dragon?
Ancient emperors called themselves the True Dragon Emperor.
Could it be that being an emperor brings you some luck, and then...
He stretched out his hand and looked at his paws. They were white and tender skin, small and exquisite, and there were a few pieces of pastry on the nails.
If you look closely, there are no scales or anything like that.
He reached out and scratched the tail vertebra of his butt to see if there was a tail.
It seems that I am not a little green dragon yet. I don’t have a little tail or a little breast.
Oh no, there are small breasts.
Hum hum
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Li Mingda's strange behavior aroused Wu Xu's idea. He stretched his face over and asked Li Mingda: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
He stretched out the hand that scratched his butt just now, touched Wu Xu's face and replied: "It's okay, you are busy with your business."
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"oh"
Wu Xu turned around and started working on today's theme, dealing with the memorial.
It is worth mentioning that Yu and Li Mingda strictly required that memorials to officials from various places should be written in vernacular and flattering articles and official documents should be written separately, which tripled the efficiency of government affairs processing.
The workload that requires working overtime until late at night can be solved in just half a day.
In addition, Li Mingda captured the young men Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling, Li Ji, Li Jing, Jia Xu, Yan Liang, etc., and also had sufficient rest time.
As for those fancy articles, Li Mingda kept stuffing them in, and they were used as firewood in the small charcoal stove.
Roast some peanuts, steamed buns, etc., and occasionally set up the charcoal stove to roast some lamb legs.
(￣～￣)Chew!
Under Li Mingda's comprehensive utilization, the Imperial Study Room has become a place integrating eating, drinking, playing, resting and working.
I originally wanted to put some wooden dummies in there to upgrade my martial arts skills, but Yu Xiaoqian grabbed his thigh and moaned for a long time.
Yu Xiaoqian felt that if things continued like this, the royal study room in the community would probably need a stable, after all, there was already a kennel.
The Imperial Study Room was the office of the supreme ruler of the Tang Dynasty and the place where political orders and military events from all over the world were announced.
Please don't bring trouble to this place anymore.
In the end, at Yu Xiaoqian's plea, Li Mingda gave up a series of renovation plans such as the sauna room and retained the current layout.
Yu Xiaoqian was exhausted mentally and physically, but fortunately he still completed his duties as the general manager of the Tang Dynasty Palace.
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The people who are the most exhausted are actually Li Mingda, the official historian, and the ordinary people.
They really don't know how Li Mingda, the first empress reincarnated as an immortal in thousands of years, can record Li Mingda's various living habits and words without being considered to be random fabrication.
After all, Li Mingda’s daily actions.
He slept until he woke up naturally in the morning, then harassed his family members, and then ate more than three adults' food.
Yima Zuilai took Oscar and his family to the Imperial Garden to fertilize the flowers, plants and trees in the Imperial Garden, prune their branches, and then improve the softness of the soil in the Imperial Garden.
Then he threw the Oscar family into the pool to take a bath, then returned to the imperial study, took out the small charcoal stove, lit those fancy and useless memorials as ignition materials, and baked some snacks.
Look through the memorials that have been sorted out.
I would lie down while eating and watching, and occasionally take a nap.
Watching Jin Yiwei catch any corrupt official, he scolded him.
Then when lunch time came, it was still more than three adults, and then it went into nap mode.
In the afternoon, I still slept until I woke up naturally. When I woke up, I was stunned and then went outside to perform a blind chicken machete trick.
Then he rode around on horseback, and occasionally went to Tianlao to take a look at Li Chengqian and Changsun Wujiyou.
Then it was time to go back and deal with the last batch of memorials for the afternoon competition, and then it was time to eat, drink and have fun in the evening.
Why don't you record this? It's like this every day, eating, drinking and having fun with Murong Xuewuxu and other family members.
Since Li Mingda came to the throne in the Tang Dynasty, not only has the public security situation in various places improved, the government has become clearer and clearer.
The Shixungui Palace does not dare to cause trouble, the area of faith is also peaceful and stable, and the teachings of the Ming Zun Holy Cult encourage people to be positive, work hard and have a kind heart.
There is also the duel between monarch and minister. Generally, any major matter is discussed secretly with Jia Xu and others, and they can't get along, or when they are having fun with Murong Xue, the two of them just talk about a sentence that I can't understand. The matter was settled.
Murong Xue and Li Mingda used various words to call each other in private: Fu Nv, A Zhai, Gou Zi, Xiao Bai, Uncle, Boss, Great God...
There was no way to say it. In the end, after racking their brains, they could only make notes and write down that the two of them had conversations using private and intimate terms.
As for what it means to be free from death, be beautiful, not eat well, be picky, braised in brown sauce, beggar...
Forget it, they finally unanimously decided to do as they please. Unless it is a national event, these messy things in life will not be written about.
If they don't write, Wu Xu, the number one intelligence officer around Li Mingda, the housekeeper, and the target of Murong Xue's long-term bullying, naturally doesn't want them to be blatantly lazy.
After being scolded by the historians, Li Mingda grabbed his ears and took them away.
Li Mingda was very satisfied with the historian's laziness. She didn't want to open her own records and read that on June XX, XX, the empress Li Mingda took the discarded memorials from the imperial study and roasted peanuts and meat skewers...
When the reports from Qingfeng, Pang Tong and Li Ru arrived, Li Mingda had just returned from the Li Zheng Palace.
Comrade Lao Li's health is getting better and better since he took Wangyue Sha, Dihuang Pills and calcium tablets. In addition, he does not need to stay up late to worry about government affairs, his work and rest hours are regular, and he is full of energy.
Lao Li felt that he was much younger, and he became more convinced that Li Mingda was really the reincarnation of a god.
Every time I see Li Mingda, he always talks about the immortal...
Li Mingda had no choice but to throw two Dali Pills at him occasionally and take them together. Anyway, he would not die after taking them, his health would get better and better, and he would not cause any trouble to himself.
My mother and grandson are also very satisfied with Lao Li's current situation. I am satisfied in every way. Lao Li's belly is getting smaller and smaller, his endurance is getting longer and longer, and he no longer recruits new little sisters, especially those given to her by Li Mingda. The body-conditioning donkey-hide gelatin and the powerful pills make the skin and body better and better.
Changsun Wuji was left alive again. Apart from losing real power and having nothing to do with their property, what else could the family want to do with their tail between their legs?
Then maybe drive Li Zhi out of the Zhengdian Palace and create another one.
Because Li Zhi was disliked, he finally had no choice but to live in his own Prince Jin's Mansion. In order to prevent anyone from making trouble in his name, Li Mingda involved this fool and provided appropriate restrictive protection to Li Zhi.
Lao Li, let’s forget about him. The real love between husband and wife does not require a son.
Li Mingda, who was lying down, read the report sent by Qingfeng and the others, and rolled his eyes a few times: "Come, go and call Murong Xue back."
Wu Xu came over and asked Li Mingda a little restlessly: "Your Majesty, can I..."
Li Mingda thought for a while and then shook his head: "Good boy, this job is not suitable for you."
To be continued
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