Zhenguan Xiaoxian Wang Li Shen Li Shimin

In ancient times, vassal kings everywhere could not return to Beijing without an edict, and they could not even leave their fiefdoms. Although the vassal kings in the Tang Dynasty were just local officials,

But the rules are still the same, and the status of Princess Jiang is very special. She is Li Yuan's wife.

Although Li Yuan is dead, his identity is still there. Of course, the royal family is afraid of what will happen if there is some scandal.

Those like Princess Jiang who had children were better off, as they could follow their sons to the fiefdom for retirement. Those concubines who had no children and no background were more or less buried with them, but no one knew about it and there were no records.

This kind of emperor's wife management is actually more strict than that of the vassal king, especially the young concubines.

Otherwise, you might end up cuckolding the late emperor again. How do you want the current emperor to deal with himself and find a stepfather?

Li Shen was also stunned after hearing Wang Xuance's explanation. It seemed that he was used to being free, so how could anyone run around like him all day long?

However, Li Shen was still a little curious and asked:

"That... that... my nephew is a little presumptuous to ask, this year the Dowager..."

Li Shen asked very carefully. According to the rules, Li Shen should not or could not ask.

Li Yuanxiang looked at Li Shen and smiled slightly. He didn't care about this. He was asking for help now.

"Mother is forty-five this year."

Damn it~~ Li Shen was surprised. He was younger than his mother, which was a generation difference.

"Uncle Wang, you..." As a modern person, Li Shen had no scruples and was just out of curiosity.

"Haha, I am born in the ninth year of Wude." Li Yuanxiang smiled.

"I am in the ninth year of Wude, and I am in the second year of Zhenguan. There is a two-year age difference between me and Uncle Wang." Li Shen wanted to scold his mother, wondering how many such young uncles his own grandfather had given him.

Li Yuanxiang didn't feel embarrassed and nodded in affirmation.

Li Shen really admired his grandfather's superpower, and it seemed that he had to work harder. The plan to have five children in five years seemed to put the Li family's abilities in disgrace.

"Prince Ji, I wonder if you can help me?" Li Yuanxiang asked again.

"Ah, you can give this a try. I will write a letter later and ask someone to send it back to Chang'an. However, whether it will succeed or not depends on His Majesty's wishes.

I will try my best to convince Aye. After all, the concubine has been with the late emperor for many years and was the late emperor... Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I will convince Aye. "

Li Shen originally wanted to say that he had given birth to another son for the late emperor, but he was older than himself, so he couldn't mess up the seniority and talk nonsense.

"Thank you so much, King Ji." Li Yuanxiang was quite happy after hearing this.

As long as King Ji helps, the chance of success is very high. The whole world knows that King Ji is deeply favored by His Majesty and is very popular with His Majesty.

Even if King Ji went out of his way, behaved erratically, and acted tyrannically in Chang'an, His Majesty would only punish him lightly.

So asking for help from King Ji is the best choice.

After discussing the matter, Li Yuanxiang personally took Li Shen and his family to visit Famen Temple.

According to Li Yuanxiang, Famen Temple was built during the Huanling period at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and has a history of hundreds of years.

It was called "Ashoka Temple" before the Zhou and Wei Dynasties, and was renamed "Chengshi Taoist Temple" during the reign of Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty. It was renamed "Famen Temple" during the reign of Emperor Gaozu of the Tang Dynasty.

Famen Temple is known as a royal temple and has become a Buddhist holy place that the whole country looks up to because it houses the finger bone relic of Sakyamuni Buddha.

In the fifth year of Zhenguan, Zhang Deliang, the governor of Qizhou, built the Wangyun Hall on the base of the pagoda, replacing the pagoda with a palace with 4 floors.

Moreover, there is a large underground palace under Famen Temple, which contains many magical instruments.

His father sent people to send a lot of things as tribute.

When Li Shen climbed up to Wangyun Hall, he had an unobstructed view of the entire Famen Temple. The entire building was so spectacular that Li Shen was amazed.

In the evening, in Li Shen's large tent of the Chinese army, Li Shen was sitting on the couch, with a pile of peace charms obtained from Famen Temple in front of him.

To this end, Li Shen generously donated 10,000 yuan of sesame oil money.

"Your Majesty, the letter has been written. Please read it." Wang Xuance stood up before writing, picked up the paper and handed it to Li Shen.

Li Shen took it and took a look.

"Well, that's right, but don't write these useless words in the future. It's very troublesome for me to write, and my calligraphy cannot be easily shown to others.

So from now on, the fewer words, the better, you know? Li Shen said as he stood up and sat in front of the desk, flexing his fingers.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will use less words next time." Wang Xuance nodded helplessly.

Li Shen picked up the pen, dipped it in some ink, and brushed it on the paper. The pen moved like dragons and snakes, flying dragons and phoenixes, flowing clouds and flowing water, and iron painted silver hooks.

Wang Xuance, who was watching from the sidelines, was filled with admiration. He couldn't help but secretly sigh that King Ji was really talented and had created a school in calligraphy.

Soon Li Shen stopped and put down his pen, admiring his masterpiece.

"All right."

Wang Xuance immediately took out the envelope, sealed it after the ink had dried, and put on the sealing paint. Li Shen took out his personal seal and stamped it.

A set of movements was performed smoothly, which showed that it was a secret message from Prince Ji's Mansion. He believed that this matter would definitely come true, and his father would definitely give him this face.

The two men already have a tacit understanding. As long as it is written by Li Shen himself, then this matter must be something Li Shen attaches great importance to.

If it was written by Wang Xuance, then this matter would be a dispensable trivial matter.

"Send someone to return to Chang'an immediately." Li Shen ordered.

Wang Xuance came back soon after taking the letter and going out.

"Your Majesty, it has been sent out. However, your Majesty should not be involved in this matter. Rules are rules. Prince Jiang should be allowed to personally request orders from His Majesty."

As Chang Shi, Li Shen did something wrong, and he needed to be reminded.

"Forget it, Xuance, the concubine is the late emperor's concubine after all. For the sake of the late emperor, I will help you, and..." Li Shen took a sip of water and continued.

"And I suddenly had an idea."

"I wonder what the prince has in mind." Wang Xuance asked.

"You said there are so many nobles from various places in Chang'an City now. Do they all need to rest when they get old?"

"Your Majesty, do you mean to open a nursing home?" Wang Xuance asked tentatively.

"Yes, nursing homes are all open for lonely elderly people. Aren't these nursing homes opened by this king taking in helpless elderly people?

I want to open a sanatorium for the aristocratic elderly, a place for treatment and rest. The place in Dongshan is good.

Isn’t there a piece of land south of our medical school? There are hills, streams, and woods. The king plans to turn that place into a sanatorium.

We specially collect these rich nobles to rest and give them a place for leisure and entertainment. It's not far from the medical school. Do you think it's okay? "

Li Shen looked at Wang Xuance with wide eyes. This idea of ​​mine is so wonderful, just like Li Daozong, Li Xiaogong, Li Jing, these old princes and princes, they are Li Shen's target customer group.

You can make a lot of money by recuperating for a month every year, mainly because these people are rich.

"Quick, my thoughts are like a fountain now. Xuance, write it down quickly and send it to Wang Hongfu. I will have money again."

(Nursing homes are very profitable. Our nursing home costs at least RMB 60,000 a year, plus extra for good food and extra for check-ups.

It's very big, with mountains, water and woods inside. I even went fishing. )