Chapter 1421 A girl's mind, you don't need to guess when a mother (
Chapter 1421: A girl’s thoughts, a mother doesn’t have to guess (please subscribe and vote)
I know, I know they don't know what Ansheng is.
"..." When Li Jing and Li Daozong saw His Majesty's nose and eyes bursting with sparks, they were unable to complain.
"Your Majesty, isn't Cheng Sanlang in Yaozhou? Why..."
"See for yourselves." Li Shimin threw the memorial jointly signed by Cheng Chubi and Governor Ning on the edge of the sand table with a look of displeasure.
He also held in his hand the memorial written by his own son Li Ke, which was naturally not suitable for showing to ministers.
But because of this, he felt even more angry and wanted to kick something.
Of course, what he wanted to kick the most were the two bastards, Li Ke, the biological son of Ying Guo, and Cheng Sanlang, the king of demon moths.
I had just praised them before, but in the blink of an eye, I was unhappy again.
Although this memorial from Yaozhou was written by Governor Ning, Li Shimin could see the vernacular-like choice of words and sentences.
It clearly came from that little bastard Cheng Sanlang. It was probably this guy who encouraged Governor Ning to write this memorial.
Governor Ning was helpless and could only write whatever he said. Otherwise, with Ning Qing's literary talent, how could he write such a simple and straightforward memorial.
"Nameng Shezhao decreed that Zhang, the daughter of Yue Jinqiu, be the concubine..." Li Daozong saw this and took a breath with toothache.
I really don’t know what to say, even though I just want to have a concubine.
But what nonsense does a junior like you, Cheng Sanlang, do? You actually encouraged Governor Ning to sign a joint name with you. You are also drunk.
Of course, the reason seems to be very reasonable. It seems that as long as Li Ke marries the daughter of a very representative Zhao Wang in Yaozhou, it will be very beneficial for Yaozhou Zhao Wang to return to the imperial court.
However, the Jianchuan portal has been retaken, is it possible that those edicts still dare to be half-hearted?
Of course, complaints are complaints. I saw His Majesty holding the memorial to King Wu Li Ke and would not let go.
I'm afraid that in all likelihood, the real messenger is the one, and Cheng Sanlang is at best an accomplice.
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In the Li Zheng Hall, a slim young girl with bright eyes and white teeth tilted her head and looked towards Empress Changsun who had just stepped into the hall.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice, still crisp and sweet, full of bright air, rang out in the hall.
"Mom, what's wrong with you? You don't seem happy?"
Empress Changsun saw the gaze cast by her beloved daughter Li Mingda, and couldn't help stroking the corner of her eyebrows with some worry.
"Your third brother sent a letter to my mother, hoping that my mother can help him, alas..."
Li Mingda's eyes lit up when he heard about Third Brother, he put down the pen in his hand, smiled sweetly at his mother and asked.
"Third brother, third brother wrote to mother from Luzhou? Did you write it to me?"
After hearing this, Empress Changsun almost burst into laughter. What is this girl thinking? How could she not understand as a mother?
Empress Changsun sat down on the couch slowly, then looked at her beloved daughter who was looking at her eagerly, and said calmly.
"It seems that Cheng Sanlang should be in Yaozhou during this period..."
"Oh...oh no, what my daughter wants to ask is, didn't the third brother write to my sister? Fortunately, I still remember him..."
Empress Changsun looked at her daughter who seemed a little incoherent with a smile, but said nothing.
In a short time, this already slim young girl plunged into her mother's arms.
The little head burrowed hard into mother's arms.
Empress Changsun pulled her up angrily and funnyly. "Sit down, mother. Mother didn't say anything. What are you ashamed of?"
Li Mingda snorted coquettishly, lying next to her mother, and tugged at her black hair with her fingers in boredom.
"Mom, you know how to bully me."
"Haha...Okay, don't you want to know about your third brother?
Your third brother, in Jiannan Road, fell in love with a woman, or it should be said that the two of them fell in love."
"But he was worried that his father would agree, so he wrote a letter to inform his mother. He hoped that she would make peace for him and make your father agree to this matter. Alas..."
"He also encouraged Cheng Sanlang to help, and asked Cheng Sanlang and the governor Ning of Yaozhou to jointly submit a memorial, hoping to facilitate this matter."
"Mom, this is the first time in so many years that I have seen your third brother treat a woman so attentively."
Li Mingda turned his bright eyes, smiled sweetly at his mother and said softly.
"Mother, please promise third brother. It's rare for third brother to meet the woman he likes."
Empress Changsun glanced at her beloved daughter, and after thinking about it, she decided to forget it and not complain about Li Ke to her daughter.
He began to think about how to help Ke'er. Although the reasons in Ke'er's letter were a bit far-fetched, as Empress Changsun said just now, it was rare for him to meet a woman he liked.
In addition, Empress Changsun also told Li Ke's letter all the things that were suitable to be told to her daughter.
Li Mingda heard that Brother Cheng San was showing great power in Jiannan Road, so he led a group of rabble across mountains and rivers to surprise Jianchuan City.
He regained the gate of Yaozhou, which had been lost for many years in the Tang Dynasty, and still held on to the city, repelling the crazy counterattacks of the Tibetan people from the north and the south. He felt very happy.
A pair of pink fists were clenched tightly, and I wanted to see with my own eyes the heroic appearance of Brother Cheng San on the battlefield.
Brother Cheng San has always been the most powerful, and he has known this since he was very young.
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After Li Mingda said goodbye and left the Zhengzheng Hall, he happily returned to his own room. After concentrating for a while, he began to splash ink, and lines of graceful and clear handwriting appeared on the white tribute paper.
After writing several pages of letter, Li Mingda rubbed his sore wrist and turned his head to look aside.
The cute panda sent by brother Cheng San was sitting on the side, motionless, maintaining that simple and honest expression.
Li Mingda couldn't help but stretched out his finger, gently tapped the panda's black nose, and smiled sweetly.
Then he stuffed the letter into the envelope, sealed the envelope with wax, hid it close to his body, and then left the house.
The two palace maids who had been waiting outside the house quickly followed, but as usual, they did not dare to get too close.
Li Mingda wandered back to the vicinity of Li Zheng Palace and came to the residence of the ladies of Li Zheng Palace.
He rushed straight to one of the rooms, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Not long after, the door was opened, revealing a charming and pretty face, it was Wu Meiniang.
"Slave, please see Your Highness..."
"Okay, Sister Wu, there are no outsiders here, so you and I don't have to be polite."
Li Mingda stretched out his hand to support Wu Meiniang, and then walked calmly into Wu Meiniang's house.
Wu Meiniang looked at Li Mingda, who was no longer the quirky little cutie of the past, but had become a quirky and graceful girl.
He shook his head helplessly and smiled brightly at Li Mingda.
"Your Highness, sit down, would you like something to drink?"