Prince of the Tang Dynasty: Signing in began with harming Li Shimin

Chapter 7

Tai Chi Palace.

Ganlu Temple.

The smoke from cooking in Chang'an City gradually dissipated, but the candles in the Temple of Manna were still bright.

His Majesty Li Er, who had just ascended the throne, was ambitiously summoning his confidants to discuss major court affairs.

Although the news of the Turkic invasion has not yet been sent back, the secret agents stationed in the Turkic territory have already discovered the clues.

It's just that the confident His Majesty Li Er and the important ministers of the Tang Dynasty didn't take defeats like Jie Li seriously.

From everyone's point of view, Xieli's trip this time was just a regular trip south to hunt grass valleys.

As long as an elite team is sent, Jieli will obediently return to the Turkic territory.

Although everyone was a little disturbed, they were still within acceptable range.

After all, the current Tang Dynasty is waiting to be rejuvenated, and it will also take time to restore its vitality.

At this moment.

The little eunuch on duty outside the door suddenly lowered his head and walked to the side of the big eunuch Liu Jishu, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Seeing this, Li Shimin turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Back to Your Majesty.

Su Guogong Cheng Zhijie asks to see you. "

Liu Jishu hurriedly bowed and replied when he heard the words.

"Show him in."

Li Shimin waved his hands impatiently, and frowned with a headache.

Now in the Tang Dynasty, he fears two people the most.

One is to pick Wei Zheng who is ready to offend Yan Zhijian at any time.

The other is Cheng Yaojin, who is always present in front of him.

Ever since he ascended to the position of prince, Cheng Yaojin, who has nothing to do, often asks him to make decisions.

Either someone stole his chicken, or someone killed his dog.

If he hadn't known that Cheng Yaojin had no bad intentions, Li Shimin would have dragged him out and beat him up violently.

"The last general, Cheng Zhijie, pays his respects to His Majesty."

Cheng Yaojin strode over and saluted with a big grin.

Li Shimin looked at him like a rascal, and frowned more and more with a headache.

"Get up."

"Why did you come here late at night?"

"His Majesty."

Cheng Yaojin gave a foolish smile, cupped his hands and said: "My son Chu Mo was favored by a Wenqu star today, and he burst into poetry and wrote several poems.

It's a pity that the minister is a vulgar person who is illiterate, so I am here to ask His Majesty to give you some advice. "

"what!"

Li Shimin's face was bulging with veins, and he felt a surge of hot blood rushing straight to the top of his head.

Cheng Yaojin is his confidant, how could he not know the details of his family.

If Cheng Yaojin can read a few lines of poems, Cheng Chumo is illiterate.

If he listened to Cheng Chumo's poem tonight, he might not be able to sleep all night.

Just looking at Cheng Yaojin's firm and longing eyes, Li Shimin couldn't bear to refute his face in public after all.

"While all the lovers are here, let's talk and listen.

There are auxiliary machines and others here, and they can taste and taste for you in a while. "

Die together.

When Li Shimin was young, he was always an emperor who shared his blessings.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Cheng Yaojin bowed again.

He gave Changsun Wuji and the others a hard look, raised his head and roared loudly: "This old man is talking about being a teenager, holding Huang on the left, Qingcang on the right, brocade hat and sable fur, Qianqi rolling Hiraoka..."

"Wow~"

Just at the beginning, Li Shimin and others widened their eyes in surprise.

Everyone is a well-educated person, so they can naturally distinguish a poem from a good one from a bad one.

The banter on the faces of Changsun Wuji and others gradually disappeared, replaced by expressions of disbelief.

The son of Hei Xiong from Mrs. Cheng's family can also compose poems? !

What kind of world is this TN!

There is no reason!

"It doesn't matter if the wine is drunk, the breasts are still open, and the temples are slightly frosted.

In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent?

Will draw the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, shoot the Sirius. "

Cheng Yaojin yelled without emotion.

Looking at the silent people around, I felt a little uneasy.

The reason why he chose this song "Hunting in Mizhou" is because he quite agrees with Su Jing's saying that there is a lot of food.

In his unpretentious heart, more words must be good.

Otherwise, who wants to put in so much effort to write so many words.

Therefore, he planned to use this poem with the largest number of words to blind everyone's eyes.

Just looking at the deserted and strange scene in the palace at this moment made him doubt himself a little bit.

Couldn't be fooled by that boy Su Jing.

If I had known this, I might as well choose the Chang'an flower.

At least they are both men, presumably Changsun Wuji and others are not immune.

"Good words, good words!"

Li Shimin suddenly applauded.

He squinted at Cheng Yaojin, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "It really surprises me that Chu Mo can write such a good essay that has been passed down through the ages.

But Yizhen, is this article really written by Chu Mo? "

"No."

Cheng Yaojin simply shook his head.

His purpose of coming here is not to make a name for Cheng Chumo.

"Who exactly did that?"

Li Shimin nodded, and did not blame Cheng Yaojin for deceiving him just now.

Among the founding monarchs of all dynasties, his mind is the broadest.

"Don't dare to lie to Your Majesty.

My son bought this from a man named Su Jing.

The price is five... ten guan. "

"Who dares to buy and sell poetry?

It's really a disgrace to my generation of literati!

If he is the son of the old man, the old man will break his dog legs! "

Hearing the words, Wei Zheng frowned angrily and cursed loudly.

Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin pouted.

Glancing at the colleagues who agreed with him, he said coldly: "This person's name is Su Jing, and he calls himself Li Bai, the Immortal of Poetry.

Old man, if you have the guts to beat him up, this old man will personally lead the way for you! "

"Oh~

He humiliated me so much, why wouldn't I dare! "

Wei Zheng replied stiffly.

Raising his hand to caress his long beard, he said with a sneer: "This old man Li Bai has heard of it.

He was the one who scolded me in Dongshi today for waiting for the corpse to eat vegetarian food.

Originally, the old man thought that there was a great talent in Chang'an City, but now it seems that he is just a person who deceives the world and steals his name. "

"Oh?"

Li Shimin raised his head with interest, and asked with a smile, "Is that the young Yingjie who insulted people's embroidery needles and scolded people only for his clothes but not for people?"

"Exactly."

Wei Zheng nodded and sighed regretfully.

Li Shimin smiled lightly, but did not respond to what Wei Zheng said.

In his opinion, as long as there is talent, flaws in character can be ignored.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing that Li Shimin didn't respond.

Cheng Yaojin braced himself and bowed his hands, lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, that young man went to the last general's mansion to present a treasure tonight.

The end will accidentally discover that there is something strange about him. "

"Let's hear it, what's so strange about him?"

Li Shimin said with a smile.

"Back to Your Majesty.

Su Jing just turned thirteen this year, and he was an abandoned baby adopted by his adoptive mother ten years ago.

Weichen has seen the jade pendant on his waist, which is exactly the same as that worn by King Yue and King Wei.

And he calls himself Li Bai, if his real surname is Li...

Your Majesty, his name should be Li Jing! "

"Oh!"

Li Shimin kicked the short table in front of him, and rushed to Cheng Yaojin in two or three steps.

Grabbing the collar, he said word by word: "Cheng Zhijie, what did you mean just now!"

Cheng Yaojin looked at Li Shimin whose face was bulging with veins, and hurriedly responded: "Your Majesty.

The last general just met Su... Li Jing.

His appearance is [-]% similar to that of His Majesty and Empress.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with this matter. "

"hiss!"

There was a sudden gasp in the Ganlu Hall.

Changsun Wuji and the others looked at each other, then quickly lowered their heads and looked at their noses and hearts.

If ordinary people find their parents and children, it will be a good thing that everyone is happy.

But if it's in the emperor's house...

Then it is not so simple.

"Jade pendant and appearance can be faked, how do you know that he is not an imposter!"

Li Shimin let go of Cheng Yaojin, closed his eyes and said in a cold voice.

The stakes are high, and he has to make sure nothing goes wrong.

"hey-hey."

Cheng Yaojin smiled abruptly, scratched his head and said, "Your Majesty.

Looking at it today, Li Jing didn't want to recognize his ancestors and return to them.

If he didn't want to save his father this time, he would definitely not come to the mansion of the last general to present treasures. "

"Damn!

Who is his father! "

Li Shimin roared angrily, and glared at Cheng Yaojin angrily.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and turned his head to look at Wei Zheng suspiciously.

The old man just said it.

If Su Jing is his son, he must break his dog legs.

Does he want to be the emperor, or is he calling the emperor a dog!