The west side hall of Lizheng Palace
Princess Jinyang held her chin with her hands, her big eyes flashed obediently, and she looked at Li Yuanying softly and cutely without saying a word. The emotions expressed in her eyes were quite rich, but there was only one theme: the Lun family didn't do it on purpose. It can be said that the word Yuan and peony are really destined~
It's the same word three times, so and so is very square, and uncle is fiercely ignoring people, so so and so is just a pitiful little cabbage!
"Uncle, you have to think from another angle. It's better than Xiangzi, and much better than Luozi." Li Zhi lifted the kettle on the stove, poured water for tea, and said softly with the same innocent smile as before.
Although Mrs. Xiang is suspected of being a heroine of Emperor E, Luo Shenfu is more likely to arouse suspicion. Yuanjiang has both fragrance and peach blossoms, which is not an ordinary match for peonies. Uncle's worry is really unnecessary. Anyone who dares to spread gossip will be thrown directly into Dali Temple Prison.
"Alas..." Li Yuanying sighed deeply and said quietly. "Those who know me say that I am worried; those who do not know me say that what do I want? Who is this in the long sky?"
I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch... This is not a small issue of why the title is banned, but a big issue of what the title represents. Cheng Zhijie, the tight-lipped Liulizhan, would reveal the reason as soon as possible. Those old foxes even took it for granted that a certain person and Li Erfeng worked together to dig a huge sinkhole just to bury them all in it, and that Cheng Zhijie was the one who filled the soil and compacted it.
Li Zhi: "..."
The poem recited by my uncle is Wang Feng Milli Li... That millet is lili, the seedling of that millet. Walking forward slowly, the center is shaking... Is there something unexpected behind the account?
"Uncle, household division has gradually become an unstoppable trend. Even if they want to make a fuss, they can't make a fuss." Princess Jinyang was a little tired with her chin resting on her head, so she lay down on the eucalyptus table instead, her eyebrows flying. said. "If the telephone can be connected to the Corn Continent again, the direct branches of the wealthy families in some places may choose to cross the sea to the east."
When I was a child, my uncle told the story of a fox barking. Princes, generals, and ministers would rather have the seed. Those families that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years, let alone whether there is any false genealogy, it is impossible for local wealthy families or even poor families not to envy them, and it is impossible not to think of replacing them. Going to the Corn Continent or the Pineapple Continent to open up wasteland is a shortcut different from military success. In front of uncles and even Aye, it leaves an impression of being willing to work hard and work hard, to build a future for the family, and to pave the way for the career of the descendants. After several generations of hard work, If you work hard, you may be able to become a century-old or even a thousand-year-old family.
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! "Li Yuanying looked at Jinyang Little Baozi in surprise, and then at Pheasant Nu, who was also shocked. With a "Peng" sound, his forehead hit the table: Why didn't Pheasant Nu come to mind first? What has Little Baozi experienced in the past few years? I want to send someone to re-investigate and review the case, and I also want to say hello to Brother Li Erfeng quietly. The choice of the Prince Consort needs to be cautious, and more cautious, lest Little Baozi becomes unhappy and throws people into Qujiang Pond to feed the fish. There is no reconciliation, only widowhood.
"Uncle, you...don't you feel pain?" Princess Jinyang sat up nervously and asked softly with worry. "Did...did I say something wrong?"
Judging from the discussion between the room minister and the others, I should have guessed in the wrong direction. Why did my uncle react so strangely?
[In view of the general environment,
"Jinyang, uncle doesn't know that you are already with Aye, listening to politics at least ten days a month." Li Zhi withdrew his shocked gaze, poured tea into a cup, placed it in front of Li Yuanying and Princess Jinyang, and reminded in a gentle voice road. "Your analysis is not incorrect, but it is too correct. It is inconsistent with the soft, cute and coquettish little girl in my uncle's heart."
To be honest, no one in the entire Chang'an City except my uncle would think that Jinyang is cute and coquettish, including Aye. Otherwise, she would not be allowed to listen to politics in the East Side Hall as a tea-making girl.
Princess Jinyang glared at Li Zhi, and a particularly cute smile appeared on the little bun's face... That's right, it was cute. She wrinkled her little nose slightly and muttered: "Uncle, don't listen to brother's nonsense, ah He just didn't want me to be busy in San Shao's workshop without returning to the palace, so he arranged a job for me to make tea in the East Side Hall, which is definitely not to listen to politics. Brother is just jealous of me, jealous that the tea I make is better than his. Delicious!"
After sitting upright, he raised his hand and flicked Little Baozi's plump and smooth forehead. Li Yuanying sighed softly: "Even if you are not listening to politics, what you just said is not inferior to other gentlemen. Some people are even more profound than you think." .”
For example, Liuli Zhancheng Hanhan, who likes to join in the fun but doesn't like to use his brain, and Yuwen Nanyuan, who likes to use his brain but only uses it to fool Li Erfeng and make him feel comfortable. Another example is Yang Zhongyong, the youngest son of King Guande, who just wants to sneak a poke at the horse racing circle to seize the opportunity. Cheng Hanhan is very knowledgeable about his brains. If he can protect himself and live a long time, he will be the winner in life. Yuwen Nanyuan was very aware of his situation. As long as he could make Li Erfeng happy, he would be a winner in life. Yang Zhongyong is very aware of his son's virtues. As long as there are enough distant properties to keep him busy, he has no time to worry about his beautiful aunt.
The group of ministers under Li Erfeng are all truly extraordinary talents, and only he can make this group of talents with equally distinct advantages and disadvantages perform their duties to their fullest potential. No one else can learn his skill, so whoever learns it will pay for it. The group of people in the back who think they are wise emperors are either a certain emperor who wears a yellow robe to release his military power over a glass of wine and buy peace with money; or they are a certain emperor who kills in all directions and uses a sword to protect peace, and a certain emperor who starts with a bowl. Either he uses the prime minister to contain the prince to prevent the North Gate incident, a certain leader of the Ash Climbing Enthusiasts Alliance; or he frequently changes his chief assistant to play the art of balancing, a certain president of the Taoism and Immortality Association.
"Oh." Princess Jinyang complained softly. "It's all my fault, Aye. He always tells those historical stories and leads me astray. Uncle, you must believe me. I don't like listening to their gibberish arguments at all."
If my uncle thinks that I am strong enough to protect myself, he will let me go and let me experience all kinds of beatings in the world, and I don’t want that!
"Of course I believe that my little Sizi is the result of Li Erfeng's inaction as a father. How can I let my little Baozi hear and see the evil hands of those old foxes and his heart become even darker?" Li Yuanying picked up the tea cup and drank tea, relaxing. Smoke-flavored black tea has a long aroma, mellow taste, and the flavor of longan soup. It is a wonderful tea.
Princess Jinyang: "..."
Uncle's words sound strange. Do I think too much or know too little?
"No matter how little I do, I will be more reliable than your little uncle who has disappeared for more than two years." Li Shimin slapped Li Yuanying on the back of his head and said angrily. "You don't want to live in peace during the Winter Solstice. Do you really think I won't send you to dedicate and guard the mausoleum?"
Shuzi is angry with me and is not a son of man!
Li Zhi lowered his head silently and continued to make tea...
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