Chapter 212: Little cabbage, the ground is yellow (4k, please vote, please comment, please subscribe~)

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No matter how many speculations there are, Li Shimin has already boarded the golden chariot, and he will not give them any explanation. Fang Xuanling ignored Changsun Wuji's hesitation, grabbed Wei Zheng's arm, and said with a smile: "I wonder if someone is lucky enough to ride in the same car as Cao Jianzhan?"

"I knew it was you who caused the trouble!" Wei Zheng gave Fang Xuanling a pair of white eyes and said while supporting his arm with his backhand. "We will discuss today's matters in detail in the car."

He grabbed Tang Jian who was behind him and said, "Prince Teng must not be in the palace, you go with us."

When Fang Qiao saw Wei Zheng grabbing Tang Jian, he looked at Li Jing, raised his foot and hooked his bamboo stick, and chuckled softly: "Pharmacist, let's go to Tangli Garden to taste the newly picked green plums from Sinong Temple."

Li Jing glanced at Fang Qiao and said, "Let go of your feet. You are not afraid of falling, but you are afraid of falling. You really should let His Majesty see what a scoundrel you look like right now."

Fang Xuanling, who plans strategies, serves the country diligently, and knows everything, is he ready to let himself go and do whatever he wants at an early age?

"Ji Ji Wai Wai Wai Wai, get in the car." Tang Jian took the lead and walked towards Fang Xuanling's car. His Majesty's guard of honor was already marching, and it would take at least half an hour to wait until Prince Teng's residence. He must have good tea and snacks in his car, just in time for a chat.

Changsun Wuji glanced at Li Chengqian who had walked away, and sighed secretly: He doesn't understand Gao Ming more and more. What is he thinking about every day? My uncle is still trapped in Prince Teng's Mansion. When the storm is raging... His Majesty has returned. I have to find a way to get my uncle out. Otherwise, if Yuwen Shiji and Yang Shidao join forces, I will not be able to compete... And that Yang Shidao, obviously Get closer to Hui Bao.

Li Daozong walked around Changsun Wuji, walked diligently to Li Shenfu, held his arm, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you must tell the story about Sanmenxia. I am not able to participate in it. What a pity!"

There was no emotion on His Majesty's face. He was very anxious and uneasy. But... returning to Chang'an at this time should be a success.

……Bar?

Li Shenfu patted Li Daozong's hand and walked towards the car...

Li Daozong glanced at Yang Shidao...

Yang Shidao shook his head slightly and rejected him. I don't want to know Zong Zhengqing's opinion, and I don't care. I want to go back to see my brother.

The Qujiang Pool gradually became quiet, leaving only the white lights still like day. On the roof of a building in Furong Garden, Xiao Ruoyuan curled his lips, took a sip of wine, and looked up at the sky. When there was no moon, the stars were particularly bright. No wonder Prince Teng doesn't want to come, it's really boring. However, the scene in Tianjia is really shocking. Thousands of people ride on it just for one person. It’s just that the world only sees this kind of scenery, but they don’t see the hardship behind it.

"Drink less. You don't have a very bright mind. If you drink Hutu again, you will have to stay at the mountain gate and watch the mountains." Du Che looked at Xiao Ruoyuan with great disgust. He calculated the scale and actually used it. Most days, Bai has a smart face.

Xiao Ruoyuan looked at the wine flask in his hand, hesitated for three breaths, put it back on the tea table, picked up the tea cup, and said with some disappointment and annoyance: "I overestimated my own strength. If I make such a stupid mistake again, You don’t need to tell me, I’ll go back to the mountain gate to clean my sword.”

The timer placed on the drum tower is naturally different from the timer worn on the wrist or hung on the lapel, which is affected by weight. The factors that can affect it are not just weight. Someone actually just scaled it up according to weight, ignoring the influence of size and material. Fourth brother Du taught him the right lesson.

Du Che picked up a piece of braised pig's trotters and gnawed on it, and said softly: "Gongsun Bai sent back a letter. Three rainbow bridges spanned the canyon. A column of water hit the cliff, revealing a giant turtle without feet and a giant fish without a tail. Ten thousand mountains Long live my life, Cao Jian killed the envoy Wei Gong, and his expression did not change, as if he had already known about the giant turtle and the big fish."

"Pfft!" Xiao Ruoyuan spurted out all the tea in his mouth. The first words he said were true, and the next words about Wei Zheng were just... to vent his anger! Wei Zheng did enter a Taoist sect back then, but he did so to study and become an official, not to refine elixirs and seek Taoism and immortality. It was just a lie by Prince Teng to scare Xiao Qi. If she didn't believe it, would someone believe it?

"Brother Du, Master didn't say why it was half an hour late?"

The corner of Du Che's mouth twitched, and he told the story of Zheng Zhenyan's injury in a very low voice. The incredible process could only appear in legendary books. Regardless of whether others believed it or not, I believed it anyway. The Cui and Zheng families are closely related, and their in-law relationships are complicated. If Cui Sijing really wanted to kill Zheng Jinyan, he would not do it himself, let alone commit suicide on a day like today.

Xiao Ruoyuan quickly took out the Liuli Jian from his sleeve... His face was still that handsome and miserable, unchanged. Looking at Du Che again, his face had not changed, and he still looked a bit cold... He slowly breathed out a sigh of relief, and said in a voice as ethereal as a cloud: "Should I say that Zheng Jinyan is lucky or not? ?”

Du Che looked up at the sky: "..."

So, I honestly don’t know!



Returning to the west wing of the Lizheng Hall, Princess Jinyang lowered her shoulders and allowed Mang Zhong and the others to help her change her clothes and comb her hair. She took off the complicated dress and put on a light skirt and gauze shirt. She also only needed simple hair. Comb two small bags and tie them with gold embroidered ribbons.

"Princess, have you changed your clothes?" A familiar voice came, making Princess Jinyang's eyes brighten instantly.

"Uncle!"

Li Yuanying knelt down, caught the flying little bun, and said with a smile: "My Sizi seems to have grown taller, and he is becoming cleaner and cuter."

"Humph, I'm still angry!" Princess Jinyang said with a stern look on her chubby little face after getting excited.

Li Yuanying picked up the little bun and walked towards the hall. He said warmly: "I prepared spicy hot pot. I won't have the strength to get angry until I'm full. Let's go have a good meal first and then criticize what I didn't do well, okay?"

The details of building a sand table have already begun, and there is no room for sloppiness. But Sanmenxia is just looking at the results, so there is no need to join in the fun. There is my brother's battlefield, a battlefield that awes all the aristocratic families and nations, and everyone else is a supporting role.

...Princess Jinyang hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Uncle, is Prime Minister Wei really the one who beheaded the envoy? The giant turtle on the cliff has no legs. Aye said that the giant turtle was careless, so Prime Minister Wei killed it." Four legs, sealed in Sanmenxia, ​​have been on guard, is it true?"

"Ahem..." Li Yuanying coughed twice and asked in the same low voice. "I heard that there is a big fish without its tail, is it true?"

"It's true, that fish is bigger than a giant turtle!" Princess Jinyang nodded quickly and said in a lower voice. "Aye said that it had a chance to transform into a dragon, but it harassed the people along the coast. God Haotian was furious and sent Prime Minister Wei to cut off its tail and not allow it to transform into a dragon."

After pausing for three breaths, he added in a low voice: "I have been very well-behaved all the way, and I have no disrespect to Prime Minister Wei. Every time he looks over, I smile very well."

Just after he finished speaking, he remembered how Li Yuanying always criticized Wei Zheng, and asked with great worry: "Uncle, you always talk back to Prime Minister Wei and say something bad about him. Tell me...will Prime Minister Wei complain to God Haotian when he takes advantage of this opportunity?" Do you want him to authorize you to deal with you?"

Li Yuanying did not expect that the direction of the story would magically turn to him. He hurriedly comforted the little bun and said: "Don't worry, Sizi, Prime Minister Wei is the prime minister. As the saying goes, the general's forehead can run horses, and the prime minister's belly can support boats. He will not argue with someone about trivial matters."

Although the allusion that the prime minister can punt a boat is related to the colored hat, it is barely understandable because it is a pear tree crushing a begonia. Besides, the rightful owner let it go magnanimously, and it was not his turn to make irresponsible remarks.

But I suddenly discovered that being a prime minister or a high-ranking official in the Song Dynasty was not as risky as usual. There were a lot of peach blossom news, not only a lot, but also all kinds of strange relationships. The Tang Dynasty was more tolerant. There were many poets who changed their wives, and even more poets had confidantes, but no one ever said they were scumbags, sea kings or had bad stomachs.

"How come I haven't heard of the saying that a general's forehead can run a horse, and a prime minister's belly can hold a boat?" Li Shimin reached out to take Princess Jinyang, patted Li Yuanying's forehead, and said angrily. "You are getting more and more courageous. You dare not pick me up. If you do it next time, I will fine you half a year's salary!"

It’s not that I haven’t seen Shuzi for a few days, it’s mainly because I’m worried that he will do something outrageous in Chang’an and cause me trouble! There have been so many things going on lately that I really can't spare the time to go to Xianling to complain to Aye.

Li Yuanying rubbed his forehead and smiled lazily: "I know my brother is reluctant to part with it! I thought that my brother would be hungry when he returned to the palace after a long journey, and I was worried that the food prepared by the chef would not be to his taste, so I came over in person to watch them cook it. , so you can rest assured."

Li Erfeng, who doesn't mean what he says, is it embarrassing to say that he misses someone? I understand that one day's absence is like three autumns.

"Aye, aye," Jinyang little bun gently tugged on Li Shimin's sleeve and asked worriedly. "Will Prime Minister Wei cause trouble for uncle?"

Li Shimin put his daughter on the low couch, sat next to her, and asked in confusion: "Sizi, why did Prime Minister Wei bring trouble to your uncle? Did he do anything outrageous? Did he come to you for help?" "

As soon as he finished speaking, he thought of his younger brother's hobbies, glared at the culprit, and said angrily: "Shu Zi, whose house did you tear down again?"

Xuanling and the auxiliary aircraft stayed in Chang'an. Xuanling did his job flawlessly, so he could only go to the auxiliary aircraft... No wonder he said that the general's forehead can run horses, and the prime minister's belly can punt boats... Wait, the prime minister is referring to Xuan Ling If so, who is the general?

"You didn't demolish Chengfan's mansion, did you?"

Li Yuanying: "..."

I...I am more unjust than Dou E! I'm not the penguin at Nanshan Pizza Hut. I never imitated Cao A'ao. Why did the pot suddenly come from the sky?

"No, Aye!" Little Baozi from Jinyang hurriedly explained his worries about Cao Jian and the envoy, and said pitifully. "Aye, uncle is not as bad as Big Fish. Can you tell Xiang Wei not to kill uncle! Si Zi can cry, cry very loudly, and cry non-stop!"

Li Yuanying: "..."

What does it mean to be as bad as a big fish? When did someone do something bad? A certain... choked with sobs and sang: "Young cabbage, the ground is yellow; you are three or two years old, but you have lost your mother. It will be easier to live with your father; I am only afraid that your father will marry your stepmother!"

"Stop it!" Li Shimin's head suddenly became heavy and he hurriedly stopped Li Yuanying from continuing to sing. After the queen left, the ministers suggested that another queen should be established. I said that I planned to make Concubine Yang Shu the queen, but I knew that the ministers would definitely object. Before the Dongpian Hall could discuss the matter, Shuzi actually held Sizi in his arms, sat at the door of the Dongpian Hall, and sang loudly, and it was this song... Sizi cried so miserably at that time, and Pheasant Nu also Followed by tears and sobbing

...I...I have no place to complain if I have a grievance!

Princess Jinyang heard the familiar music and looked at Li Shimin with tears in her eyes...

"It won't matter even if you demolish Chengfan's mansion, I will just help him rebuild it." Li Shimin reluctantly compromised. "After dredging the Sanmen Gorge, Wei Xuancheng has become more and more important to you. Don't worry, instead of impeaching you, he will impeach Chengfan. The reason why the mansion was demolished must be because he broke the rules, so he is so angry that you acted like this."

Princess Jinyang retracted her tears, as long as Prime Minister Wei does not bully my uncle, as for bullying others, it has nothing to do with me~

Li Yuanying slumped weakly on the soft pillows of the low couch and said: "Brother, Si Zi is worried that I will target Wei Gong if I confront him. I have not demolished Brother Fan's mansion, nor anyone else's mansion! You leave here. In the past few days, I only went out once to the young master's residence, and never left the house again."

His voice changed and he said angrily: "Also, when one person does the work and the other takes responsibility, when did I ask Si Zi to help me beg for mercy?"

"Ahem." Toolman Li Zhi coughed twice and reminded in a low voice. "Uncle, although you have never asked Sizi for mercy, every time you were beaten, Sizi ignored Aye for at least half a day."

For Sizi, only her uncle understands her little thoughts best. Although he always complained about uncle's bad things, he couldn't see others saying it, not even Aye.

Li Yuanying sat up awkwardly, touched his nose, and said with a flattering smile: "Brother, don't worry, I have already opened a mansion, and I will not demolish other people's mansions for no reason. Huliang Garden was demolished by Yuan Gong, and it is half the same as mine." Money has nothing to do with it!"

Not only was it demolished, but it was demolished more than once... I didn't expect that Mr. Yuan's temper would be so hot!

When he heard about Huliang Garden, Li Shimin glared at Li Yuanying and advised him with an unyielding voice: "Grandpa Sun has a special temper, which is understandable. Didn't you also say that a capable person shouldn't be expected to have a good temper? You can do it to your face Calling him a donkey from Guizhou is a bit too much, wouldn't you wait until he gets out of Huliang Garden before scolding him?"

After listening to the previous words, Li Yuanying was ready to say at least 5,000 words of in-depth self-examination, but he did not expect that the last sentence would end like this...he explained blankly: "Brother, I am the Donkey of Guizhou that I said after leaving Huliang Garden. , I just didn’t expect Mr. Sun to hear it.”

Li Shimin: "..."

Why didn't anyone tell me this detail? No wonder Mr. Sun didn’t say a word to me when he saw me! He...he spread this article on purpose!

...It is understandable that Sun Heijin is much more palatable and more obscure than Sun Jianlu.

From this point of view, I blame my younger brother for seeking perfection...

Li Zhi silently put the meat slices into the hot pot. No matter what the reason was, he was really hungry... He also had to put some spicy soup, Si Zi likes spicy food.

"Young brother, please help me write an article to encourage students to learn. Gao Ming...has become a little stubborn." Li Shimin said with some sadness when he saw the kind-hearted Li Zhi carefully putting meat slices into the pot.

"Wei Wei." Li Yuanying crossed his hands and saluted, and responded.