The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Li Shimin took a look at Li Ji, then turned his head to look at the Cheng family's oldest third Ledao, who had just been in office for more than half a year.

　　 "This is reasonable, but you can actually win Li Qing, it's really not easy...Come here, the old man will compare you."

　　 "It's better for my nephew to be respectful than fate, I don't know which side you choose, uncle?" Cheng Chubi is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and does not have stage fright at all.

　　 Li Ji, who had already lost two games in a row, handed the long pole to Li Shimin somewhat unluckily. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

　　 "Your Majesty should be careful. Although this kid has never been on the battlefield, he still has the ability to talk about soldiers on paper."

　　 "???" Cheng Chubi's face went black. I'm not Zhao Kuo when I talk about soldiers on paper.

　　 But in view of the fact that the elder obviously loses and wants to hit someone, Cheng Chubi decides to forgive him for his little disrespect.

　　 Also, it is common for those old men to squat by the side of the road and play chess. It is not unusual for the spectators to be red-faced, even if they lose anxiously, there are no shortage of them.

　　 Cheng Chubi still remembers that when he was upstairs in the school dormitory, he occasionally saw him under the nearby overpass.

　　 Those old chess players changed their mouths to their hands for a one-piece fight. Gee tee...very vigorous and energetic.

　　 So, the experience of life is the trajectory of human growth.

　　 To know more about the wind and rain in society, you have to learn to ride on the wall and bend over, and you have to know how the wind blows on both sides.

　　 Hearing what Li Ji said, Li Shimin became more and more interested. "Alright, I am still worried that the opponent is too weak, come...

　　 The old man is just like Li Qing, and he is picky. "

　　 "If you use my Datang, even if you win over your kid, I'm afraid you will not be convinced."

　　 The spring breeze blows, the drums are beaten, and who is afraid of war chess. This time, Li Ji became a referee, responsible for recording and scoring.

　　 And Cheng Chubi, the battlefield white Ding, started a sandbox duel with Li Shimin, the horse emperor.

　　 At the beginning, Li Shimin was aggressive, commanding Tuyuhun's army, attacking and fighting all the way.

　　 Cheng Chubi was completely at a disadvantage, but as the battle situation developed, Li Shimin suddenly noticed a problem.

　　 Every time, I saw that I could get a hearty victory, but this kid was so calm and scared.

　　 will always drop the bait in a timely manner, or he will be very decisive by docking his tail to survive, saving a few vital points in Longxi.

　　 persisted until the arrival of the reinforcements, but then, Li Shimin expected that the concentrated and superior forces to attack and fiercely did not appear.

　　 This kid is so stable that he is shockingly sound, even as the battle progresses, this kid is not attracted by the bait that Li Shimin throws down.

　　 is a steady and steady step by step. In the end, Li Shimin can only be forced to pound the ground with a long pole in a dark face to show his defeat.

　　 However, Li Shimin quickly recovered, stroking his long beard, and looking at the Cheng Saburo who was happily overturning the two famous generals in order to be able to play wargames.

　　 "This kid really has two brushes, but the old man thinks this kid has a problem with his soldiers."

　　 Seeing that Li Shimin could only throw a shot and surrender, Li Ji, who was finally in a little calm mood, heard this and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

　　 "There is a problem with the use of troops? Why did your Majesty say this?"

　　 Li Shimin shook his head slowly, and then decided to think about it in another direction.

　　 "It's not easy to describe, so I have to look at it again. Come to Cheng Saburo, change the old man to command Datang, and you command Tuyuhun soldiers and horses?"

　　 Li Ji soon saw another wonderful fight. What surprised him most was Cheng Saburo's retreat after the arrival of Datang's reinforcements.

　　 Every time he backed away, he would not hesitate to use the least sacrifice in exchange for the space and time to escape.

　　 In the end, this kid was not completely wiped out by His Majesty's sharp use of troops, and finally led a small number of soldiers and horses to escape from the land of Longxi.

　　 Although Li Shimin won this round, there was not much joy on his face. Instead, he raised his brows and looked at Cheng Chubi carefully.

　　 Seeing Cheng Chubi twisted his neck uncomfortably. "Is there something wrong with my nephew?"

　　 "The old man would like to ask you, just now, what was your mood during the war game?"

　　 "Mood?" Cheng Chubi was a little confused, and finally gave an answer after thinking for a long time. "It's very happy to win, but not so happy to lose."

　　 "Nothing else?"

　　 "Other?" Cheng Chubi looked at Li Shimin confusedly. What else can there be?

　　 "Oh, by the way, my nephew admires your uncle's superb commander skills. It's a big deal, and it really makes my nephew like a sea of ​​swords..."

　　 Seeing the **** that Cheng Chubi opened his mouth, Li Shimin and Li Ji both had black lines on their faces.

　　 Fortunately, Li Shimin is not good at losing after losing. After all, it will be mistaken for others to think that his Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty cannot afford to lose.

　　 Even after losing, he beat his juniors with a brutal attack. Well...too low prices and too shameful.

　　 Li Shimin looked disgusted with authenticity. "Stop talking nonsense, the old man asked you to say that you didn't feel like slap-up."

　　 "Mood?" Cheng Chubi was fascinated. Should I be in the mood?

　　 Is this mood low, depressed, or excited or joyful? Boss, would you like to give me a hint?

　　 Seeing Cheng Chubi's dull look, Li Shimin was really powerless to spit out, so he waved his hand helplessly.

　　 "Okay, your kid is good, um... You have been working hard these past two days~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Let's go back and rest... This sand table and war game deduction, the old man will not say anything."

　　 "Wait until these good things are handed over to Duke Wei, and the war is over."

　　 Cheng Chubi just left the courtyard with a confused mind, a little bit confused about what Uncle Li meant.

　　It is a good thing to be able to go home, and Cheng Chubi is not willing to squat with these two moody Uncle Li.

　　 The same was true of Li Ji just now. He was not happy to let him pick Tang Jun, and he was not happy if he won, what kind of person.

　　Can't you admit that the wargame technique is not as good as mine?

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　　 "What did your majesty see?" When Cheng Chubi left the courtyard, Li Ji asked Li Shimin.

　　 Li Shimin took a pole and pointed to the sand table road where the general situation was determined and the outcome was divided. "This kid gives me the feeling that he really regards military affairs as a game."

　　 Li Ji was taken aback for a moment, and he came over. "Your Majesty's meaning, the minister understands."

　　 Li Shimin tapped the solid wooden edge of the sand table with his hands, thoughtfully and authentic.

　　"I think Cheng Saburo’s style of chess is no longer described as sound, but it should be said that this kid really regarded the chess piece as a chess piece.

　　He is not considering the deaths and injuries of his subordinates, but only considering the outcome of the game. "

　　 Hearing Li Ji heard Li Shimin's words, he stroked the long beard deeply. "It seems that this kid is another Zhao Kuo."

　　 "……"