The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

"Your Highness, this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is an opportunity for Your Highness!" Changsun Wuji knelt down opposite Li Chengqian and said slowly.

"My uncle is right. If Cheng Qian can win the civil and military competition at this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, all the officials will look up to me."

"The people will also think that I will definitely be the future sage of the Tang Dynasty. In this way, even if the father is willing, he must take into account the reactions of the ministers and the people of the world!" Li Chengqian nodded in agreement.

Li Chengqian hasn't smiled for a long time.

The change in the emperor's attitude towards him made Li Chengqian feel on pins and needles every day.

This time, he would win the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet no matter what.

"Your Highness, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is divided into civil and military competitions as in previous years. Du He is good at martial arts. If he participates in the martial arts competition, he will be unmatched in the field. Your Highness, there is no need to worry!"

"It's a pity that Wenbi hasn't found the right person yet." Fang Xuanling said.

Of course, veterans like them are not allowed to play, otherwise, wouldn't this literary competition become a chaotic dance of demons?

It's just those young people who are sure they can crush the whole crowd.

Li Chengqian's current situation does not allow for any mistakes!

"Uncle, Prime Minister, I already have a candidate for this civil struggle person." Li Chengqian smiled slightly and said to the two of them.

"oh?"

The two looked surprised and looked over.

"I wonder who your Highness has found? Have we heard of it?" Fang Xuanling asked curiously.

"Speaking of it, this person has quite a connection with the prime minister!" Li Chengqian smiled mysteriously, full of confidence.

After hearing what Li Chengqian said, Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji were even more curious.

How many people in this world can be related to Fang Xuanling?

"Your Highness, please make it clear!" Fang Xuanling said.

"This person is Wang Ji and Wang Wugong!" Li Chengqian said with a smile.

"It's him?"

"Uncle Master?" Two incredible voices came from the East Palace.

…

"His Royal Highness the King of Wei!" Cen Wenwen, the Vice Minister of the Secretariat of the Palace of Wei, saluted Li Tai.

"Teacher, is there any news from the East Palace?" Li Tai touched the sweat on his forehead and asked.

Even though there were ice cubes in the room, Li Tai was still sweating profusely.

Li Tai secretly lost a lot of things because of his obesity.

"I have made it clear that the people chosen for this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet due to the civil and military competition are Du He and Wang Ji respectively!" Cen Renben said.

"Wang Ji? Who is this Wang Ji?" Li Tai seemed to have heard of this name, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while!

"Wang Ji, the younger brother of the great Confucian Wang Tong, is a member of the Wang family in Taiyuan. Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng all studied under Wang Tong."

"Wang Ji is their uncle!" Cen Wenwen said lightly.

Who is Wang Tong? Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng and other important officials of the Tang Dynasty were all his disciples.

And Wang Ji, Wang Tong's younger brother.

Such a person actually wants to represent the East Palace in this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet competition!

Cen Wenwen couldn't think of anyone who could defeat Wang Ji!

"His Royal Highness King Wei, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is just a banquet held by your Majesty to enjoy the people. If you lose, it doesn't matter. Don't get distracted!"

"His Majesty is too fond of King Wei now. His Highness King Wei still needs to be careful in his words and deeds." Cen Wenwen reminded.

Cen Wenwen was sent to Li Tai to be his teacher, but recently, he discovered that Wei King Li Tai obviously had some inappropriate thoughts.

Cen Wenwen knew that this matter should not be made public, so he could only give a vague reminder.

"Teacher, don't worry, this king

Know what to do. "Li Tai smiled and nodded.

But there was a faint fire in his heart.

The Wang family of Taiyuan actually fell to the East Palace.

He also represented the East Palace and participated in this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

Even Wang Ji, an old antique, came to the stage in person!

Who will be Wang Ji's opponent at this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?

Even someone like Fang Xuanling might not be sure of winning against Wang Ji.

For a moment, Li Tai was in a very bad mood.

…

"Mr. Guanyin, I am very curious now about what this boy Zhao Chen wrote!" Li Shimin and Empress Changsun said in the carriage.

His expression was full of curiosity.

Li Shimin secretly wondered if Zhao Chen would write scolding words on the paper.

If this is the case, wouldn't Li Shimin be disgraced if he recited it in front of so many people at the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet?

"Your Majesty, don't you believe Zhao Chen?" Queen Changsun looked at Li Shimin and said softly.

Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, but quickly denied Empress Changsun's statement.

"Although Mr. Zhao is lazy by nature and often makes me angry, he has never deceived me even once."

"I believe him!" Li Shimin and Empress Changsun said.

"In this case, Your Majesty will follow Zhao Chen's instructions and wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival begins to read what he has written!" Empress Changsun said with a smile.

"Hey, sometimes I'm really curious about why this kid Zhao Chen seems to know everything."

"You didn't see it yesterday. Zhao Chen didn't even pause when he was carving the dragon pattern."

"The carpentry tools are as smooth as a paintbrush in his hands." Li Shimin caressed the chair he took from Zhao Chen next to him and sighed quietly.

There was a sound.

If when Li Shimin was young, he would see someone who seemed to know everything and was proficient in everything, he would probably die of low self-esteem.

But now that he is older, he no longer has those competitive feelings in his heart.

In addition, knowing that Zhao Chen was his biological son, Li Shimin was filled with excitement at this moment.

"Guanyin Maid, why don't we come over next time and let Zhao Chen carve a few small wood carvings with us, so that the faces of you, me, and Zhao Chen can be carved on the wood carvings?" Li Shimin turned back and said to Queen Changsun.

"What your Majesty said is true. After the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I went to tell Zhao Chen that he was considerate of me and would definitely not refuse." Empress Changsun said with a smile.

In a word, Li Shimin was filled with boredom.

The boy Zhao Chen refuses any request from Li Shimin?

…

Not long after Li Shimin and Queen Changsun left, Li Ruoshuang came to Zhao Chen's tavern.

She has been in Wannian County for the past two days, helping Zhao Chen look after the pepper fields and leading her men in training.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was coming, Li Ruoshuang didn't want to miss this opportunity.

She was going to participate in the martial arts competition at the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet!

"Miss Ruoshuang is going to participate in the martial arts competition at the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet?" Zhao Chen couldn't help but be slightly surprised after hearing what Li Ruoshuang said.

The people of the Tang Dynasty were open and open, but it was still rare for a woman to compete with a man on the same stage.

"I have taken Princess Pingyang as my idol since I was a child, and I have practiced martial arts diligently, hoping that one day I can lead troops in battles like her."

"But all the ministers in the court were prejudiced against women leading the army. Even my father never supported me joining the army."

"At this banquet, I want to prove myself in front of the saints that women are not inferior to any men!" Li Ruoshuang and Zhao Chen said.

Under the influence of alcohol, she seemed to talk a bit too much.