Chapter 2 The little baby is not moral

This little kid dares to give them questions in a shameless way.

Cheng Yaojin said disdainfully: "Children, just ask questions. Don't talk about three questions. Even if there are thirty, it's okay."

The little boy put his hands on his hips and pointed at Li Shimin and asked, "How many heads does a sheep have?"

Hearing this question, Li Shimin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This little boy was weird and tricky. He was really afraid that he would have some tricky and weird questions that would make him unable to answer.

By then, it will be really embarrassing.

Li Shimin said with a smile: "A head."

The little boy pointed at Cheng Yaojin again and asked, "How many legs does a sheep have?"

Cheng Yaojin smiled proudly and said, "Wow, four legs, what's the problem? If you have the ability, you will have a hard time."

The little boy glanced at him with a squint, snorted, pointed at Changsun Wuji and asked, "How much hair does a sheep have?"

Um?

This made Changsun Wuji stunned.

Why? It’s that simple to ask the questions of the Emperor and Cheng Yaojin, but it’s so difficult for me?

Who knows how much hair is on the sheep?

Seeing that Changsun Wuji couldn't answer, the little boy said proudly: "You can't answer, you're willing to accept the loss of the bet, and come with three candied haws."

Changsun Wuji said with a dark face: "This question doesn't count. No one can count how many hairs there are on the sheep. A question without answers cannot be considered as being unable to answer them."

The little boy sneered: "Knowing what you know, but not knowing what you don't know, is knowing. You are obviously stupid, but you don't know, so you say that there is no answer to this question. It's really shameless."

Changsun Wuji asked with a dark face: "You know the answer, why don't you tell me it? How much hair does the sheep have on them?"

The little boy curled his lips and said, "This is not simple, he is covered in fur!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahahaha! Hahaha!"

Hearing the answer, Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but laugh.

Especially Cheng Yaojin, he was almost laughing.

At the same time, I was secretly shocked. This little boy was so weird.

Fortunately, the question I just asked about Changsun’s silver coins. If I asked me, I would have to be ugly.

Changsun Wuji's face became even darker.

But there is a priest here, and he is not easy to have an attack.

Changsun Wuji couldn't help but say, "Your answer is obviously a mess. What is the hair on your body? Or is there no specific number? Can this also be called the answer?"

The little boy said angrily: "You are cheating! Humph! Don't you want specific numbers? I'll ask you another question, will you dare to answer?"

Changsun Wuji really wanted to say that he didn't dare. This little boy was weird and tricky. He fell into his trap if he was not careful. He was so gentle.

But the Emperor was by his side, and he couldn't say he didn't dare, otherwise he would seem too shameless.

Changsun Wuji couldn't help but say lightly: "Why don't you dare?"

The little boy bent down, picked up a few stones on the ground, then clenched his fists and asked Changsun Wuji: "Guess how many stones I have in my hand? If I guess correctly, I will give you two stones. If I guess correctly, you have to give me three strings of candied haws!"

Before Changsun Wuji could answer, Li Shimin smiled and said, "Little boy, you have already told the answer yourself!"

Cheng Yaojin then beat his chest and stamped his feet, "Oh, why did you tell me it yourself!"

A little baby is a little baby. No matter how smart it is, it is no small baby.

Changsun Wuji was confident and said with great confidence: "You have two stones in your hand."

The little boy spread his hands and said contemptuously: "Hmph, but I only have a stone in my hand."

The three of them looked down and there was indeed only one stone on the little boy's palm.

hiss!

This little guy is so weird and tricky?

He actually deceived all three of them at the same time.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but stare at the dog and asked in a daze: "Little baby, didn't you just say that you had two stones in your hand? Why is there only one?"

The little boy said contemptuously: "Oh, I said I would believe a hundred stones in my hand, will you also believe it?"

"Since I'm giving you a test, do you think I'll tell you the correct answer? Alas, you're really well-developed and simple-minded."

"You! You little baby, you don't have martial ethics!"

The little boy smiled, looked at Changsun Wuji, and reached out and said, "You have no reason to argue again this time, right? Hurry up, bring the candied haws!"

Changsun Wuji had a dark face and his toes were slamming the ground. Now he was almost deducting a three-entry house.

There are no candied haws here, so where can I go to buy candied haws for you?

I wanted to give the kid some copper coins, but it seemed that I didn't bring any money on him.

Changsun Wuji, the head of the civil servants of the Tang Dynasty, had thousands of yuan in his mansion, so why did he need to buy things himself?

Of course, there is no need to bring money on it.

But now, there is really no way to end.

At this moment, a woman was walking towards her and shouting as she walked: "Haoran, Haoran, who are you talking to? Come home quickly."

Hearing this voice, Li Shimin's body couldn't help but stiffen.

He was so familiar with this voice, it was clearly the voice of Li Lizhi, his beloved Princess Changle.

Is the beautiful child the tricky and weird child in front of you?

Is this little boy his grandson?

At this time, the woman had already walked closer.

At this moment, there was only the little boy in front of her. She quickly walked to the little boy, squatted down, and took the little boy into her arms.

Then he blamed, "Haoran, didn't you let you be at home? You ran around again? He said, are you playing with them again?"

The little boy couldn't help but say, "Mom, I don't play such a mentally retarded game with them. If you don't believe me, look at me, are you clean?"

"Mom, that man lost the bet with me just now. He still owes me three candied haws and didn't give me it."

Hearing this, the woman couldn't help but look up and suddenly saw the three people in front of her. Her face changed drastically and her whole body became stiff.

After a while, she realized, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said in tears: "The unfilial daughter has paid homage to her father. I haven't seen her for a few years. How good is her father's health?"

Father?

Hearing these two words, an incredible look suddenly appeared on the little boy's face.

It was indeed Li Lizhi.

After not seeing each other for a few years, Li Lizhi has become a wife and a mother, and is no longer the smart and cute little girl he remembers.

At this time, Li Lizhi looked a little like her mother, Empress Changsun.

Li Shimin couldn't help but blush his eyes. He couldn't help but scold: "I'm not dead yet, I'm not angry with you yet!"

"Where are my father in your eyes when you do what you do yourself?"

Li Lizhi cried bitterly, and Li Shimin almost cried, and he was forced to endure it.

The little boy couldn't help but gently pull his mother's arm and asked, "Mom, who is he?"

Li Lizhi immediately introduced: "This is your mother's father, or your grandfather? Why don't you give your Majesty a greeting?"

The little boy immediately said happily: "Are you my grandfather?"
Chapter completed!