"Old man... ah, no, it's my dad... ah, no, the emperor... ah, no, that father, I said I lost my memory. Do you believe it?"

Li Chengqian turned his head with a bitter face to look at the middle-aged uncle who was "rescued" by himself, and said incoherently.

Of course, now he is very sure that the person in front of him is not a middle-aged uncle at all, but the real highest head of the Tang Empire, the great Tian Khan, Li Shimin, and His Majesty Li Er!

Li Shimin had no angry expression on his face, but looked at Li Chengqian with a serious face and asked, "Do you don't even remember me?"

Li Chengqian had only one idea at this time. People were all naughty kids cheating on their fathers, but when he arrived, he finally had a cheap father, but when he met, he cheated on his son!

You are an emperor and the supreme leader of the feudal empire. Shouldn’t you be wearing a dragon robe, a crown tiled head, a majestic face, and domineering? You would wear ordinary clothes, cross your legs, and eat snacks like a ruffian?

"That, that one is not unrecognizable, but I just didn't recognize it for a while, hehe." Li Chengqian smiled embarrassedly.

A look of sadness suddenly appeared on Li Shimin's face, and he shouted loudly: "Come here, kill all the imperial physicians who treat the prince's injuries!"

Li Chengqian was stunned because at this moment he finally saw the emperor he imagined that domineering and dared not look directly at!

But he was not stunned for a long time, because Li Shimin's words made his heart tremble, and he hurriedly said, "No, don't, old man, what are you doing? I am amnesia, and it's not something that the imperial physician can cure. It's not their business. Why are you so unreasonable and want to kill someone if you speak!"

Li Chengqian's words made Li Shimin stunned for a moment, and the civil and military officials standing behind them also stared at Li Chengqian blankly.

"You said I was unreasonable?"

"Yes, your son just lost his memory, and he was not missing a short arm or a dead man. Why do you want to kill those who treat him? They serve you people every day, work hard and have no salary to get. They are already very kind and righteous. What else do you want? Besides, doctors, you will never misdiagnose hundreds of people in your life, and you are embarrassed to tell others that you are a doctor."

Li Shimin looked at Li Chengqian with a very strange expression and said nothing for a long time.

This made Li Chengqian feel a little embarrassed. He had never been looked at by a big man with such an "ambiguous" look.

"Well, this old man, um, father, I, is there anything wrong with me? Why are you always staring at me? I'm sorry." Li Chengqian lowered his head shyly and said shyly.

Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, gave Li Chengqian a trembling sound without hesitation, and said coldly: "I am your father, can you see if you can't?"

"Okay, okay, I didn't say it, don't do it?" Li Chengqian hugged his head and begged for mercy.

"Hmph!" Li Shimin snorted and turned around and walked towards the Tai Chi Hall.

Li Chengqian muttered to himself: "It's no big deal, I thought the legendary Tian Khan was so great."

Since Li Shimin had appeared, the morning court had begun. Li Chengqian also followed the ministers and walked into the Tai Chi Hall.

I saw many short tables placed neatly in the wide hall. After the ministers came in one by one, they each walked to the short table and knelt down.

But Li Chengqian stood in the hall and looked around in a daze. Seeing that others had found their place, he was embarrassed because he really didn't know where he should sit.

In desperation, Li Chengqian could only slowly walk towards the front and approach the platform higher than the court.

Although he didn't know where he was, he must be ahead. And he was expecting someone to take the initiative to remind himself so that he could solve the embarrassment perfectly.

Li Chengqian is looking forward to the appearance of the Tang Dynasty version of "Uncle Lei (Harmony) Feng"...

Unfortunately, he was almost on the stairs to the platform, but no one spoke to remind him, but instead looked at him like a monkey.

It made him sigh that Uncle Lei (Hexiong) Feng did not have it at all times!

Helplessly, Li Chengqian could only walk to a handsome guy who was about the same age as him near the left side of the platform. He smiled with a self-affinity and asked in a low voice: "Handsome guy, do you know me?"

The handsome little guy nodded blankly.

"Ha, that's great. I'll take a question for you. Where do you think I should sit?"

The handsome little guy pointed at a position in front of him with confusion on his face.

"Well, it's not bad. It seems that I didn't sleep when I went to court, so it's great." Li Chengqian pretended to pat the handsome guy on the shoulder and said.

Then, he hurried to the position where the handsome guy pointed, and sat down like everyone else.

He couldn't help but think that it was better for the Tang Dynasty. He would sit in court. Unlike after the Song Dynasty, only the emperor sat and everyone else had to stand.

Speaking of which, the palace of the Tang Dynasty was nothing, and the seat of my cheap father was not as low as the dragon throne that the emperors of the Qing Dynasty sat on, and they were also as short as those of me and others.

"The saint is here!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a sharp voice sounded, and then Li Shimin walked up to the platform and sat down.

"I'm here to pay homage to Your Majesty!" The ministers just knelt down, bowed and clasped their fists, and shouted loudly.

Of course, Li Chengqian did not make a joke of shouting "Long live, long live, long live", and he still had some understanding of the history of the Tang Dynasty.

So, although it was a few seconds later than others, Li Chengqian also bowed and bowed.

"Please be calm, do you have something to say today?" Li Shimin said lightly.

"I will report to Your Majesty, I will report this."

"Yeah, let's talk."

"Recently, all parts of Shandong..."

At first, Li Chengqian was listening enthusiastically as Li Shimin discussed state affairs with his ministers, but as he listened, he gradually lost interest.

You can imagine that a country's highest leadership decision-making body is just like the modern people's congress, but it all talks about trivial matters, such as roads in a small county in Shandong that need to be built and funded by the imperial court; an official in Hebei who wants to mourn his dead father and asks for three years of leave; a small official from the Ministry of Revenue yesterday did not pay for money, etc.

This is not the highest-level meeting in the country. It is completely a meeting at the level of a modern social neighborhood committee and a township level, and it is not a formal meeting.

What is the result of losing interest? Recalling when I was a student, I encountered a class that I was not interested in. The teacher talked endlessly, and the classmates below...
Chapter completed!