Datang: Mother, I really have no private money

Chapter 97

Imperial City, Suzaku Gate.

The hustle and bustle of the day has faded away here.

Li Shimin went back.

Those people who shouted "Long live the king of Wei!" also went back.

Outside the sweet potato fence, the Jinwu Guard stared at the front with piercing eyes, guarding the auspiciousness of the Tang Dynasty wholeheartedly.

Around, many people were sleeping on the ground.

They really want to stay with the sweet potatoes until the day when the sweet potatoes bloom and bear fruit.

There are many such people.

So much so that there was no place to set foot on the square in front of the imperial city.

The people are excited.

They know very well who the biggest beneficiary of the sweet potato is, and they are all extremely attentive, just like looking at their own vegetable garden, and they cannot allow anyone to destroy it.

And at this time, in the silent night, an old man slowly came out from the Suzaku gate.

The pace was a little faltering, but the walking was extremely firm.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he looked in the direction of Sweet Potato with his cloudy eyes and didn't move at all.

Carefully passing the sleeping people, finally arrived at the fence.

"See the Supreme Emperor!"

When the Jinwu Guards in front saw the old man, they saluted one after another.

This person is Li Yuan.

Although he lived in the Tai Chi Palace, he had also heard about the sweet potato incident that made a lot of noise. It can be said that the whole city knew about it.

sprouted!

The sweet potatoes are really sprouting!

In this way, Li Yuan lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep, finally couldn't take it anymore, put on his clothes, and walked out.

He wanted to see it for himself.

Take a look at the legendary sweet potato sprouts.

"Ah."

Li Yuan nodded his head lightly, and then tapped the sweet potato lightly with his fingers.

"Reporting to the Supreme Emperor, without His Majesty's order, the subordinates cannot open the fence."

"No one can approach the sweet potatoes until they are ripe."

"Please forgive me." 10

Next to him, the Jinwu Guard said in a deep voice.

Li Yuan shook his head: "You don't have to open the fence."

"I... I'll just watch from the side."

"call······"

Li Yuan let out a breath, and simply knelt down with his legs straight, his neck stretched out, his head leaned forward, and he stared straight at the sweet potato inside.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, the emerald green buds can still see a touch of brilliance.

So beautiful.

Seeing this, Li Yuan couldn't help tears welling up in his eyes.

Nine stalks of sweet potatoes were lined up neatly, facing the moonlight and growing wantonly.

"nice!"

"Hehehe..."

"Grow up quickly, grow up quickly."

"The people of my Tang Dynasty finally have something to look forward to."

Li Yuan muttered to himself.

His cloudy eyes burst with rare spirits, overflowing and scattered.

Looked for a long time.

Li Yuan knelt here for three incense sticks before he slowly got up from the ground.

Jin Wuwei hurriedly supported him.

Li Yuan looked calm, swept his knees with his sleeve, and left with a smile.

Looking at Li Yuan's background, everyone in the Jinwu Guard was shocked and horrified.

It has been three years since the Supreme Emperor has not stepped out of the imperial city.

Do not!

I have never stepped out of the Tai Chi Palace, but now...

Not only out of Taiji Palace, but also out of Suzaku Gate, just to take a good look at Sweet Potato.

Oh my God!

Unexpectedly... Never imagined that the charm of sweet potatoes is so great that it can make the Taishanghuang break through the cage in his heart and walk out of the place where he was imprisoned.

Li Yuan walked into the Suzaku Gate.

He turned his head and looked at the sweet potato under the moonlight from a distance.

"Taylor, Tyler."

"Grandpa, I'm really convinced."

"These...how on earth did you do it?"

Li Yuan was filled with emotion.

"I... Li Yuan... on behalf of the ancestors, thank you."

"As long as the sweet potatoes can mature, my Tang Dynasty will be the greatest dynasty!"

"It will also be the only dynasty in which no one will starve to death!"

"Hahaha·······"

"Tai'er, if you don't become emperor from now on, the common people won't accept it, and neither can you..."

"Such a feat, except for your father, no emperor will allow you to exist."

Li Yuan said quietly, walking slowly towards Tai Chi Palace.

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Six days passed in a flash.

With the support of such explosive news of sweet potatoes, coupled with the people's expectations for the poetry festival, time slipped away without a trace.

This time, the venue for the poetry meeting was arranged directly on the banks of the Weishui River.

There is no way, Chang'an, there is really no place that can accommodate so many scholars.

Besides, the people who came this time were not only scholars, but also the common people in Chang'an, as well as those ladies and maids.

It can be said that this poetry meeting has stirred up the atmosphere of the whole city.

Naturally, Kong Yingda and the others would not spoil everyone's interest, and simply put the location on the bank of the Weishui River.

Originally he thought it was in the Hongwen Museum, but it was too small.

After searching all over the city, there is no suitable place. After all, such a big feast must not be petty.

After thinking about it, only the banks of the Weishui River are the most appropriate.

The great river flows eastward, robbing thousands of heroes and time.

I don't know how many things happened beside the Wei River, and how many people wrote legends beside the Wei River.

So, this time, let Weishui record the first real poetry feast belonging to Datang!

Tomorrow will be the official start of the poetry meeting, but today the Weishui River is already full of people.

Some people come here to join in the fun because they have nothing to do, but most still want to reserve a seat in advance.

After all, Tomorrow's Poetry Conference is too important. If you have a good position, you will undoubtedly get twice the result with half the effort.

It's like having first-hand advantage in chess.

Being able to get closer to Kong Yingda, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and the others would be a huge help to them.

They want these people to pay more attention to themselves.

In this way, even if your poems are not very good, you can still be familiar with them.

When the time comes to spring, it is very important.

"I don't know how grand this place will be tomorrow! The torrential river records all this, and after thousands of years, it will definitely be a beautiful story!"

"I didn't say no, the tide ebbs and flows, the sun rises and sets, there will always be people who are famous, and there will always be people who are lonely. Tomorrow, I don't know which family will be happy and which will be sad."

"Yeah, huh...but it's embarrassing to say it. Look, almost all the people who are robbing the land here are the children of ordinary people, and I haven't seen any children from the aristocratic family."

"I can't help it. Who said that people have a profound background and a blessed ancestor? But, when they wait until tomorrow, they will definitely cry."

"Hahaha...that's right! But, will Mr. Kong and Mr. Fang sit in front tomorrow? But even if they don't sit in front, my position can make people in the distance notice me, Hey! Sleep here tonight."

"Your position is really good, buddy, why don't you discuss it? I'll give you five taels of silver, and you give me this position?"

"Don't even think about it, just five liang of silver wants to ruin my future? How is it possible! Unless you get a price!"

"・・・"

Many children from poor families are making careful preparations.

Waiting silently, tomorrow's feast begins!

Looking forward to your own soaring into the sky!

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Li's other courtyard.

Mrs. Li held a stack of thick paper in his hand.

Old Master Cui, Old Master Lu and other six Patriarchs with five surnames and Qiwang all sat here.

In front, Li Xuan, Li Zhen, Lu Zimei, Wang Tian...

The rising stars of the five surnames and Qiwang all stood respectfully in place.

They can be arrogant on the outside.

They can be bossy on the outside.

They can be arrogant on the outside.

But, in front of these seven people, they knew that they were nothing but ants, and their fate was all in their hands.

As long as he moves, he will die suddenly.

"Snapped!"

Mrs. Li threw the thick stack of papers on the table.

His eyes swept over everyone, and he took a sip of tea slowly.

"This is a poem I asked my tribe to write. The quality is all above average."

"There are many excellent products among them."