"As long as no one is killed, you can go as far as you want, I don't care." Li Shimin hummed meaningfully, thinking of Wei Zheng, Gao Jian and others who had fainted many times, as well as Changsun Wuji and Li Yuanqing who had recently fainted. He said casually.
There are different opinions in the court, and the discussion cannot come to a conclusion. It is certainly a headache, but if there is only one theory, it will also cause big problems. Although my younger brother is a bit lazy and naughty in his behavior, he still cares about the overall situation. There is no need to worry that he will really send away a few fools who have no eyesight.
Li Yuanying leaned on the soft pillow, stopped pretending to be good, and yawned before saying, "Brother, I am a peace-loving person, how could I use cruel means to hurt people's lives?"
The ancient vigil was really a vigil in the literal sense. No rest was allowed until dawn, but there was no mobile phone or computer to use. All we could do was eat, drink, and watch the live version of the party. I really miss Shoehorn's Selling Canes and Guo Deyun's Exploring Qingshui River. Ah, the fifth ring, you have one more ring than the fourth ring, ah, the fifth ring, you have one less ring than the sixth ring.
"They once again suggested that I should go to Fengchan Taishan." Li Shimin waved his hand and asked Zhang Ananda and other chambermaids and maids to step back, sighing faintly. Saying that you don’t want to become a Zen monk is a lie. But...if I say I want to go, I always lack the confidence.
Li Yuanying frowned slightly when he heard the word "Feng Chan" and recalled the original history. It turned out that it was Pheasant Nu who took Empress Wu to Mount Tai. Before him, there were only three emperors who went to Mount Tai to confer Zen. They were Zulong, who unified Liuhe. The First Emperor, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty who sealed the wolf in Xu, and Emperor Guangwu, the son of the plane who extended the life of the Han Dynasty...the fingers of his left hand unconsciously tapped his thigh and said softly: "After Gaochang City is defeated, the territory of the Tang Dynasty will far exceed that of the powerful Han Dynasty. If brother wants to go around Mount Tai, there won’t be any obstacles or criticism, but why are you so hesitant?”
Don't talk about being ashamed of the North Gate incident. Whether it's He Liuhun's skeletal descendants or the Taicheng starving ghost at the top of the 480th Temple in the Southern Dynasties, or marrying Yin Lihua instead of marrying a wife. Xiu'er, the son of a plane who demoted his wife to be a concubine, or a certain emperor who hides his beauty in a golden house and retreats to Nagato, haha, who doesn't have some secrets that can't be told but have to be told?
"We will discuss it in a few years." Li Shimin's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the words Gaochang City. Although it is not easy to expand the territory, it is even more difficult to stabilize it and transform it into the real territory of the Tang Dynasty... He looked at the dancing people The Silla maid changed the subject and smiled. "Catching rock crabs is so risky, aren't you worried that the hairy people will fight back and kill them?"
There are more Mao people than Kazuto. The divide-and-conquer method spreads Kazuto apart. As new and old grudges accumulate, the probability of Kazuto being tricked or directly stabbed in the back will be terrifyingly high. The situation is at least 98%.
"Brother, although Mao Ren hates He Ren, they are more afraid of continuing to live a miserable life." Li Yuanying picked up a plate of melon seeds and ate them, whispering softly at a volume that only the two of them could hear. "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, there will be no resistance. In this state of ebb and flow, Kazuto will intensify his efforts and spread his grievances about the country's destruction on Mao people. Waiting for those Confucian scholars who are responsible for educating the world, what can Mao people know? He who cannot be moved by wealth, who cannot be moved by poverty, who cannot bend by force, is called a true man. The good days of being harmonious to others are the days when the yellow crane is gone and will never return, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years."
The chicken in the foot basin thinks of itself as a crane, but in fact he is a very aggressive chicken thief. He will follow whoever is strong and call him daddy. After he thought he was strong, he always wanted to hit his father down and call him daddy instead. His low self-esteem is tinged with arrogance, and he likes to explain himself confusingly. Together with the Kimchi Universe Country and the Angry Turkey Country, they can be called the three bad guys of little basketball.
Li Shimin grabbed a few melon seeds and glanced at Li Yuanying: No wonder you have no objection to a certain Qingque being asked to stay in the King's Protectorate. Since you said so, the group of literati in his mansion naturally wanted to do as they pleased and go to Ping'an Jin to work together... "These melon seeds are really good. They taste more elegant than cold melon seeds. How many can be brought back next year?"
"I have told them to expand the planting area. The amount depends on whether the weather is good." Li Yuanying approached Li Shimin and said with a flattering smile. "Brother, can you give me some land outside Gaochang City? It doesn't need to be too much, just enough to grow fruits and grapes. Qu Sanniang said that the fruits and pears they have there are not a little bit sweeter than those in Chang'an."
Needless to say, the cantaloupe from the Flaming Mountains and the grapes from Turpan, the sweetness of Hotan jujube alone can beat Teng in an instant.
The advantages of the golden jujubes in the state are determined by climatic conditions. It cannot be said that it has nothing to do with the variety, but it does not have much to do with it. The large temperature difference between day and night and the long sunshine hours are the fundamental reasons for the extremely high sweetness.
"Aren't you afraid that she won't come back after she goes back?" Li Shimin's smile had a hint of vulgarity, more of a schadenfreude for watching the excitement. Shuzi is not very old, but he has many beauties involved. "Wu Niang is indeed more beautiful, but she was given away by Qu Wentai twice, and her appearance is no longer as stunning and beautiful as the snow lotus."
You can reward others as concubines, but the position of concubine is absolutely impossible.
Li Yuanying blinked. That's because you don't know the story of Xiang Fei. Besides, the beauties in your harem are never short of beautiful wives or widows... Xu Hui, the queen of Wan Wan, should also have a beauty who can match her. ... lowered her voice and encouraged softly: "Perhaps the plantains are no longer showing their lilac knots, and the sorrowful beauties are knotted with light sorrow on their respective brows facing the spring breeze, or maybe they are like the white lotus blooming in the mist, rising out of the mud but not stained. , Zhuo Qinglian without being a demon. Brother, why don’t you consider awarding her the title of Jieyu or Zhaorong, so that there will be more graceful interpreters in the harem?”
The stamp master said it was not that he couldn't control it, it was not a question of whether Xiang Fei was beautiful or not! She is really that kind of rare... beautiful person. Prime Minister Cao silently nodded, "We are not alone." The Shixian also silently praised it, and the peach blossoms disappeared in the flowing water, and there was no other world than this world. Tao Juhua patted the eucalyptus and glared angrily. What I wrote was Peach Blossom Spring, not a pioneer. Brother Xun said softly: In fact, there is no road on the ground. When there are more people walking, it becomes a road. Ji Mou, a master of Chinese studies, silently opened his diary: I have no other hope in this life. I only hope that I can have a few more women.
Li Shimin's eyes turned to Xu Hui, then to Concubine Wei, and Concubine Yang not far away. After pondering for a while, he smiled and said: "You should worry about your own backyard first. Those new objects made by Yunhe Mansion, let's I am so busy that I don’t even have time to continue building the Daming Palace, so how can I have time to care about other things?”
Li Erfeng, you need a copy of Master Luo's Time Management...Li Yuanying complained silently.
"Your Majesty, I'll lend you Uncle Yu." Zong Zhengqing Li Shenfu walked over slowly, leaning on a dragon-head crutch, and said with a smile.
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