After Ren Qing said these words, Li Shimin fell into deep thought.
Finally, just when Ren Qing felt that he was about to suffocate, Li Shimin finally spoke slowly again: "I understand!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Hearing this long-lost voice, Ren Qing finally relaxed, but said this sentence without any clue.
However, Li Shimin was not surprised at all by Ren Qing's thanks. He just looked at him with a half-smile and asked, "Since when did you start speaking for him like this?"
"Wei Chen..." Ren Qing was stunned for a moment when Li Shimin asked him, and then his face changed drastically. He immediately fell to his knees, and thin beads of sweat began to form on his forehead!
He naturally knew: Since ancient times, close ministers of the emperor like him have been extremely taboo about interacting with foreign ministers in the court! Let alone interacting, even saying a few words is a taboo of the emperor! Really meet him
A more suspicious emperor, even if he was killed on the spot, it would be nothing new!
"hehe……"
Seeing Ren Qing's nervous look, Li Shimin suddenly laughed: "I'm just asking, nothing else! You and Xiao Han have traveled all over the country during this period, and have been through life and death several times. If you return to Chang'an, you will become the same person.
Stranger, that’s weird!”
"Thank...your majesty!" Seeing that the emperor didn't seem to blame him, Ren Qing's face looked a little better, but his voice was still a little dry.
Li Shimin looked as if he had never seen Ren Qing. He stood up slowly, stretched, and then said: "You have worked hard in the past year. These days, you don't have to stay in the palace on duty.
, the Shangyuan Festival is coming soon. After the Shangyuan Festival is over, you and Xiao Han will return to the Fire Research Institute to supervise the progress of firearms for me."
Ren Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled when he heard the words. He looked up at Li Shimin with a complicated expression, and after a while he raised his hand heavily: "Here!"
Ren Qing left the palace.
Not many people know the news, and even if someone knows the news, most of them will not take it seriously. After all, in these years, Ren Qing seems to have been away from the palace more days than he has been in the palace.
Much.
When Xiao Han from Sanyuan County learned the news, he just sighed deeply and raised his glass in the direction of Chang'an.
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Time flies by in the blink of an eye, and it feels like it’s already the Lantern Festival in just a blink of an eye.
"Why is it already past fifteen?"
Early in the morning, Xiao Han, who was leading his daughter, could not help but sigh in annoyance as he watched Butler Lu commanding all the servants to hang lanterns all over the yard.
His memory was not very good during this period, and he felt that the time he spent visiting the house flew by very quickly. How long had it passed before it was the Lantern Festival?
Of course, Xiao Han's memory is not very good, and it seems to be random.
For example, he couldn't remember the emperor's grounding! However, he remembered clearly and clearly which house he went to with his daughter and how much new year's money he got back.
"Why……"
Similarly, upon hearing Xiao Han's sigh, his precious daughter An An, who was holding his hand, also let out an "ouch" like a little adult.
This is not because she intends to imitate her father, but because she heard that as long as the Lantern Festival is over, it means that the new year is completely over!
Now that the New Year is over, she naturally can no longer go around with her father to pay New Year greetings, and then receive a lot of beautiful and interesting things from those uncles and uncles with beards.
"Oh, my Lord Marquis!"
In the yard, Butler Lu had just kicked a clumsy servant in the butt. When he turned his head, he happened to see Xiao Han and his daughter. He hurriedly walked up to them and said with concern: "It's so cold, why are you still here?"
Why are you taking the little princess out? Go back to the house quickly to warm up!"
"Oh, it's okay, the weather is not bad today!" Xiao Han smiled at Butler Lu who came over and had no intention of going back to the house. An An, who was being held by him, also waved his hand and said, "Uncle Lu,
We’re not cold!”
"Ouch..." Unexpectedly, after hearing An An's name, Butler Lu's face immediately changed and he waved his hands hastily: "The little princess killed the old slave! You don't dare to call me uncle again. If others hear this, you can't do it."
What should we do?”
What a joke! Who is the godfather of little Princess An An? That is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin! How dare he, a housekeeper who sold himself into slavery, be An An's uncle? Wouldn't that mean he is a generation above the emperor?
"Haha, it's okay! Considering her age, it's not an exaggeration for her to call you uncle." Xiao Han was a little disapproving of Butler Lu's fuss, so he comforted her casually and led his daughter to the courtyard.
At this time, the courtyard had long been decorated with colorful lanterns and cloth strips. With these bright colors, the lonely courtyard in winter immediately became festive.
"Wow, what a beautiful light, it can also turn!"
An An, who had been being pulled by Xiao Han, also saw the lanterns with fine workmanship and different shapes at this time, so she immediately forgot her sorrow just now, broke away from her father's big hand, ran under the lanterns, and begged the servants to take them off.
Give him one.
"Will the Marquis still go to Chang'an today?"
Seeing that the father and daughter seemed to be satisfied with their outfits, Butler Lu, who was following Xiao Han, narrowed his eyes with joy and asked Xiao Han with cupped hands.
"I'm not going." Xiao Han shook his head when he heard this and said with a smile: "There is nothing to see during the Lantern Festival this year. There are not even many people hanging lanterns and guessing riddles. Why are you going there?"
"Hahaha, what the Marquis said is absolutely true!" Butler Lu seemed to have expected this, stroking his beard and laughing.
A few years ago, if Xiao Han could catch up, he would have gone to Chang'an with Xue Pan, and the Lantern Festival at that time was still very lively!
In order to show off themselves, countless big families in Chang'an will choose to set up a stage to sing operas and hang lanterns on this day, allowing talented people and beautiful ladies to take the stage to guess riddles and win prizes. They are not afraid of giving away the lanterns, but are afraid that no one will come on stage to step on them.
But this year, those big families are uncharacteristically different. Not to mention those who set up a stage to sing, there are only a few people who build flower sheds!
If this situation continues, it is estimated that by tonight, Chang'an, known as the city that never sleeps, will be more than half dark!
"It's okay if the Marquis doesn't go to Chang'an!" Butler Lu continued after laughing: "Celebrating the Lantern Festival in our Zhuangzi is not much worse than Chang'an! In order to get some luck for those literate little bastards this year, the old slave
I specially invited several talents to write a lot of lantern riddles, and then hang them all on the street to see how many of those little bastards can win! Moreover, our blacksmiths have also agreed to give us a performance this year.
The sky is full of fiery trees and silver flowers, and it’s extremely beautiful!”
