This made Li Shimin anxious, and he wanted to trade one for one with me.

Seeing this, Cheng Jun asked in surprise, "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

Cheng Yaojin gritted his teeth and said, "After court today, I went to the Ministry of War to find Li Jing, but the people there said he was out. I thought I'd just wait, but after waiting for most of the day, guess what?"

Cheng Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Waiting in vain?"

Cheng Yaojin said, "Yes, I waited for more than an hour for nothing. Then I asked a clerk in the Ministry of War and found out that Li Jing went to listen to your lecture! Why didn't you say so earlier? I waited for ages!"

Cheng Jun smirked, "Why didn't you ask sooner?"

Cheng Yaojin said, "I didn't think that much at the time. When I saw that no one was at the military headquarters, I told the clerk in the Ministry of War to let him know when Li Jing came back. I just dozed off for a while."

"No wonder no one woke me up."

Cheng Yaojin grew angrier the more he thought about it, "If I had known, I would have come back to sleep!"

"Alright, that's enough. You go about your business, I'm going back to my room to sleep some more."

Cheng Jun nodded, watched him go back to his room, then yawned and went back to his room to catch up on some sleep.

In the afternoon, a loud, booming laugh came from outside, like an alarm clock, which made Cheng Jun open his eyes.

He got up and opened the door, and saw Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang talking about something in the yard, laughing from time to time.

"Big brother, second brother, have you had lunch yet?"

Cheng Jun asked while yawning.

Cheng Chumo said, "We came back after we finished eating."

After saying that, he winked and said, "Third brother, you're famous now, you know that?"

"The news has spread throughout the capital that you, Third Brother, have done good for the people, and no one in the capital will freeze to death this year."

"People from several neighborhoods are preparing to build a shrine for you, my third brother."

A living shrine is a shrine built for living people.

Cheng Jun was taken aback and said, "It can't be that bad, can it?"

Cheng Chuliang chuckled and said, "We don't know if it's true or not, but we just heard it from others."

Does that mean I'll get scolded if the sweater and long trousers deal falls through? ... Cheng Jun pondered for two seconds before dismissing his doubts. He believed that Li Shimin wouldn't let the matter fall through.

He chatted with his two older brothers for a while, and then, at Cheng Zhong's suggestion, went to the main room for lunch.

After that, he and his two older brothers lay down on their respective rocking chairs, enjoying the afternoon sun.

Today is his last day of rest. Tomorrow, he will begin his duties at the Censorate.

Leisurely time flies by, and before you know it, it's dark.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Cheng Jun got up early, put on his xiezhi crown and official robes, and rode his Akhal-Teke horse 'Adolf' to the palace for the morning court session.

Today in the imperial court, Li Shimin once again reiterated the importance of the sweater.

After the court session, Cheng Jun clearly felt that the six ministries had begun to operate.

Cheng Jun made a special trip to the Ministry of Works and saw Du Jingjian and a group of officials from the Ministry of Revenue sitting on stools, holding two small wooden sticks in their hands, with balls of yarn in their bamboo baskets, studying the knitting techniques of sweaters according to the pictures and text on the paper.

Seeing Cheng Jun approach, Du Jingjian's eyes lit up, and he stood up first, saying, "Brother Chuxia, you've come at the perfect time!"

When Cheng Jun saw the officials from the Ministry of Works rise and bow to him, he first returned the bow with a cupped hand, then looked at Du Jingjian and asked with a smile, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

Du Jingjian pointed to the stack of papers and said, "There are a few parts of the knitting method you drew that we don't quite understand."

Cheng Jun walked over and asked, "What don't you understand?"

When Du Jingjian pointed out the confusing parts, Cheng Jun picked up two small wooden sticks and personally demonstrated how to knit a sweater for them.

Du Jingjian and the others were dumbfounded when they saw Cheng Jun's hands moving in afterimages.

Seeing this, Cheng Jun slowed down and taught them step by step.

Half an hour later, the officials of the Ministry of Works respectfully saw this great god off.

Cheng Jun smiled and bid them farewell before heading back to the Censorate.

Upon arriving at the Censorate, Cheng Jun found that neither Ma Zhou nor Xiao Yi were there, so he sat alone in the main hall and began to read the official gazette.

A short while later, a voice suddenly rang out at the door:

"Brother Chuxia!"

Cheng Jun turned his head and looked at the tall, burly man standing at the door. He exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Dejiang?"

The visitor was none other than Li Jing's youngest son, Li Dejiang.

Yesterday at the Imperial College, when he was lecturing, he was the only one among the listeners who was lying down while listening to the lecture.

Cheng Jun put down the official gazette in his hand, walked up to him, looked him over a few times, and asked, "Are you fully recovered?"

Li Dejiang grinned and said, "I drank the medicine prescribed by Physician Chao yesterday, slept for one night, and I'm completely cured!"

"He recovered so quickly, no wonder he's the son of a military general..." Cheng Jun muttered to himself, then asked curiously:

"You came to see me?"

Li Dejiang nodded.

Cheng Jun gestured with his hand to invite him in. After he sat down, he asked, "Brother Dejiang, what brings you here?"

Li Dejiang scratched his head and said, "The last time we met, I told you that my dad wanted me to learn from you."

"I came to the Imperial Medical Academy for a follow-up appointment today. When I came out, I thought of this matter and came to see if I could learn from you."

Cheng Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

At that time, he was with Changsun Wuji arresting people from the Five Clans and Seven Noble Families, and then he forgot about it because of the earthquake.

I didn't expect Li Dejiang to still remember.

Li Jing probably just made a grumbling remark, but his son took it seriously... Cheng Jun made a judgment in his mind. Looking at Li Dejiang's expectant expression, he was torn between refusing and not refusing.

Li Dejiang is neither an imperial censor nor an official under the Censorate. If he were to accompany me, I would easily be impeached.

However, we cannot refuse him, after all, he is Li Jing's son.

What should I do...? Cheng Jun thought to himself, when suddenly an idea flashed into his mind. He looked at Li Dejiang and said seriously:

“Brother Dejiang, forgive me for speaking frankly, but you won’t learn anything by following me.”

Li Dejiang frowned upon hearing this, "But my father said I should learn from you..."

"Brother Chuxia, is it that you don't want me to follow you, or that you don't want to teach me?"

Hearing the other party's blunt question, Cheng Jun waved his hand and said, "That's not what I meant. What I meant was that you can't learn my essence just by looking at it with your naked eyes."

After saying that, he placed his hands on Li Dejiang's shoulders and said in a serious tone:

"Therefore, you can't just follow me; you have to become me."

“Become you…” Li Dejiang stared at him blankly, somewhat puzzled by what he meant.

Cheng Jun solemnly said, "To put it simply, from now on, you are Cheng Jun, the son of Duke Su, and I am Li Dejian, the son of Minister Li."

"To be specific, you handle matters concerning me, and I handle matters concerning you!"

"Brother Dejiang, you'll learn more if you put yourself in someone else's shoes."