1508 Everyone celebrates

Style: Historical Author: Qingdao CokeWords: 2192Update Time: 24/01/11 19:11:30
"Stop comers, come and tell us your name!"

Seeing that the cavalry under the city were getting closer and closer to him, Niu Jinda laughed ferociously, drew his long bow as full as the full moon, and pointed the arrow directly at the leading man!

At this time, the man obviously saw Niu Jinda on top of the city, but he didn't slow down at all and still rushed towards the city gate like flying!

"Hey! Break into the city at night and seek death!"

Seeing the cavalry in the city looking like this, Niu Jinda smiled instead of getting angry! Just when he was about to shoot an arrow and tell them that not only Lord Horse has three eyes, but Lord Ox is also not easy to mess with!

But suddenly I saw these people stopped by the Bashui Bridge. Then, ten people raised their heads almost at the same time and shouted towards the city wall!

"Great victory at Qikou! Killed 30,000 enemies! Captured 100,000 enemies! Captured countless numbers!"

"Bang..."

The soldier next to him dropped his knife.

"Snapped!"

The bow in Niu Jinda's hand also fell off and hit his feet! But Niu Jinda seemed to be unconscious, just staring at the city with his mouth wide open and his wide eyes!

"Wait, what are they shouting about? Why are my ears not working!"

"Great victory at Qikou! Killed 30,000 enemies! Captured 100,000 enemies! Captured countless numbers!"

Soon, another roar came! This time Niu Jinda heard clearly: Qikou victory! Li Jing actually won? Or a fucking big win?

"Damn it! Why are you still standing there! Open the door! Hahahaha..."

A moment later, with Niu Jinda's bold laughter, the tall and heavy gate of Chang'an City slowly opened in the night!

A group of cavalry filed in from the city gate, passed through the long corridor, and galloped along the road towards the palace city!

At the same time, the roar of "Victory at Qikou! Killed 30,000 enemies! Captured 100,000 enemies! Captured countless numbers!" quickly spread throughout Chang'an City!

Taiji Palace, Ganlu Palace.

Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty was sitting in front of his desk, looking at the dancing candlelight on the table in a daze.

Controlling an empire, controlling an emerging empire, is by no means as simple as people think!

The war in the north, the banditry in the south, the drought in Shandong, the uprising in Hebei...

The major events that happened every day in various states and counties, the mobilization of troops at various borders, the enemies openly and covertly, as well as the civil and military officials in the court, all required the hard work of his emperor!

In the past few years, Li Shimin often felt that he was about to become a tool man, and he could only live in the days of mechanical approval and memorials every day!

"Erlang, it's late at night, go to bed early."

Behind the curtain, a faint fragrant breeze came. The eldest grandson, dressed in a simple long dress, slowly came to Li Shimin holding a bowl of lotus seed porridge.

When Li Shimin heard the noise, he came back from his chaotic thoughts and looked back at his eldest grandson with a smile on his face.

These days, whenever he is physically and mentally exhausted, Changsun will always cook a bowl of porridge and bring it to him.

Now, to him, this porridge is no longer just food, but a tonic that can heal the soul and soothe feelings!

"Wait a minute. After I finish reviewing the last few copies, I will go and rest."

Reaching out to take the porridge bowl, Li Shimin smiled apologetically at his eldest grandson, then lowered his head and took a big mouthful of lotus seed porridge.

The porridge cooked by the eldest grandson is just right, warm but not hot.

The cooking temperature is also good, and every grain of rice inside is boiled and bloomed. The only drawback is that the lotus seeds have a slight bitter taste, which is not completely covered up even with the addition of icing sugar.

When the eldest grandson saw his husband eating porridge, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Then she moved lightly, came behind her husband, reached out and gently massaged his temples: "It's already very late outside! It's too late to approve again tomorrow."

Li Shimin was enjoying a pleasant massage and tasting lotus seed porridge and said: "There are still things tomorrow. If we push today's things to tomorrow, wouldn't tomorrow be more troublesome?"

When the eldest grandson heard this, his brows furrowed: "I saw that when I was the Supreme Emperor, I didn't work as hard as you every day! Could it be that the ministers in the court didn't do their best to help you share the affairs?"

Li Shimin felt the change in his eldest grandson, put down the half-eaten porridge bowl, patted her hand and said: "Haha, you have wronged those ministers by saying this!

Now in the court, ministers like Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Xue Shou and other ministers must handle political affairs with caution!

Li Jing, Chai Shao, Li Daozong and other generals marched forward bravely on the battlefield!

Even Xiao Han, who has always been lazy, took the initiative to go to Mobei this time. I heard that he had experienced catastrophes several times and was surrounded by dangers! You see they are like this now, who dares to say that the ministers are not doing their best? "

The eldest grandson breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, but then worried again: "Then why can't this political matter be solved no matter how hard it is dealt with?"

"Why……"

Li Shimin sighed this time, then slowly stood up from his seat, took his eldest grandson with him to the window of the palace, opened the window, and looked at the dark and vast world outside: "Because I don't want to be a mediocre person who just gets by. You, you want to be an emperor who will be famous throughout the ages!"

"Dong dong dong..."

It seems that God wants to help prove what Li Shimin said!

Just at this moment, the horse hooves of the messenger galloping in Chang'an broke the silence in the palace city!

Immediately afterwards, a loud roar tore through the darkness of the night and passed straight into the deep palace!

"Great victory at Qikou! Killed 30,000 enemies! Captured 100,000 enemies! Captured countless numbers!"

Li Shimin was stunned! The eldest grandson was also stunned!

The two of them stood by the window blankly, and it was not until the next victory call came that the most noble couple in the world reacted!

"Victory? Li Jing won? Killed 30,000 enemies and captured 100,000 enemies!"

at this moment! Li Shimin suddenly felt that the suffocation that had been pent up in his heart for many years was gone! What followed was a sense of relaxation that I had never felt before, instantly filling my whole body!

"I congratulate Your Majesty! Congratulations to the Tang Dynasty and congratulations to the world!"

After reacting, the eldest grandson Yingying bowed down. Immediately afterwards, the chamberlains and maids at the door followed suit and bowed down, shouting long live!

Li Shimin opened his arms and greedily breathed in the fresh air blowing from the window, as if he wanted to swallow the "Victory at Qikou" into his belly!

"Ring the prayer bell and open the palace door. I will meet all the ministers tonight and will not return until I get drunk! Hahaha..."

That night, the praying bell rang a total of 99 times, which was only nine times less than one hundred and eight times!

In Chang'an, all officials of the seventh rank and above are dressed neatly and enter the palace at night!

Wu Hou, who was patrolling the streets, quietly withdrew at some point, because no one could stop the reveling Chang'an people from flooding the streets!

The whole of Chang'an turned into a sea of ​​joy on this night!

The shadow lingering in the hearts of all Tang Dynasty people completely disappeared after the call for victory at Qikou and ceased to exist!

Deep in the palace, Li Yuan, who had grown significantly older in the past few years, slowly walked to the entrance of the courtyard after hearing the cheers outside. There was relief and joy in his eyes.

In front of a son who surpassed him in every aspect, the grudge in Li Yuan's heart slowly melted away.

Perhaps, the Xuanwu Sect’s fault was not all Erlang’s fault, but part of it was also his fault!