Datang: God-level son-in-law, salted fish will become stronger

Datang: God-level son-in-law, the salted fish will become stronger Author: Yan Yu'

Summary:

[Riwan] + [Datang] + [Overhead] + [Shuangwen] + [Invincible] + [Blood] + [Entertainment] + [Invention]

In the ninth year of Wude, Qin Mu came to Chang'an City with a letter and pushed open the gate of Changsun's Mansion.

Awaken the system and get rewards.

Ding: Congratulations to the host for obtaining the holy calligraphy.

Ding: Congratulations to the host for obtaining the inheritance of Qin Xian.

Ding: Congratulations to the host for gaining unparalleled combat power.

Ding: Congratulations to the host for obtaining the inheritance of a medical sage.

......

Since then, calligraphy, piano skills, medical skills, martial arts, military strategies...

Qin Mu is proficient in everything.

Defeating the Turks, fighting against aristocratic families, opening a business firm, marrying a princess, descending as an empress, teaching the crown prince, looking down on the Tang Dynasty...

Along the way.

Qin Mu has grown from a humble family to the son-in-law of Shura, the prince of the town of Wanshi.

Li Er: Qin Mu, how about I marry a daughter to you?

Turkic: Forgive me, Prince Consort Shura, we really didn't touch the eldest princess.

Japanese pirates: Also ask the son-in-law to give us a way out.

Western Regions: Prince Consort, we surrender, please give us another chance.

Five surnames and seven hopes: In terms of financial strength, we are not as good as Qin Mu.

[The introduction is weak, move to the main text. 】

[This story is purely fictitious, please don't bring it into historical facts! ! ! 】

Chapter 1: Qin Mu enters Beijing, grandson's birthday banquet

In the ninth year of Wude, August.

The sky is clear, the wind is gentle.

Chang'an City.

teaching workshop.

Qin Mu, reclining on the couch, holding fine wine, listening to the ceremony and music, his eyes swaying back and forth following the graceful dance steps of the beauties on the stage.

"Ding! The system detects that the host has been listening to the music in Jiaofang for two hours, which is in line with the behavior of salted fish, and reward [Qin Immortal Inheritance]."

Listening to the prompt in his mind, Qin Mu froze slightly.

Afterwards, a flood of memories flooded into Qin Mu's mind.

"The salted fish system, inherited from Qin Xian, is interesting."

"It seems that in the Tang Dynasty in the future, if you sleep, go fishing, and listen to music, you will be ordinary, and you will be in the world..."

Qin Mu muttered to himself, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is the second time he has completed the salted fish mission.

After traveling through the Tang Dynasty for five years, Qin Mu completely integrated into the society of the Tang Dynasty.

Relying on the first salted fish reward [Book Saint Inheritance], he earned a lot of money, so he came to Chang'an to join his distant cousin, Changsun Wuji.

At this time, more than a month has passed since the Xuanwumen mutiny.

The eldest grandson Wuji, who made the first contribution to the Xuanwu Gate's mutiny, became Qin Mu's reliance.

He who wanted to eat salted fish would naturally not let go of the opportunity to hug his thigh.

Out of the workshop.

Qin Mu went straight to Changsun's residence.

If you can't hold your legs successfully tonight, you will have to eat the wind and drink the dew in the city of Chang'an.

Changsun Wuji, as the pillar of the Tang Dynasty, faces the humerus, so the location of the mansion is naturally not difficult to find out.

Today, the eldest grandson Wuji celebrates his birthday again.

Inside the Changsun's Mansion, there were lights and festoons, and it was extremely lively, with an endless stream of guests coming and going.

The front hall of the mansion.

Li Er, Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, sat on the throne, and the old eunuch Wang De beside him was holding a blue and gold dragon pattern, calligraphy and painting box in his hand.

Li Er picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said softly: "Auxiliary machine, I have prepared a small gift today, wishing you a birthday."

The words were plain, but Li Er's heart was crying blood. He loved this painting and calligraphy very much, and regarded it as a treasure.

If it weren't for the Xuanwumen mutiny, Changsun Wuji would have made great achievements.

Li Er was really reluctant to take it out.

Changsun Wuji looked at the calligraphy and painting box with joy on his face.

He recognized this calligraphy and painting box, which contained the authentic works of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi.

Its value is immeasurable.

"Hahaha..." Changsun Wuji smiled happily, and said excitedly: "Your Majesty's grace, the old minister is very grateful."

While speaking, his hand had reached out to the old eunuch Wang De.

outside the house.

Ding of the eldest grandson's family blocked Qin Mu from the door, "Xiao Langjun, do you have an invitation?"

"Invitation card?" Qin Mu shook his head and said in a low voice, "No."

"Hehe..." Ding Ding smiled and tried to persuade him to retreat: "I can understand the feeling that Mr. Xiao Lang wants to celebrate the eldest grandson's birthday, but there is no invitation card. You should go back where you came from, Mr. Xiao Lang."

The servants had a friendly attitude, and did not greet Qin Mu with bad faces or bad words just because Qin Mu was empty-handed and dressed in coarse cloth.

Hearing this, Qin Mu took out a letter from his bosom without any haste, and said with a smile, "I don't know if this letter is worth an invitation."

"This..." The servant took the letter with a puzzled expression on his face.

at the same time.

Changsun Wuji's eldest son, Changsun Chong, came out of the mansion. He looked Qin Mu up and down, and said slowly, "Who is this young gentleman?"

"Eldest son, he said that he used this letter as an invitation card. It's really inexplicable." The servant said, and handed the letter to Changsun Chong.

Changsun Chong received the letter with joy on his face, and then he asked in surprise, "Are you Qin Mu's cousin?"

Qin Mu bowed slightly, "I'm right here."

"It's really you." The eldest grandson rushed forward and patted Qin Mu on the shoulder, and said enthusiastically, "Father said that you will come to Chang'an in a few days, and I said to pick you up, but I didn't expect you to come to the door. Let's go home."

After Changsun Chong finished speaking, he didn't allow Qin Mu to say anything else, so he dragged him into the mansion.

The words "go home" warmed Qin Mu's heart.

"Today's father's birthday banquet, all the relatives of the emperor, the princes of the aristocratic family, I'm afraid you won't be able to wear this outfit. Cousin will take you to change."

Qin Mu had no choice but to follow the arrangements of Chang Sun Chong.

This big cousin will never harm him.

"Cousin, where are you going?"

Princess Xiangcheng, the second eldest daughter of Li, looked at her eldest Sun Chong and asked.

Qin Mu looked for his reputation.

A beautiful woman dressed in silk and satin, refined and indifferent, was looking at them.

Chang Sun Chong came to his senses and said with a smile: "I have seen Princess Xiangcheng, I am about to take Qin Mu's cousin to the back hall."

Immediately afterwards, he tugged Qin Mu.

"Cousin, I haven't paid my respects to Her Highness the Princess yet."

Qin Mu raised his brows slightly, bowed to him and said, "Qin Mu, a grass-roots man, has met Princess Xiangcheng."

Princess Xiangcheng didn't speak, but nodded and smiled politely.

Then her beautiful eyes swept across Qin Mu's body.

Qin Mu didn't show the slightest contempt because of his coarse cloth.

Today, the eldest grandson Wuji is the Duke of the state and the elder brother of the current queen.

Although Princess Xiangcheng was not born to Empress Changsun, she was brought up by Empress Changsun and treated her as her own.

Therefore, Princess Xiangcheng treats the eldest grandson's family very well.

Afterwards, Princess Xiangcheng looked at Changsun Chong, and said in a deep thought, "Cousin, then I'll go to celebrate my uncle's birthday first."

Chang Sun Chong responded, "Princess, please go ahead."

After the words fell, Princess Xiangcheng went to the main hall with her entourage.

Changsun Chong urged Qin Mu: "Cousin, let's go quickly, it will be too late."

main hall.

Changsun Wuji couldn't wait to open the calligraphy and painting box he had snatched from the old eunuch Wang De.

Take out the calligraphy.

The hall was full of guests, including princes and grandchildren, nobles and powerful officials, but they all stood up at this moment, leaning forward to see the calligraphy and painting in Changsun Wuji's hands.

"It turned out to be [Lanting Preface]!"

Changsun Wuji exclaimed.

Without seeing the work, just hearing its sound, the guests in the hall were already shocked.

"Hasn't [Orchid Pavilion Preface] been lost long ago?"

"Hiss...Your Majesty is really willing to give such a treasure as a gift."

"Worthy of being the best running script in the world, [Orchid Pavilion Preface]!"

Looking at the "Lanting Preface" that Changsun Wuji slowly shook off, everyone was dumbfounded.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, pen and ink are like smoke, floating like floating clouds, like startling dragons, iron books and silver hooks, which are the best in ancient and modern times.

There is no doubt about the authenticity.

Only this treasure, the other gifts tonight are bleak.

"Your Majesty, when did you get this treasure?"

Changsun Wuji originally thought that the gift from Li Er was the "He Ru Tie" he had treasured for many years, but he did not expect it to be the authentic "Lanting Preface" that had been lost long ago.

It amazed him.

Li Er pretended to be indifferent, "As long as you like it, you don't need to ask where you came from."

Although he looked calm on the surface, Li Er already regretted it in his heart.

"I knew it earlier, I gave [He Rutie] to him..."

"Hehe..." Changsun Wuji smiled lightly and stopped asking.

He knew Li Er's character best, and he was definitely regretting it now.

In order to prevent Li Er from regretting.

Changsun Wuji hurriedly hung the "Lanting Preface" on the main wall of the hall, and took it down after Li Er left.

at the same time.