For a moment, Li Shimin seemed to have seen countless disaster memorials from various places piled up and sent to his imperial court.
Li Shimin suddenly felt more and more worried. He devoted himself to the people and refused to indulge in extravagance and enjoyment. Why did God choose to go against him?
In the past three years since he ascended the throne, there have been successive famines and refugees everywhere. He, Li Shimin, has worked hard to govern and dare not slack off, but the weather has been unfavorable all year round.
Is it because he, Li Shimin, is not worthy of being the emperor?
Or is it so difficult for people in this world to live a good life?
Li Shimin's face was full of sorrow, and his heroic ambition to attack the Turks in the morning was gone. Even though he aimed to stabilize the world, he only felt that the world was difficult to control...
"His Majesty……"
Fang Xuanling shouted in a low voice, which made the sighing Li Shimin come back to his senses.
"Since Mr. Tang knows what the weather is like, why don't you... go away in casual clothes and talk to that guy again?"
Li Shimin suddenly raised his eyebrows and his eyes lit up, yes! It's better to go talk to this guy, maybe there will be some surprise...
Anyway, he was so angry that he had no time to deal with other matters, so he could go out of the palace to relax. Fang Xuanling's words just hit Li Shimin's heart.
Li Shimin immediately concluded: "Very good, I just want to go out of the palace to relax..."
Then he thought about it and continued: "By the way, don't make any noise later."
If Wei Zheng, that iron-headed boy, finds out about this, there will probably be another one who comes out of the palace to enjoy himself.
What you say is so skillful that it makes people feel distressed~
After hearing this, Du Ruhui couldn't sit still. He bowed quickly and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, can I go with you, sir?"
Why do these two still have a small circle? Did His Majesty exclude him? No, I have to follow. How can I do this if I don’t play with myself?
Li Shimin thought for a moment, then said: "That's fine, but remember, don't reveal your identity. When you go there, just say you are Lao Du, the housekeeper in the house, don't say anything more."
"According to the order."
Du Ruhui replied with a respectful look on his face, but he was a bit worried in his heart. He wanted to see what kind of person Tang Xiaozi was in the eyes of His Majesty and Keming, who was worthy of being treated like this by Your Majesty...
Li Shimin waved his hand: "Okay, you two will quickly go back to your house to change clothes, and then we will meet outside Yanxi Gate and go to Jinghe Village."
Another reason why Li Shimin was so straightforward was that he really missed Tang Sufan's food and wine.
Ever since he came back from that boy, the food delivered from the imperial dining room every day has always been unpalatable, and ever since he drank Tang Sufan's wine, even the royal wine in the palace was as hard to swallow as sour water.
The three of them acted independently, and Li Shimin went directly to the back courtyard of the palace to change into regular clothes suitable for his master's status.
Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui's residence was not far from the palace, so it was convenient to come and go. They hurriedly changed out of their court clothes, and then hurried towards the Yanxi Gate of Taiji Hall as quickly as possible.
After all, there is no such thing as a king waiting for his ministers...
Half an hour later, Li Shimin changed into regular clothes and walked alone to the direction of Yanxi Gate without any bodyguards.
At the corner of the door, in addition to Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui who had changed into regular clothes, there was also a rough and burly man squatting there, laughing and chatting with two people, Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui, who didn't look very good.
The rough roaring sound could be heard even from a mile away.
When you see Fang and Du chatting with each other, you probably know that these three people are not chatting in the same channel~
Li Shimin walked over quickly, still thinking why Cheng Hanzi was here?
Cheng Yaojin quickly stood up, raised his thick eyebrows and said to Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, you can't go anywhere without Tang Xiaozi without me, Old Cheng~"
If Li Shimin hadn't told him not to go to Tang Sufan's place to avoid exposing his identity, Cheng Yaojin would have thought about going there every day.
That drink made Cheng Yaojin think about it day and night for several days.
In the past few days, everyone in the Cheng family was amazed at the fact that Cheng Yaojin, a drunkard, could drink less than half as much as usual~
Several tough-headed boys at home pretended to be filial and asked if their health was going bad, but Cheng Yaojin kicked them back one by one with a dark face...
Li Shimin asked: "Zhijie, how do you know where we are going to Tang Sufan?"
Cheng Yaojin scratched his unshaven face and said in an innocent manner: "On the way back to my house, I saw my old man rushing to the house in a hurry. He grabbed me and forced me... Oh no, I asked him. , then I found out where Your Majesty is going to Mr. Tang~"
"So I also went to the old house to get some clothes and hurried over to protect His Majesty."
Li Shimin was speechless. You're a guard. If you want to drink, just say so!
This Cheng is stupid, call him stupid, but actually this bitch is smarter than anyone else.
Glancing at Fang Xuanling's aggrieved old face, Li Shimin had an idea.
Li Shimin still worried and warned: "Then let's go together. Remember, don't get drunk at Tang Sufan's place and expose our identities!"
Cheng Yaojin clapped his chest loudly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I, Old Cheng, know~"
Then a carriage with inconspicuous decoration drove over. Li Shimin and others got on the carriage, then left the palace and went straight to Jinghe Village.
It looks like an ordinary carriage, but there are countless guards secretly guarding it...
The rickety carriage exited from Tonghua Gate on the east side of Chang'an City and headed south...
Jinghe Village, inside Tang Sufan Courtyard.
Tang Sufan lay lazily on the recliner, letting out misunderstanding moans from time to time~
"Oh~his~comfortable~"
"Ying'er, click left~Yes, yes, yes~"
"Ah~~~"
Although Tang Sufan looked extremely comfortable under Ying'er's massage, he still felt verbally and verbally criticizing his fallen soul from time to time, all because of this evil feudal society...
It has been several days since we brought Tao Ying'er mother and son back, and the little girl's complexion has become better and better under the top-notch food in Tang Sufan's house.
That dull and timid character also changed as he stayed with Tang Sufan every day, gradually showing the innocence and smile that a girl should have...
Then she put on a nice little skirt and changed her appearance, and a cute and quiet little loli appeared.
At this time, Wen Bo was limping on his left leg, holding some account books, and walked towards Tang Sufan with a kind and happy smile.
Although Tang Sufan hired two or three doctors to look at Wen Bo's legs, it seemed that he could only prescribe two prescriptions for the elderly to maintain his health.
It can't cure the root cause, and the lameness problem can be regarded as completely gone.
Tang Sufan asked him to have a good rest for a few days and not go to the ground, but how could Uncle Wen sit still? After barely resting for a day, he began to do his best to handle Tang Sufan's affairs.
Although my legs and feet are inconvenient, the sparkle in my old eyes is shining again...
"Master, the money from the workshop has been sent over by the old slave, and it has been put together with the small workshop you bought before."
Tang Sufan slowly opened his eyes happily, looked at Uncle Wen and replied with a smile: "Okay, I'll think about the rest first. Uncle Wen, please sit down for a while while we drink tea."
Zhang Wen hesitated for a moment, but still sat down. In the past few days, he had come to know Tang Sufan's character - casual, generous, and informal.
And he has never regarded them as servants. If he pays more attention to etiquette, the young master may become angry.
Therefore, Tao Ying'er and her daughter woke up with smiles every day, and the workers at the tavern worked hard, fearing that they would work less.
Tao Yinger poured Uncle Wen a cup of tea as clear as spring and green from the celadon teapot on the side.
Then Tao Ying'er said softly: "Grandpa Wen, here~"
Wen Bo laughed repeatedly and said: "Okay, okay~"
Then he carefully took the celadon cup and took a nice sip.
