The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Only now did he understand.

This heavy rain in Chang'an City affected the Lantian County Grain Depot, the Zheng family in Xingyang, the other families of the Five Surnames and Qiwang, and even Li Shimin himself.

It's all part of Zhao Chen's plan.

Li Shimin didn't like this feeling very much.

As an emperor, he was plotted against by a brat named Zhao Chen. How could he endure this?

If you want to make money, naturally you have to put more thought into it. By the way, Old Li, you can't tell this matter, otherwise things will be difficult to handle. Zhao Chen instructed.

But he lit the entire contract in his hand.

In an instant, the original contract written in black and white turned into a pile of ashes.

This matter is over. Don't make any mistakes again, otherwise the saint will have a bad reputation. Zhao Chen said.

Do you still care about the reputation of a saint? Li Shimin laughed angrily.

This kid calculated so much against himself that he actually said such words at this moment.

Really outrageous.

Although his reputation has little to do with me, if this matter is revealed and the saint is embarrassed, won't I be captured by the saint?

By the way, Old Li Tou, since I have helped the saint so much...

Why, do you still want to ask for benefits from the saint? Li Shimin looked over with a dissatisfied look on his face.

He thought to himself that this boy Zhao Chen had made more than 100,000 yuan after scheming against him.

At this moment, he actually wants to ask for benefits from himself.

I have never seen such a stingy person before.

Old Li Tou, you are very strange. I asked you to ask for benefits from the saint, but I am not looking for you. Why are you so nervous?

Those who don't know think you are the current saint! Zhao Chen smiled and poured a cup of tea for Li Shimin.

After hearing this, Li Shimin was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhao Chen's face.

But I didn't see anything strange about Zhao Chen.

Li Shimin didn't know for a moment whether Zhao Chen was testing him.

A certain person is also a handsome man.

Don, why can’t he be a saint today? Li Shimin and Zhao Chen said, with a trace of teasing on their lips.

If you are a saint, wouldn't your aunt be a queen? Although her aunt has the appearance of a queen, forget it! Zhao Chen waved his hands with a look of disdain on Li Shimin.

certain……

Okay, you go back and stay. In five days, it will be the day of the autumn harvest. I will wait here for my aunt to go with her. Before Li Shimin could explain, Zhao Chen got up and went to the backyard.

Li Shimin sat on the stool, looked in the direction of Zhao Chen's message, snorted softly, and had an inexplicable smile on his face.

Your Majesty, where is Zhao Chen? Wei Zheng came out from the backyard holding the box and looked around. He didn't see Zhao Chen and couldn't help but feel curious.

How much? Li Shimin looked at the box in Wei Zheng's hand and asked casually.

Hey, Your Majesty, don't tell me, Zhao Chen is really generous. He gave me a gold leaf worth five thousand guan. Wei Zheng said to Li Shimin in a low voice with a happy look on his face.

Wei Zheng originally just wanted to get back the two thousand strings that belonged to him.

Unexpectedly, there were five thousand strings in the box next to the well.

There is also a personally written thank you letter from Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen actually prepared five thousand guan for him, plus a rather disgusting letter of thanks.

This made Wei Zheng extremely happy, feeling that Zhao Chen was indeed a kid he could get along with.

Li Shimin originally wanted to get Wei Zheng closer to Zhao Chen.

When Zhao Chen enters the court in the future, Wei Zheng may be able to help Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen didn't say anything about giving Wei Zheng three thousand guan more.

What makes me feel slightly uncomfortable is that Zhao Chen just said he would pay back his money. Why has there been no movement since then?

He secretly thought that Zhao Chen was not trying to swallow him up.

Wan Duo Guan.

After waving his hand to Wei Zheng, Li Shimin left the tavern.

After walking a few steps on the street, Li Shimin suddenly stopped again, looked at Wei Zheng behind him, and said, Wei Qing, why don't I let Zhao Chen take up a post at your Yushitai?

Wei Zheng was very happy that he had five thousand strings. Tomorrow he would take Fang Xuanling to find a good place to have a good time.

Hearing the emperor's words, he was slightly stunned.

After a moment of silence, Wei Zheng said, Zhao Chen's mind is not on the court, and with his temperament, forcing him to appoint someone would probably be counterproductive.

Li Shimin put his hands behind his back and continued to walk forward. Neither of them spoke, as if the question just now was just an illusion.

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When Li Shimin returned to the palace, he went to the Li Zheng Hall.

The date for the autumn harvest in Wannian County has been determined.

Queen Changsun has been waiting for this day for a long time.

When Li Shimin came to the Li Zheng Hall, he saw Sun Simiao turning away with a basket of medicine on his back.

Doctor Sun, is the queen's health feeling better? Li Shimin stopped Sun Simiao and asked with a smile.

Sun Simiao was thinking about the queen's condition and how to tell the emperor when he heard Li Shimin's voice.

Looking up, he saw the emperor looking at him with a smile on his face.

I think I'm in a good mood.

However, Sun Simiao, who was used to seeing separation and death, didn't know how to speak at this moment.

Your Majesty is back. Is the date confirmed? Before Sun Simiao could speak, Empress Changsun came over with gentle steps and took the emperor's arm.

Zhao Chen said that in five days, Wannian County will harvest in autumn. That morning, he will be waiting for me at the tavern. Li Shimin smiled and saw that Queen Changsun had a blush on her face. She seemed to be in good spirits, but she stopped questioning Sun Simiao.

I have been waiting for this day for a long time. Doctor Sun, will you go to Wannian County with me in five days? Empress Changsun looked back at Sun Simiao.