"..." Cen Wenwen thought of Changsun Wuji's memorial and silently stared at the peony pattern on the lichen. Neither Tang Jian nor Wei Zheng spoke. It was not his turn to speak out.
Du Chuke silently kicked Li Daozong, as the king of the clan, please take the responsibility you deserve! For the sake of everyone's safety, Prince Teng must not stay in Chang'an forever. It will snow in winter! ! !
Li Daozong silently dodged Du Chuke's feet. His house had just been demolished not long ago, and the craftsmen couldn't spare any manpower. Currently, he could only temporarily stay at his uncle's house, without any say.
The new Minister of Rites, Xiao Yu, saw that no one was speaking, so he kept silent magnanimously. The matter of the prince's return to Chang'an was under the control of Zongzheng Temple and had nothing to do with the Ministry of Rites. If His Majesty wants to take Prince Teng to the mausoleum, the sacrifices that need to be prepared... will not be under the control of the Ministry of Rites, but will still be under the control of the Zongzheng Temple.
Li Shimin was immersed in the lyrics of the song and didn't realize that he was going back. He was also afraid of the beauty of the palace and the coldness of the high place. Zhuzi didn't really want to be an immortal, right?
That's not right. He knows the true condition of the moon. He should still miss his brother, so he can say that people have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. He looked up at the crowd again and found that no one was speaking. He turned coldly and asked, "Are you opposed to Yu Bo returning to Chang'an?"
"Your Majesty, this is the list of names that were processed or taken into custody by the Jinwu Guards, the two county offices and the Civil Security Bureau last night." Liu Dewei, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, smoothly took out a memorial from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Anan, asking him to forward it to Li Shimin.
Whether Prince Teng comes back or not will have no impact on the Ministry of Punishment. It may have some positive impact. After all, those dandy boys are afraid of him. He really does what he says. He never cares who the other party's Aye is. Whose Aye is it anyway? There is no way Jesus can be stronger than His Majesty.
"What does their trouble have to do with whether Prince Teng returns to Chang'an?" Li Shimin took a general look at the list. The minor problems in the bustling city were much worse than those in previous years. After all, Yang Yuzhi and Fang Yiai were the two biggest scourges. He has...changed from evil to righteousness, from a playboy to a pillar of talent.
Du Chuke glanced at Li Daozong, who was lowering his head and pretending to be cowardly, and then at Wei Zheng and Tang Jian, who were not interested in the matter, and Xiao Yu, who was imitating Fang Xuanling and pretending to be stupid... There is no great sage in your family. Yingmen, what are you pretending to be? I had no choice but to bite the bullet and remind him: "Your Majesty, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, the frost is coming, and the days of falling snow will not be far away. Can Prince Teng return to Chang'an in March?"
Li Shimin didn't realize it for a long time. March in Yangchun was still more than half a year away. His young brother was homesick and he had to wait for more than half a year. It was simply the most ridiculous thing in the world! Also, what about the fluttering snowflakes? It's the right time for the family to sit around the stove and eat pot.
"Your Majesty, they are afraid of following in the footsteps of the governor." Seeing Li Shimin's increasingly cold expression, Cen Wenwen had no choice but to step forward. The appointment and dismissal of officials were transferred to the Ministry of Personnel. He did not want to add extra workload.
Li Shimin slapped the case angrily, pointed at everyone, and said coldly: "You are really virtuous ministers! If it weren't for Yu Bo's keen eye and talent, would Yazhou be what it is today? Have you forgotten how excited you were when you went to Liang Guogong's mansion to watch the excitement? , I haven’t forgotten it!”
That Zhuzi buried people in snow, and he also knew how to leave his chest to breathe, and he also knew how to spread rice to attract winter birds to eat. Anger can speed up blood flow and reduce the possibility of frostbite. Where could there be a more considerate dude than him? !
"Your Majesty, you can wait until the first snowfall for Prince Teng to return to Chang'an." Tang Jian turned a blind eye to His Majesty the Emperor's anger, calmly and calmly took a step forward, crossed his hands and saluted, and suggested. "Taihu Lake dredging and Hangzhou Bay wind power generation installation, Prince Teng is watching over there, so the progress can be smoother."
Whether it was Changsun Wuji, Lawyer Pei, or the governors of other states, they were more afraid of King Teng than Cheng Zhijie. Although Cheng Zhijie acted a little naive, he still behaved restrained.
Because if the matter gets serious, even if His Majesty hits each other fifty times, it will still be a punishment. Lao Cheng will avoid that kind of risk. King Teng will not have any scruples about being beaten. Anyway, since he was a child, being beaten is the norm. What's more, King Teng's acting skills are so shocking that he may not be able to beat the fifty-year-old.
After Li Shimin listened to Tang Jian's words, the influence of the music and lyrics gradually faded away... His recent mood swings were a bit big, and he was led astray by Xiao Sizi. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Jingren, Chengfan, I will give you three days to deal with the matters at hand. In three days we will go to Yangzhou and wait.
Come back when it snows. "
He also needed to take a look at the Taihu Lake dredging and Hangzhou Bay projects. According to Li Chunfeng's estimation, the electricity generated by the wind power equipment would be very considerable, and there would be no problem in providing electricity to the surrounding yamen.
"Your Majesty, please come with me." Xiao Yu, who was pretending to be dumbfounded, returned to normal, crossed his hands and saluted, and said respectfully.
"But, these three days are just for you to study the process of offering sacrifices to the sea." Li Shimin's attitude towards Xiao Yu was very gentle. He lowered his head and continued to read the list. Then, he saw a particularly familiar name, Lu Zhensong, Wanchun's son, who had just been The grandson of Lu Kuan, the Minister of Rites who became an official, said, "Dewei, Lu Zhensong, that bastard, is not allowed to be released until he has been detained for a month."
"Here." Liu Dewei responded readily. He was not his son anyway. Even if Princess Wanchun wanted to make trouble, she was also making trouble with His Majesty and Zong Zhengqing. Once the trouble was over, she would not have the energy to go to his house to make trouble.
Du Chuke: "..."
Is he the only bad guy? !
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"Come again? Why!" Li Yuanying didn't wake up until the afternoon. As soon as he woke up, he was shocked when he heard that Li Shimin was coming to Yangzhou and then going to Hangzhou together. Li Erfeng spent less than half of his time in Chang'an this year. He wouldn't want to imitate Mr. Aisin Gioro Zhang and went to Jiangnan six times, would he?
Also, why didn't Wei Zheng stop him? Spending money lavishly is not such a waste... What I came to Yangzhou to spend was the money from Prince Teng's palace. The money in the palace can still sustain it, but you can't just catch a sheep to harvest its wool!
Mudan took the sobering soup from the maid's hand, put it into Li Yuanying's hand, and said softly: "When will the bright moon come out last night? Your Majesty's song was sent back to Chang'an this morning. Your Majesty may be worried about you."
There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? The only one who is separated from the prince is his elder brother, and among the elder brothers, the one with the best relationship is His Majesty. How could His Majesty not meet Qu Siren?
"Ye Fashan, I'm going to pluck all the hair off your body!" Li Yuanying took a gulp of the hangover soup and shouted out the window.
"It has nothing to do with me, it's Xiao Shiyi who sent it back!" The sound of flapping wings came, and Ye Fashan flew away.
Li Yuanying grabbed the robe in Mudan's hand, rushed out of the window with her hair disheveled, and went to kill Liulang Wenying...
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