The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Wei Zheng did not dare to tell everyone that the person who continued to write the military book was Zhao Chen.

The emperor has issued a silence order on this matter, and he does not dare to talk nonsense.

He told Cheng Chumo and the others to ask Zhao Chen, which was already a hint to them.

However, whether the students understood it or not had nothing to do with him.

Watching Wei Zheng running away like he was running for his life, all the students had expressions of surprise on their faces.

Vice President Wei is running very fast. Who is he? Fang Yizhi asked curiously.

I don't know, but Mr. Zhao probably won't be able to get anything out of him. Your Majesty has ordered such things to be kept secret. He definitely doesn't want others to know about it, so I'd better not ask anymore.

Anyway, we are in the academy, so we can slowly investigate later. Li Tai said to everyone. .??.

His intuition told him that this matter was related to Zhao Chen. Otherwise, why would Wei Zheng ask them to ask Zhao Chen alone?

It's just that Li Tai himself doesn't quite believe his guess.

If it was really written by Zhao Chen...

No, no, no, how is this possible? Zhao Chen is only one year older than me, how could he write such a thing.

Li Tai immediately rejected his guess in his heart.

Hearing what Li Tai said, the other students nodded.

Since this matter cannot be inquired into, then there is no investigation. What they want to do most now is to take the perfume in their arms to their respective families.

This is definitely a novelty that has never been seen before.

…

Where did Mr. Zhao go? Why haven't you come back yet?

In Zhao Mansion, Li Shimin had been sitting in the hall and drinking several cups of tea, but Zhao Chen didn't come back.

Didn't Queen Changsun agree with Zhao Chen that she would have lunch at Zhao Chen's place today?

Why is no one back now?

When Queen Changsun heard the emperor complaining that Zhao Chen didn't come back, she couldn't help but curl her lips and thought, if you hadn't chased Zhao Chen for several streets, how could Zhao Chen have run away.

However, he still smiled and said, Your Majesty, Zhao Chen's kid will be back soon. I already told him about having dinner here this morning.

I was chasing him just now. Will that kid be angry? Li Shimin seemed a little worried.

Queen Changsun smiled and said to herself that she only remembered this now. When she was chasing Zhao Chen before, she didn't see you hesitate for a moment.

No, Zhao Chen has a good temper. He might be on his way back now. Empress Changsun comforted her.

I feel...

Oh, I thought you guys had returned to the palace. Zhao Chen's voice came from the front yard.

Li Shimin and Queen Changsun looked up and saw Zhao Chen coming back with a strange thing in his hand.

It looks a bit like a pig leg, but there are no hooves.

And the color is different from ordinary pork legs.

Black with red, so strange.

Where have you been for so long? I thought you got lost. Lao Li stood up and walked to Zhao Chen, looked around him twice, and finally stopped right in front of Zhao Chen.

What is this? Old Li Tou asked, pointing to the thing in Zhao Chen's hand.

Ham, make some food for your aunt. If I had known you hadn't returned to the palace yet, I wouldn't have brought you back. Zhao Chen said slowly.

These words did not make Lao Li dizzy.

Can't you eat it if you put it together?

Boy Zhao, I'm just saying this to you. I'm not going anywhere today. I'm just sitting in your house. You have to take care of the food. Old Li shook his sleeves and sat back next to Queen Changsun.

Zhao Chen glanced at Old Li Tou and thought that Old Li Tou was getting thicker and thicker now.

It feels like I can't even drive him away, and I have to rely on myself.

Zhao Chen, put your things away.

Auntie has something to tell you. Empress Changsun was also afraid that Zhao Chen would say something that would irritate the emperor, so she quickly asked him to leave for a while.

Zhao Chen nodded and took the ham to the back kitchen.

Later, I will ask Li Ruoshuang to cut some ham and make a fresh dish for lunch.

…

Boling Cui family, Cui Mansion in Chang'an City.

In the past few months, the noise in the family has become much smaller.

Since the establishment of Chang'an Academy and the rise of various academies in the Tang Dynasty, the family seems to have been deeply affected.

Even in the court hall, it was much quieter.

Cui Yan sat alone in the study, with a message from someone below in front of him.

After the establishment of academies in various places, the Bolingcui family clearly felt an unprecedented crisis.

Many local officials have begun to have contact with poor families and ordinary scholars.

Cui Yan knew that officials from all over the country were trying to win over people's hearts.

The movable type printing and the improved papermaking technology caused the influence of their family to collapse.

Maybe it won't be long before their family will completely decline.

Cui Yan approached the heads of other aristocratic families, but no one could reverse the current decline.

This matter is supported by the emperor. Unless the emperor is gone, it will be impossible to reverse it.

But the emperor was in the prime of life.

He Cui Yan is dead, but the emperor may still be there.

If this goes on, the family will be gone long ago.

Zhao Chen! Cui Yan muttered Zhao Chen's name and tore the news in front of him into pieces.

If it weren't for Zhao Chen, if he hadn't come up with movable type printing and cheap paper, how could their family have suffered such a heavy blow.

At this moment, Cui Yan couldn't help but chop Zhao Chen alive.

Dong dong dong! There was a knock on the door outside the study.

I'm not telling you,

Don't come over to bother me? Cui Yan frowned.

Master, the Crown Prince is here. A voice came from outside the door.

Prince? Cui Yan's eyes flashed.

Yes, I also brought a gift and said that I would discuss matters with you, the master. explained outside the door.

Well, I understand. Cui Yan responded.

He was a little curious as to why the prince came to him at this time.

Is it possible that with the declining aristocratic family, what else can be done to help him?

Even if you can help him, it depends on whether Cui Yan is willing.

…

What took you so long? When Zhao Chen returned to the hall, Old Li Tou said something unkind.

He felt that Zhao Chen was avoiding him.

I asked Ruoshuang to help prepare some lunch materials, but there was a delay. Zhao Chen and Queen Changsun explained that as for Old Li Tou, they didn't even take a look.

This old man eats and drinks without talking, and talks so much nonsense.

If it weren't for the fact that Queen Changsun was sitting here, Zhao Chen would have been jealous of Lao Li.

How dare you talk to yourself like this? How outrageous is it?

Of course, Zhao Chen was thinking this way in his own mind, and he still didn't dare to say such things to Old Li Tou.

Otherwise, who knows whether Lao Li Tou will chase him with a knife.

Sit down. I'm here today and I have something else to tell you. Li Shimin waved his hand and motioned for Zhao Chen to find a seat and sit down.

Zhao Chen sat down and saw Old Li Tou looking at him, seeming to be thinking about something.

Boy Zhao, has anyone told you about the Royal Spring Hunt? Old Li Tou asked.

Ruoshuang mentioned this to me, but it has nothing to do with me. I...

It doesn't matter. You are the county magistrate of Tang Dynasty and you are of the younger generation. You must go. Li Shimin interrupted Zhao Chen.