The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

The emperor felt that Zhao Chen was complaining about himself.

The emperor didn't believe the last sentence, The grass in front of the lamp is writing peach charms. It was true that he was writing peach charms.

It was obviously Zhao Chen who asked him to compose a poem for him in the middle of the night.

This kid will never miss an opportunity to ridicule himself.

But, this poem...

There is not a single word happy in this poem, but when you read it in your heart, it makes people feel happy.

The north wind blows snow at the beginning of the fourth watch, and Jiarui Tianjiao and the end of the year.

At the fourth watch, the north wind brings a heavy snowfall. This auspicious snow gifted by God arrives just on New Year's Eve, which heralds a good harvest in the coming year.

Look, Your Majesty, it's really snowing outside again. Concubine Yang and the emperor analyzed the poem.

Outside the Li Zheng Hall, heavy snowflakes fell from the sky, and a few strands even flew into the Li Zheng Hall. .??.

Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, which is indeed a happy event. The emperor nodded with satisfaction.

In my heart, I was curious about how Concubine Yang would explain Zhao Chen's last two sentences.

Before I could raise the half-filled cup of Tusu wine to celebrate, I was still writing the peach charms to welcome the Spring Festival in cursive script under the lamp.

Zhao Chen, you didn't write a peach charm to welcome the spring. Concubine Yang looked at Zhao Chen with a smile.

Concubine Yang has also noticed that Zhao Chen's poem is clearly nonsense.

He is standing here now, why did he write any peach charms? Li Tai immediately caught the loophole in Zhao Chen's poem.

He didn't want to really get out of here in a ball.

If that is the case, if the news spreads, everyone will know about it.

How can he hold on to the position of prince?

Peach charms are meant to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters. If I don't write this poem today, it will be a disaster.

I'm not writing peach charms, what am I writing?

Your Highness, can you tell me whose poem I copied?

Or if you think this poem is not good, then please make a better one.

If neither is possible, please fulfill your previous agreement! Zhao Chen said the same thing to everyone.

He looked at Li Tai again.

Since Li Tai made things difficult for him, Zhao Chen would not let him off easily.

Today, he will definitely be embarrassed!

Li Tai's expression turned completely gloomy.

Although this poem by Zhao Chen cannot be said to be magical, it is still excellent.

Anyway, Li Tai couldn't have written a better poem than this.

As for whether it was copied by Zhao Chen, so many people didn't notice it. How could Li Tai forcibly make it up?

If the emperor discovers...

But do they really want to admit Zhao Chen's ability and get out of the Li Zheng Palace in a group?

Prince, what do you think? the emperor asked.

The emperor always felt that Zhao Chen's last sentence was scolding him.

Of course he wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

Zhao Chen wouldn’t say it anyway.

But now that Zhao Chenshi has finished, this matter should be over.

Since Li Tai became the prince, these little tricks have become more frequent than before.

The emperor could receive news almost every day, saying that the prince had met that minister again today and that he was going to visit the prince's home tomorrow.

The emperor was also worried that Li Tai's desire for power was too inflated and eventually reached an uncontrollable point.

Father, son and minister...

Your Highness, since it is a bet, you must abide by the rules.

If my husband had not composed a poem, His Highness the Crown Prince would not have let my husband go.

So, please fulfill your bet, Your Highness.

If His Highness the Crown Prince wants to escape, even though I, Li Ruoshuang, am just a woman, I will make His Highness the Crown Prince very upset.

Embarrassing. Li Ruoshuang spoke up, directly cutting off Li Tai's idea of ​​interceding with the emperor.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Li Ruoshuang was one of the only people to threaten the prince like this in front of the emperor and empress.

He looks exactly like Zhao Chen.

The expression on Queen Changsun's face was slightly ugly.

After all, he is his biological son, and as a mother, he always has no face.

But what Li Ruoshuang said was not wrong.

Since your prince dares to agree to the bet, he must fulfill the bet.

The emperor was not worried at all.

Taking this opportunity this time, it’s business to give Li Tai a good beating.

As the crown prince, the prince's words and deeds represent the royal family of the Tang Dynasty.

Since we made a bet and lost, we just have to fulfill the bet.

Otherwise, how can the ministers around the prince believe in the prince's promise? The emperor's voice sounded faintly.

To Li Tai, it was like thunder exploding in his ears.

The cold sweat started pouring down at that time.

He hurriedly shouted, Father, I know it clearly, I will never dare to...

It's getting late, go back and rest early! The emperor waved his hand, interrupting Li Tai's sophistry.

There was still heavy snow falling outside, and the temperature inside the Li Zheng Hall seemed to have dropped a bit.

Li Tai's neck was soaked with sweat.

Zhao Chen, you are awesome. Li Tai glanced at Zhao Chen.

Slowly walking to the door, he lay down on the ground, facing outside the hall, and rolled away outside.

…

The eleventh year of Zhenguan, the first day of the Lunar New Year.

A heavy snow covered the streets of Chang'an City.

When Zhao Chen got up in the morning, the servants in the house were sweeping the snow outside.

Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu walked into the yard wearing new clothes and smiling faces.

Zhao Da, happy New Year!

We are here to wish you a happy new year. Are you ready for the red envelope? Cheng Chumo asked for the red envelope.

Qin Huaiyu was different. He took out a small package wrapped in red paper from his arms and handed it to Zhao Chen, saying, Zhao Da, this is the red envelope prepared by father for you.

There is a lot of snow outside. Father asked you not to go there. Wait for the snow to subside before you go over and have a drink with him.

Cheng Er, look at you, do you look good?

Can you imitate Qin San and bring me a red envelope first? Zhao Chen took the red envelope and laughed silently with Cheng Chu.

Cheng Chumo scratched his head, My old man didn't tell me about this, so I'll go home and beat him up and let him prepare the red envelope.

How dare you! Zhao Chen smiled and pulled the two of them into the living room.

This New Year's Day is the day to pay New Year's greetings.

There will definitely be people coming later.

Zhao Chen had already prepared the red envelope.

The servant brought tea, Zhao Chen picked up two red envelopes from the table and said, Here, this is for you two.

The two of them took the red envelope and were too embarrassed to open it in front of Zhao Chen.

This hand kept rubbing the red envelope paper, trying to see how much was inside.

Hey, you two got here pretty fast. Li Ke, Fang Yizhi and Fang Yiai walked in from outside.

How dare you sleep in to pay New Year's greetings to your husband?

Let me tell you, whoever comes first will not be punished in the academy this year. Cheng Chumo said to Zhao Chen.

Cheng Er, who is part of the trio of Zhao, Cheng and Qin, did a lot for Zhao Chen last year.

After being punished every day, I can catch up with this guy Li Ke.

Stop talking about those useless things. I won't have time to stay in the academy after this year. Hun...His Majesty the Emperor is going to Jiangnan and wants me to follow him. Zhao Chen almost scolded the emperor in front of Li Ke.

Of course, Li Ke himself might not care much about Zhao Chen saying that his father was a foolish king.