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Chapter 289 What is the difference?

The eldest grandson expressed dissatisfaction with Lao Li's behavior of teasing his daughter, and glared at Lao Li: "What are you talking about, Erlang? How can you joke about this kind of thing?"

My own Lao Li is also true. Li Mingda holds military power in his paws. What if he really wants to deal with it? Tuyuhun gave the example of Chang'an City, which is not far away.

Under the concern of his eldest grandson, Li Shimin restrained himself a lot. Originally, he wanted to say a few more words.

The most important thing that made Lao Li very unhappy was that Li Mingda always looked at him with a look of contempt, as if he looked down upon the fruits of his labor.

After chatting for a while, Li Mingda invited Lao Li, his eldest grandson, and Li Zhi to have dinner at his residence, and then talked about returning to the palace.

Lao Li and Changsun accepted it happily, and Li Zhi said nothing.

The dinner was more sumptuous, but there were a lot less people. Murong Xue was not at home. Wu Xu, Zheng Wanli, Xu Hui, Xiaoxiao said that they were not qualified to eat with Lao Li, and besides, they didn’t like to be with Lao Li.

uneasy.

The eldest grandson did not follow Li Mingda, Li Shimin, and Li Zhi. She planned to chat with Li Mingda's harem group. After all, it was the first time for her to meet Zheng Wanli, Xu Hui, and Xiaoxiao, not to mention someone who was with her.

Zheng Wanli looks similar.

His curiosity was overwhelming and he threw Lao Li aside.

Lao Li expressed that he was very unhappy

My wife actually left herself here.

But Lao Li's unhappiness soon disappeared, and his main attention was focused on dinner.

Things are very simple

pancakes

some vegetables

There's not much meat, but there are two

Made more delicately

Lao Li picked up his chopsticks and tasted it, then drank some porridge and felt very happy.

o(* ̄ ̄*)o

"Jinyang, what kind of porridge is this? It tastes very good."

Li Mingda: "Porridge with clear water"

Clear water?

Lao Li looked confused: "The soup made from bones in the palace is not as delicious as this~!"

Li Mingda: "Father, after eating it for so many years, you are naturally tired of it. You can try something lighter occasionally. The effect is good."

Li Mingda used to fantasize about loach and tofu, but later he found out that it was a dead loach that had been inserted into the tofu.

o( ̄ヘ ̄o#)

Sure enough, some legends are lies.

Li Shimin added some side dishes with chopsticks, and it was very smooth to eat. He couldn't help but ask for an extra bowl of porridge.

According to Puyi of the Qing Dynasty, the emperor had a certain amount of food and drink every day, and neither too much nor too little was allowed.

These situations are limited to him, the last emperor who took rules to death and had little rights.

A real emperor like Li Shimin doesn't care about this at all. What he eats and how much he eats are all based on his heart. If you dare to come over and grab Li Shimin and try to squat for a meal, you will be given a chance to see bull-headed horse noodles in minutes.

Li Zhi didn't say anything, and kept silently putting the food into his mouth. Apart from the delicious food, the most important thing was that he felt that something was wrong with the way Li Mingda looked at him, as if he wanted to beat him again.

He dared to beat him in the palace in front of his eldest grandson, let alone in Li Mingda's mansion. In fact, Li Zhi's thoughts are still like those of a child. He thinks whatever a child thinks about when fighting.

for example

Be honest in other people's homes

These are similar

After dinner, Lao Li, Li Zhi and Li Mingda walked around the garden for a few times, then sat in the pavilion and drank some tea.

Pick up the tea cup

Lao Li drank slowly

Suddenly he remembered something and asked Li Mingda: "Where is Murong Xue?"

Li Mingda picked up the tea and said, "I'm going to look for trouble with the Wang family." He answered Lao Li's question calmly.

Lao Li: "What?"

Seeing Lao Li's surprised look, he continued to say calmly: "Father, didn't you say that the Wang family plans to send me a legitimate daughter? It doesn't matter if she is a concubine. Murong Xue, who is the number one here, will naturally move toward the Wang family.

Declare your status, why not wait until the other party comes?

Li Shimin suddenly lost his composure: "Are you going to ignore this?"

In Li Shimin's opinion, these things should not happen.

Li Mingda rolled his eyes at him: "Can you take care of this kind of thing? I don't think you can take care of the noisy concubines in the harem~!"

Li Shimin explained: "Isn't this your mother and queen?"

Li Mingda: "I have Murong Xue here~! What's the difference?"

Li Shimin was speechless. There seemed to be no difference. After all, Murong Xue was Li Mingda's concubine.

Everyone in the Tang Dynasty knew it

My daughter is fine except for this abnormality.

Sighed

Lao Li: "Forget it, do whatever you want, but don't make the matter too big. It won't be easy to explain when the time comes."

(^)

You also know that it's hard to explain. If you hadn't used me as a cover to read the historian's records, there wouldn't have been so much.

Seeing Li Zhi beside him, Li Mingda couldn't help but ask Lao Li. After thinking about it, he pointed to the garden and said to Li Zhi: "Third brother, you go to the yard to digest the food~!"

Li Zhi: "Ah, I think I have almost digested it just now."

After speaking, Li Zhi knew that he had said the wrong thing when he saw Li Mingda's widened eyes and raised fists.

He instantly turned into Quail Zhi and changed his words in a low voice: "Well, I feel a little tired. Father, I'm going to walk around."

Li Shimin looked at Li Zhi's expression and had no choice but to tell him: "Go ahead, don't run around."

Li Mingda told Li Zhi: "Just walk around the area. There are organs inside. If you die in there, don't worry. I didn't warn you."

organ

dead inside

Sure enough, my sister's place is too scary, I will definitely not come here next time.

Li Zhi shrank his neck and nodded in agreement: "Well, I'll be right next to you if I don't go far."

Then Li Zhi walked out of the pavilion and squatted beside the flowers about five meters away, not daring to go any further.

Lao Li looked at Li Zhi and couldn't help but ask Li Mingda: "Can't you be nicer to your third brother?"

"I haven't hit him for a long time~!"

Lao Li: "You are treating him well if you don't hit him? No, why do you always hit him?"

Li Mingda: "As the old saying goes, if a child is not beaten, he will not be effective. The best way is to hang him up and whip him if he makes a mistake, so that he can remember it."

Lao Li: "Who did you hear this from?"

Li Mingda directly blamed Cheng Yaojin: "My Master Cheng said that he would beat Cheng Chumo and the three brothers every day."

Lao Li held his forehead and told Li Mingda helplessly: "Don't learn from him, these are all wrong."

Li Mingda said that he had learned it this way anyway and could not change it.

Lao Li had no choice but to change the topic: "Why did you send the pheasant slave away?"

Li Mingda: "When forming the administrative cabinet this time, don't forget to put the prime minister in the hands of the historian and let him be responsible for repairing the humanities and history records of the Tang Dynasty through the ages. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Father."

Hearing Li Mingda's reminder, Lao Li finally remembered that he seemed to have forgotten this matter, and patted his heart: "Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten. My father has written it down. If you have merit, you will be rewarded.

Xiao Sizi, tell me what you want this time."
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