After all, no matter how courageous the censor was, he would not dare to blatantly offend so many important military officials who were jumping up and down in Duke Lu's palace in the court.

This made Li Shimin couldn't help but feel curious. After all, the old Cheng family's family banquet that made people never return was notorious among the elite circles of the Tang Dynasty.

Although the high-ranking military official was greedy for the delicacies of the old Cheng family, he would still go in and come out lying down from time to time.

But at least there will be a certain interval of time, but these days, it is actually a bit unusual to visit the Cheng family every day.

So it was very gossipy, oh no... The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was very concerned about the physical and mental health of his ministers, decided to ask the embroidery envoy to check what was going on.

After Li Shimin raised his hand to signal the embroiderer to excuse himself, he took the embroiderer's secret memorial from Zhao Kun.

After just one glance, Li Shimin's expression changed dramatically. What kind of tricks is this from Te Niang?

This group of powerful ministers were the elders of the shareholders of the Han and Tang Dynasty trading houses, and they all visited Lu Guogong's mansion every day.

Not only them, but also the group of young people who went to Lu Guogong's mansion every day, and his own son Li Ke also did the same.

And the content presented in this secret memorial, or the purpose of the gathering of these rough gentlemen, turned out to be the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet.

Duke Lu Guo and a group of military-honored princes wanted to show off their singing voices at this year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet and avenge their previous humiliation.

Li Shimin stared blankly at Yi Zhan's singing voice and the words "Apologizing for one's shame", and could not recover for a long time.

"You mean that they gathered together at Duke Lu's Mansion just to show off at the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet?"

"Uh... that should be the case." The leader of the embroidery team thought about it seriously and replied firmly.

"At the beginning, I also thought that the people below had made a mistake, so I went to visit it myself."

"Every night after dark, the sound of various musical instruments and singing can indeed be heard in Duke Lu's mansion. What I can confirm is that I have heard the voice of General Yuchi."

"..." Li Shimin's face darkened instantly. That guy Yu Chigong actually wanted to show off his singing voice?

Or is this guy trying to imitate Zhang Fei in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?

Isn't it possible to stage a scene at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet and break the Nagasaka Bridge with three shouts?

Thinking of this, Li Shimin couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his eyebrows and asked.

"Are you sure it's singing, not roaring or roaring?"

Hearing His Majesty's question, the leader of the embroidered clothes rolled his eyes covertly.

After all, I am a person with sharp ears and eyes. How could I not be able to tell the difference between howling and singing a tune?

"... Chen, I think it should be singing."

Li Shimin narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but ask another question.

"What about the rest?"

"I think they are all singing. After all, I don't dare to stay near Duke Lu's mansion for a long time."

"Okay, you can go down first."

After Li Shimin raised his hand and waved away the leader of the embroidery envoys, he stroked his three long beards, feeling very suspicious.

Zhao Kun on the side saw Li Shimin's expression and couldn't help but stepped forward to offer advice.

"Your Majesty, would you like to invite His Highness King Wu to come over and ask?"

Hearing this, Li Shimin couldn't help but roll his eyes. He was not willing to deal with Li Ke, his prodigal son.

The bastard who pretended to be seriously injured and still wandered around in shady places all day long while he was recuperating from his injuries. If Guanyin had not persuaded him, the big stick would definitely have caused this kid to be seriously injured that day.

"...There's no need to let him come over. I don't want to see that kid. Well, let's do this. You send someone to ask that kid."

"I understand, I will do it now." Seeing His Majesty's unhappy face, Zhao Kun quickly agreed and left quickly.

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Li Ke is very honest. After all, his own father has been offended by him. Now he is not honest. What should he do?

Therefore, he simply wrote a very detailed letter and asked the guard who came to find and inquire to give it to his father.

The letter is naturally about General Cheng, the bean-pouring general, and a group of military officials at the family banquet of the Duke of Lu.

I recall bitterly and sweetly that I felt aggrieved by being overshadowed by civil servants at the Mid-Autumn Festival a few years ago, and I want to avenge my shame at this year's Mid-Autumn Festival.

Therefore, all the important military officials who had drunk too much issued a military order, asking everyone to advance and retreat together.

Practice singing together, and strive to shine and be proud at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

Moreover, Li Ke proudly declared in his letter that every one of these important military officials had a loud voice.

The songs they sang are very energetic and will definitely shine on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

As for your own son Li Sanlang, he will also contribute his part to the Tang Wuxun Chorus at this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet: accompanist and backup singer.

Li Shimin has a headache and a pain in his balls. What the hell is this?

At this moment, Empress Changsun, who had picturesque features and rosy eyebrows, was making tea for her husband. When she saw her husband's sad expression, she couldn't help but wonder.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Could it be that Ke'er has caused some trouble again?"

"That kid didn't cause any trouble, but this year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet may turn into a mess again..."

Empress Changsun looked at Li Shimin with astonishment on her face, blinking her watery eyes curiously.

And Li Mingda, who was sitting obediently not far away, imitating his father's handwriting and practicing Fei Bai Ti, also raised his ears curiously.

"Haha, those group of military officials, I don't know how they were bewitched by that guy Cheng Yaojin, and decided to show off their singing voices at the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet."

With a clang, the tea bowl that Queen Changsun was holding to hold the tea fell to the floor.

Li Mingda's hand holding the purple pen trembled, and he almost accidentally dropped it on Bai Xuan, who was writing.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Li Mingda lifted up the corner of her skirt and sat next to her biological father, asking curiously.

"Dad, is it true or not, Uncle Cheng also wants to sing?"

Li Shimin caressed his daughter's black hair lovingly, and then began to wring his fingers expressionlessly.

"Not only Cheng Yaojin, but also Yu Chigong, Niu Jinda, Qin Qiong, Li Keshi, Liu Hongji..."

Every time a name was spoken, the expressions of Empress Changsun and Li Mingda became more shocked.

That rough old man who laughs so hard actually wants to sing a ditty at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?

When she heard that even Chai Shao, His Majesty's brother-in-law, was about to step onto the stage, Empress Changsun could no longer control herself, raised her hand and stroked her forehead.

I couldn't help but murmured something softly.

"Obviously that guy Cheng Sanlang is not in Luoyang, why do people feel as if he is squatting here."

Hearing his mother's words, Li Mingda was not only unhappy, but he pulled his mother's sleeves excitedly, with an expression as if he was just watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal.

"Mom, maybe it was Brother Cheng San who was secretly instigating this..."
Chapter completed!