Qing...Come here, the old man will give you a lesson."

"My nephew is more respectful than fate, I don't know which side you choose, uncle?" Cheng Chubi is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and does not have stage fright at all.

Li Ji, who had already lost two games in a row, handed the long pole to Li Shimin somewhat unlucky, and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice after thinking about it.

"Your Majesty should be careful. Although this kid has never been on the battlefield, he still has the ability to talk about soldiers on paper."

"??" Cheng Chubi's face went black. I'm not Zhao Kuo when talking about soldiers on paper.

However, in view of the fact that the elder was obviously in a hurry and wanted to hit someone, Cheng Chubi decided to forgive him for his little disrespect.

Also, it is common for those old men to squat by the side of the road to play chess, and it is not unusual for the spectators to be red-faced, even if they lose anxiously and make big shots.

Cheng Chubi still remembered that when he was upstairs in the school dormitory, he occasionally saw him under the nearby overpass.

Those old chess players changed their mouths to their hands for a one-piece fight. Tsk tut...very vigorous and energetic.

Therefore, the experience of life is the trajectory of human growth.

Know more about the wind and rain in society, so you have to learn to ride on the wall and bend over, and you have to know how the wind blows on both sides.

Hearing what Li Ji said, Li Shimin became more interested. "Alright, I am still worried that the opponent is too weak, come...

The old man is just like Li Qing, spitting out. "

"If you are using my Datang, even if you win over your kid, I'm afraid you will not be convinced."

The spring breeze blows, the drums of war are beaten, and who is afraid of the war game. This time, Li Ji became a referee, responsible for recording and scoring.

And Cheng Chubi, a white on the battlefield, started a sandbox duel with Li Shimin, the emperor of the horse.

At the beginning, Li Shimin was fierce, commanding Tuyuhun's army, attacking fiercely all the way.

Cheng Chubi was completely at a disadvantage. However, as the battle situation developed, Li Shimin suddenly noticed a problem.

Every time, I saw that I could get a hearty victory, but this kid was so calm and fearful.

He would always drop the bait in time, or he would be very decisive by docking his tail to survive, keeping a few vital points in Longxi.

Persevering until the arrival of reinforcements, and then, Li Shimin expected that the concentrated and superior forces to attack and fiercely did not appear.

This kid is actually so horribly stable, even as the battle progressed, this kid was not attracted by the bait that Li Shimin dropped.

It was a steady and steady step forward. In the end, Li Shimin was forced to pound the ground with a long pole in a dark face to show his defeat.

However, Li Shimin quickly recovered, stroking the long beard and looking at the Cheng Saburo who was struggling to beat the two famous players so that he could play wargames.

"This kid really has two brushes, but the old man thinks this kid has a problem with his soldiers."

Seeing from the side that Li Shimin could only throw a shot and admit defeat, Li Ji, who was finally in a little calm mood, heard this and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"There is a problem with the use of troops? Why did your Majesty say this?"

Li Shimin shook his head slowly and decided to think about it from another position.

"It's hard to describe, you have to look at it again. Come to Cheng Sanlang to replace the old man to command Datang, you come to command Tuyuhun soldiers and horses?"

Li Ji soon saw another wonderful fight. What surprised him most was Cheng Sanlang's retreat after the arrival of Datang's reinforcements.

Every time he retreated, he would not hesitate to exchange the least amount of sacrifice for the space and time to escape.

In the end, this kid was not completely wiped out by His Majesty's sharp use of troops. Finally, he led a few soldiers and horses to escape from the land of Longxi.

Although Li Shimin won this round, there was not much joy on his face. Instead, he raised his brows and looked at Cheng Chubi carefully.

I could see Cheng Chubi twisted his neck uncomfortably. "Is there something wrong with my nephew?"

"The old man would like to ask you, just now, what was your mood during the war game?"

"Mood?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused, and finally gave an answer after thinking for a long time. "It's very happy to win, but not so happy to lose."

"Nothing else?"

"Other?" Cheng Chubi looked at Li Shimin confusedly. What else can there be?

"Oh, yes, my nephew has a deep admiration for your uncle's superb commander skills. It's a big deal. It really makes my nephew like a sea of ​​swords..."

Seeing the **** that Cheng Chubi opened his mouth, Li Shimin and Li Ji both had black lines on their faces.

Fortunately, after all, Li Shimin would not be able to attack after losing, after all, he would be mistaken by others for thinking that his Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty could not afford to lose.

Even after losing, he beat his juniors with a brutal attack, well...too low price and too shameful.

Li Shimin looked disgusted with authenticity. "Stop talking nonsense, the old man asked you to say that you didn't make you foolish in your mood."

"Mood?" Cheng Chubi was fascinated. Should I be in the mood?

Is this mood low, depression, excitement, joy? Boss, would you like to give me a hint?

Seeing Cheng Chubi's dull look~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Li Shimin was really powerless to spit out, so he waved his hand helplessly.

"Okay, your kid is good, um... You have been working hard these past two days, let's go back and rest... This sand table and war game deduction, the old man will not say anything."

"Wait until these good things are handed over to Duke Wei, and the war is over."

Cheng Chubi left the small courtyard in a daze like this, a little confused about what Uncle Li meant.

It is a good thing to be able to go home, and Cheng Chubi is not willing to squat with these two moody Uncle Li.

Just now Li Ji was the same, he was not happy to let him pick Tang Jun, and he was not happy even if he won.

Can't you happily admit that war game is not as good as mine?

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"What did your majesty see?" When Cheng Chubi left the courtyard, Li Ji asked Li Shimin.

Li Shimin took the pole and pointed to the sand table road where the general situation has been determined and the outcome has been divided. "This kid gives me the feeling that he really regards military affairs as a game."

Li Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then came over. "Your Majesty's meaning, the minister understands."

Li Shimin tapped the solid wooden edge of the sand table with his hands, thoughtfully and authentic.

"Iguan Cheng Saburo's style of chess is no longer described as prudent, but it should be said that this kid really regarded the chess piece as a chess piece.

He is not considering the deaths and injuries of his subordinates, but only considering the outcome of the game. "

When Li Ji heard Li Shimin's words, he stroked Changxu with deep approval. "It seems that this kid is another Zhao Kuo."

"..."