Chapter 1837 We must give General Xue enough social training
Li Shimin saw Zhao Kun walking into the hall with a relaxed expression, and he was instantly relieved. It seemed that at least things were not developing in a bad direction.
"No need to be polite, how is Xue Qing's situation?"
Zhao Kun thought of the intense scene before he left, which ended with Tang Dynasty's fierce general Xue Wanjun being subdued.
Thinking of this, Zhao Kun felt that he couldn't control the corners of his mouth and eyelids again, and he quickly coughed twice.
"...Your Majesty, Duke Lu has, um, started eating."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the family of three suddenly lit up.
Li Shimin couldn't help but his eyes lit up. It was so fast. Cheng Sanlang must have been too fast.
"Cheng Sanlang has solved the knot in his heart?"
"That's not true... Well, Your Majesty, everything that happened today has been recorded here by the Embroidered Clothes Envoy. Your Majesty will know the reasons after reading it."
"The main reason is that too many things have happened, and I really can't explain them for a while."
"..." Li Shimin took the wooden box, opened it, and saw a thick stack of paper inside, full of handwriting.
He strode to the desk and just sat down, copying the first piece of paper.
At this moment, my daughter-in-law secretly used the excuse of massaging her father's shoulders, widening her bright eyes behind him.
Of course, Empress Changsun was too embarrassed to gossip like that with her daughter, and there were also a lot of people waiting in the palace.
That's all, I can only wait a while and see if I can survive again.
Li Shimin quickly scanned the previous words, and soon he saw a familiar conversation pattern.
The embroiderer with good calligraphy wrote in the letter:
Cheng Sanlang said: "Second Uncle Xue, do you think my little nephew, my dog, is trying to catch a mouse, so why should I save you?"
"Actually, this is really not a dog trying to catch a mouse. After all, nephew, I am not a dog, and you are not a mouse."
Behind her, the cute little Li Mingda chuckled, and then she quickly covered her mouth.
"..." Li Shimin, who had a slightly dark face, could already imagine that Xue Wanjun, who was lying on the couch, must be in a very unhappy mood.
As he watched, Li Mingda, who was behind Li Shimin, hugged his belly, bent over and slowly sat down on the ground, and then beat the floor with his small pink fist.
Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was in front of him, suddenly let out a series of blood-curdling laughter.
The smile made Empress Changsun feel bad. At this time, as the empress, she must remain calm when facing important events.
I felt that I had to do something to improve the appearance of my husband and my daughter. After all, the father and daughter smiled so informally that it would have a negative impact if word spread about it.
He waved his hand and winked at Zhao Kun. Zhao Kun bowed understandingly and quickly made two gestures towards the palace maids and eunuchs.
Soon, all the idle people in Wencheng Hall disappeared outside the hall door.
Zhao Kun stood at the entrance of the palace to guard against anyone accidentally entering Wencheng Palace. When he saw His Majesty, he started to slap the crime and laughed wildly.
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After half an hour, Li Shimin, the majestic Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, finally controlled his emotions.
I rubbed my belly, which was aching with abdominal muscles, and took a big sip of tea. For the first time in my life, I laughed so happily that my mouth went dry and my voice became hoarse.
Li Mingda was not much better. Well, Empress Changsun, who had the strongest self-control ability, couldn't help but raise her hand to close the hanging black hair.
I had no choice but to smile so wantonly and disrespectfully like my husband, so I could only bury my face in the quilt, causing my bun to become a little messy.
"If I were Xue Wanjunqing, and if I were in good health, I would definitely not let go of that boy Cheng Sanlang so easily. It would be such a disservice." After hearing his father's words, Li Mingda was not happy. He pouted, feeling that he had to stand up for Cheng.
The third brother made excuses.
"Dad, Brother Cheng San did this to cure illnesses and save people."
Li Shimin was in a happy mood, and he didn't care that his daughter stood next to her future husband to talk, and continued to talk in an authentic manner.
"Yeah, okay, okay, dad made a mistake, but this kid is really..."
He had to admit that Li Shimin felt that even if he had a death wish like Xue Wanjun, there would be a monster like Cheng Sanlang jumping up and down next to him.
Haha, nine times out of ten, I will think of giving this kid a good beating first, so I can rest in peace.
Empress Changsun shook her head helplessly. Cheng Sanlang, this little bastard, was so irritating when he spoke.
I still remember that when he was treating me, his sudden words would make people half angry to death.
"If this kid Cheng Sanlang continues to act like this, I'm afraid it's Duke Lu, ugh..."
"Haha, this is only the first day. If he is allowed to stay with his gang of bad friends for two more days, Xue Wanjunqing is afraid that he will only have the fighting spirit left and not the slightest will to die.
All I want to think about is how to get in good health quickly and find an opportunity to deal with those gangsters."
After hearing this, Li Mingda and Queen Changsun also nodded in agreement.
However, Li Mingda quickly made another statement. "Dad, when the time comes, you have to help Brother Cheng San. He is following your instructions to treat General Xue Er."
"Well, that's natural. Daddy knows it well. Just don't worry, my good girl."
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During the day, these young men were either drinking and eating meat, or bragging and spanking, making this quiet and dark prison as noisy as a house full of guests and friends.
A group of young people played cards very energetically, and the sound of cards being thrown made Xue Wanjun look desperate and wished he could crash to death in prison.
Why are these bastards so energetic? Isn't it that much fun to just fight a landlord? It's been a whole day, okay?
When do you guys close your eyes? I can kill myself so that I don't have to stay with you bastards and cause too much trouble for my mother-in-law.
Just when Xue Wanjun was thinking a lot, touching his waistband, silently waiting for the opportunity. Over there, the landlord was still fighting.
But at this moment, Cheng Chubi was squatting in a corner with Li Ke and Li Zhen, staring carefully at Xue Wanjun, who was lying motionless on the couch.
"Brother Chu Bi, do we really have to watch him all night?"
"No, no, no, of course not. We can just keep an eye on him in shifts. It's rare for brothers to get together and play cards happily anyway."
"Just wait, if he makes any move, haha..." Cheng Chubi felt that as long as he gave General Xue enough social training.
Let him develop a strong and thick skin that can face all difficulties and obstacles, oh no...a strong heart.
I believe that by then, he, who is already old-skinned, will not care too much about his self-esteem, ah no... he will not care too much about such trivial flaws as going to jail.
Having said that, people with too strong self-esteem are prone to go to extremes, which is very bad. Unlike the Cheng family, each of them has a very strong ability to withstand psychological stress.