Daqin: Bear children tell stories, emperors beg to shut up

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Don't stop, keep going!

Datang, Chang'an City.

Li Shimin, who had just finished the morning court, stood quietly at the gate of the palace, looking at the spacious palace and the rising sun in the sky, feeling very good.

"It feels so good to be an emperor."

Li Shimin secretly sighed in his heart.

He had waited too long for this day.

It was worth all the hard work and price.

Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Cheng Yaojin and other important officials stood silently behind Li Shimin.

They are all servants of the Xuanwu Gate.

"Your Majesty, from now on, the future of Datang will be created by us."

Changsun Wuji twirled his beard, and his whole body was full of vigor and brilliance.

Li Shimin turned his head, glanced at the important officials in front of him, and smiled calmly: "Wuji's words are very good, I will definitely create a prosperous Tang Dynasty, let everyone see, I am worthy of the throne."

Fang Xuanling stood up and asked, "Your Majesty, counting the days, we should fulfill our covenant with Daqin."

Li Shimin nodded, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Xuanling, did the nineteenth prince of Daqin really predict the change of Xuanwumen?"

When Fang Xuanling came back from Daqin.

Li Shimin learned the news from his mouth.

The nineteenth prince of Daqin won Chang'an, set up a stage to tell stories in the street, and accurately predicted the change of Xuanwu Gate.

When he first heard the news, Li Shimin just felt a little surprised, but he didn't take it seriously.

People are like that.

A lot of mysterious things.

If not seeing is believing.

No matter who said it, I would not believe it.

But when he thought of his precious daughter who was about to marry the nineteenth prince, Li Shimin still felt that he had to ask more clearly.

Fang Xuanling paused, shook his head and said, "I don't know, but one thing is certain, although the nineteenth prince is only a four or five-year-old baby, his future is boundless."

"Hi."

Cheng Yaojin waved his hands indifferently, and said carelessly: "I'm talking about Lao Fang, you literati just like to flatter."

"What can a four or five-year-old doll see?"

"I reckon, he may have heard some rumors from the Great Qin Emperor, and then he added more details, and naturally came up with that paragraph of storytelling."

"Besides, maybe even the content of the storytelling is not the little baby's. Maybe some scholar is creating the story behind his back."

Changsun Wuji and others nodded in agreement.

A four or five-year-old doll, who puts up a stage on the street and tells a book.

It will also accurately predict what will happen in the Tang Empire thousands of miles away.

It's hard to believe no matter how you look at it.

Fang Xuanling ignored Cheng Yaojin, and continued to say to Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, no matter what, our covenant with Daqin is still there, and we should send the princess as soon as possible."

Li Shimin smiled and said softly: "I'm not ready yet, it will take time."

"This."

Fang Xuanling was stupid.

Being old and cunning, he immediately guessed what Li Shimin was thinking.

This is really not willing to give up his daughter, want to go back on his word?

Fang Xuanling saw Li Shimin do this kind of thing not once or twice.

Promise first.

When he achieves his goal, he secretly repents.

He is only 28 years old, but he is more cunning than many old foxes.

Didn't Li Shimin just cripple the Turkic Khan Jieli in the previous battle of Yanmen Pass?

Jieli took one hundred thousand cavalry, aggressively trying to kill Sui Emperor.

The results of it?

Under Li Shimin's flickering, Jieli Mao didn't catch anything, so he went back so foolishly.

"Don't worry, Xuanling, I won't break my promise."

Seeing Fang Xuanling's bewildered expression, Li Shimin grinned and patted him on the shoulder.

The corner of Fang Xuanling's mouth twitched.

I believe in you.

Bad old man is very bad!

At this time.

Li Junxian, the commander in front of the palace, hurried over and said in a panic, "Your Majesty, the border gate is urgent!"

"Say."

The smile on Li Shimin's face disappeared instantly.

"Turkic Khan Jieli [-] cavalry beat the pass, and Youzhou has fallen. They come and go like the wind, unstoppable, the northern border has been caught in a war, and more than [-] people have died."

"What did you say!?"

Li Shimin's expression changed in shock.

Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling and others also had expressions of astonishment on their faces.

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Great Qin.

Xianyang Palace, Grand View Garden.

After the morning court ended, Ying Chang'an ran back in a hurry.

"Young master, you're back."

Yao Meier was waiting at the door early.

Seeing Ying Chang'an approaching from a distance, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Ah."

Ying Changan nodded, walked into the yard bouncingly, sat down on his own children's rocking chair, sighed, and said with emotion: "I'm so tired."

"Really?"

Accompanied by a coquettish and charming chuckle, Yao Meier twisted the waist of the water snake, walked slowly to Ying Chang'an, leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "Then, do you want me to serve you well?"

"It's enough."

Ying Changan rolled his eyes at Yao Meier who was close at hand.

"Giggle."

A playful smile followed.

Yao Meier straightened her waist and asked, "What do you want to do today, young master?"

Ying Chang'an put his two little arms behind his head, and said staggeringly, "I wanted to go to storytelling today, but I'm too tired, so I won't go today."

Yao Meier said: "Young Master, I heard that you are quite famous in the capital now."

"Well, don't stop, keep going, praise me more."

Ying Chang'an lay comfortably on the children's rocking chair, closed his eyes, and listened to Yao Meier's flattery.

Seeing the funny and playful porcelain doll in front of her, Yao Meier couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's enough to praise one sentence at a time. If you praise too much, the young master will get tired of the slave family in the future."

Yao Meier's expression was full of resentment and tenderness.

If other men saw Yao Meier's expression like this, they would definitely want to show her their hearts on the spot to prove their loyalty.

But Ying Changan didn't even open his eyes, just nodded his head, and of course said: "It makes sense, it's better for people to be humble."

Followed by.

He sighed: "Oh, it's hard to find a humble kid like me."

The smile on the corner of Yaomei'er's mouth gradually froze, and her expression became weird.

This little villain is not only shameless, but also shameless! .

026 The Secret of Emperor Yingzheng's Heart, Fusu People Are Numb!

At night, the moon is as cool as water.

In Zhangtai Palace, there is only Ying Zheng.

behind him.

There was also a dark shadow whose face could not be seen clearly.

"Fusu is a good son."

A vicissitudes and deep voice came from the mouth of the black shadow.

Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the throne, didn't look back, but said calmly: "I know. But he has to leave Xianyang."

Black Shadow continued to ask: "Are you going to make way for that little guy?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth, and he said softly: "Aren't you only pursuing your own swordsmanship? My court, are you interested?"

The figure of the black shadow trembled slightly, and without saying a word, he gradually disappeared into the shadow of the candle.

At this time.

The tall and burly Zhang Han walked in and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the man has already arrived."

Ying Zheng nodded calmly: "Understood, take him to the secret room and don't let anyone know."

"Subordinates obey!"

Zhang Han agreed, turned around and walked out of the hall.

When his figure disappeared, Ying Zheng also stood up from the throne, and his figure gradually disappeared into the corner in the darkness.

The secret room of the Great Qin Palace.

The candles were brightly lit, and there was silence.

The eldest son Fusu stood alone in the secret room.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling extremely surprised.

There is also a hidden chamber in the palace.

This is the first time that Fu Su has grown so old.

"You came?"

Just as he was meditating, Ying Zheng's unique imperial voice suddenly sounded in this secret room.

Fu Su quickly came back to his senses.

He raised his head, saw Ying Zheng standing in front of him, and immediately prepared to salute.