Chapter 470： : Backhand subdue Li Lizhi!

In their eyes, Li Chengfeng can be said to be the golden dragon of Datang.

If they can be taken in by Li Chengfeng, then they will have a bright future for the rest of their lives, and they will have no worries about food and clothing.

"Thank you, thank you all the beauties and sisters for the gifts. This prince will accept these gifts!"

"Ah, I hate it, the eighth prince actually calls her beautiful sister? I hate it..."

"Hahaha!"

Li Chengfeng grinned happily from ear to ear.

He uses modern free and easy spoken language to amuse the shy girls in ancient times, which really has a different kind of fun.

"Cough cough, cough cough..."

However, Li Shimin's face in the carriage was actually very ugly.

Haven't gotten off the carriage yet? The limelight was all given away by Li Chengfeng?

I finally came to Chang'an Avenue openly and aboveboard, surrounded by so many people? Haven't you been welcomed by the people yet? But all the limelight was taken away by Li Chengfeng?

Yes, you asked me to distribute food to the common people.

The good people let you do it, isn't it me who distributes the food?

Hmph, these white-eyed wolves!

Li Shimin's sullen expression was on his face.

"Ahem, Feng'er, is it okay? Put your head back quickly, don't you know that it's dangerous to stick your head out when riding a carriage?"

Li Shimin reminded.

"Okay, come back now!"

Li Chengfeng withdrew his little head, and then held a large group of colorful things in his hands.

These things are basically all given by women from the Tang Dynasty.

There are pink sachets, high-quality tea leaves, and even love letters from girls, with a hairpin on it?

"Sniff, smells so fragrant!"

Li Lizhi sniffed the scent of the sachet on Li Chengfeng's body, with an envious expression on his face.

Then she also looked up and went out to say hello to the people, but there was no young man who gave her a gift?

In fact, it's not that those men don't want to give it away, but they dare not give it away.

The person Li Lizhi is the Princess Changle of the Tang Dynasty. They are just little ordinary people in Chang'an City, who give gifts to Princess Changle? It's like a toad wants to eat swan meat.

If the emperor ordered someone to beat him up before the gift was sent out, then the loss outweighed the gain!

"Changle, what are you doing? Are you fooling around like your brother?"

Li Shimin scolded Li Lizhi.

Li Lizhi then turned around and returned to the workshop, snorted, and said, "Humph, father, this is not fair. Why do so many women give him gifts as soon as Brother Feng'er greets him? But I don't have any? Why? No one gave me a gift?"

Li Shimin stroked his beard, then spread his hands and said with a smile, "I don't have either!"

"This is different!" Li Lizhi continued to say aggrievedly: "Feng'er is the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty, Princess Changle of the Tang Dynasty in the bedroom, why did the common people give gifts to Brother Feng'er? But I didn't receive a single gift." ? Huh, that's not fair!"

Li Lizhi immediately felt very wronged.

And Li Chengfeng raised his hand

continue reading! One of the sachets in the bag was given to Li Lizhi, and said: "Sister Changle, this is a sachet for you!"

"Come, come, come, Xiao Wu, too!"

With that said, Li Chengfeng picked up another sachet and handed it to Wu Xu.

"Father also has one, father, you can also get one!" Li Chengfeng didn't care whether others wanted it or not, so he forced it into Li Shimin's hand.

Li Shimin had no choice but to refuse.

"There are still two sachets, how about giving one to Prime Minister Wei Zheng?"

Li Chengfeng looked at the two red sachets in his hand, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Hearing this, Wei Zheng's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "Eh, the eighth prince, the old minister also has a share? The old minister..."

However, before Wei Zheng finished speaking, Li Chengfeng said: "I think it's better to forget it, Prime Minister Wei Zheng, you are quite old, and this kind of sachet for girls is not suitable for you!"

"Ding, the discomfort from Wei Zheng, the naughty value is 199!"

Seeing Wei Zheng's uncomfortable appearance, Li Chengfeng couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing.

In fact, he was deliberately teasing Wei Zheng.

What kind of sachet does a bad old man want? Make yourself so fragrant? He will definitely be beaten by his wife when he goes back, so Li Chengfeng is doing it for Wei Zheng's good.

But actually Wei Zheng felt uncomfortable.

Originally, he thought that the eighth prince would give him one, but in the end he still didn't.

"Wow, Brother Feng'er, this hairpin of yours is so pretty, can you give it to me?"

Li Lizhi looked enviously at the hairpin in Li Chengfeng's hand.

The hairpin in between was wrapped in a piece of colorful brocade cloth.

Li Chengfeng is not a chestnut person either, so he casually gave the hairpin to Li Lizhi, saying: "Take it, I'll give it to you, Sister Changle!"

"Well, thank you Brother Feng'er!"

Li Lizhi smiled happily.

But when Li Lizhi opened the brocade cloth, her eyes widened.

Because she saw that there was a love poem written on the cloth?

Li Lizhi immediately burst out laughing, and said with a smile: "Wow, brother Feng'er, someone wrote a love poem for you, Father, look at it, someone wrote a love poem for brother Feng'er, let me read it!"

Li Lizhi read: "The autumn wind blows a pair of birds..."

"puff…"

Before Li Lizhi finished speaking, UU Reading Li Chengfeng just took a sip of tea and sprayed it out.

You tell me this is poetry? Come on.

Others need money to write poetry, but you need money to write poetry.

I don't know if it was written by that girl? Li Chengfeng was shocked when he opened his mouth.

Uneducated, it's terrible.

"Brother Feng'er, what's the matter with you?" Li Li asked puzzledly at Li Chengfeng.

"Ahem, I'm fine, you continue!"

After speaking, Li Chengfeng continued to drink tea.

Li Lizhi continued: "The autumn wind blows a pair of birds, and the mandarin ducks and butterflies dance together. I hope that the little girl in your favor will accompany you to the end of the world from now on!"

"Pfft..." Li Chengfeng spit out the tea in his mouth again, and said, "Don't read it, don't read it, what kind of nonsense is it written? I am only six years old, so I wrote these things to me all i hear

continue reading! Goosebumps are up! "

Originally, Li Chengfeng thought it was quite interesting, and planned to open the next hairpin to see what was written on the brocade cloth?

After Li Lizhi's thought, Li Chengfeng didn't even have the mood to open up.

"Hahaha, look, Father, brother Feng'er is blushing!"

Li Lizhi, Li Shimin and others all burst into laughter.

And Li Chengfeng blushed, completely embarrassed by that poem.

Can this be called poetry? Li Chengfeng felt ashamed to say it?

"Haha, Brother Feng'er, I didn't expect you to blush? Come on, show me the next hairpin brocade cloth, what is written on it?"

"No, no one will!"

Li Chengfeng directly hid all the hairpins in the pockets of his jacket.

Seeing that Li Chengfeng refused to give it, Li Lizhi was about to go up and grab it, but Li Lizhi was subdued by Li Chengfeng with her backhand.