In the fourth year of Zhenguan, Li Shimin fell into deep thought when he looked at his six-year-old son Li Xiao, who was wearing a big gold chain and holding a flower in his mouth.
"Father, are the Turks coming to borrow food again?" Li Xiao blew out a smoke ring.
"Guizi, that's an invasion!" Li Er gritted his teeth.
"I understand, I'll collect some protection money."
The next day, good news came: the six-year-old prince Li Xiao had captured the Turkic Khan alive and emptied the Turkic king's tent!
The civil and military forces of the entire dynasty were horrified!
Not only is Li Xiao's strength worth the ceiling, he is also extremely protective of his shortcomings. Anyone who dared to mess with him and Xiao Sizi would be thrown into sacks, or hung on the city wall to blow the wind.
Changsun Wuji: "Your Highness, I really don't have the money to pay the protection fee!"
Cheng Yaojin: "Brother, give me a sip of this Huazi!"
Li Shimin collapsed and shouted: "My country has been led astray! But he can suppress all countries by himself, what can I do? I can only pamper him!"
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