Datang: Mother, I really have no private money

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"How do you describe King Wei in this way?"

Li Shimin looked at Changsun Wuji and the four of them.

Cheng Yaojin finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep snoring as soon as he sat in the car.

Changsun Wuji leaned his head against the carriage, feeling a little sleepy: "Your Majesty."

Changsun Wuji laughed lightly and shook his head: "These words are really too big for His Royal Highness Wei Wang."

"Yes, Your Majesty, how old is King Wei?" Fang Xuanling agreed very much: "Perhaps His Highness King Wei has potential. After all, His Highness Wei possesses wisdom that I am ashamed of and cannot match, but this only shows that His Highness King Wei has potential. It has potential."

"But if there is not enough accumulation, it will be difficult."

"There are no shortcuts all the way in the literary world. Every step must be taken extremely steadily. Only in the future can I have the opportunity to become a master of the generation."

"Now, His Royal Highness King Wei doesn't do his homework, and travels around the mountains and rivers all day long."

"How can you deserve such an evaluation?"

"The Qinglong steward probably only said that because His Royal Highness King Wei is his son, that's all, arrogant!"

Fang Xuanling shook his head very resolutely.

He is a scholar.

He is also an Eighteenth Bachelor of the Tang Dynasty, and he understands the difficulties of studying all the way.

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King Wei, it is still a question of whether he can be called a scholar now.

"call·······"

Du Ruhui breathed lightly, and echoed, "Your Majesty, no one in the entire Tang Dynasty is qualified to judge this sentence."

"nobody!"

Li Shimin listened to these words, smiled, nodded, and stopped talking.

I closed my eyes and took a nap.

Behind the carriage was the carriage of Empress Changsun and the others.

Empress Changsun leaned against the carriage, lying on her side with her little son in her arms.

The little boy couldn't hold it anymore.

This girl has been crazy for a long time, and it can be said that she is extremely tired.

He had been playing in the other courtyard, but he didn't show it, but as soon as he got on the carriage, he died immediately, and fell into the arms of the eldest grandson empress directly, and fell asleep.

"Chang Le, what are you holding in your arms?"

"Qingque's book?"

Empress Changsun looked at Chang Le who was leaning on her side, lowered her voice, and asked softly with a smile.

"Ah."

"Mother, this is the story that Qingque promised me to write to me."

"I didn't expect it to be written, so I brought it."

"Another day, when Qingque comes back, I'll tell him again."

Changle said softly.

Empress Changsun nodded, but did not continue to ask.

Just a storybook.

Books of this type are simply not on the table in Datang.

Poems, songs, essentials of the Five Classics are the mainstream.

"Changle."

"You have the best relationship with Qingque."

"When Qing Que comes back, you persuade him to study hard and stop playing outside all day, so how can he really become a big man?"

"Ice-making and glass-making in summer, although such skills are extremely shocking, they are not the right path after all."

"It's not very helpful to govern me, Li Tang Jiangshan."

"Hey·········"

"In the future, Chengqian will need his help to share some pressure."

Empress Changsun sighed softly.

In fact, she didn't know what to say about Li Tai anymore.

Ice making and glass making in summer, these skills alone can shock the people and bring about a lot of changes in the world.

However, Empress Changsun is the mother of a country after all, so she always feels that these things are not as important as studying.

Chang Le nodded.

"I know the queen mother."

"Don't worry, when I see Qingque again, I will definitely persuade him well."

"However, Queen Mother, you don't have to worry. Qingque's knowledge...maybe... is deeper and higher than what we thought."

Changle said softly.

Others don't know, but she knows better.

Changle always feels that Qingque's attitude towards reading is not distasteful, but that those books seem to be useless to Qingque, so he has been too lazy to read.

"high?"

"How tall can he be as a child."

Empress Changsun laughed.

Chang Le was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Mother, I feel... taller than the plane trees in our imperial city."

Empress Changsun narrowed her eyes, and she looked down at the sleeping little son: "Changle, you are tired, you should also take a rest."

"Hey, I know the queen mother."

Then, there was no sound in the car.Several.

Chapter 89

When the convoy leaves.

On the flat ground outside the noisy other courtyard, there were several figures passing by indistinctly.

"How? Did you find anything?"

"I don't know! Li Shimin doesn't have any expression on his body, maybe he really doesn't know about the 2000 people who disappeared!"

"There are also Jinwu guards and dark guards here?"

"There must be. When Li Shimin travels, the Jinwu Guard must be taken with him!"

"Damn it, where are our 2000 men?"

"I don't know, I can't be sure. The smell here is still as good as before. I don't know what method the people in Wei Wang's other courtyard have used."

"Don't think about so many useless things, go, go back, and report everything that happened today to the Patriarch."

"Well, that's right, let's go!"

"・・・"

Several voices disappeared in place.

Here, it became completely quiet.

Today, Li Shimin went out of the city, which can be said to have touched the hearts of all the aristocratic families, but after monitoring by countless spies, they couldn't find any clues at all.

I can only leave angrily.

The whereabouts of the 2000 people in the family are still unknown, as if they have evaporated!

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Changan.

Li Shimin first sent someone to send Cheng Yaojin back to Cheng Mansion, and then returned to the imperial city.

There was no way, Cheng Yaojin slept heavier than a dead pig along the way, and he couldn't wake him up at all, so he had to be sent directly to the mansion.

Cheng Chumo led four or five servants, and then helped Cheng Yaojin up, and walked carefully towards the room.

"Be careful."

"Don't fall."

"Dad, dad, wake up, how much did you drink, why did you just fall asleep?"

Cheng Chumo was yelling beside him, trying to yell Cheng Yaojin, but his throat was about to rot, but Cheng Yaojin still remained motionless.

"What's the matter, this is."

"Old Cheng? Old Cheng? Bite gold! Bite gold!!!"

Mrs. Cheng also greeted her,

"Mother, don't shout, dad is drunk and asleep." Cheng Chumo was helpless.

"Drunk? What's going on?"

"Can he get drunk too?"

"Didn't it fall into the wine cellar?"