Throughout the history of the Tang Dynasty, Li Jingye is a person who can definitely leave his name in the history books.
As for whether it is a good name or a bad name, there is much controversy among later generations.
Some people say that his opposition to martial arts was for personal gain, not to support Li Tang. Others said that he was a loyal minister who did not dare to use force in the world, but he was the only one who stood up and raised the flag of righteousness.
Right or wrong, success or failure has come to an end. Along with his name in the history books, there is also King Luo Bin's eternal and majestic article "Pleading for Xu Jingye to fight for war", and the sentence "A handful of soil is not dry, how can I support a six-foot solitude?" After a thousand years,
After reading it later, I am still full of emotions.
The Li Jingye in front of me is still young, and his facial features are vaguely similar to Li Qinzai's.
He is sunny and cheerful, and the young man does not know the feeling of sadness. When he smiles, his eyes narrow into slits, and his mouth opens wide, showing a mouth full of white teeth, like a center who has just won a game on the basketball court, his smile shining in the sweat.
Those sufferings in life are still waiting for him in a distant place.
If Li Qinzai hadn't appeared.
After lying on the bed and resting for more than an hour, Li Jingye's vitals finally recovered a little. Although there was still some pain when walking, at least it was not that serious.
"Fifth brother's moves are getting worse and worse. Who taught you these dirty moves?" Li Jingye said, baring his teeth.
"It's all natural without a teacher," Li Qinzai said humbly.
Li Jingye's face was dark: "I'm not complimenting you. What do you mean by being so conceited?"
Li Qinzai ignored the topic and asked curiously: "Why did brother come here suddenly?"
Li Jingye was delighted: "I was ill, so I asked for leave from the Ministry of Civil Affairs and returned to Chang'an to recuperate for two years before taking up my post."
Li Qinzai looked at him: "What's wrong with my brother?"
Li Jingye said with a straight face: "If I say I am sick, then I am sick. Even if I am not sick, I am sick."
After saying this, Li Jingye snorted and couldn't hold back his joy.
Li Qinzai suddenly realized.
These days, regardless of whether the prince or the son of a powerful person is sent to serve as an official in other places, he will take sick leave every one or two years.
After all, except for Chang'an and Luoyang, other cities, prefectures, and counties in the Tang Dynasty are too barren and backward. These princes and powerful children have been accustomed to the prosperity of Chang'an since childhood, how can they stand the barbarism in other places?
So everyone acted cleverly. After serving as a local official for one or two years, he often took sick leave. In his memorials, he described himself as pitiful, as if he was almost dying and just wanted to return to his roots.
The officials in the Ministry of Personnel are probably well aware of the virtues of the children of these powerful people. As long as they don't go too far and too often, they usually don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, which is still acceptable.
Of course, local military and political leaders such as governors and governors cannot leave easily. This is the bottom line.
Fortunately, Li Jingye was not the leader, he was the governor of Liuzhou.
Well, that place where you eat snail noodles... Fortunately, the Tang Dynasty has not invented this dark diet.
Li Jingye's accent is basically the Guanzhong accent. He didn't hold his voice and say, "Biaoguo, I'm here..."
Patting Li Qinzai hard on the shoulder, Li Jingye smiled and said: "Last year, my grandfather wrote to me, saying that my fifth brother is no longer what he used to be. He has completely changed."
"Although your bastard's temper has not changed much, you have made many great contributions to the Tang Dynasty. Even the emperor favors you. Haha, my Li family's seed is amazing!"
Li Qinzai's cheeks twitched: "Grandpa, if you want to praise me, praise me seriously. What kind of rhetorical technique is it to use my shortcomings to pave the way? Besides, I am no longer the bastard I used to be..."
"You are the bastard this year..." Li Jingye said nonchalantly: "Assholes are bastards, why are you so modest? We just set fire to the Wang family in Taiyuan. If you don't bastard, who will?"
Li Qinzai smiled and took a deep breath.
You have to be really grateful that you were born in the right child. If it weren't for my cousin, you would have had to take another slap in the face and change your name to cousin from now on...
Li Jingye added: "When I came from Chang'an, grandpa asked me to tell you that you have been more honest recently. The court has been quarreling because of you. Even grandpa has not dared to go out recently and has closed the door to thank guests."
Li Qinzai said quietly: "It's just burning a few houses, it's such a big deal, those officials are so boring..."
Li Jingye sneered: "The bastard flavor of this sentence is getting stronger and stronger. Why don't you take a look at the house that was burned? The ancestral home of the Wang family in Taiyuan. Hehe, I didn't dare to do this in the most bastard years."
Li Qinzai smiled. He had done everything anyway, and he didn't have any psychological pressure.
Li Zhi and Empress Wu were helping him to find out. He had already done the first half of the matter. The second half was a battle between the bosses, and Li Qinzai was not qualified to participate.
The emperor and the empress had been planning for a long time. After waiting for the impeachment court officials to have enough fun, it was time for Li Zhi to take action.
Li Qinzai called Qiao'er and asked him to call him Uncle Li Jingye.
The pink and cute Qiao'er stood in front of Li Jingye. Li Jingye was so hurt that he picked him up with one hand and kept sucking and kissing Qiao'er's face.
Qiao'er was drooled all over her face, and finally couldn't continue socializing, so she struggled hard in Li Jingye's arms.
Li Qinzai had no choice but to comfort him with gentle words: "The patience is over. Your uncle will give you valuable gifts after you have kissed me enough."
Qiao'er had no choice but to stop struggling, her eyes were dull and her face was numb, and she was forced to go to business.
Li Jingye had finished sucking the baby, and he put Qiao'er down without finishing. The father and son stared at him with burning eyes.
Li Jingye immediately heard the elegant meaning of Xiange, searched for it, took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Qiao'er, smiling awkwardly: "Uncle came in a hurry and didn't prepare a meeting gift. Qiao'er has returned to Chang'an. Uncle, give it to you."
Fill……"
Qiao'er took the jade pendant and looked at it in the sun, just like checking the security thread of banknotes, with a very rigorous attitude.
The jade is good jade, crystal clear. The sunlight shines through the jade pendant, and Qiao'er's little face is cast with a hazy light, like the cold moon in early autumn.
Li Qinzai's eyes lit up, he took the jade pendant with his hands, stuffed it into his arms, and then said to Qiao'er gently: "You are still young, dad will save it for you."
Qiao'er didn't resist either. He was still young and didn't have much idea about money.
Li Jingye's cheek twitched a few times and sighed: "Fifth brother, you are so virtuous..."
Li Qinzai lightly kicked Qiao'er's ass and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Qiao'er obediently saluted: "Qiao'er, thank you uncle for the generous gift."
Touching Qiao'er's head, Li Qinzai said with a smile: "Okay, the business is over, let's go play with the juniors, and tell those brats that there will be a quiz next month, and the bottom three will still receive ten whips.
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Buckwheat jumped and ran away.
Li Jingye said thoughtfully: "I heard that you accepted a group of princes and powerful disciples to teach you knowledge? Fifth brother, I haven't seen you for more than a year. You have changed so much that I almost thought you were possessed by a ghost.
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Li Qinzai's eyelids twitched, he was really fooled.
Li Jingye hooked his shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother is here, so why don't you hurry up and throw a banquet? Let me have a good drink today, so I can tell you what you have eaten in the past year and why you suddenly woke up."
Yes, where did your ability come from?"
Li Qinzai explained seriously: "In fact, more than a year ago, I saw an old lady with a white beard in my dream..."
Li Jingye kicked him away and scolded with a smile: "Your grandma just has a white beard! Hurry up and hold a banquet!"