The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

When Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang left the Duke Wei's Mansion, Li Ruoshuang looked a little embarrassed.

There seems to be something hidden in the arms.

Zhao Chen didn't ask any more questions.

After returning to Zhao Mansion, Zhao Chen turned around and saw no trace of Li Ruoshuang.

…

Changsun Wuji is a smart man.

At least he could read the emperor's mind.

Just after talking to the emperor in Ganquan Palace, he already knew clearly what the emperor's attitude was towards Zhao Chen.

At this moment, Changsun Wuji felt a little depressed.

His son was kicked out of the academy by Zhao Chen in front of so many people.

As a father, there is nothing he can do.

even……

Walking down the steps of Ganquan Hall, Changsun Wuji felt so powerless for the first time in so many years.

"Auxiliary machine, have you just met His Majesty?" Li Jing came towards him and greeted Changsun Wu.

"Yes, your Majesty has summoned you. It's so late, and the pharmacist has to go to see your Majesty, but there is something important?" Changsun Wuji was quite surprised to meet Li Jing here at this time.

Although Li Jing is the number one figure in the army.

Have absolute say in the military.

But he knows how to protect himself.

Unless it was during the war, Li Jing would never leave the house or see anyone.

When I have nothing to do, I will read some history books at home.

Let alone come to see the emperor this evening.

But today, his eldest grandson Wuji unexpectedly met Li Jing, and it seemed that Li Jing was in a hurry.

"It's nothing serious. I've been writing this military book at home during my free time recently. I encountered a difficulty today..."

"So you came here to ask for advice from His Majesty." Before Li Jing finished speaking, Changsun Wuji thought he understood what Li Jing meant.

"Actually, to be honest, in the entire Tang Dynasty, when it comes to leading troops in wars, you, Medicine Master, are still the best. In this book of war, you

If you can't think of it, Your Majesty may be in trouble. "Changsun Wuji smiled again.

In fact, it was just a joke among old friends.

In front of the emperor, he would not dare to say such a thing.

"That's not the case. You misunderstood. The first volume of this military book has been completed." Li Jing shook his head.

"It's done. Didn't you only write it for a month? Before, you said that just one volume would take half a year."

"Why so fast?"

"It wasn't written randomly at the back, was it?" Changsun Wuji couldn't help but look surprised when he heard Li Jing say that the first volume had been written.

Some time ago, Changsun Wuji visited Li Jing.

I knew he was writing a military book.

At that time, Li Jing said that it would take him at least half a year just to write this volume.

But how long has it been?

Just finished?

And just now Li Jing himself said that he encountered a difficulty today?

How could you just finish writing the first volume?

Changsun Wuji even wondered for a moment whether Li Jing was old and confused.

"How can a major military matter be trivial? This military book has indeed been written." Li Jing raised a volume of military books in his hand.

"Let me take a look." Changsun Wuji couldn't believe it and took the military book from Li Jing's hand.

"Hey!" Li Jing was still thinking of quickly presenting the military book to the emperor, but he didn't expect that Changsun Wuji would snatch it away from him.

But think about it, the emperor has to deal with government affairs late at night every day, and he will not take a break for this short while.

"The enemy has fifteen forms that can be attacked by Xinji. They are not eating, they are not following suit, they are coming late, they are running, they are not alert, they are working hard, they are about to leave, they are on a long road, they are waiting for help, they are too busy, they are on a dangerous road, they are disturbed, they are frightened, they are uncertain... "

Under the swaying torch, Changsun Wuji held the military book in his hand and recited in a low voice

With.

The look in his eyes was already full of shock.

"Pharmacist, your writing on this book is really good. Although it is only the first volume, the summary of every part is extremely accurate."

"If ordinary generals can understand everything, they will definitely grow into handsome men."

"Although this book is not complete, it is enough to shock the world." Changsun Wuji slowly closed the book on The Art of War, with the content of The Art of War still in his mind.

To put it bluntly, many things that Changsun Wuji himself did not understand well in the past are completely described in the first volume of this military book.

"Pharmacist, the only person I admire the most in my life is His Majesty the Emperor, but today when I read your military book, I admire you so much." After saying this, Changsun Wuji raised his hand to Li Jing.

His expression is sincere and cannot be faked at all.

"It's getting late, so I'll go back first. Tomorrow, tomorrow, I'll pay a visit in person and ask you to read the masterpiece." Changsun Wuji held hands with Li Jing again and slowly walked down the steps. .??.

"Wait a minute!" Li Jing shouted with Changsun Wuji, holding the military book in his hand.

Changsun Wuji stopped, looked back, and said with a smile, "Brother Yao, what else can you do?"

"Auxiliary machine, please don't go to my house. How about you go in with me?" Li Jing pointed to the Ganquan Palace behind him.

"Why?" Changsun Wuji didn't know why.

"Because... because the last 70% of this military book, no... was not written by me."

"What?"

"If you didn't write it, then who wrote it?"

"He is my son-in-law."

"Your son-in-law? Zhao Chen?"

…

Changsun Wuji felt that he must be dreaming today.

Three big things happened today.

The first thing was that the queen told him about the prince and asked him to behave himself.

No.

The second thing is that his own son Changsun Chong was kicked out of Chang'an Academy by Zhao Chen.

As for the third piece, Li Jing wrote the military book for a month, and 70% of it was ghostwritten by Zhao Chen.

Changsun Wuji squeezed his thigh hard, but the pain told him that today was definitely not a dream.

Three things, each one has something to do with Zhao Chen.

His son was kicked out of the academy by Zhao Chen. Even if the emperor expressed his attitude, Changsun Wuji originally planned to deal with Zhao Chen.

Otherwise, his eldest son, Sun Wuji, would be completely disgraced.

Until Li Jing said that the last 70% of the military book he just read was written by Zhao Chen.

Changsun Wuji instantly gave up the idea of ​​dealing with Zhao Chen.

Following Li Jing, he entered the Ganquan Hall and met the emperor.

"I see your Majesty." Li Jing stood in front and held hands with Li Shimin.

Changsun Wuji shrank behind and also saluted.

"Give me a seat." Li Shimin put down the pen in his hand and waved to the eunuch beside him.

When he saw Changsun Wuji appearing in front of him again, Old Li Tou was also a little surprised.

"Auxiliary machine, are you okay?" Lao Li asked as he took a sip of tea.

"Your Majesty, I'm fine. I heard that Duke Wei had finished writing the first volume of the Art of War, so I followed him here." Changsun Wuji explained.

"Oh?" Old Li Tou looked at Li Jing in surprise.

"Pharmacist, if I remember correctly, you told me before that this art of war will take at least half a year to complete the first volume."

"It's only been a month, has it been completed?" Old Li Tou asked Li Jing with a smile.

"If Li Jing thought about it by himself, half a year would be the fastest time. One month has passed. I feel ashamed, but only 30% has been completed." Li Jing cupped his hands and said.

"Thirty percent, Thirty percent, why did you come to me?" Lao Litou frowned, with some displeasure on his face.