The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Hearing the word "empty" in Li Chengqian's heart, Li Chengqian's expression suddenly changed.

All his previous actions were to enhance his strength.

To prevent the emperor from passing the crown prince position to Li Tai.

Now Fang Xuanling told him that his previous actions were going to be in vain?

How does Li Chengqian accept this?

"Father wants to take action against the noble family?" Li Chengqian slowly spat out a few words.

In recent days, he has been building relationships with various aristocratic families.

Although only the Taiyuan Wang family agreed to help him, this was already a huge success.

Because of this, Li Chengqian was happy for several days.

Even though Wang Ji didn't come out on top for him at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

But with the support of the Wang family in Taiyuan, Li Chengqian also felt confident.

"As I said before, don't lose the big for the small." Changsun Wuji and Li Chengqian whispered, but they did not directly answer Li Chengqian's question.

"His Royal Highness, there will definitely be a big uproar at tomorrow's court meeting. Please do not confront Your Majesty."

"It's getting late, I'll take my leave first!" Fang Xuanling stood up, said something to Li Chengqian, and then said goodbye.

"Fang Xiang..."

"Chengqian, please remember what you just said." Changsun Wuji said something to Li Chengqian, then turned and left.

Li Chengqian was sitting alone in the room, looking at the two steaming cups of tea on the table, and thinking about what the two of them had just said to him, he felt a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Your Highness, the investigation has revealed that Zhao Chen was selling chili peppers in the West Market today, and the documents he produced were actually stamped with His Majesty's seal."

"Several shopkeepers from aristocratic families were forced to kneel there for a whole day before they were let back."

The voice of the East Palace guard came from outside the door.

Li Chengqian was shaken all over, as if he understood something.

…

"Your Majesty has really decided?"

"A big family has deep roots and can affect the whole body. If we rashly start a war with them, will they make them fight back wildly?"

In the evening, set up the Zhengdian Hall.

Li Shimin had dinner here and briefly told Empress Changsun about his plan.

Li Shimin himself was actually not sure about this matter.

He said it simply because he wanted Queen Changsun to give him some advice.

"I have had enough of being held back by aristocratic families. The appearance of Zhao Chen gives me enough confidence to fight with them!" Li Shimin clenched his fists and looked a little excited.

In the nine years since Li Shimin came to power, this is not the first time that he has had the idea of ​​taking over the family.

Every time he proposed an idea that was beneficial to the Tang Dynasty, he would encounter extremely strong opposition if it would harm the interests of the aristocratic family.

The main reason is that aristocratic families control a large part of the officials in the court.

The family controls talent selection, leaving Li Shimin unable to find even a helper.

If Zhao Chen hadn't come up with the art of paper and printing this time, Li Shimin might not have dared to implement this plan in his lifetime.

But at this moment, Li Shimin was full of ambitions.

"Has your Majesty ever thought about what Zhao Chen would do if His Majesty dealt with the wealthy families in a big way?"

"If the big family knows that these things were created by Zhao Chen, how will they target Zhao Chen."

"Zhao Chen is still young, how can he withstand the secret arrows of the court?" Empress Changsun said with a melancholy face.

Zhao Chen just stood on the opposite side of several shopkeepers from the aristocratic family today.

But if the controller of the aristocratic family found out, Zhao Chen might not be able to escape so easily.

He is just a county prince.

He is the opponent of these aristocratic families.

"Zhao Chen is my son and the future emperor of the Tang Dynasty. This is something he must go through. Otherwise, how can he control the officials?"

"As for his safety, I will try my best to protect him." Li Shimin was silent for a moment, his eyes firm.

Li Shimin, who was always smiling, was a completely different person.

Empress Changsun only felt that the emperor in front of her seemed to have returned to the time when he was fighting on the battlefield more than ten years ago.

"Tomorrow at the court, I will first operate on some officials of the aristocratic families. After Zhao Chen's bookstore opens, the news of papermaking and printing will be spread, and the autumn examination will begin."

"Then it will be time for Zhao Chen to take the stage and sing."

"I hope that boy Zhao Chen can withstand pressure from all sides."

"When nothing happens, Maid Guanyin, please go and see that kid more often."

"I'm worried that with that boy's temper, he might run away if the situation is not right." Li Shimin and Empress Changsun ordered.

…

Early the next morning, news came out from the palace.

The emperor captured more than ten officials from various ministries at the court meeting.

The entire court was silent.

Careful people discovered that these officials who were captured had another similar situation besides being involved in their own affairs.

These are the people who are on good terms with various aristocratic families either openly or secretly.

This plunged the entire city of Chang'an into a period of speculation.

Queen Changsun came to Zhao Chen's tavern early in the morning.

When he arrived at the tavern, Zhao Chen was still eating breakfast.

"Auntie hasn't had breakfast yet. I just fried this. You can try it." Zhao Chen asked when he saw Queen Changsun coming so early.

Queen Changsun didn’t want to eat it at first.

But when I saw the long golden strips on the plate,

It exudes a rich aroma, and there is a hint of greed in the mouth.

"What is this, with such a strange shape?" Queen Changsun wrapped a fried dough stick in paper and asked Zhao Chen.

"These are fried dough sticks, a must-have for breakfast. If your aunt wants to learn how to make them, Zhao Chen can teach you how to make them!" Zhao Chen said with a smile.

The Tang Dynasty had never seen such a thing as fried dough sticks.

Zhao Chen also just drank porridge every day and got tired of it.

Then I thought about frying some fried dough sticks to try.

"You kid, where did you learn these skills?" Queen Changsun said with a smile.

He took a bite of the fried dough stick in his hand.

Crispy in the mouth and full of flavor.

But it is infinitely more delicious than the royal meals in the palace.

"This long... deep-fried dough sticks tastes really good. Do you have any more? I want to take some back to try." Empress Changsun was not used to the name of fried dough sticks, but she felt that they tasted good.

I thought about taking some back to the emperor to try.

"Of course it's okay." Zhao Chen nodded, but he also knew that Queen Changsun definitely didn't come here to eat two fried dough sticks.

"Auntie came here so early, but what's the matter?" Zhao Chen asked again.

"Have you heard about what happened at today's court meeting?" Queen Changsun asked in a low voice.

She glanced at the street outside. Although this place was in Pingkangfang, it was in a remote location. Zhao Chen had just gotten up, so he probably didn't know what was happening in the court.

Sure enough, Zhao Chen shook his head, but there was no curiosity on his face.

He didn't seem to care about what happened in the court.

"Your Majesty captured more than a dozen officials at the court meeting today. They are all members of various aristocratic families." Empress Changsun said slowly, looking at Zhao Chen with her eyes.

"That aunt, yesterday the folks in Wannian County asked me to go back and have a look. I won't accompany you. I'm leaving first!" Zhao Chen put down his chopsticks, stood up and left.