Tang Dynasty: Taking the Empress Dowager to a brothel, Father Emperor, what a coincidence!

"Your Highness, which place should we go to first?"

Xiao Shunzi asked for instructions.

"The Duke of Qi's mansion. With such a good opportunity, I would definitely consider my own people."

Li Chengqian, accompanied by the Eastern Palace Guards, headed in a grand procession toward the Duke of Qi's residence.

In the Duke's Mansion of Qi.

Changsun Chong was hunched over his desk, copying the Book of Rites.

"When will this ever end? That jerk Gao Ming has made me stay in the house for another six months."

Changsun Chong wrote while muttering curses.

Before he could finish speaking, the steward of the manor pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Young Master! His Highness the Crown Prince is here again."

Without a second thought, Changsun Chong crawled under the desk.

When Li Chengqian walked in, he didn't see anyone.

He looked directly under the desk.

"Cousin, what are you doing? Quick, someone come and help my cousin out."

Two guards immediately went over and dragged Changsun Chong out from under the desk.

"Let me go! I'd rather die than go out."

Changsun Chong grabbed the table leg and roared.

Li Chengqian squatted down and patted Changsun Chong's cheek:

"Cousin, don't be afraid. I'm not here to cause trouble today; I'm here to give you a bright future."

Changsun Chong shook his head rapidly:

"I don't care about my future. I just want to stay at home and copy books."

"That's not up to you."

Li Chengqian stood up.

"My father has granted me permission to lead the expedition to Liaodong and has specially permitted me to make decisions on the spot and select the officers to accompany me."

I believe you, cousin, possess extraordinary talent and are a rare military genius, which is why I have come to recruit you into the army.

Changsun Chong was so angry he almost fainted.

Go to Liaodong to fight Goguryeo?

I've never even killed a chicken before. Wouldn't I be offering myself up as food if I went there?

"Your Highness! What is your intention in forcing your way into my residence with your troops?"

At this moment, Changsun Wuji ran to the door of the study and saw his son being supported. He angrily questioned him.

Li Chengqian smiled and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture:

"My uncle has come at the perfect time. I was just about to take my cousin to serve in the army."

"Didn't my uncle strongly recommend me for the position of commander-in-chief in court? I figured this was such a good opportunity to gain military merit, so of course I had to bring my family along."

Changsun Wuji's lips began to twitch uncontrollably.

"Your Highness's kindness is deeply appreciated by this old minister."

Chong'er is unruly by nature and has no strength to even kill a chicken; if he goes, he will only be a burden to the army.

Your Highness, you should seek someone more capable.

Changsun Wuji directly refused.

Li Chengqian walked to Changsun Wuji's side and whispered:

"Uncle, if you don't agree, I will post that confession on the city gate of Chang'an right now, so that the whole world can admire the Duke of Qi's literary talent."

Changsun Wuji felt like he was going crazy.

That little brat always uses that confession to threaten me.

But I can't help but accept it.

However, he then thought that he should send a squad of assassins to infiltrate the army and secretly protect his son.

When the army is defeated, why not have the elite guards protect Changsun Chong and help him escape back to Chang'an?

Li Chengqian died on the battlefield, while Changsun Chong was able to earn a reputation for loyalty and bravery.

This qualification is practically free.

After weighing the pros and cons, Changsun Wuji said with a stern face:

"Since Your Highness values ​​Chong'er so much, that is his good fortune."

"Chong'er, why don't you go with His Highness to the army and gain some experience?"

When Changsun Chong heard that his own father had actually agreed, he was almost driven mad.

He rushed forward, grabbed Changsun Wuji's leg, and burst into tears:

"Father, are you crazy? That's Liaodong. People will die there."

You're sending your son to his death! Am I even your biological son?

Changsun Wuji kicked him away in disgust:

"You good-for-nothing. Going to the army to see the world will do you nothing but benefit."

Changsun Chong felt like his world had collapsed.

Could it be that my father has another child outside?

Is he even more successful than me?

Otherwise, why would he abandon himself as the eldest son?

As for Changsun Huan?

That grandson is even more of a spoiled brat than his elder brother.

Hopeless.

Li Chengqian pulled Changsun Chong up, put his arm around his shoulder, and said:

"Cousin, why are you crying? Would I ever hurt you?"

Changsun Chong complained, looking aggrieved:

"When have you ever not hurt me?"

Li Chengqian continued earnestly:

"Don't worry, the job I've arranged for you is definitely a safe and easy one."

You will be in charge of overseeing the transport of the grain supplies.

Changsun Chong was taken aback: "Escorting grain supplies?"

"yes."

Li Chengqian patiently and skillfully guided him.

"While the army fights desperately at the front, you manage the supplies in the rear. The enemy won't even see your face."

You're living the high life, and once I win the battle, you, the supply officer, will be the one to deserve the credit.

This is practically free military merit; I only gave you this good job because we're relatives.

Changsun Chong stopped crying and began to get agitated.

In the rear, there's no need to fight on the front lines, and there's plenty of good food.

Only a fool wouldn't go.

"Is everything you're saying true?"

"I am the Crown Prince, and my word is law."

Changsun Chong immediately smiled and agreed:

"Then I'll go. Thank you for your kind offer, Your Highness."

Changsun Wuji, who was standing next to him, almost had a heart attack from listening to this.

Supervising and escorting grain and fodder?

According to the military law of the Tang Dynasty, if there was any problem with the supplies, the escorting officer would be the first to be beheaded as a sacrifice to the flag.

Li Chengqian wasn't offering military merits; he was clearly using his son as a hostage to force Changsun Wuji to stay away from the grain supplies.

"Your Highness! Absolutely not!"

Changsun Wuji hurriedly shouted,

"Chong'er is extremely bad at math. He can't even manage the household accounts properly, let alone the army's provisions."

Li Chengqian, with his arm around Changsun Chong, smiled at Changsun Wuji and said:

"Uncle is too modest. My cousin can even calculate the tips for the top courtesan in Pingkangfang. What are mere military rations compared to that? It's settled then."

Seeing that his father was actually trying to stop him from getting a cushy job and earning military merit, Changsun Chong hurriedly spoke up:

"Dad, don't always look down on people. I'm sure I can handle it. I'll take this job."

Changsun Wuji looked at his foolish son, who had been bought and was even counting the money for someone else, and was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What a misfortune for our family!