The Great Tang: God-level Bear Child

Even Li Shimin did not expect that Li Chengfeng's chess skills are so superb?

As we all know, chess is a small battlefield.

On the chessboard, the two forces are at war, and the fire and water are incompatible.

The same pawns, the same strength, the comparison is the wisdom and tactics and the art of war.

Could it be that Li Chengfeng's art of war has surpassed Wei Zheng's?

If it is said that Li Chengfeng's resourcefulness and strategy surpass Wei Zheng, Li Shimin can still understand.

After all, this kid is the number one child prodigy in the world. He proposed the 'South-to-North Water Diversion', solved the number one problem in the ages, and even defeated Prime Minister Du Ruhui.

However, is his art of war so powerful?

Thinking of this, Li Shimin's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

As the saying goes, if you study martial arts without studying literature, you will be in vain as a member of the Tang Dynasty, and if you study literature without studying martial arts, it is one two hundred and five.

Since Li Chengfeng's education level is already very high, how about letting him learn martial arts?

He will definitely be the general of the Tang Dynasty in the future!

Li Shimin stroked his beard, thinking about it.

And the people on the side were all celebrating Li Chengfeng's victory over Wei Zheng.

"Haha, congratulations to the eighth prince, you have won Zheng Guogong in chess!"

"The Eighth Prince is really a god-man in the sky, resourceful and resourceful, and no one can match his time!"

"Ding, a compliment from Du Ruhui, naughty value +12!"

"Ding, praise from Fang Xuanling, naughty value +13!"

"Wow, is Brother Feng'er really that powerful? Even Prime Minister Wei Zheng can't beat my brother?"

"The eighth prince, you are so strong!"

On the side, Princess Changle and Wu Xu also looked at Li Chengfeng with painful and surprised eyes.

In Wu Xu's eyes, Li Chengfeng's strength has become more and more unfathomable.

He is only a six-year-old child, but his talent is unmatched in the entire Tang Dynasty.

And my father, the warrior Xun, often said to himself, go to the Prince's Mansion if you have nothing to do, and communicate with the Eighth Prince, which will be good for your future.

Thinking of this, Wu Xu couldn't help but blush a little.

"Wei Zheng, you lost!"

Li Chengfeng looked at Wei Zheng confidently.

Wei Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead with trembling hands.

In the end he still let out a long sigh, and said: "The old minister lost, it was the old minister who lost! The old minister, I am willing to accept the punishment!"

In such a split second, Wei Zheng seemed to have aged a dozen years, and the light in his eyes had disappeared.

Because he never imagined that he had been immersed in chess for decades, but in the end he still couldn't beat the eighth prince who was only six years old?

Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Duke Zheng, don't worry! I didn't say I would punish you with 100 sticks!"

"Oh? Hmph... If the old minister loses, he loses. The old minister is willing to accept the punishment! Not to mention 100 sticks, even 1000 sticks, 10,000 sticks. As long as you open your mouth, the eighth prince!"

Wei Zheng is also an iron-blooded prime minister.

He knew that he had lost, so he was willing to accept the punishment.

As soon as Wei Zheng said this, others appreciated Wei Zheng's iron-blooded words.

However, Li Chengfeng frowned, turned his small eyes, and said, "Are you sure, you really have to be punished with ten thousand rods?"

"Gudong! Hmph... If you want to change the punishment into a punishment, why bother to say more, it was the veteran who lost, and the veteran is willing to accept the punishment!"

"Okay, that's what you said!"

Li Chengfeng didn't expect Wei Zheng to be so spineless?

On the other hand, Li Yuan tugged at Li Chengfeng's sleeve and said, "Grandson, forget it, Zheng Guogong was just joking with you!"

Li Yuan also feels sorry for Wei Zheng, who is so old, and still suffers from physical pain?

And Wei Zheng, as the prime minister left by the previous dynasty, the friendship between Li Yuan and Wei Zheng is also considered profound.

So Li Yuan didn't want to see Wei Zheng really couldn't get out of bed without Li Chengfeng!

On the other hand, Li Chengfeng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa, I didn't say I wanted to spank his ass!"

"Zheng Guogong, seeing that you are old, the prince will not attack your body! How about this, if you lose three games of chess, you will fine me 300 gold, if you lose three games, it will add up to 900 gold !"

"What? Eighth Prince, isn't your punishment too expensive?"

Wei Zheng stared for a moment.

300 gold for losing a game of chess? If he loses a dozen rounds, wouldn't he be going bankrupt?

But Li Chengfeng smiled and said: "It's not expensive at all! My grandfather is too emperor. If you lose a round to me, you will be fined 100 gold. Your fine of 300 gold is relatively light!"

Wei Zheng gritted his teeth, sighed, and said, "Okay, old minister, I am willing to accept the punishment!"

Wei Zheng thought about it for a while, and decided that he should accept the punishment.

If you lose, you lose, and if you keep fighting with the Eighth Prince, you must be the one who suffers!

After Wei Zheng agreed to lose 900 gold to Li Chengfeng, he left in despair.

He didn't want to stay in the imperial garden for a moment.

After all, he lost 900 gold all at once, and after returning home, his wife probably scolded him to death.

Seeing Wei Zheng's defeat, Li Shimin was really relieved!

Li Chengfeng said with a smile: "Haha, who else dares to challenge me? A round of 100 gold, the winner can take it away!"

The audience suddenly fell silent.

Even Wei Zheng lost three games in a row to the Eighth Prince, so who else would dare to ask Li Chengfeng for advice on chess?

Fang Xuanling didn't dare either!

"Forget it, since each of you dare to challenge me, then I will go home first!"

"Father, my son is resigning!"

"Well, good! Eunuch Wu, take care of the Eighth Prince and don't let him get hurt!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand!"

Eunuch Wu nodded and promised, then quickly followed Li Chengfeng's pace and set off towards the Prince Zhen's mansion.

...

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, July passed, and August has arrived.

These days, Li Chengfeng has been staying in the Zhenwang Mansion, researching the function of hydroelectric power generation.

Because Li Chengfeng discovered that with the arrival of the great heat, the weather became hotter and hotter.

"It's so hot, Eunuch Wu, follow me to the imperial dining room!"

"Eighth prince, what are you going to do in the imperial dining room?"

"It's too hot, I'm going to the imperial dining room to get some ice cubes!"

"Okay, Eighth Prince, don't leave, let the slave go get some ice for the Eighth Prince!"

After all, Eunuch Wu set off from the Zhenwang Mansion and went to the imperial dining room to get ice cubes!

Whenever the heat is hot, Li Shimin will take out the ice cubes he hoarded in winter to relieve the heat.

For this reason, Li Shimin also specially built a huge ice cube room under the cellar of the imperial dining room.

Li Chengfeng originally thought that Eunuch Wu would definitely bring back a big basin of ice cubes.

However, after half an hour, Eunuch Wu returned empty-handed.

Eunuch Wu's head was full of big men, his face was flushed, his eyes were squinted, and his face was very ugly.

Looking at Eunuch Wu who returned empty-handed, Li Chengfeng was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Eunuch Wu, where are the ice cubes I want?"

"Return, report to the Eighth Prince! Liu Fugui, the head of the imperial dining room, said that there are no more ice cubes, and all the ice cubes have been allocated! So, at this moment, not only you have no ice cubes to use, but even the emperor and the others don't have any!"

"What? Who is Liu Fugui lying to? Hmph, I want to go to the Imperial Dining Room to have a look!"