Chapter 1506 Maybe, to untie the bell, it is necessary to tie the bell, except for the old man
Chapter 1506 Perhaps, to untie the bell, someone needs to tie the bell. Who else can there be besides me? (Please subscribe and vote)
Zhongbao and several other guards and eunuchs who happened to be nearby looked at Cheng Sanlang who was as strong as flying.
Looking at His Majesty the Emperor who was extremely angry behind him, well... I couldn't help but have a thought in my mind. Could it be that the scene from the past few days would be staged again in the palace?
After all, Li Yuan is also a face-saving Majesty of the Tang Dynasty, and is considered the emperor's biological father.
It's no big deal to chase Cheng Sanlang away with sticks and copycats all day long. If word spreads about it, people will think that they are bullying the little kid all day long. Just forget it...
Li Yuan stopped in confusion, pointed at the boy's retreating back, and said harsh words.
"You brat, if you run fast, I'll deal with you later when I have the chance."
Then he straightened his sleeves, put them down, and strode away with the majesty and momentum of the Supreme Emperor.
Not far away, Li Yuan asked in a low voice without looking back.
"Zhongbao, what do you think this kid is thinking?"
Zhongbao heard Li Yuan's inquiry and considered it for a long time with a serious expression before speaking.
"I really don't know, but I feel that this child is a filial person.
If Your Majesty feels that you can give it a try, there is nothing wrong with letting Cheng Sanlang give it a try."
Hearing these words, Li Yuan couldn't help but looked at Zhongbao in astonishment.
"I really didn't expect that even you would actually speak for that kid."
Zhongbao lowered his figure with some fear and explained.
"I just hope that your majesty can be happy physically and mentally, and feel at ease."
"You're right. I'm already at this age, so there's nothing I can't see through."
Li Yuan stroked his long beard and looked at the Chang'an Palace of the Tang Dynasty.
At the beginning, this was the capital of the Tang Dynasty that he determined. If...if the capital was moved, Erlang would make the decision.
Doesn’t that mean that the decision-making made by the founding emperor back then was wrong?
Li Yuan couldn't help but pause in his steps, and his eyebrows were pressed together tightly.
But if the capital is not moved, when I think about the Tang Dynasty, my descendants will have no choice but to travel back and forth on the road from Chang'an to Luoyang in pursuit of food.
Li Yuan couldn't help but feel a deep pain in his balls and sighed longly.
Perhaps, someone needs to tie the bell to untie it. Who else can take on this important responsibility besides me?
He was the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and it was he who decided to make Chang'an the capital.
Now, I have changed my mind and am willing to go to Luoyang. What happened?
Those ministers must be going crazy, but there is nothing they can do about it, and the pressure on Erlang will be greatly reduced.
Well, that boy Erlang will definitely tell his ministers hypocritically that there is no other way, that is my father, and as a son, you can't be disobedient and unfilial, right?
Thinking of this, Li Yuan couldn't help but laugh and raised his gray eyebrows happily.
Zhongbao on the side naturally took in all the changes in His Majesty's expression, but he still stood respectfully and remained silent.
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Zhao Kun, who was standing outside the Ganlu Hall, was quite troubled by the cold north wind blowing.
He watched with his own eyes as Cheng Sanlang left the Manlu Palace with Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang. Should he report this news to His Majesty? Or should he not report it?
When I thought that Empress Changsun was in the Ganlu Palace at the moment, the Empress came with Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang.
It would have been fine if she had said that Princess Jinyang had arrived. If she hadn't, wouldn't she have offended the two women in the palace who should not be offended?
The extremely troubled Zhao Kun, the leader of the bearded guards, sighed sadly. It is difficult to be a guard, but it is even harder to be a confidant.
Fortunately, he didn't hesitate for too long before he saw the quirky Princess Jinyang coming back wearing that white snow fox fur coat.
Moreover, he was holding a food box in his hand, so Zhao Kun quickly stepped forward and bowed.
After returning to his palace, he specially prepared a portion of the big cake baked specially for today for his own father. Li Mingda, out of respect for his filial piety, extended his hand to support him.
"Watcher Zhao, please excuse me. Is my mother still here?"
"Your Majesty and your Majesty are still inside."
Li Mingda nodded, and just as he was about to lift up the thick curtain and walk into the hall, he heard faint discussion not far behind him.
"Hey, what's wrong with that boy Cheng Sanlang? Why is he running like a rabbit?"
"???" Li Mingda turned his head subconsciously and saw brother Cheng San.
At this moment, brother Cheng San, who was wearing a black bear fur, was taking long strides and running quickly, and he looked back from time to time, as if he was being chased by someone.
Li Mingda subconsciously wanted to see if his biological father was still in the Manna Hall. However, the faint sound of conversation coming from the hall proved his biological father's whereabouts.
Zhao Kun Zhao Kun almost burst into laughter, but fortunately he noticed Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang beside him and quickly controlled his emotions.
Li Mingda looked at the somewhat hurried figure of Brother Cheng San, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Maybe Brother Cheng San met the Grandpa Huang who came for a stroll again, and I don’t know what he did to make Grandpa Huang anxious.
It was not beyond Li Mingda's expectation. She stood at the entrance of the palace and stayed for a little longer. Sure enough, she saw the emperor's grandpa striding towards this side with majestic and powerful steps.
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"Grandpa, grandpa..." Li Mingda's cheerful and clear voice soon rang outside the Manna Hall.
At this moment, Li Shimin, who was in the palace, was frowning and thinking hard about Cheng Sanlang's unreasonable suggestion.
Empress Changsun, who was sitting aside and asking her husband not to put too much pressure on her from time to time, all sat upright.
After a short while, I saw Li Yuan smiling, holding a half-bitten cake in one hand, and holding Li Mingda in the other as he walked into the Manna Hall.
Li Shimin quickly stood up to greet his father, and his eyes subconsciously fell on the food box Li Mingda was carrying.
Li Mingda smiled sweetly at Li Shimin, put the food box on the table, opened it and said.
"Dad, this is a cake specially baked by my daughter. It's delicious..."
After Li Yuan destroyed the cake in his hand with three strokes, five and two, he praised happily.
"Yes, it's fragrant and sweet. It's really worthy of our little Sizi's craftsmanship. Everything is delicious."
Li Shimin looked inside the opened food box and saw a plate of cake with a corner missing. He felt bad.
However, this person in front of you is your own father, your biological father. You can't look down on your biological father just for the sake of two mouthfuls of food. That would be unfilial.
Li Shimin could only force a smile, and then he stretched out his hand and broke off another piece, first handing it to his father respectfully.
Li Yuan took it without politeness and began to eat happily.
Li Shimin rolled his eyes covertly, broke off another piece and handed it to Queen Changsun. He also broke off the largest piece and chewed it without ceremony.
"Dad, mother, is it delicious?"
"Haha... How can there be any food made by my daughter that doesn't taste good?"
The words "my daughter" were specially marked in black and bold. Empress Changsun couldn't help but turn her face away. The father and son were here again...