The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

"Our prince is really amazing." Some of the generals were already talking quietly.

He is still young, but he has such a demeanor and such skills in such a big occasion and in front of everyone. He is really extraordinary.

Many people saw Li Chengqian's move and felt that a tiger father will have a dog son.

Li Shimin sat high on the stage, and the reactions of the people below were clear.

Looking at their looks, Li Shimin was also happy and proud.

He is worthy of being his eldest son, and will inherit the throne of the Tang Dynasty in the future.

When the civil officials saw such a prince, they also showed expectations and satisfaction on their faces. The prince is the foundation of the country besides the emperor, and it is related to the government, the world, and the people's hearts.

Now that the prince is excellent, many officials in the court are relieved.

Li Chengqian adjusted his shooting angle, but he was still slightly inferior to Yuchi Gong and Cheng Yaojin. He hit the dough in the plate three times.

"Good!"

When Li Chengqian hit it, cheers rang out in the whole hall, and everyone clapped their hands to congratulate.

Li Shimin also smiled.

Li Chengqian put away his small bow, bowed to everyone, and then turned to walk down the steps and bowed to Li Shimin.

"Good, my son Chengqian, although it took three shots to hit, it's a courageous thing for you to stand up at such a young age. Reward!" Li Shimin waved his hand.

The eunuch in the hall brought a plate of dough to the table where Li Chengqian was.

Li Chengqian also turned back to his seat and sat next to Li Fu again.

"Uncle Wang, Chengqian was too nervous just now." Li Chengqian said, "I'm a little embarrassed. Otherwise, if you adjust it the second time, you can hit it."

"Didn't you hear what your uncle said just now? You are very good. You are very brave to stand up and participate in such occasions. As for how many times you hit it, it's just a game played during the festival. There is nothing to be nervous about. When you get used to such occasions in the future, your heart will be calm and your mentality will be adjusted. Then maybe you can hit it in one shot." Li Fu smiled and said, "Everyone has a first time. It's normal to be nervous."

"Yes, big brother, big brother is very powerful." Qingque on the side also praised. If it were him, he would not even have the courage to stand up just now.

"Uncle Wang, Qingque, try this dough." Li Chengqian brought the plate between the two.

Didn't you say you wanted to eat it just now?

Li Taile picked up a dough and started to show off.

Li Fu looked at the dough, which looked like a sesame ball. He was also curious about its taste, so he tried one.

The powder ball is made of glutinous rice, coated with a layer of sesame seeds, and fried in hot oil.

It is fried glutinous rice balls.

It tastes quite fragrant.

"Delicious." Li Fu smiled and said, "Thanks to Cheng Qian, otherwise Uncle Wang would not be able to eat such delicious powder balls today."

Li Chengqian listened to his uncle Wang's praise, and watched Uncle Wang and his brother eating happily, and he was also very happy.

The Dragon Boat Festival banquet lasted for a long time, and most of them were entertainment items for court officials, such as shooting powder balls and fighting with herbs.

Fighting with herbs is also called fighting grass. It is a game that uses the names of flowers and plants. It is divided into "civil fight" and "martial fight". Fighting with herbs first started with "martial fight". When fighting, pick some grass or flowers with "grass heads" and tie them into knots. Both sides put them on each other, and then pull them. Whoever's flowers and plants are broken loses.

This game, Li Fu saw, he had played it when he was a child. This thing has been passed down for thousands of years.

"Literary fight" means that everyone brings all kinds of flowers and plants that they have collected, and then one person reports a name of a flower or plant, and the other person takes out a flower or plant and answers the name of the flower or plant, and the "fight" continues until the final result is determined. The result of this kind of "literary fight" is mostly whoever collects more flowers and plants and has the most complete types of flowers and plants will be the winner. In order to collect more flowers and plants, many ancient people often searched all over the mountains and rivers.

The game of fighting grass began in the Han Dynasty. It was called stepping on a hundred grasses during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. It was not until the Tang Dynasty that it was called fighting grass or fighting a hundred grasses.

The "literary fight" in fighting grass often reports the names of flowers and grasses in the form of antithesis, which is both intellectual and literary. Not only do you have to remember and collect a lot of flowers and plants, but you also have to be smart and know antithesis.

When Li Fu was a child, it was a simple fight. The two of them found grass or leaves, and it depended on who could hold on without falling.

Sometimes when he found a "treasure", he would be like a man standing guard against ten thousand men, and it was no problem for him to fight ten enemies alone.

The people in the palace were fighting against the herb, and Li Fu could not join in. Firstly, he was not prepared, and secondly, he did not have many words to say in a literary fight, so he simply focused on looking after the children.

But as time passed, the adultsThe two children were bored and couldn't sit still after all the fun.

But the banquet was still going on, and it was not easy for them to leave now.

Li Tai regretted that he had come to this banquet.

Why did it take so long?

And those songs and dances, it seemed that there was nothing good to see.

Thinking that his elder brother would be present at such occasions in the future, and unlike himself, his elder brother could not avoid it, Li Tai looked at Li Chengqian with some pity.

Li Chengqian was puzzled by Li Tai's inexplicably pitiful eyes.

"Qingque, what's wrong?" Li Chengqian asked.

Li Tai shook his head: "Nothing, I just think the banquet is boring, and it's so pitiful to think that my elder brother can't avoid it in the future."

Hearing Li Tai's words, the smile on Li Chengqian's face gradually disappeared, and he put on an expression that was uglier than crying.

Li Fu smiled and shook his head slightly.

This child, always telling the truth.

After finally getting through the banquet, the two children around Li Fu were almost exhausted. The afternoon sun was scorching, and they were prone to dozing off and feeling sleepy after eating so much at noon.

Li Fu handed the children to Li Shimin.

"Let the children sleep for a while after returning home today. They ate a lot at noon and are already sleepy. If we force them to study in the afternoon, I'm afraid they won't be in such good spirits. Let them have a good rest." Li Fu said.

"Well, we won't let them go to school in the afternoon. After all this trouble, I can see that the children are still too young." Li Shimin also smiled.

He was very happy today.

He was happy that Li Chengqian stood up and shot powder balls, which made him, his father, look good.

Li Shimin was happy today and drank a lot of wine, but with his alcohol tolerance, he was not drunk.

He ordered the eunuchs to take the two children back to Lizheng Hall and hand them over to the queen, and he had to go to Liangyi Hall to read the memorials.

Most of the memorials submitted today were sent to Chang'an by local officials to ask about the well-being of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Li Fu also left the palace and took a carriage home to rest. The banquet was too tiring.