The Great Tang: God-level Bear Child

Li Shimin said: "The thing is like this! My naughty eighth prince refuses to go to the Wenxuan Pavilion of Lai Guogong Du Ruhui to attend classes, but I have nothing to do with him, so I want to invite you out of the mountain! As long as you don't hurt the eighth prince, Whoever of you can get the Eighth Prince into the Wenxuan Pavilion of Duke Lai, I will reward you with a thousand pieces of gold!"

"Ah? This..."

"Your Majesty, you really know how to joke with us! May I ask, who else in the Tang Dynasty dares to disobey your words? The words of the Holy Majesty are the imperial decree. Could it be that the Eighth Prince dares to resist?"

Qin Qiong was full of doubts.

Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde, also Monk Zhang Er, couldn't figure it out.

By the way, the Eighth Prince is too courageous, right? How dare you disobey the current emperor's orders?

But in the end, Li Shimin spoiled the Eighth Prince too much.

If Li Shimin wanted the eighth prince to go to the Wenxuan Pavilion to attend lectures, as long as there is an imperial decree, the eighth prince would not dare to disobey!

So, Cheng Yaojin patted his chest and said: "Your Majesty, this is what you said, as long as the old minister gets the eighth prince to Wenxuan Pavilion, then you can reward me with 1000 gold?"

"Naturally, when have I ever lied to you?"

Li Shimin nodded with a smile.

He thought, if the three founding generals went to the Prince's Mansion to get Li Chengfeng out, he must be at his wit's end?

Qin Qiong also smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you said that we can't hurt the Eighth Prince, so the veterans naturally dare not! But if the Eighth Prince hides and prevents us from finding him, what should we do?"

"Hmph, where can he hide? Can he still fly into the sky?"

However, in fact, Wei Zheng, Cheng Yaojin and others have long known the power of the Eighth Prince.

Although the Eighth Prince is only six years old and may not have much strength, his intelligence can be called the number one genius in the Tang Dynasty.

So Cheng Yaojin thought, this matter must not be that simple!

So Cheng Yaojin said: "Your Majesty, I can promise not to hurt the Eighth Prince, but I can scare him, can I?"

"Of course, if you can use your three axes to scare my Eighth Emperor to go to Wenxuan Pavilion to attend lectures, it might be a good thing!"

"Haha, good, with the emperor's words, the old minister can rest assured! The old minister will follow the emperor's orders!"

"Okay, let's go! Be careful, don't hurt the Eighth Prince!"

"Don't worry, your majesty, it's just for the eighth prince to go to school, we will definitely not fight with him!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yaojin, Qin Qiong and the others walked towards the Zhenwang Mansion outside the palace in high spirits.

Zhenwangfu is at the foot of the palace. Moreover, the Zhenwang Mansion is very large, covering an area of ​​more than 100 acres.

In addition to the residence and front yard, there is a spacious backyard.

It's just that Li Chengfeng hasn't had time to take care of the backyard yet, so he has been left abandoned there.

The wall of the backyard of Prince Zhen's Mansion was tightly attached to the palace wall.

It can be said that after climbing over the wall, it is the palace.

In fact, from another point of view, Prince Zhen's Mansion is just a small imperial palace.

The high-ranking officials and ministers in the Tang Dynasty all understood that Li Shimin's establishment of the Prince's Mansion was actually an insurmountable wall for the imperial palace.

And the person who can live in the town king's mansion will definitely be the god king of the town who is under one person in Datang and above ten thousand people.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Li Shimin's intention is to cede the position of King of the Kingdom to the Eighth Prince Li Chengfeng.

It's just that the current Li Chengfeng is still young, so he hasn't had time to be named the God King of Zhenguo.

But the court ministers still didn't dare to underestimate Li Chengfeng.

After all, Li Chengfeng, if nothing else happens, will be Datang's future king of town.

Offending the current Li Chengfeng is equivalent to offending the future king of the town.

I'm afraid only a fool would do such a thankless thing!

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Speaking of which, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Jingde, and Wei Zheng were ordered by the emperor to go to the Zhenwang Mansion and ask Li Chengfeng to attend lectures in Du Ruhui's Wenxuan Pavilion.

Qin Qiong was steady and generous, he felt that he couldn't be tough on the Eighth Prince, otherwise they would have nothing to do when the Eighth Prince got angry.

But Cheng Yaojin, the big boss, felt that children, if they are not soft, they have to be tough.

And the emperor has ordered, as long as the eighth prince is not hurt, then they can scare them whatever they want.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojin deliberately went back to his mansion, and brought over his own weapon, the double axe.

Cheng Yaojin felt that since the Eighth Prince was so naughty, it seemed that it was time for him to clean up the Eighth Prince's temper!

"Bite gold, are you really going to scare the Eighth Prince with those two big axes?"

Qin Qiong looked at Cheng Yaojin in surprise.

Cheng Yaojin said carelessly: "That's not true! Let me tell you, Shubao, I've seen too many brats. My child Cheng Jun was not much worse than the Eighth Prince! Later, he was not fooled by my old Cheng Jun." So obedient! So I have figured out a way to deal with brats! That is, scare them hard and you're done!"

"Uh, but don't scare the Eighth Prince, after all, he is also a member of the Great Tang royal family!"

"Don't worry, Shubao, I, Cheng Yaojin, have my own measure!"

Cheng Yaojin patted his chest, swearing.

However, Wei Zheng who was at the side said, "I'm afraid Duke Lu doesn't know something! You didn't come to court yesterday, so you probably don't know how terrifying the Eighth Prince is as a child!"

Thinking of Li Chengfeng's smiling eyes, Wei Zheng shuddered uncontrollably.

Although the Eighth Prince looks cute and mechanical, in fact he has a lot of ghost ideas in his heart.

"Oh? How do you say that?" Cheng Yaojin didn't come to the morning court because he went to the street of Chang'an City to do business yesterday, so he naturally didn't know what happened in the court hall!

Wei Zheng touched his sore buttocks, and said in fear: "Yesterday, when the Eighth Prince listened to the imperial court, he played a book for more than a dozen ministers in a row! Eight of them were severely punished with 100 rods, and three were directly beheaded and sent to prison. Go to the execution platform and be punished on the spot!"

"Oh no?"

Cheng Yaojin turned pale with fright, his mouth opened so wide that it could fit a fist.

"Consecutively, cut down three important court officials? Who are they?"

"Cough cough, bite the gold! Among them is your in-laws, Cheng An, the censor!"

"Ah? Cheng An was cut off? How could Cheng An be cut off by the emperor? He has always been a good courtier, a good official?"

Cheng Yaojin's face turned pale with fright.

Cheng An is the censor of the Tang Dynasty, if he hadn't committed some heinous crime, how could he be chopped off by the emperor at will?

Moreover, three court ministers were beheaded in a row?

Even Wei Zheng is willing to receive a fine of 100 rods?

Seeing Cheng Yaojin's surprised look, Wei Zheng sighed, and said, "Mr. Lu, so I advise you that when you meet the Eighth Prince, you'd better not force yourself, otherwise you will be the one who will be unlucky, and you will be the one who will suffer. Can't beat the Eighth Prince!"