Some people will say: I have eaten more salt in my life than you have walked.
In Changsun Wuji's case, he would use similar words to teach his son Changsun Chong before. Nowadays, what he eats most may not be salt, but Jin Yiwei's all-purpose strategies and the beans that often appear in his bowl.
There were pills and real beans, but the most unforgettable thing was those crotons.
Jin Yiwei had used it on him. In addition to testing the different effects of chin bean metering on the human body, the purpose was to give him a massage according to Li Mingda's instructions.
He was used to all this, and he was used to it, stirring his rice bowl with a spoon. Those crotons were like little tadpoles, starting to scurry around with the stirring.
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He always felt that there was something wrong with this bowl of croton soup, with a slight fishy smell.
As for what it was, he had been in the prison for too long, and some of his memories were blurred.
Whether Changsun Wuji eats or not is his business. Anyway, Jin Yiwei knows that his family’s imperial concubine has prepared five days’ worth for him. If you don’t eat today, there will be tomorrow; if you don’t eat tomorrow, there will be the day after tomorrow.
If he doesn't eat anymore, just pour it into his mouth. After all, he can't starve to death, right?
(*^▽^*)
Li Zhi looked at the food in his hand. He was now helpless about Changsun Wuji's situation. You have to know that just now Murong Xue asked the Jin Yiwei who delivered the meal to send a message: Lock up Li Zhi.
Not for anything else, she didn't want to watch Li Mingda chop him off with his own hands. It was not easy for her family to reconcile with her mother-in-law, the Empress Dowager. Thinking back to the weird atmosphere in the Emperor's family of the Tang Dynasty when the two of them broke up, Murong Xue felt that as the mistress of the family, she had to set an example and act like a fool to ruin the atmosphere.
The prescriptions from Mingyue were actually nothing, just some simple medicines to strengthen the body and prevent Changsun Wuji from eating too much croton.
The medicine did not go to Li Mingda's royal warehouse, but was thrown into the hospital. The person who sent the message did not hide too much. After all, Li Mingda had laid out the plan and was waiting for someone to transfer in.
According to Li Mingda's words: It's the Chinese New Year, so let's kill two or five young people to add to the fun and strive to keep the Tang Dynasty prosperous.
The emperor's simple words determined the life and death of some people. For the time being, no one in the upper echelons of the court who had been dragged along countless times by Li Mingda held up a blood letter asking for peace with the enemy, which was very smart.
Without such great wisdom, Li Mingda's life as a salted fish would be a lot boring. Li Mingda once thought of cultivating one himself. Think about it carefully, this is not just causing trouble for yourself.
Anyway, if you have some free time, wouldn't it be better if you use the system to regulate the wind and rain of the Tang Dynasty and make everything as smooth as possible so that the national power of the Tang Dynasty can flourish.
Changsun Wuji slowly opened his mouth and drank the croton soup slowly. It doesn’t mean that croton is bad. In some aspects, it is good for detoxification and beauty.
Changsun Wuji, who had been in the prison for a long time and lacked exercise, naturally accumulated a lot of toxins in his body, so eating some crotons or something would not hurt him.
Of course, it would be better if the dishes and steamed buns were not stuffed. After all, when eating, too much of one thing affects the taste of the dish.
"Is it tasty"
Li Daozong's voice came from the side. He just looked at the gap between the two people's meals, and a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth. Obviously knowing that His Majesty the Mingzun Holy Emperor would never leave a grudge until the next day, he still went to torment that fool Li Zhi when he had nothing to do.
No, Croton is here again.
As an old fox, he also knew that Changsun Wuji was not simply causing trouble for Li Mingda. He was very dark in his heart.
What is conspiracy: It means that you clearly know that he wants to do something that is not good for you, but it is difficult for you to stop him, and he will also say that it will have an adverse impact on you.
The conspiracy is not unsolvable. You need to use clever tricks or direct crushing power to break it.
Whether Li Mingda knew this or not, Li Daozong didn't know, but he also understood that Li Mingda's ability to directly bypass the concubine and directly ascend to the throne in that kind of environment was not only a test of strategy, but also strength.
If he had known that Li Daozong thought this way, Li Mingda would definitely have laughed. After all, when he went to Chang'an City, he did not intend to become the emperor directly, but the three fools in his family were more disappointing than the other.
If he didn't go up, Li Shimin, who was stimulated, would definitely restrict his new policies in every way. He even said that he would reverse course, cancel the New Deal, and instead cultivate Li Zhi, a loser. In order to let Li Zhi grow up, he would not hesitate to use his experience as a baby to squeeze out the last drop of blood.
Emperor
It is right to be ruthless, and taking too many considerations into consideration will accomplish nothing.
"Would you like to try it?"
To Li Daozong's greetings, Changsun Wuji answered him in a very bad tone while eating.
He also had a lot of cooperation with a member of the same cell next to him, including Li Tang's Unification of the World during the late Sui Dynasty, Li Shimin's Xuanwu Sect, etc.
Nowadays, he doesn't help himself, and occasionally creates troubles. The only thing that makes Changsun Wuji angry is that Li Mingda leaves it to Li Daozong.
"No, I have a bad appetite and can't eat that much croton."
"Tch, don't ask if you can't eat it."
"Why do you think you, the emperor's brother-in-law and the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, have trouble with your niece?"
As soon as he said this, Changsun Wuji frowned. He also thought about this issue, why he and Li Mingda were so opposed to each other. Maybe he didn't understand it outside, but he knew it in his heart after being in the prison for so long.
The two people have different values, their starting points for thinking about problems, and their desired results are also different.
Changsun Wuji knew that he was using political means for his family and for his own rights and desires.
As for the original Princess Jinyang, Changsun Wuji, whose devotion to the people had been darkened, did not believe this. He couldn't figure out the reason, even if Li Mingda was the reincarnation of the immortal known as Ming Zun.
Immortal
Isn't it just an existence that is aloof and indifferent to the world?
If Li Mingda didn't just become a high-level immortal, why would he go to the human world to wade through this muddy water?
He didn't know that Li Mingda's purpose at the beginning was very simple. In order to continue to live and for his own future, the goal was long-term, clear, and the means...
Changsun Wuji, who was next door, didn't answer him, and Li Daozong didn't continue to say anything. As a withered bone in the grave, the outcome is destined to be clear or not.
After eating all the crotons, Changsun Wuji's body had certain reactions that night.
In Chang'an Chengtai Hospital, after preparing some medicinal materials, news about some simple body-restoring medicines were caught in Tianlao, and the news was slowly spread through assistants from all parties.
Li Mingda was squatting on a lounge chair in the palace, holding a skewer in his hand and looking up at the stars.
To be continued
