The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

"Okay, the mystery has been solved. Old Li, you can go back!" After coming for a while, Zhao Chen stood up, poured out the poisonous wine, put away the poisonous feathers, and then said to Li Shimin.

Li Shimin has not come back to his senses yet.

Zhao Chen's operation just now overturned his entire understanding of silver needle poison testing.

Zhao Chen immediately opened his mouth to chase people away, which made Li Shimin even more stunned. .??.

"How do you know these things?" Li Shimin asked.

He was certain that no one in the civil and military dynasties knew these things.

How could Zhao Chen, a sixteen-year-old boy, even know this kind of thing?

"Isn't this common sense?" Zhao Chen muttered.

"What?" Li Shimin didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing. Try some new things when you have nothing to do. You will find that many things are different from what you thought." Zhao Chen smiled and looked at Li Shimin.

Li Shimin's face twitched.

How could he not understand that Zhao Chen was laughing at him and even wanted to drive him away.

"Old Li Tou, it's getting late now. You have to handle Lon Qin's affairs properly."

"By the way, you can let Gao Yuanjing's wife go back, and I won't keep you here."

"Go!"

Zhao Chen waved his hands and said with a smile.

In his heart, he was accusing Lao Litou of not being able to see at all.

He has made it so obvious, why is he still sitting here.

"Old Cheng, go and deal with what Zhao Chen just said. I will have a candle-night talk with Zhao Chen tonight and won't go back." Li Shimin turned around and said to Cheng Yaojin.

…

Gao Yuanjing returned to his house, his legs were broken, and now he can only sit on the couch.

Looking at the familiar room in front of him and thinking about his wife who died in prison, Gao Yuanjing burst into tears.

That was his favorite wife, but she died on her own

before.

Gao Yuanjing squeezed the quilt tightly, with a trace of hatred in his eyes.

"Sir, Duke Lu of the Tang Dynasty is here." A servant's voice came from outside.

Gao Yuanjing's expression changed, and he immediately suppressed the hatred in his eyes, trying to calm himself down.

"Invite him in." Gao Yuanjing said.

Gao Yuanjing knew that Cheng Yaojin must have been sent by the emperor.

If he showed hatred in front of Cheng Yaojin, who knows whether the Emperor of Tang Dynasty would send someone to kill him.

He even gave up his wife for the sake of his promise to the Emperor of Tang Dynasty. How could he offend Li Shimin at this time?

Cheng Yaojin walked into the room and saw Gao Yuanjing sitting on the couch with an excited look on his face.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, is here. I'm a little disappointed. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me." Gao Yuanjing said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. You have made a great contribution to the arrest of Lun Qin and others this time. His Majesty said that he will keep in mind the promise he made to you before." Cheng Yaojin said calmly.

Cheng Yaojin didn't like Gao Yuanjing in his heart.

For some benefits, even his wife can give up.

Such people have no shame at all.

"I would like to thank His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty for asking the Duke to tell His Majesty the Emperor on behalf of the villain that this villain will definitely follow His Majesty the Emperor forever in this life." Upon hearing this, Gao Yuanjing's face immediately showed a look of surprise.

Cheng Yaojin didn't believe what he said. He frowned and shouted outside, "Let her in."

Gao Yuanjing was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, he saw the door open and a familiar figure walked in.

When he looked closely, he saw that it was his wife who died in prison that day.

"Madam?" Gao Yuanjing's face was full of disbelief.

"Your Majesty is kind and kind, and the Marquis of Wannian County speaks for you and lets a death row prisoner replace your wife."

"You take a good rest." Cheng Yaojin said a few words briefly before turning to leave.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment longer.

"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. May I ask Your Majesty, who is this Wannian County Marquis?" Gao Yuanjing asked.

"You will meet soon." Cheng Yaojin's voice came in, but the person had disappeared.

"Wannian County Marquis, why have you never heard of it?"

"Why did Lu Guogong say that I and this Wannian County Marquis will meet soon?" Gao Yuanjing frowned and muttered in a low voice. .??.

…

Zhao Chen didn't expect that Old Li Tou would be so shameless.

I have already expressed my intention to see off the guests.

Fortunately for him, he walked directly to the backyard, lying on his chair, holding the storybook he snatched from Li Lizhi in his hand, smiling and looking at it in concentration.

Li Lizhi sat on the stool with an unhappy look on her face.

She was just watching it with joy, but who knew that her father would be so shameless and just steal her storybook.

It is also said that it is not good for children to watch this.

"Mother, my father bullied me." Li Lizhi cried sadly, holding the arm of Empress Changsun.

Empress Changsun glanced at the emperor who was lying in the backyard with a contented face, and secretly shook her head.

Since meeting Zhao Chen, the emperor has become less and less concerned about his image.

Today, he even tried to steal his own daughter's script.

I really don’t know what outrageous things I will do in the future.

"Azhi is fine. Mother will ask your brother Zhao Chen for a copy later. Let's prepare dinner first."

"We'll rest here tonight." Empress Changsun comforted her, and took Li Lizhi to the kitchen.

Uncle Fu knows that Empress Changsun is now

I was going to stay in the tavern that day, so I went to Dr. Xue's hospital to enjoy the autumn breeze.

Doctor Xue knew that Zhao Chen was now granted the title of Wannian County Marquis, so naturally he would not treat Uncle Fu badly.

Zhao Chen was the only one left in the tavern.

"Dangdangdang——"

There was a knock at the door.

"Sorry, it's getting late, there's no business today." Zhao Chen said casually without raising his head.

"We're not going to eat. We're here to see the county magistrate." The leader came over and stood in front of Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen looked up and saw four people looking at him.

The four of them were all dressed as wealthy businessmen, and one of them was even older.

Zhao Chen immediately understood that these people should have come to discuss the chili pepper matter with him.

Today's Chili's free event has ended.

But according to Cheng Chumo, there are still many people in the east and west cities who are inquiring about chili peppers.

The four people in front of them thought that they found out that Zhao Chen was the person behind the pepper, so they came to find him.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Zhao Chen smiled slightly, but pretended to be confused.

"My surname is Cui. Lord County Marquis, you can call me Shopkeeper Cui. I and others are here because they want to know whether the chili peppers sold by these two people in the East and West Markets of Chang'an City are made by Lord County Marquis?" The leader of the old man He said with a smile.

The light in his eyes flashed.

It's obvious that this guy is an old monster.

"Yes, this pepper is indeed made by me."

"Shopkeeper Cui has any ideas?" Zhao Chen nodded and said with a smile.

The leader, Shopkeeper Cui, couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he saw Zhao Chen admitting so frankly.

But he soon realized that the Zhao Chen in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he thought.

"The reason why we came today is to ask the County Marquis to hand over this business to us." Shopkeeper Cui looked at Zhao Chen and said slowly.