Datang Hotel: The Leisurely Life of a Chef Dad

At this time, in the palace, noon passed and the sun became colder.

There was a gray mist in the sky, like a sign of rain.

Queen Changsun looked at Li Shimin lying on the couch and sighed. If it rains, the ground will probably freeze tomorrow. The weather has been getting colder and colder recently.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why are you always so brave?"

Suddenly, Li Shimin sneezed several times, and a carp stood upright, his eyes blurred.

"Huh? Where is this place? Why does it look like the Manna Palace?"

"Huh? Maid Guanyin, you never said that you are three sisters..."

"Who the hell is scolding me again?"

Empress Changsun picked up a bowl of hangover soup from the side and said, "Your Majesty, please drink some of this."

Li Shimin took a deep breath and drank a few mouthfuls of hangover soup. His mind suddenly became clear. Although he was still dizzy, he didn't look at two or three people anymore.

"Hurry up, I'm going to try that yellow mud!"

"And the bull nose ring method..."

A moment later, in the palace, yellow mud mixed with coal that had been crushed almost into powder was placed in front of Li Shimin.

Li Shimin frowned. This thing is like mud. How can it be made into the briquettes in Liu Xuan's home?

Li Shimin rubbed his hands and carefully recalled the appearance of the briquettes in Liu Xuan's house. Suddenly, he thought of an idea.

"Come here, bring me the straight pen holder from my study room!"

"Get some more brushes!"

After a while, Li Shimin carefully released the mud-like coal formed in the pen holder, which looked like a cylinder.

Li Shimin flipped up his hair, nodded with satisfaction, picked up the brush, and poked a few holes in it.

"Your Majesty, are you playing in the mud?"

Li Shimin was suddenly startled by this sudden voice.

When he turned around, he saw Wei Zheng's face that needed a beating.

"Ah, Wei Zheng."

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

Wei Zhengcai didn't care so much. What Li Shimin said was not important. What was important was that he entered the palace to present the memorial. When he saw Li Shimin playing with mud, he became instantly interested.

There are almost no people in Chang'an who don't gossip.

Wei Zheng had no choice before, but now Wei Zheng decided to integrate into the atmosphere of Chang'an and challenge his weaknesses.

In other words, even if a manure truck passes by his door, he still wants to taste it.

"You go away, I'm doing something big!"

Wei Zheng smiled and put his hands behind his back: "Your Majesty, is playing in mud a big deal?"

Li Shimin was not happy at that time. There were still black traces in his hand, so he took action suddenly.

Wei Zheng's eyes only felt blurry, and then he felt something stumbled on his face, and there was a pricking feeling when he touched it.

I was careless and didn't dodge.

"This is coal, what I use to help people all over the world survive the winter."

"We will start selling them in two days. Wei Zheng, do you think my briquettes are doing well?"

Briquettes? This name is fresh.

There was a strange taste in his mouth, but Wei Zheng couldn't hold back his curiosity. He lay on the ground and looked at the briquettes that looked like a pen holder. Wei Zheng pondered for a while at the hole poked with the brush.

Big eyes stare at small eyes.

"Your Majesty, why haven't you heard of this thing before?"

Li Shimin wiped his hands and waved to the guards on the side: "Come here, you all, and get a hundred yuan for these briquettes today!"

"Wei Zheng, you don't understand, haven't you met Liu Xuan before?"

Wei Zheng's heart skipped a beat, as expected!

Just talk about why your Majesty suddenly granted Liu Xuan the title. It turns out that this is the reason.

Today, when he returned home from the court, Wei Zheng tossed and turned at home and found it difficult to fall asleep. After the morning meeting on the fifth day of the lunar month, he could obviously rest, but Wei Zheng couldn't sleep.

He was curious, why, why.

Your Majesty, is it just because Liu Xuan cooks delicious food?

I see!

"Your Majesty, is this thing much?"

Li Shimin couldn't show off in front of Liu Xuan, but he could do it in front of Wei Zheng.

After all these years, Wei Zheng has been resisting me for a long time, and finally I found an opportunity.

"Wei Zheng, what's the matter with you? You don't even know about the great people and treasures of the Tang Dynasty?"

"This is a baby bump that is everywhere in the Tang Dynasty!"

Li Shimin raised his head, and the sun peeked out through the clouds and shone on Li Shimin's body. It was golden and full of energy.

"Your Majesty, are you serious about this?" Wei Zheng instinctively became suspicious. After all, His Majesty never boasts in court without a slap in the face.

"The frog at the bottom of the well is short-sighted, Wei Zheng, do you dare to question my words?" Li Shimin took out a picture from his sleeve and threw it to Wei Zheng, "Take a good look at it. We in the Tang Dynasty have a lot of this thing. From now on , All people in the world will no longer suffer from cold!”

Wei Zheng took out the picture and his eyes widened.

Datang, map?

The area marked with a circle seems familiar.

Jinyang, black gold, coal...

For a moment, Wei Zheng thought of the ups and downs of Wude's third year.

There are many circles, and there are actually quite a few around Chang'an.

In an instant, Wei Zheng's eyes flashed with light: "Your Majesty, you are wise!"

Li Shimin sat aside, what is the king of life!

At this moment, Empress Changsun happily led a weeping old cow to the front of the Manlu Hall. Li Shimin felt excited when he saw it.

"It's done, Your Majesty, it's done!"

Wei Zheng stood aside, staring blankly at the old cow in the hands of Empress Changsun.

What did they do to the old cow? Why is there tears in the old cow's eyes?

"Your Majesty, according to Liu Xuan's method, this old cow is very docile."

"This is already the most ferocious one in Chang'an."

Li Shimin raised the corner of his mouth, good, this is a good thing!

"Well, Wei Zheng, come here."

"I want to ask you something. Changsun Wuji has been asking me for marriage recently. Which princess do you think is better to marry?"

When he was happy, Li Shimin would always deal with some bad things to balance his expansion.

"Your Majesty, this is your family affair."

"Hey, just say it, I don't blame you."

Wei Zheng's mind is full of Liu Xuan now, where is you Li Shimin, not to mention Changsun Chong, or any princess.

Thinking of the draft of the clan history he saw this morning, Wei Zheng smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I think Princess Gaoyang is virtuous, smart, kind and benevolent, and is a perfect match."

When Li Shimin heard this, his mind was stunned.

Gaoyang? Gaoyang is less than five years old now! Wei Zheng, you'd better speak properly.

Wei Zheng looked righteous, with a smirk in the corner of his eyes.

Seeing Wei Zheng's stubborn look, Li Shimin simply spread his hands and said, "Forget it, Changsun Wuji should consider the matter of Changsun Chong. I am not his father, why should I think about this!"

In the Sikong Mansion, Changsun Wuji was stroking his beard and reading a book, and suddenly his hand trembled.