Li Zhi treated the two of them very politely, and he might be a good boy in the eyes of outsiders.
In the eyes of Li Chengqian and Li Tai, this younger brother is a loser. Although Changsun Wuji is their uncle, he has committed fewer mistakes than died ten times.
As for Li Daozong, it doesn't matter if he is polite. After all, Li Lingjun's nothingness means that Li Mingda will not do anything to him at all, he will just take care of him.
In Li Daozong's eyes, Li Zhi, who was much darker and thinner, was an unqualified prince. Not to mention Machiavellian tactics, the most basic thing to know is that he and Changsun Wuji both deserved their punishment.
But they all deserve to die, and Changsun Wuji is an existence that cannot be contaminated.
"Marquis Jinyang, I wonder if I can ask you a question?"
It was rare for Li Daozong to speak, so Changsun Wuji glared at him. He didn't know what Li Daozong wanted to do specifically, but it was probably going to be detrimental to him.
"Excuse me, uncle"
Li Zhi looked like he was waiting for a test of his knowledge in school, and was waiting for Li Daozong's question.
"Maybe he said: 'How about repaying evil with kindness?' You can know the next sentence."
Suddenly, Li Zhi remembered the conversation between Li Mingda and his father, Li Shimin, including this paragraph. He carefully recalled Li Mingda's answer at that time.
He glared at Li Daozong, then at Changsun Wuji, whose eyes were twitching, and then turned around to look at his two brothers who were staring at him.
Li Zhi swallowed. He felt as if he had done something he shouldn't have done.
But he felt that he didn't seem to have done anything wrong. After all, he greeted politely.
"Uncle, I know this problem"
Li Zhi's answer was that Li Daozong just nodded slightly, then lowered his head and continued to pick up the chess pieces in his hand, continuing to play chess with himself. The man next to him, Changsun Wuji, wanted to eat people, and Li Daozong stopped paying attention to him.
There is nothing more than a piece of rotten flesh in the sky prison that has no future.
Seeing that Li Daozong stopped answering, Li Zhi, who originally wanted to continue to express his views, seemed to have his neck stuck.
He opened his mouth, then swallowed his words.
Snapped
Li Chengqian slapped Li Zhi on the shoulder and scolded in a low voice: "Zhinu, you and I and Qingque haven't seen each other for many days. Let's play cards for fun."
Having said that, if Li Zhi continues to ask Changsun Wuji to politely deal with family affairs, the irritable Holy Emperor Mingzun doesn't know how to deal with him.
Li Zhi was still thinking about what he wanted to say, but Li Tai pulled him to his side and lectured him angrily: "Shut up and play cards as long as you are told."
Changsun Wuji looked sideways at the three brothers, his eyes flashed with a cold light, he opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Your Highness, your Highness, let's go play cards."
"Eldest brother, second brother, let me say a few words to uncle first."
Li Chengqian and Li Tai relaxed and held Li Zhi's hand in a tacit understanding. The two brothers felt in a tacit understanding that Li Zhi should continue to receive some education.
"uncle"
"What's the matter, Your Highness?"
"Please forget those things. After all, they are in the past."
“How can we forget the family severance?”
"We are family too"
"I'm just a relative, you can throw it away after use"
"Your Majesty is merciful"
"Pooh"
Li Zhi was stunned for a moment, then fell silent, bowed to Changsun Wuji, returned to Li Chengqian and Li Tai, and said softly: "Brothers, let's play cards." His voice was full of helplessness.
The Jin Yiwei who was on duty in the prison on the side wrote down the conversation, left the scene during the shift change, and reported the conversation to his superior.
Every move in the sky prison is under the surveillance of Jinyiwei. This is not only a prison cell, but also a training ground for Jinyiwei.
On the third floor of the imperial study room where the conversation arrived, he was lying on a recliner and listening to the music played by the court musician Miao Yin, looking leisurely and contented.
Although there were always some snowstorms in the past when winter came, the nomadic losses in the north were too great to sustain, and now they were all merged into the Tang Dynasty. There wasn't enough cattle and sheep to feed them for the winter, so Li Mingda ordered them to kill some and make them into frozen meat, which was purchased by the Tang Dynasty officials.
They were transported to Datang Pass by the official cavalry team, and then sent to Chang'an City, where they were distributed to military camps as a New Year's meal reward.
The herdsmen received money and food, kept their livestock alive, and lived a much more comfortable life. The Tang Dynasty rewarded the three armies, and the morale of the army was stable. It was worth spending some money and food.
Moreover, purchasing frozen meat on such a large scale is much cheaper than fresh mutton, and it is better to eat in large quantities.
The method of making ice with saltpeter has now spread across the country, accelerating the scope of commercial activities in Datang, and spreading fresh fruits and vegetables from various places to a wider range.
"Your Majesty, the guards in imperial robes are reporting to you."
Liuli handed Jin Yiwei's report to Li Mingda. Looking at Liuli who was about to become an adult and already cunning, Li Mingda took a sip of tea and took the report from Liuli's little hand with satisfaction.
After browsing at the speed of ten lines at a glance, he frowned: Li Zhi was still worried. He worked a lot in the greenhouse, but his brain was not developed properly.
Li Chengqian and Li Tai reminded him that his consciousness was not bad, and Li Daozong's performance was also satisfactory to Li Mingda.
It's Changsun Wuji. In the past, he ignored Li Chengqian and Li Tai, but now that he sees Li Zhi coming, he wants to do something stupid again.
I really know that I can't die for the time being, so I have nothing to worry about. I hope that I can continue to disgust myself through Li Zhi, a fool.
However, Changsun Wuji really disgusted himself.
How to deal with two people? Li Mingda thought for a while and planned to discuss it with his own fox. After all, winter is here, and it’s time to have some fun, and it’s long-term.
In Chang'an City, winter is not a holiday, and the prosperity remains the same.
People in thick clothes on the street continue to live their lives, and wandering vendors carry burdens and walk around on the street, selling their goods.
On the street, some merchants asked their clerks to stand at the door and shout, soliciting passers-by in the hope that they would come and buy something. Real big merchants have guards standing at the door. They don't need to recruit people, they just need to protect the store and customers.
The neat ranks of Jin Yiwei, Holy Knights, and Jin Wuwei were walking through, maintaining order.
As Li Mingda's number one confidant, a roundworm in the stomach, the boss of the black market, the first sister among the noble children, the neighborhood... Murong Xue, who has their own titles, squatted in the royal private room of Piaoxue Building, listening to his subordinates people report on their work in the past few days.
Piaoxuelou usually doesn't do much business except for the princes and merchants who bring a bottle of wine, so it's just as simple as that.
The black market, as a hidden behemoth, has been partially cleaned up after the last Luocang incident, but the interior is still cumbersome, especially some time ago, as Li Mingda's important adviser Guo Jia fixed a lot of things for himself Son.
It was all for the sake of Li Mingda's stability, but it was not left to her to clean up the mess.
After listening to the report from his subordinates, Murong Xue's bright eyes began to spin wildly on her slightly plump and charming face like a fox.
Snapped
He slapped the table in confusion
"We have to go back to the palace to complain to Tachibana."
To be continued
