Chapter 8 Undercurrent

Style: Historical Author: Xi is like the windWords: 2367Update Time: 24/01/11 17:44:48
Empress Changsun had a smile on her face and said nothing.

The two have been husband and wife for decades, so she naturally knows it in her heart.

Li Shimin is a very opinionated person. Before the question is asked, she usually already has the answer in her mind, so there is no need for her to say anything.

"From my perspective, Ke'er wants to get a wife."

Changsun said with a smile.

"Is that so?"

Li Shimin was stunned for a moment.

"Speaking of which, Ke'er will be an adult soon."

"I have calculated the date, and it will probably be after the new year."

"In this case, it's time to arrange a marriage for him."

Li Shimin also nodded, but frowned again.

"But...does anyone have a suitable daughter?"

"How is the eldest lady of the Su family?"

Changsun said tentatively.

"During the annual party, I had a chance encounter with her. The little girl is quite showy. She is proficient in playing chess, calligraphy and painting. She is a good prospect."

"……inappropriate."

Li Shimin thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Su Tiancheng just entered the Shangshu Province last year. This year, he will be given another marriage. He is too holy and can easily lead others to gossip, which is not a good thing for him."

"Then...Miss Chen's family?"

Changsun mentioned another candidate.

"Forget it, that girl's appearance is acceptable, but her body is too thin and she is obviously not suitable to be Ke'er's wife."

Li Shimin smiled bitterly.

"Concubine Yang only has one son, so she must leave him a queen."

For a moment, both Li Shimin and Empress Changsun were a little entangled.

"How about the daughter of the Fang family...?"

Queen Changsun thought for a long time and then named another person.

"yes!"

Li Shimin woke up as if from a dream, patted the table and said.

"Why didn't I think of that?"

Fang Xuanling was an old minister next to him. He was the minister of state, Zuo Cheng, who was also the left prime minister in the traditional sense, a dignified and upright second-rank official.

From the end of the Sui Dynasty to the present, countless achievements have been made.

No matter how strong the holy family is, no one will gossip about it.

"I will discuss this matter with Xuan Ling personally at the next court meeting. If there are no surprises, the matter will be settled."

"That one from the Fang family is a good one. Ke'er is blessed."

Empress Changsun also had a smile on her face.



at the same time.

"Drinking alone under the moon?"

In the magnificent mansion, Changsun Wuji looked at the paper in front of him, his face full of astonishment.

"Is this...really written by His Highness King Wu?"

"The empress and all the princesses are present, so there should be nothing wrong."

Below, a boy replied respectfully.

"I know, go to the housekeeper to get five taels of silver."

Changsun Wuji waved his hand lightly.

"Thank you, sir."

The boy's face was filled with joy, he bowed and left quickly.

"Why did His Highness King Wu write such a poem at this time?"

Changsun Wuji fell into hard thinking.

Politics is never as simple as it seems.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger, this saying is not a joke.

As the uncle of the state, he thinks about much more than others.

In his opinion, it is absolutely impossible for Li Ke to write such a poem that can be passed down through the ages.

As both ministers, he knew very well how many taels of ink Wang Gui had in his stomach.

Even a smart person like Li Tai didn't learn anything from him, and it was even more unrealistic for Li Ke to take a big class.

"Someone is coming."

Changsun Wuji clapped his hands.

After a while, a man in black with a resolute face came to him.

"Please give me your orders."

"Check to see if His Highness King Wu has been in contact with anyone recently."

Changsun Wuji said softly.

"Do it in secret, don't let the third person know."

"yes."

The man in black nodded and disappeared into the night in a flash.

"Your Highness King Wu, I am very curious as to how many other things you have hidden..."

Changsun Wuji looked out the window with deep eyes.



At this moment, Prince Wu’s Mansion.

"Ding, the host changes the trajectory of fate and gets points*100."

Li Ke finally received the long-awaited system prompt.

He was not surprised at all by this, and the poems of the Poet Immortal Li Bai were all thrown out.

If he still can't stir up any ripples in the court, then his name as Poet Immortal is a bit too undeserved.

In the next few days, Li Ke stayed in the mansion. As soon as he came home, his father gave him an order to face the wall for seven days.

Secondly, I also stole the show at birthday banquets and night banquets, and it takes time to dilute these effects.

There is nothing wrong with being a low-key person.

On this day, after thinking about it, he decided to use all the points in the system for the lottery.

After all, I don't have anything to ask for now. If the system directly gives me some incredible rewards, I will be able to avoid a lot of detours.

but……

A quarter of an hour later.

Li Ke looked up to the sky and roared, with a sad and angry look on his face.

"It's just...this is too bad luck!"

He originally thought that after harvesting so many points, he could at least protect himself by doing ten draws in a row.

The result was a bunch of useless ones, such as the 502 enhanced plus version, strong tape, and the complete collection of One Hundred Thousand Whys stories...

These are all irrelevant things.

So much so that Li Ke believed that Huo Qubing's arrival last time should have been a novice benefit given by the system.

Either...

It’s just that I’m really too non-English.

"But that's not the case. Every time you draw a lottery, you have to bathe and burn incense." Li Ke sighed.

"Your Highness!"

At this moment, not far away, Huo Qubing was striding over in his training clothes.

"Zixu, you're here." Seeing this, Li Ke asked him to sit down.

Huo Qubing bowed and then sat down with a golden sword.

"Your Highness, have you finished your homework today?"

Li Ke's expression tightened upon hearing this, he blinked, and replied somewhat covertly: "Ahem, Zixu, I came here today to discuss other matters."

"As for homework, we'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later."

Speaking of this homework, it must be Li Ke's own fault.

There are not many ancient entertainment methods, but there are only a few. As a modern person, how could Li Ke adapt to it when he suddenly traveled through time.

At first, I could endure the loneliness today. I listened to small songs, danced, and enjoyed the scenery every day.

But these things become like that after a long time.

It happened that Huo Qubing was bored and wanted to go out and lead troops to fight and make achievements.

Ask him for help every day.

But where is this situation suitable for doing this?

So Li Ke came up with an idea.

Why not let him teach me how to practice martial arts?

Since Huo Qubing is a character created by the system, he is completely reliable in terms of loyalty, although he has no interest in teaching others martial arts.

But he would not disobey Li Ke's orders.

Ever since, the famous general Huo Qubing temporarily became Li Ke's teacher.

Then, His Highness King Wu realized what it meant to be miserable.

Practicing martial arts is about laying the foundation.

Li Ke has been pampered since he was a child. He has never experienced anything like this, and he complained endlessly about being tortured that day.