The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Xiao Li felt very wronged.

His father was sitting in front of him and he didn't even say a word for himself.

You are the emperor, and this guy calls you a fool.

You just let it go?

Xiao Li Zhi walked to the kitchen with an unhappy look on his face. .??.

Do you know why I came to you today? Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen picked up his chopsticks, ate his food slowly, and said, I don't care.

One sentence almost made Lao Li choke to death.

I, the emperor, am so hopeless now?

Zhao Chen...

Father, bowls and chopsticks! Li Shimin was about to speak when he saw little Li Zhi coming over with bowls and chopsticks in his arms.

Pheasant slave, Duan Lun, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, came here today. Did you see him? Li Shimin didn't ask about Zhao Chen, but actually asked about Li Zhi.

Reporting to my father, I saw him. At that time, I was fetching water in the yard in front of the hall.

Father, I don't want to fetch water... Li Zhi nodded, with a look of grievance on his face.

But Li Shimin obviously felt that this matter was not important.

After all, Duan Lun, that damn old man, is still lying in his Ganquan Palace acting like a fool.

If we don't get the drawings done, the old guy will have to rely on himself.

Useless old guy, if he doesn't dare to trouble Zhao Chen, he will threaten him as the emperor.

Pheasant slave, I think what Zhao Chen sometimes says makes sense. When you're full, go chop wood. I still have something to tell Zhao Chen. Li Shimin and Li Zhi were talking.

Xiao Li Zhiren is about to collapse.

I only have time to pick up dishes and chopsticks, so why...

Zhao Chen, let me ask you, where did you take the drawings Duan Lun brought?

That old guy is lying in my Ganquan Palace now, playing rogue with me, asking me to ask you to get the blueprints back. Ignoring Li Zhi over there, Li Shimin asked Zhao Chen about the blueprints again.

Father, I see you, Sir, threw those papers into the brazier and burned them! Xiao Li Zhi muttered quietly from the side.

\u003e Burned? Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen with a bad look.

It took so many craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry five days to come up with the design drawings, and Zhao Chen actually burned them?

Isn't this a joke?

Now Duan Lun is lying in Ganquan Hall waiting for him to go back with the drawings.

If he went back empty-handed, he would not go to Ganquan Palace.

Zhao Chen, no matter what method you use today, you must bring out the blueprints for me, otherwise I will live here with you from now on.

I can't go back to this palace anyway! After Old Li Tou said to Zhao Chen, he didn't care about Zhao Chen's expression.

Picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

He came here at noon, but Lao Li didn't starve to death.

After a while, after eating Haisai for a long time, the food in this bowl was almost wiped out.

Tsk tsk——

After eating and drinking enough, Lao Li broke off a small bamboo branch and picked his teeth in an imageless manner.

Why are you still sitting here? Why don't you think of a way to get the drawings back quickly?

Could it be that you want me to stay here? Seeing that Zhao Chen had no intention of going to do anything, Li Shimin couldn't help but frowned.

What are you in a hurry for? Zhao Chen has no appetite at this moment.

The majestic emperor is like the reincarnation of a starving ghost, except that he almost licked all the dishes clean.

Let him stay here, Lao Litou is afraid that he has eaten too much rat poison.

Not in a hurry? Seeing Zhao Chen's indifferent expression, Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and then showed a displeased look on his face.

You burned the blueprints for him. The old guy didn't dare to trouble you. Now he's lying in the Ganquan Palace, forcing me to come and ask for an explanation.

I will give it to you until the end. If you don't give me an explanation today, I will definitely

Won't leave here.

You also need to provide me with good food and drink.

Li Shimin crossed his legs and rested his feet on the table.

Zhao Chen glanced at Old Li Tou, waved to Xiao Li Zhi, and turned around to leave.

Boy, where are you going... Li Shimin shouted, but Zhao Chen would not respond.

Then he saw Xiao Li Zhi standing nearby, putting away the plates with an aggrieved look.

Pheasant slave, what are you doing? Li Shimin was stunned for a moment and asked.

Clear the dishes. Sister Ruoshuang has returned to her parents' home. Zhao Chen bullied me and made me responsible for washing the dishes. Li Zhi said slowly, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

Now he seems to have accepted his fate. .??.

Nor did he cry to the emperor that he had been unfairly treated.

That's unreasonable! Li Shimin slapped the table.

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The emperor was very angry and went straight to Zhao Chen's study.

His emperor's son, Xiao Li Zhi, who was only eight years old, was bullied into this by Zhao Chen.

What a cute little guy. When he was in the palace, he was a treasure that he held in his hands for fear of being touched and held in his mouth for fear of melting.

What about Zhao Chen?

firewood? Carrying water? He also has to wash his dishes.

Why don't you let Xiao Lizhi wash your underwear?

Zhao Chen, I want to settle the score with you today! The emperor kicked open the study door rudely.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and both of my eyes glowed green.

Are you finished? Zhao Chen slapped his brush and hit it heavily on the table.

This Hunjun really gave him face.

He even chased me from the yard and even kicked in his own door.

Do you really think you have no temper?

Old Li Tou didn't expect that Zhao Chen's voice was louder than his own.

His momentum was instantly suppressed.

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I'm here to ask when you can give me your drawings. I'm really a bit... After being yelled at by Zhao Chen, Old Li felt a little weak for no reason.

Now that the drawings were burned by Zhao Chen, Duan Lun was lying in the Ganquan Hall and acting wildly.

I can't go back now.

This blueprint was all made by Zhao Chen.

But when Li Shimin thought about it, he felt that something was not quite right.

Isn't this painting? Zhao Chen said unhappily and continued to pick up the pen.

Are you drawing? Li Shimin was a little surprised. He had taken a look at the architectural drawings.

There is no explanation for the various lines on it, so I have no idea what they are.

He didn't know whether others could draw this drawing.

But he, Li Shimin, would never do that.

Even if you can understand it, you still can't understand it.

Zhao Chen now said that he was drawing the blueprint of Lingyan Pavilion?

This sounds a bit incredible.

I have seen Zhao Chen's carving skills, but these architectural drawings must be drawn by professional craftsmen with decades of experience.

How old is Zhao Chen, can he still do this?

Lao Li Tou was extremely suspicious anyway.

He even felt that Zhao Chen was deceiving himself so that he could go back first.

Boy, I will always be waiting here. Since you can draw drawings, I will wait for your drawings to come back today. Old Li Tou said to Zhao Chen very thoughtfully.

Standing on Zhao Chen's side, his eyes were as wide as bells.

Zhao Chen said nothing, holding a Luban ruler in his left hand and a brush in his right hand, drawing lines on the paper.

Not long after, the outline of a building appeared on the drawing.

Hey, this looks pretty good. What is this? Old Li Tou couldn't help but asked Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen was too lazy to talk to Old Li Tou, and his energy was still focused on the drawings in front of him.