The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Chang'an is always hot in June.

The further west you go, the cooler it gets.

This is a lot of convenience for everyone on the way.

A total of twenty students in the academy came over, and Luo Tong was not among the crowd.

Including Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang, there were twenty-one people in total.

Along the way, it was not that boring.

Li Ke rode his horse and followed closely behind Zhao Chen.

It seemed like he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

After holding back for two days and walking two hundred miles, Li Ke came to Zhao Chen's side while resting.

"Tell me, from now on, should I call you prince, brother, or sir." Li Ke whispered.

"What do you think?" Zhao Chen glanced at Li Ke and handed the mutton in his hand to Li Ruoshuang who was standing aside.

"I think, no matter who you are, I will call you sir from now on." Li Ke said carefully.

In fact, he just wanted to test what Zhao Chen's identity was.

In other words, does Zhao Chen have any special thoughts about the identity in the rumors.

"Okay." Zhao Chen turned around, looked at Li Ke with a smile, and said, "As a gentleman, you should listen to me, right."

"ah?"

"Now, go feed the horse." Zhao Chen and Li Ke said.

"I-" Li Ke didn't want to.

How could he, the majestic King of Shu, do the things of a horseherd?

No, absolutely not!

"Young man, I advise you to use rats as juice." Zhao Chen patted Li Ke on the shoulder and signaled to him.

Li Ke turned around and saw Cheng Chumo and others standing behind him at some point.

Looking at himself eagerly.

"I——" Li Ke got up with aggrieved look on his face.

"Zhao Da, actually we also want to ask, do you know your identity?" Cheng Chumo squatted aside and looked at Zhao Chen curiously.

"

My identity? You don’t really think that I have anything to do with the emperor, do you? "Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect these grown men to be so gossipy.

He has emphasized his identity many times.

But these people still ask such meaningless questions.

Even if he has a relationship with the emperor, what can he do?

Will Li Chengqian give up the position of prince he has held for 17 years?

impossible.

Besides, what’s the point of being a prince?

If we do, then we will be the emperor, right?

If Lao Li Tou hadn't treated him well, Zhao Chen would have wanted to have a fight with Lao Li Tou.

After all, we either don’t do it, or if we do, we can make it big, and we won’t like it if it’s too small.

"My old man said that now he has some doubts that you are really related to His Majesty." Cheng Chumo added.

"Yes, my father said so too." Qin Huaiyu also nodded and agreed.

"Sir, my father didn't say anything. He just asked me to follow you well."

"Do you think this is a hint?" Fang Yizhi whispered.

"According to your father's intention, can it be understood that I, Zhao Chen, am actually incapable of teaching you all because of my uncertain identity, so..."

"Hey, sir, that's not what I meant. My father never said such things." Fang Yizhi quickly explained.

Everyone dispersed, and Zhao Chen lay on the grass, looking at the stars in the sky.

He always felt that life here was like a dream.

Otherwise, why would such nonsense happen?

But everything is real, even the pain is extremely real.

one here

None of this is a dream.

Regarding my identity, I have been involved many times.

Even Zhao Chen had to start doubting this matter.

But Uncle Fu is still living in Chang'an, so no one else knows about these things except him.

But Uncle Fu didn't even know Li Shimin's identity, so how could he tell him such a thing?

Or did Li Shimin guess something after asking Uncle Fu?

"Still thinking about that?" Li Ruoshuang and Zhao Chen asked.

"Lao Litou actually mentioned this matter before. At that time, I just thought he was taking advantage of me and didn't take it seriously."

"But this matter keeps happening again and again, and I can't pretend to be nonchalant."

"When the Songzhou incident comes to an end, I will go back to Chang'an and ask Uncle Fu." Zhao Chen said. .??.

"Don't worry, everything will be solved in the end." Li Ruoshuang comforted her.

…

On the Songzhou border.

Niu Jinda set up the Chinese army's camp here.

Not far away is a small town built on the border between the two countries.

This town is where the two countries trade with each other.

Tang merchants transported goods here and placed them in the town to exchange resources with the Tubo people.

On the other side of the town, the Tang army sent free supplies to the Tibetans in accordance with the emperor's orders.

There are not many of these supplies, and proof of identity is required to receive them.

This identity certificate is the official identity certificate in Tubo.

Certificate of official status is limited to officials and nobles.

Ordinary people don't have that.

In other words, the materials here are actually prepared for Tubo officials and nobles.

As for other ordinary Tubo people, they can choose to trade with merchants from the Tang Dynasty.

\u003e It’s just that this transaction is not that simple.

A pound of grain was sold for three or four cents in Tang Dynasty, but here, it cost thirty or forty cents.

A full ten times price difference.

Even so, people still need to eat. As long as the Tubo people can barely afford it, they will come to trade with Datang merchants.

More people starved to death outside the town.

The corpse collection team did not know how many corpses of starved ghosts they had to transport every day.

Tang merchants were protected by the army, and ordinary Tubo people did not dare to act rashly.

So they set their sights on those Tibetan officials and nobles who could get grain and salt for free.

The mutual market has been going on for more than a month, and there was nothing much happened in the past few days.

But later, ordinary people often attacked and killed Tibetan officials and nobles' troops in Tubo.

It's the same today.

Niu Jinda, a man with a golden sword, was sitting in the central military tent, looking at the news from the front with a joking look on his face.

"Brother Jinda, why is he so happy?" Liu Lan walked into the camp and asked curiously when she saw Niu Jinda's expression.

"Brother Liu Lan, news came today that hundreds of Tubo people attacked and killed a team of Tibetan generals ten miles away from us."

"Both sides suffered heavy casualties, and Mr. Xiao Qian's team was wiped out." Niu Jinda shared the good news with Liu Lan.

Liu Lan looked shocked and took the secret letter in Niu Jinda's hands.

"This..." Liu Lan only uttered one word and looked at Niu Jinda blankly.

The previous conflicts within Tubo were limited to Tibetan officials and the common people.

But today's news actually involves the army.

Mr. Xiao Qian, who was equivalent to a partial general in the Tang Dynasty, was actually killed by the Tubo people.

"I didn't expect that boy at such a young age could come up with such a vicious plan." Niu Jinda looked at Liu Lan with a smile on his face.