Chapter 58 Filial piety is the tradition of the Tang Dynasty
Of course, Li Shimin would not believe Li Xiang's dream at first.

But as the things Li Xiang came up with became more and more abnormal, even a fool would know that they were just bullshit from the gods - they were extraordinary.

Old Li, who was more eager for something called destiny, naturally accepted this statement imperceptibly.

As for whether Laozi Li Er could find a cookbook, Li Shimin believed that he could.

After all, “governing a big country is like cooking a small fish”, how can you not believe in the wisdom of our ancestors?

When Li Xiang heard Li Shimin's question, he didn't know how to answer it in a hurry.

Ask me what I learned?
There are many, such as power comes from the barrel of a gun, and making a lot of friends...

Of course, I couldn’t tell this to Lao Li.

What’s the matter? You, the grandson of the emperor, are now thinking about seizing power from the barrel of a gun. I dare not even imagine what you will dare to do in the future!
At least the Xuanwu Gate stage can't accommodate you, the last resort is to perform Fengtian Jingnan.

But then again, everyone is making fun of the Xuanwu Gate Succession Law of the Tang Dynasty, but looking at the more than ten coups that succeeded the throne in the Tang Dynasty, the total number of deaths was not even as many as in the Jingnan Battle.

"My grandson has only picked up a few beautiful shells from the old man's vast ocean of knowledge."

Li Xiang, the little elephant, spread his hands, pretending to be powerful without being seen.

Li Shimin was speechless. This grandson...even when he was pretending to be cool, he was so smooth.

He slapped a thick stack of invitations into Li Xiang's arms and cursed, "Get lost!"

"Hey! All right, Aung!"

Li Xiang immediately laughed and started playing yo-yo.

The playboys were still waiting in the courtyard of Yongchangfang. Li Xiang distributed the invitations to them, and he personally delivered the remaining invitations to Wei Zheng, Xiao Yu and Changsun Wuji's homes.

After all, he was the emperor's grandson and a prince, and also Xiao Yu's disciple, so the gatekeepers didn't dare to stop him when he entered.

"Teacher! Teacher!"

After entering Xiao Yu's Mansion of Duke Song, Li Xiang started shouting at the top of his lungs.

Lao Xiao was sitting there drinking tea, but when he heard Li Xiang's shouting, he almost threw the tea bowl away.

Seeing Li Xiang enter the room, Lao Xiao scolded him in an unpleasant manner.

"Why are you howling in broad daylight?"

"This makes you look close to the teacher."

Li Xiang came forward with a smile and handed the invitation in his arms to Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu took the invitation and looked at Li Xiang suspiciously: "Is this written by a saint, or is it from Princess Jinyang?"

"Of course it was written by Grandpa." Li Xiang said proudly.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but sigh: "Meng Ze is getting more and more favored now, and he can even let the saint write an invitation for you personally..."

Li Xiang smiled and said, "Teacher, you don't know that it was my aunt who wrote the invitation for me. But when Grandmother saw it, she felt sorry for my aunt, so she wrote the invitation for me on her behalf."

Xiao Yu was obviously choked by the truth, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "You are not only here to give me the invitation, but who else are you giving it to?"

"There are those from Master Wei, and those from my great uncle." Li Xiang answered truthfully.

Xiao Yu nodded slightly and held up a finger: "It's fine if you say this to Wei Xuancheng, but don't mention Princess Jinyang to Duke Zhao."

"I understand!" Li Xiang nodded immediately. Just say half of the words, it's all the truth anyway.

I was also feeling that old ginger is still spicy...

He was also a little touched. Although Lao Xiao was a little narrow-minded, he was never confused about major issues and he really cared about him.

"Where is Aunt Xiangcheng? And Uncle?" Li Xiang asked, stretching his head.

"They went to the temple to burn incense. You came at an inopportune time." Xiao Yu took a sip of the tea bowl and said, "If you have nothing to do, please leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a childish voice outside. "Grandson greets Grandfather."

"Oh, it's Shoudao." Xiao Yu saw the young figure, smiled and nodded at him: "This is the uncle you always talk about, go and meet him."

Xiao Shoudao ran up to Li Xiang in two steps and bowed to him.

"My younger brother Xiao Shoudao greets you, brother!"

Li Xiang quickly helped the child up, and looking at his admiring expression, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Old Xiao's expression became even more complicated. He originally thought that this grandson had just heard of Li Xiang's name, but now it seems... he is actually a die-hard fan of Li Xiang.

Forget it...

Xiao Shoudao looked at Li Xiang with sparkling eyes and said with reverence: "Brother, you silenced Kong Jijiu in the Liangyi Hall that day and defeated my grandfather with just one word. You are truly a hero!"

Li Xiang: …

So filial piety is a tradition in our Tang Dynasty, right?

With a sound of "Eina", the mountains and rivers turned green, and Lao Xiao's expression became even greener.

I'm so upset. I never expected that my grandson would be a traitor...

"If you have nothing else to do, don't bother your brother." Xiao Yu was tired but did not forget to change his address, "He still has things to do."

"Teacher, let Shoudao play with me. I think he will get along well." Li Xiang smiled and rubbed Xiao Shoudao's head.

Xiao Shoudao was the second son of his aunt, Princess Xiangcheng. In terms of relationship, he was also his cousin, so they were naturally close.

Seeing his grandson's eager eyes, Xiao Yu could only sigh and wave his hand to signal him to get out.

When the two of them left the mansion, Xiao Yu showed a triumphant smile on his face.

Xiao Shoudao was the second son and was destined not to inherit the title of Duke of Song.

But hey, playing with Li Xiang more often definitely has its benefits.

Of course Li Xiang understood what Xiao Yu meant, but he had no intention of refusing.

Loving parents will plan for their children in the long run. As a grandfather, it is understandable that Old Xiao has such thoughts. Besides, Xiao Yu has helped him a lot, and he should be nicer to his grandson in return.

After bringing Xiao Shoudao back to the mansion where the playboys were staying, Li Xiang introduced them to each other.

Xiao Shoudao had a very cheerful personality, and seemed to have inherited half of his grandfather's. He did not learn the stubborn and hard character of a stubborn stone, but he inherited the ability to socialize, and soon he became very close to the playboys.

Seeing Xiao Shoudao integrate into the group, Li Xiang felt relieved and continued to walk towards Wei Zheng's house with the invitation.

After tiptoeing into the mansion of Duke Zheng, he went to the main hall and saw Wei Zheng writing furiously at the desk.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard Wei Zheng's sour voice.

"Heh, isn't this Li Mengze, the favorite student of Duke Song Xiao Shiwen? He actually has time to come to my house?"

No, what's the matter?
Teacher, you like to eat vinegar celery, but you don’t like to eat vinegar…

"Ah? Teacher, how did you know that..." Li Xiang clenched his claws, speechless.

Wei Zheng put his pen on the table and snorted, "How could I not know? Your Master Xiao came back from Lizheng Hall today, and the first thing he did was to show off in my house, saying that he had chosen a good character for you and asked me to appreciate it!"

Chuo, this is a step on the face, no wonder Lao Wei is so dissatisfied...

"Teacher, calm down, calm down..."

Li Xiang immediately stepped forward and pretended to be helpless to explain: "It is said that the heaven, earth, the emperor, parents and teachers are the most important. Today's incident happened suddenly, and I can't refuse, right?"

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