The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Hongfu Nu was a little confused at the time.

How unbearable Zhao Chen had to write to make Li Jing so angry.

"Old man, please keep your voice down. Zhao Chen is so young. Even if his writing is bad, you don't have to be so angry."

"Let's talk nicely, okay?" Hongfunu took Li Jing's arm and said softly.

His eyes were fixed on Zhao Chen, for fear that he would feel uncomfortable because of Li Jing's scolding.

Li Ruoshuang also forgot to continue rubbing Zhao Chen's shoulders at this moment.

In her entire life, she has never seen her father look like this.

Li Jing seemed to be particularly excited today.

"Zhao Chen, father may be in a bad mood today, don't be like him..."

"Zhao Chen, you really wrote these." Before Li Ruoshuang finished speaking, he saw Li Jing walking over and looking at Zhao Chen, faintly excited.

"Father, even if there is something wrong with what Zhao Chen wrote, for the sake of your daughter, don't reprimand him."

"The big deal is that Zhao Chen won't write this thing in the future." Li Ruoshuang stood in front of Zhao Chen and protected Zhao Chen with his back.

Li Jing was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Hong Fu Nu behind him, and found that her face was also extremely nervous.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Girl, how can father be willing to reprimand Zhao Chen?" Li Jing laughed and looked at Zhao Chen with a hint of shock at this moment.

"The military book that Zhao Chen continued to write is completely in line with my thoughts. It's as if he has an insight into my mind and understands my past."

"I can't change a single word in this scroll."

"Why do I want to reprimand him?" Li Jing held the Art of War tightly in his hand, feeling a little excited.

"What?"

"Don't you want to reprimand Zhao Chen?" Hongfu Nu immediately reacted, but then she remembered what Li Jing had just said, and she couldn't help but feel even more curious.

“Let’s put it this way, even I myself may not be able to write these things.

"

"But after seeing the Art of War that Zhao Chen continued to write, I also understood that this is what I want to write."

"Zhao Chen is really capable, very capable." Li Jing and Hongfu Nu explained, but their eyes still fell on Zhao Chen.

Li Jing was extremely satisfied with the first volume written by Zhao Chen.

What Zhao Chen wrote coincided with Li Jing's inner thoughts.

The wording is also extremely accurate, and there is no need to change even a single sentence.

The only thing that puzzled Li Jing was how Zhao Chen could have so much military experience when he was only seventeen years old.

General military strategy cannot be understood by sitting at home and reading two books.

It takes decades of command experience to master it.

But Zhao Chen...

Li Jing couldn't understand it and simply stopped thinking about it.

This first volume alone is a work of painstaking effort, and it will definitely become a treasure sought after by people all over the world in the future.

Li Ruoshuang thought Li Jing was going to blame Zhao Chen, but unexpectedly, she received constant praise from her father Li Jing.

His face turned red at the moment.

She quietly stepped aside and looked at Zhao Chen's face with beautiful eyes.

Even people like his father Li Jing said that Zhao Chen's writing was excellent, so of course it couldn't be bad.

After all, his father Li Jing has never been negligent in military command.

Even if the emperor makes a mistake, he will not show any mercy.

Zhao Chen’s writing must be excellent.

"Zhao Chen, how did you do it? Can you tell me about it?" Li Jing felt a little anxious, and even forgot that he and others came here to have a meal with Zhao Chen.

"I have read a lot of military books before, and a few days ago, I followed Niu

My uncle learned a lot in Songzhou City, so he reluctantly continued writing this volume. "Zhao Chen smiled and said to Li Jing.

In fact, he learned a lot from Niu Jinda.

The first volume of Wei Gong's Art of War, General Military Strategy, just appeared in Zhao Chen's system.

Zhao Chen saw that Li Jing had a headache thinking about it, and was worried that this guy was too old and would not be exhausted by this art of war.

That’s why I thought of helping to complete the first volume.

As for the follow-up, Zhao Chen will not help anymore.

Of course, Duke Wei's art of war had to be completed by Li Wei himself.

"You are such a genius. You have experienced this in just one battle. I now regret that I was not tougher and brought you into the army."

"If you go to the army, you will definitely become the Optimus Prime of our Tang Dynasty. Tubo is nothing more than a piece of cake for you."

"Zhao Chen, if you don't change direction, you'd still go to the military. In other aspects, your talents will really be wasted." Li Jing looked at Zhao Chen with relief.

He even brought up old things again and wanted to throw Zhao Chen into the army.

Li Jing also started from reality and determined that if Zhao Chen joined the army, he would definitely achieve great achievements in the future.

Li Jing thought so, but it was absolutely impossible for Hongfu Nu and Li Ruoshuang to agree.

Hongfu Nu was the first one to jump out. In the past, she would have wished that Zhao Chen would go to the army quickly so that he could stay away from Li Ruoshuang.

But it's different now.

"Old immortal, what are you talking about? Zhao Chen goes to the army, what will happen to the girl?"

"I still want to hold my grandson. Let me tell you, if you mention this matter again, I will hang you from a tree as soon as possible." Hongfu Nu shouted to Li Jing with her hands on her hips.

Li Jing smiled awkwardly, thought for a moment, and then said, "If you want to have a grandson, why don't you let them give birth to a boy first, and then let Zhao Chen..."

“Fuck you—” the red-whisker girl’s voice came.

Far away.

…

Li Chengqian was very unhappy today, and could even be said to be extremely angry.

Changsun Wuji told him that the emperor was very dissatisfied with his performance.

He even said unkind words.

Of course, this was said by Queen Changsun.

But Empress Changsun must be conveying the emperor's wishes.

Changsun Wuji did not follow.

Fang Xuanling also didn't come to the East Palace for a long time.

Ever since Zhao Chen appeared, there seemed to be some signs of dissatisfaction in the East Palace.

Zhao Chen!

It’s all Zhao Chen!

Li Chengqian smashed the jade cup in his hand.

The fragments cracked in all directions.

"Satisfactory!" Li Chengqian scolded.

"Your Highness, please call me." Chengxin hurriedly ran in from outside. When he saw the broken jade pieces on the ground, he immediately understood.

"You are right. This Zhao Chen is indeed an obstacle to my progress. Today, I have been humiliated by him several times."

"I am the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, and Zhao Chen is just a country man, so he dares to ignore me like this."

"I can't bear it."

"What Zhao Chen relies on is the emperor's favor."

"I am the prince, the biological son of the saint. Why am I being so humiliated?"

Li Chengqian shouted towards Chengxin, with a deep sense of unwillingness in his voice.

There was even a hint of resentment.

Li Chengqian hated the emperor and hated him for protecting Zhao Chen like this.

Even though he, the prince, was so humiliated by Zhao Chen, the emperor didn't even say a word.

Li Chengqian felt more than once that Zhao Chen was the emperor's biological son, and he really picked him up.

Otherwise, how could it be so?