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

Princess Pingyang picked up the child and said with a smile: "I think what Qu Bing said is right, you are a big man, how can you realize your ambition if you are so discouraged?"

"His Royal Highness is right! If uncle doesn't want to be famous, then let me, Huo Qubing."

The little cute baby patted her chest, quite confident.

"If you want to surpass your uncle, you are 100 years too early!"

"Hahaha!"

Confident laughter echoed in the backyard.

……

Daming, Forbidden City.

Zhu Yuanzhang casually leaned on the dragon chair, holding a jade ruyi, and tickled his back.

Zhu Yunwen stood in front of him, holding a new issue of "Chang'an Quotations" in his hand, reading with a clear voice.

Read to the end.

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled: "That little bastard from Daqin, the more he talks, the more outrageous he is, it's interesting, it's interesting!"

"Grandfather, this Liu Bang is clearly a local ruffian, what can he mean?"

Zhu Yunwen was a little angry.

After seeing Liu Bang's life trajectory (good Li Zhao), he also felt worthless for Lu Zhi, and he couldn't accept that such a person could come back against the wind.

"Silly grandson, do you believe in fate?"

Zhu Yuanzhang lifted his head up and glanced at Zhu Yunqi.

Zhu Yunwen thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I believe."

"Fuck!"

Zhu Yuanzhang jumped up from the dragon chair, majestic and majestic, like a lion.

"What is life? We couldn't even afford to eat since we were young. In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, we were almost starved to death on the streets and no one cared."

"If we believed in fate, let alone sitting on the throne of the Ninth Five-Year Lord, we would have died in Fengyang's chaotic graves long ago!"

"There is no life in this world. Good people and bad people are the same. Only by persevering can you live a good life. Do you understand?"

Zhu Yunwen was startled for a moment, then nodded repeatedly: "Understood."

Satisfied, Zhu Yuanzhang sat back on the dragon chair, stepped on it with one leg, shook his head and said, "The world is too stupid to see through it at all."

"That little baby of Daqin, we don't care about the stories we told earlier."

"But the story he told made us feel that this little bastard is really a bit of a gentleman."

Zhu Yunwen pursed his lips, a little jealous.

He had never heard Zhu Yuanzhang praise someone so much, even his own grandson.

But Zhu Yunqi still didn't understand.

A local ruffian who eats, drinks, whores and gambles, how could fate favor him? .

088 Li Shimin's conspiracy, I want to make this brat's reputation bad! (2/5, please subscribe!)

In Beiyan, the wind and snow are blowing, and the sky and the earth are white.

In a temple in the city, Zhu Di, wearing a black cloak, watched the heavy snow falling in the courtyard of the temple.

With his back to Zhu Di, Yao Guangxiao sat cross-legged on the ground, knocked on the wooden fish, and chanted Buddha.

The sound of the wooden fish knocking rhythmically sounded in the temple.

"It's another winter."

Zhu Di's tone was a bit sad: "It's been almost a year since the elder brother passed away."

Yao Guangxiao is still chanting.

Zhu Di took out a copy of "Chang'an Quotations" from his bosom, bowed his head and said, "From the capital, there is still no news of who the old man wants to appoint as the heir apparent."

He was a little impatient.

Especially seeing the story of winning Chang'an.

A local hooligan who eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles can counterattack and turn the tables and become the emperor.

He is a majestic Yan King of Ming Dynasty.

One hundred thousand people under him are worthy of a million soldiers!

In terms of ability and resourcefulness, is it not as good as Liu Bang in the story?

Zhu Di wanted to be the emperor almost crazy.

In the story of Ying Chang'an, the protagonist ascends the throne one by one and proclaims himself emperor.

First Li Shimin, then Wu Meiniang, and now Liu Bang.

Whether it is human or not, they all become emperors.

How long will I have to wait?

The sound of the wooden fish stopped abruptly.

Yao Guangxiao faced the Tathagata's golden body in the Daxiong Palace, clasped his hands together, and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid, His Royal Highness King Yan will not be crowned prince."

"You bullshit!"

Zhu Di turned around abruptly and said angrily, "Among all the kings, who can rival me?"

Yao Guangxiao said indifferently: "Among the kings, naturally there is none. But among the emperor's grandsons, there is one."

"You mean Yunwen?"

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows, his eyes slightly contemptuous.

Yao Guangxiao nodded and said 357: "Exactly."

"Hahaha, nonsense!"

Zhu Di laughed loudly: "Yun Wen is just a baby, how can he govern the world? Besides, he is not the eldest brother's son, he is the emperor, and those arrogant soldiers in the court, which one can he suppress?"

"The nineteenth prince of Daqin won Chang'an, isn't he also a baby?"

Yao Guangxiao directly turned back.

"Him? He's different."

As soon as he mentioned Win Chang'an, Zhu Di's face suddenly became serious.

It seems that winning Chang'an is not some cute baby, but a terrible enemy.

Zhu Di is like a wolf with an extremely keen sense of smell.

He always has inexplicable feelings about who is the biggest threat to him.

"Yeah, he's different. In the Kyushu Continent, it's hard to find someone like him."

After finishing speaking, Yao Guangxiao knocked on the wooden fish again and recited the scriptures, like a well-educated monk.

"..."

Zhu Di was a little bored, and ignored Yao Guangxiao.

He pinched "Chang'an Quotations" hard, his nails turned white.

"Li Shimin can do it, Wu Meiniang can do it, Liu Bang can do it, and this king can do it too!"

He secretly said in his heart.

……

Datang, Ganlu Hall.

Li Shimin was sitting in front of the imperial case, concentrating on correcting the memorial.

These days.

Datang's government affairs were on the right track, and the court gradually stabilized.

The northern territory destroyed by the Turks is also gradually being restored.

Li Shimin finally felt at ease.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, good news, good news!"

A hearty and honest laughter came from outside the door.

Cheng Yaojin walked up to Li Shimin excitedly, holding a copy of "Chang'an Quotations" in his hand.

Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling also walked in talking and laughing.

They seem to be in a good mood.

"Cheng Heizi, what's all the fuss about?"

Li Shimin, who was correcting the memorial, put down his brush and cursed with a smile.

"Your Majesty, the person you dislike the most has collapsed!"

Cheng Yaojin handed "Chang'an Quotations" to Li Shimin, and told what happened recently.

"Oh? Then the little bastard also stumbles sometimes?"

Li Shimin was so excited that he flipped through the script back and forth.

Changsun Wuji smiled and said: "During this time, the little prince of Daqin has indeed been seriously misunderstood by the myth. I think he is a little bit drifting, and such outrageous things can be imagined."

"that is!"

Cheng Yaojin nodded again and again: "A local ruffian, from a grassroots background, also wants to be the emperor? Isn't this daydreaming?"

Fang Xuanling didn't speak, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It seems that you are not from grass roots.

"Hahaha, I'm happy, I'm so happy. This little bastard made me a joke of the whole world, and I want all my Tang students to worship him as a teacher. This time, I don't think he will be satisfied."

Li Shimin was dazzled by joy.

Xiongzi's victory in Chang'an can be regarded as a disaster for him.

The publication of "Chang'an Quotations" and the story of the second prince in it made Li Shimin a joke.

No one thinks that he has made any great achievements, but only remembers that his every step is under the control of the nineteenth prince of Qin Dynasty.

Some people even think that Li Shimin is a fan of Ying Chang'an.

There is some truth to this idea.

Whatever people say, you, Li Shimin, do what you want.

You are not his little fanboy, so what is it?

Various versions of gossip made Li Shimin sleepless, wishing to blow up that brat's little ass.

This time he finally got an opportunity, how could he let it go?

"In accordance with my will, this issue of "Chang'an Quotations" will be provided free of charge to the people of Datang, so that everyone can see that the nineteenth prince of Daqin who wins Chang'an is not a little fairy, he is also a person, and he is just a person. Little boy!

Li Shimin made a prompt decision and decided to add fuel to the flames, bringing Ying Chang'an down from the altar!

"Wei Chen obeys!"

Changsun Wuji agreed wholeheartedly.

Just a few days.

Almost everyone in the entire Tang Dynasty had a copy of "Chang'an Quotations".

In order to win Chang'an, Li Shimin paid a lot of money.

He wants to rely on this opportunity to learn from the gangster in the story and come back against the wind!

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