The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Li Shimin walked quickly to the outside of the main hall, and he saw the emperor standing not far away, standing on the steps with his hand holding his hand, looking towards the south.

Over there, a group of people were walking quickly towards Hanyuan Hall, and Li Shimin came to Li Yuan to give a salute. "Father, why don't you go in?"

Li Yuan turned his head, nodded at Li Shimin and smiled slightly, and raised his finger to the group of people who were getting closer, quite sighing.

"It's the emperor. Today, the prince is still in court, and the old man is not the emperor. The old man just wants to be here to see my grandson come home."

These words made Li Shimin dumb for a long time, then silently nodded, stretched out his arm to hold Li Yuan's arm and said softly.

"...The child is here with his father."

"Okay, then let's father and son, just wait here for Cheng Qian to return home." Li Yuan's face had a slightly more meaningful smile.

When he heard the uniform shouts of Manchen Wenwu listed on both sides below, both father and son saw it.

Seeing the prince Chengqian's footsteps, he paused slightly, then moved his hands to the sides and bowed, and then he continued to stride forward.

"This kid is really grown up..." Li Shimin raised his sword eyebrows, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth in a low voice.

"Yes, it's quite like the old man when he was young..." Li Yuan raised his hand to caress his long beard, his face full of affection and authenticity.

"??" Li Shimin looked at his father with a dazed expression. It took a long time to squeeze out a stiff smile, yes, your old man is happy to do it.

Li Chengqian had already seen the emperor and grandpa standing on the high platform outside Hanyuan Hall.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and it took him a long time to be sure that he was not dazzled.

He quickly lifted the front of the front and sprinted, and when he got there, he simply ran away with his big sleeves.

Those of the Manchu dynasty, civil and military, as well as some officials of the Eastern Palace, all looked at the sudden acceleration of His Royal Highness with a dazed expression.

They all saw the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty standing side by side on the steps.

Li Yuan and Li Shimin watched Li Chengqian trot all the way, then lifted their fronts and began to climb the steps.

Even though he was slapped twice, Li Chengqian gritted his teeth and continued to move forward...

Seeing his behavior that was not in line with the prince's prestige, Li Shimin surprisingly didn't open his mouth to scold him, and his face didn't lift up.

It's just rare, looking at him so kindly and warmly with a smile.

It's like seeing the eldest son who only started to walk back then, waving his hands and staggering towards him.

He even fell ashes all over, but he stood up regardless, and continued to smile happily, calling his father and running towards him.

Li Yuan glanced at Erlang and then at Chengqian, his nose sour for no reason. Fortunately, Chengqian was getting closer and closer.

Li Yuan raised his hand and rubbed his face, showing a relieved and kind smile, and stretched out his hand. "You kid, be careful..."

"Hey..." Li Chengqian smirked and patted the ashes on the front of his chest, and walked up to the platform.

Then he bowed to the ground toward the father and the emperor who came forward. "The child has seen his father and grandpa."

Li Shimin quickly stepped forward and raised his hand to pull Li Chengqian up, looking at his face that had just been wiped with sweat.

He took out a handkerchief and personally wiped the dust off his face and said gently.

"Okay, get up quickly... Look at you, this forehead sweat, I have suffered a lot today..."

Li Chengqian smiled shyly, a little uncomfortable with his father's behavior to him so intimacy, but he answered honestly.

"No, the child doesn't feel bitter. Compared to the past, this is nothing."

"Okay! This is just like the descendants of our Li family. It should have bones. It's nothing to suffer."

Hearing such an answer, Li Yuan couldn't help but happily patted Li Chengqian's shoulder lovingly.

"Father, grandpa, look, the books my grandson brought..." Following Li Chengqian's finger direction.

Li Shimin and Li Yuan looked over there and saw the hundreds of cars packed with books, which were transported here under the elite guards.

That extremely spectacular scene was Li Shimin, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncontrollable.

"These are the type printing techniques presented by Cheng Saburo. This book printed in just a few months?"

"Yes, Father, 1.4 million copies, this number is still up to seven days ago..."

Li Chengqian was also very excited. He spent all his life reading books, and he was afraid it would be difficult to finish reading.

Li Yuan looked at this scene, and suddenly grinned for some reason.

"If Cheng Sanlang is given three years and five years, maybe my people in Datang will be able to hand a copy of the "San Zi Jing"."

Li Shimin subconsciously laughed. "Father's words are extremely true, Cheng Saburo can really do such a thing."

Li Chengqian saw his father and grandfather look at each other, and burst into laughter at the same time.

Can't help but feel sorry for the conscientious brother Chu Bi. But having said that, I am afraid that Brother Chubi can have this ability.

The Manchu civil and military, staring blankly at the hundreds of carts, transporting countless books to the vicinity, only then slowly came to a halt.

Let the dignitaries and honours of the Datang have a chance to look at the more than one million volumes of books, how spectacular it is~www.wuxiaspot.com~Impossible... it is the entire bookstore in Chang'an, printed together, I am afraid there will be none In one and a half years, there was no way to print so many books. "

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A minister of the Zheng family of Xingyang Zheng shook his head in disbelief. He really couldn't understand how these books came from.

Some ministers even strode forward to the car and picked up a copy, only looking at it for the first time, and the whole person was not good.

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"San Zi Jing"...then he saw that the car filled with Quan Te Niang was the "San Zi Jing" created by Cheng Sanlang's martial artist.

With a glance, his face became darker and darker. There were dozens of large vehicles around him, all stacked with Dangdang "Three Character Classics".

"This **** kid wants to be famous and wants to be crazy, right?" A clerk next to him gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence.

"With so many prints, isn't he afraid that no one will buy it?"

"Everyone, it's all masterpieces of my Saburo, hahaha, come and take a look..."

Cheng Yaojin was overjoyed, he directly copied a stack of books, rushed back to the ranks of military officials and began to distribute them.

"Come and come, one book per person, you have a lot of dolls, and you have to open up. My family Saburo’s "Sanzi Jing" is the most suitable to open up..."

A bunch of people all looked at the cheeky general with black lines, and those vulgar martial artists were not polite, and received their hands happily.

Some people even took it directly into their arms, making the officials who had rushed over to accept them looked sore.

Want to say but dare not say. I can only urge those convoys to turn and stay away from these vulgar fighters who do not speak morality.

In the solemn atmosphere, Cheng Yaojin was completely destroyed...