Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

Li Ke smiled faintly: "Wukong, the gourd of Taishang Laojun is not bad, it seems to be called Zijin gourd."

Sun Wukong: "Sir, I didn't intend to kill these two little Taoist boys. They showed their true colors and were very cute. They also said that they were originally two brothers who ate fruits and sang songs while riding horses, but they were called away by the Taishang Laojun , and then turned into a monster, which made my grandson feel uncomfortable."

"I didn't tell you to kill them." Li Ke felt that Sun Wukong had become a dead-headed man now, "You just take the sheep by hand. I heard that there is a bundle of immortals. Give me the gourd. You can keep the bundle of immortals. Do you think it's worth it?"

Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, "Sir, yes. This gourd has too many targets along the way, but the fairy rope is different. Take it out to deal with those western monsters."

Just when Li Ke was in the water, Daji came: "Master, there is a cripple outside."

"Cripple? There are still lame people in the Tang Palace?"

Suddenly, Li Ke smiled, because he saw the cripple, who was covering his waist, leaning on crutches, his feet were wrapped in thick white cloth, and there was a metallic smile on his swarthy face.

This smile is very sweet.

"Your Highness, Wei Zheng sees you!"

Li Ke looked at Wei Zheng, still wondering in his heart, what is this guy doing here?

Sitting on the chair, Li Ke pointed at the smiling Wei Zheng: "You were hit by a hoe yesterday, how dare you walk today?"

Wei Zheng's face changed, and then he took a breath, "Your Highness, I endured the pain and came here specially to ask Your Highness something."

Li Ke didn't want to talk to him, this guy just added troubles to his peaceful life in Tang Dynasty.

There used to be a saying in the palace that if you told Wei Zheng the secret, it would be better to post a notice at the south gate of Chang'an City.

This guy is like this, the things he asked may not be suitable for others to know.

"Your Highness, Wei Zheng wants to know whether the potatoes are real or fake?"

Li Ke originally thought that Wei Zheng was here to make trouble for him, but in the end, isn't this a trouble for Li Shimin?

Since they are looking for trouble with Li Shimin, there is a common topic.

"The potato, of course it is true, why, do you have an idea?"

Wei Zheng waved his hands again and again: "No, no, how is it possible, how could Wei Zheng have an idea, but hearing that the thing came from the hands of the Third Highness, Wei Zheng felt a little unbelievable."

Li Ke said leisurely: "Why can't it come from me? Is it because I am a nine-year-old child?"

"Nine years old, not too young, Wei Zheng, what do you want to say?"

Wei Zheng's head almost got into his robe, he gritted his teeth suddenly and stomped his feet: "Your Highness, please forgive Wei Zheng for speaking out."

IMHO?Anyway, I don't want to talk to you.

"The matter of potatoes is related to the state system and the people of the world. It is not child's play. Now His Majesty regards it as a treasure, and he doesn't want to think about Shu, and he doesn't care about it. He is in the imperial garden all day long. How can this be..."

Li Ke lay there, while Daji sneered faintly.

"Who said that only by handling public affairs in the court seriously is being responsible to the people?"

Li Ke's voice was mixed with a powerful aura, which entered the brain and heart in an instant, and it was deafening.

Wei Zheng only felt that his head was buzzing, and he slowly raised his head, as if his head weighed more than a thousand catties.

"Your Highness, this... this... where did you start?"

Li Ke smiled coldly: "Wei Zheng, don't think I can't understand you."

"Li Mi's old department, Li Jiancheng's counselor, and now the first official of the Tang Yushi, pretending to be confused, the whole court you say second, no one dares to say first, right?"

Wei Zheng's legs softened in an instant. This strategy was his last resort. Li Jiancheng's old department is almost dead, and now he is left to be reused. The black knight inventory.

In this era, which official can stand the investigation?

"Your Highness, Wei Zheng dare not..."

"You don't dare? Then why do you say that you are so good, but you don't see the slightest action?"

Li Ke grasped this point, and the eyes of the nine-year-old boy pierced Wei Zheng's heart like two rays of righteous light.

Wei Zheng panicked, you know, Li Ke is a master of celestial physique, with an aura of looking down on the world, he usually hides it, but when he wants to show it, he has to put it away, otherwise he will be like Wei Zheng. A mere mortal, stare at him, and he dies.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

"Wei Zheng has something to say..."

Li Ke didn't even lift his eyelids, he just waved Fan Tianyin aside.

"You said, I'm listening."

Wei Zheng was kneeling on the ground at this time, and he didn't care about the pain in his feet, anyway, no matter how painful it was, it was not as painful as Wei Zheng's neck is now.

The moment Li Ke looked at him, he felt his neck was about to disappear.

"Your Highness, it's all Wei Zheng's fault, and Wei Zheng has no other choice."

Wei Zheng was crying, the majestic No. [-] bronze mirror in the Tang Dynasty, the direct minister appointed by Li Shimin, Wei Zheng who never backed down from Li Shimin's intimidation, the unyielding hero of the ages, cried into tears in front of Li Ke .

Or if a man doesn't cry, he has no confidant and hasn't reached the sad place.

At this moment, Wei Zheng was so frightened that he cried.

"Your Highness, Wei Zheng has no choice."

"Your Majesty, it seems to be very peaceful. In private, he holds a heavy army. The black knight said to disband. So far, we have not seen His Majesty's order."

"The old ministers in the court are all His Majesty's confidantes, but Wei Zheng is Li Jiancheng's former confidant. Do you think His Majesty can trust me?"

"If you can choose to be an ordinary courtier, who would be willing to risk his head every day to persuade him."

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Li Ke was dumbfounded, this Wei Zheng was too professional.

Li Ke has seen many professional funeral teams, but he has never seen one as sincere as Wei Zheng. If there is a suona sound at this time, "Crying Seven Passes" and "Big Funeral" are paired with Wei Zheng's crying. God was moved and cried.

"I also want to do something for the world, but Wei Zheng is a civil servant, and it's okay to be looked down upon in the court on weekdays. His Majesty asked Wei Zheng to come back, but he never gave Wei Zheng an explanation. It can't always be like this?"

"Wei Zheng thought about it, but he could only take a slanted edge. What's wrong with bluntly admonishing him? Who would dare to tell the truth among the people around His Majesty?"

The people around Li Shimin, apart from Wei Zheng, are not many who dare to tell the truth, unless the anger reaches a certain level.

Li Ke couldn't help sighing, Li Shimin is such a miserable person.

"Your Highness, Wei Zheng requested that your Highness leave the matter of the potatoes to Wei Zheng."

Li Ke drooped his eyelids: "Didn't His Majesty arrange that?"

Wei Zheng shook his head again and again: "Your Majesty has said it in the court today, and His Majesty has the final say on this matter."