The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

"Divine Doctor Sun, I, how much time do you have left?"

In the Li Zheng Hall, Sun Simiao stood below, and Queen Changsun looked a little pale.

Queen Changsun had a cough just now, and Sun Simiao happened to come over to treat her.

Sun Simiao frowned tightly, looking a little embarrassed.

"Divine Doctor Sun said it's okay. I know my body, but it's hard to judge the time. There are still unfulfilled wishes in my heart."

"Please let me know from Divine Doctor Sun. I would be very grateful." Empress Changsun said with relief.

At this moment, there are only two people left in the Lizheng Hall.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty will be fine for a thousand years, and everything will be fine." Sun Simiao was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said to Empress Changsun.

But even Sun Simiao himself didn't believe this. ??

He had just taken a pulse for Queen Changsun.

The situation is extremely bad and has reached the point where it is difficult to cure it with just any medicine.

The time saved is predictable.

"Eternal prosperity?" Queen Changsun shook her head, with a wry smile on her face.

"Who in this world can live forever, and how can they be prosperous for thousands of years? Zhao Chen has a saying, a person lives for one life, and the grass and trees fall for one autumn, but I hope I have no regrets." Empress Changsun sighed and looked at the hanging hanging on the side. That painting that Zhao Chen made for her.

"The Zhao Chen your empress is talking about is the young man from that tavern." Sun Simiao asked curiously.

If he remembered correctly, that young man, like the Queen, was suffering from a physical illness.

However, that young man seemed to be born with it.

Looking at the painting in front of him, he was suddenly shocked.

Secretly, the person in the painting looks like a real person.

There is such a painting skill in this world.

"That's the child." Empress Changsun sighed, with a sad look on her brows.

Sun Simiao didn't know the meaning of Queen Changsun's words, so he cupped his hands and said, "Please don't worry too much, please take care of your body..."

"Divine Doctor Sun, please contact me

That's what Gongzhi said. "Empress Changsun interrupted Sun Simiao, looking a little irritable.

Sun Simiao was stunned for a moment, but he understood instantly, but he just stretched out his index finger.

Seeing this, Queen Changsun's eyes flashed with loneliness.

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"Old Li Tou, how is my aunt lately?" Zhao Chen and Li Shimin sat across from each other in the tavern.

Wei Zheng sat on the other side and looked at Zhao Chen with a smile.

"Well, it's still like that. I've asked Divine Doctor Sun several times, and he always said that if you take a good rest, you'll be fine."

"Oh, by the way, your aunt asked me to ask you when the autumn harvest will be in Wannian County. She will go with her then." Li Shimin took a sip of tea and asked casually.

"In five days, it will be the day of the autumn harvest. I will be waiting for my aunt here then." Zhao Chen told the time, already thinking about the chili peppers.

The autumn harvest is coming, and the peppers are about to mature.

As soon as chili peppers come on the market, the price of pepper will be suppressed.

At that time, another large amount of money will be recorded.

Thinking about the amount of money he held in his hand, Zhao Chen felt happy.

"Zhao Chen, I heard that you have made a lot of money recently, is that right..." Wei Zheng said, rubbing his hands and looking at Zhao Chen expectantly.

Wei Zheng didn't intend to ask for any other money, he just wanted Zhao Chen to return his two thousand guan.

Recently, the situation in Wei Zheng's house has been really hard to come by.

"Don't worry, Old Wei, you have prepared everything. I placed a small box next to the well in the backyard for you." Zhao Chen smiled and waved to Wei Zheng.

"Let's go take a look." Wei Zheng was overjoyed and turned around to go to the backyard of the tavern.

"Old Li Tou, what about you? Why don't you

The money is also withdrawn, and I will give you an interest of 10,000 yuan a month. Seeing how excited Wei Zheng was, Zhao Chen looked at Li Shimin.

It was agreed before that it was a loan, so interest would naturally have to be paid.

"This matter is not important. Please tell me first, what is the reason for this contract? It is clearly written in black on the paper, but why is there suddenly only a white piece of paper left?" Li Shimin took out the white paper with words from his arms and placed it on the In front of Zhao Chen.

This is the real reason why Li Shimin came to Zhao Chen today.

He still can't figure out why the contract, which was clearly written in black and white, suddenly didn't even see a trace of ink.

"I heard that they really went to Tai Chi Hall to ask for food money." Zhao Chen took the white paper and said to Li Shimin with a smile.

"Of course, it's a good thing that Zheng He was imprisoned early. Otherwise, if he had gone to the court, even this piece of blank paper would have made it difficult for the saint to defend himself." Li Shimin became angry just thinking about it, and his tone was a little bad.

When Li Shimin thinks about this now, he feels scared.

If Zheng He had not been imprisoned, he would be in the court today, with his majesty wiped out.

Zhao Chen actually came up with such an idea, he was clearly trying to trick him!

"That's natural. If Zheng He and Zheng Hai are not caught embezzling Mo's grain depot, then this saint is too cowardly." Zhao Chen smiled and said casually.

"Huh?" Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed drastically. He stood up suddenly and said, "You knew that Zheng He would be imprisoned? That's why you wrote such a fake contract?"

"Who told you that the contract was fake?" Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin and said jokingly.

"But this is obviously a blank piece of paper..."

"Watch it." Zhao Chen stood up, took a fire dumpling from the side and put it on the table.

Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen suspiciously, not understanding what Zhao Chen was going to do.

"Boy, you don't want to burn this white paper, do you?

"Li Shimin said in a deep voice.

"Bitch." Zhao Chen muttered.

Li Shimin heard it clearly, his fists were clenched and his teeth were clenching.

"Isn't it coming out now?" Zhao Chen's voice brought Li Shimin back to his senses.

Look at the white paper in front of you.

Unexpectedly, I saw that it was just a blank piece of paper, and now densely packed handwriting appeared.

The contract that disappeared before actually reappeared at this moment.

"How is this done?" Li Shimin was lying on the table, staring at the writing on the paper.

Sure enough, it was the food loan contract that Zhao Chen wrote for him that day.

"But the magic method?" Li Shimin asked again.

He couldn't figure out why there was such a magical way that paper could be used to warm fire.

And the handwriting that originally disappeared actually reappeared.

It is truly a god.

At this moment, Li Shimin couldn't care less about what Zhao Chen said just now that he was a country bumpkin.

"There are no gods in this world... Forget it, it's just this ink, a special ink." Zhao Chen originally wanted to say that there are no gods in this world.

But think about it, if not, how did you get to this place.

"Specially made ink, how to make it specially?" Li Shimin was like a curious baby at this moment, staring closely at Zhao Chen, waiting for his answer.

"Well, this ink is made from the ink sprayed by squid. It becomes visible when it is hot and disappears when it is cold."

"There have been heavy rains in Chang'an City for days and the weather turns cooler. The ink will naturally disappear. When it gets hot, it will naturally come out." Zhao Chen explained.

"So you had already thought of such a move, including the fact that you told a certain person to take inventory of the grain depot, was this all intentional on your part?" Li Shimin looked at Zhao Chen, his voice a little low.