Li Shimin looked at the pine nuts and green melons (jackfruit), then at the dates and pistachios (pistachios), and then thought of those spices... He coughed lightly and said, "No nonsense." In the previous dynasty, Emperor Yang was prone to guessing and defensiveness, believed in evil ways, and was taboo against barbarians. He even called the barbarian bed a cross bed and a courgette a cucumber, and built the Great Wall to avoid barbarians. He was eventually killed by Yu Wenhua and his envoy Linghu Xingda. To maintain order in China, the most correct approach is to appease them with virtue. If you surrender, you will appease them, if you rebel, you will punish them. Only by convincing people with reason can you show your kingliness. How can we start war lightly?"
Li Yuanying lowered his head honestly and said, "Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have started a fight just for the sake of food and drink. I have to convince others with virtue and reason. I remember that."
If you weren't researching firearms, I would really believe what you say! Conquer people with virtue, virtue lies under the hoofs of horses. To convince people with reason, reason is within the range of artillery, haha.
Li Zhi rolled his eyes silently, and then continued peeling pine nuts if he realized something. You can fight a war, but you have to have a good reputation. We are not doing it for land or materials, we are doing it for morality. The result of indiscriminate killing will be the destruction of the country.
Princess Jinyang, who had changed into riding clothes, was carried on the back of the wooden horse by Chunhua. She touched the horse's mouth curiously and asked, "Uncle, why isn't this horse looking forward?"
"Because it's cuter this way." Li Yuanying replied with a bright smile. "More suitable for our little Sizi."
Princess Jinyang's smile was as bright as a sunflower, and she let out bursts of laughter like silver bells...
Li Shimin rolled his eyes at Li Yuanying again. Shuzi knew how to deceive Sizi. The key was that Sizi trusted him. Listen to this clear laughter, it is better than the most singing oriole.
When the wooden horse started to move, Li Shimin didn't care about competing with his younger brother, and his eyes became deep. A horse that can move without feeding it? ! The voice became a little ethereal and said: "Ananda, please invite Li Yaoshi, Cheng Yizhen, Changsun Fuji, Fang Xuanling and Tang Maoyue to come to the palace immediately."
He looked at Li Yuanying and asked, "Young brother, who made the wooden horse?"
"Yan consulted on the design. I carved it. Isn't it handsome?" Li Yuanying raised his head slightly, looking like he was about to praise me.
"Ananda, add Yan Liben and Yuan Ling." Li Shimin ignored Li Yuanying's expression of wanting to be beaten and continued to give instructions.
Toolman Li Zhi weakly raised his right hand and asked with a sense of presence: "Aye, do we need to avoid it?"
"No, you guys should listen together. Sizi can go play with hydrangeas." Li Shimin said warmly, looking at his little son who was a little weak but kind-hearted. "You and my uncle have already opened their own offices and can listen to politics. Just don't be too hasty to express your opinions."
Li Yuanying also weakly raised his right hand and whispered: "Brother, I want to play hydrangea with Sizi. Yan Shenyi can just discuss it with you. He is also studying three-wheeled cars."
Li Jing and Cheng Zhijie both served as subordinate officials of Prince Teng's Mansion, and together with Prince Fu Tang Jian, they could directly stage the Three Kingdoms Kill, and no one could afford to offend them, so they slipped away.
Although Cheng Zhijie is better than Hou Junji or Su Dingfang, he is still one of the military leaders. If he was really just a three-axe, he would have been submerged on the battlefield long ago. How could he be granted the title of Duke?
Li Zhi's eyes flashed slightly. It seems that most of the people Aye invited were uncle's subordinate officials?
"Listen to whatever you want, you can't always think about having fun." Li Shimin denied that his younger brother's princess must be virtuous or peaceful, and she must be in good health, otherwise he will easily make her sick... and she must have a beautiful appearance. , otherwise you will be thrown away by Zhuzi and ignored, and you will have a headache.
A quarter of an hour later, the pink-faced Princess Jinyang was taken down to wash and change clothes. There were small beads of sweat on her forehead. She would get cold easily if she didn't change clothes. She would be left in the dormitory to play hydrangea with Chunhua and the others.
Li Yuanying looked in the direction of Little Baozi's bedroom with envious eyes. I also wanted to lie down, I just wanted to be the second generation emperor who spends money like water!
"Peel some more green melons." Li Shimin knocked on the table and said. As a prince, he has to do a little bit of business, and he can't think about fun all day long like Si Zi. She is only seven years old.
Li Yuanying picked up the plate and went to peel the jackfruit meat honestly. After a while, the important ministers came over and needed to peel a few more portions. No matter what happened later, Changsun Wuji still worked diligently and conscientiously under his second brother. The reason for his conflict with Pheasant Nu was not much different from other powerful officials. The powerful ministers would never think that his actions were in any way arrogant. They would only think that the emperor was intolerant of others and that all good birds were hidden in their bows.
From this aspect, the second brother, a big-eared thief, can definitely be regarded as a model of an emperor. Not only the heroes who followed him will not be killed, but those who have rebelled against him will also be reused as long as they are capable. There is no one in history who can fight with him in this regard.
As for the rebel Hou Junji, his two brothers felt that he had made great contributions to stabilizing the country and did not want to put him to death. However, the officials remonstrated and said that his crimes were unbearable, so they were very sad to put him to death. Before his death, Hou Junji asked for pardon for his wife and son so that they could mourn him. The second brother actually agreed, but exiled his wife and children to Lingnan.
In the Han Dynasty, there were at least three Yi tribes. In the Song Dynasty, there were also three Yi tribes. In the Ming Dynasty, nine tribes started, including but not limited to Peeling or Lingchi. As for the Qing Dynasty, the literary inquisition would be executed. Qingfeng was illiterate, so why would he read books randomly?
Zhu Chongba's evaluation is: "Hou Junji made contributions to the Tang Dynasty, and he should be punished for breaking the law. Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty wanted to forgive him, but the law enforcers couldn't do it, and he would be punished. It was not because Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty forgot the work of their meritorious officials, so they relied on their merits Arrogant and unruly, he puts himself in danger." Compare the Hu Weiyong case, which punished nine ethnic groups.
He was also charged with colluding with Hu Weiyong to commit evil, and executed the founding heroes of the Republic of Korea, including Li Shanchang, the Duke of South Korea, Lu Zhongheng, the marquis, and the descendants of the late Teng Guo Gong Gu Shi. Later, he was used as a Tongwa and Tongyuan (Northern Yuan), and his party members were investigated. A total of more than 30,000 people were killed before and after, and they were called "Hu Prison" at that time.
He firmly hugged the second brother's thigh and never let go. If he could live another twenty years, he might be able to see the young faces of Shifo and Shixian.
Li Shimin watched the changes in Li Yuanying's expression with great interest. The younger brother would often be distracted, his expression did not change much, but his eyes changed so much, it was like watching a hundred plays, exciting and interesting. I don't know what weird things are going on in his little head.
Chun Yan and Xia Gua moved the incense burners out. The sweet green melon smell was very good, making the incense burners seem a bit redundant.
The quiet lobby of the side hall is filled with the sweet smell of jackfruit, the sound of peeling pine nuts, and the occasional "crackling" sound of the charcoal fire. It will not make people feel uncomfortable, but it will make people feel that time has been softened.
Li Shimin half-closed his eyes, leaning on the brocade pillow, tapping the back of his hand with his fingers. He was about to ask the musician to play the piano, but then he thought of something to talk about later, so he said softly: "Pheasant slave, play a piece of music at will."
"Wei." Li Zhi sat down at the piano table, and Chunyan placed the brocade se on the piano table.
The music as soft as the spring breeze sounds like flowing water, the mica empty window has thin dawn smoke, and the fragrance is dim and the dragon's energy condenses into the brilliant pavilion. It's foggy and rainy in the sky with apricot blossoms, and the spring outside the curtain is majestic...
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