Chapter 193 The second story is high mountains and flowing water, the third story is burning
Chapter 193 The second story is High Mountains and Flowing Waters, the third story is Burning the Qin and Cooking the Crane (please vote and reward)
In the Imperial Palace, the sound of the piano is clear and leisurely...
Li Shimin and Empress Changsun sat across from each other, one holding white and the other holding black.
The couple played chess and talked at the same time, relaxed and comfortable. There were no worries caused by national affairs.
My wife has recovered from her illness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in Chang'an to supervise the country, and the world is at peace.
In the Jiucheng Palace, which is cool and protected from the heat of summer, the couple rarely enjoys this fresh time and their world.
When the couple were in the inner hall of the Royal Palace, they started sitting opposite each other and gradually turned into a couple cuddling together.
If you make a move, I will make a move, but there is only each other in our eyes, not the chessboard.
Then I heard the familiar and joyful laughter coming from outside the Imperial Palace.
"Xiao Sizi, why is she here?" Li Shimin reluctantly let go of his hands, quite surprised.
This little girl actually reminds her of her parents?
"I think it was my father who brought her here." Empress Changsun straightened her clothes, glanced at her husband with her almond-shaped eyes, stood up and walked out of the inner hall.
Li Shimin hurriedly followed helplessly. He saw the bouncing Li Mingda leading his father Li Yuan, who was glowing with red face, into the Imperial Palace.
"Mom, mother... dad is here too. Look, grandpa and I have brought you some goodies."
As Li Mingda spoke, he raised his hand, holding an oil paper bag.
"What is that?" Li Shimin couldn't help but feel happy and cooperated with a smile.
"There are dried fish here, which are delicious, and shrimps, which are all fried by brother Cheng San, and they are delicious..."
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Li Shimin's face was a little dark, but seeing his daughter in such a good mood, he really couldn't bear to scold her.
"Did you go to Cheng Sanlang's place again?"
"Yes, Brother Cheng San said yesterday that he would make dried fish for me to eat today. Of course I can't break his promise."
These words made Li Shimin and Empress Changsun Wu laugh very helplessly. This girl was obviously greedy, but she still said it with awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Brother Cheng San not only made me a lot of delicious dried fish, but also told me stories. Come on, mother, you can try one too..."
Empress Changsun, Li Shimin, and Li Yuan were just sitting there, opening their mouths one after another like a semi-automatic coin machine.
Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang, who is hospitable and capable of doing things, took the initiative to feed her.
"Well, it tastes really good." Empress Changsun smiled and nodded.
"That boy can tell stories?" Li Shimin chewed the dried fish with disbelief written all over his face.
When did a rough guy like Lao Cheng have such skills? He could actually tell stories to a little girl.
Li Yuan on the side was also a little confused. "What story did he tell you? Why didn't I know?"
"Grandpa, you were asleep at the time, of course you didn't know."
Li Mingda smiled proudly, as if this was a little secret between her and Brother Cheng San, she was extremely proud.
"The little story told by Brother Cheng San is really interesting. Do you want to hear it?" Li Mingda stuffed a piece of dried fish into his mouth. It was crunchy and delicious...
"Haha, of course I have to listen. Grandpa can't wait."
Li Yuan shook his front in cooperation, sat upright, and glanced at Li Shimin inadvertently.
"Well, dad also wants to hear the interesting stories told by Xiao Sizi." Li Shimin chuckled and put on an expression of listening attentively.
Empress Changsun looked at these two people calmly. One was the emperor and the other was the emperor. They were truly father and son.
But they are all trying hard to express themselves in front of the quirky little Sizi, fighting openly and secretly. It is really dumbfounding, but they can't reveal it yet...
"This short story consists of three short stories. The first short story is called Playing the Piano to a Cow."
Li Mingda threw another piece of dried fish into his mouth, click click…
"Once upon a time, there was a master who could play the piano. His name was Yu Boya."
"???" Li Yuan, Li Shimin, Empress Changsun, Zhao Kun who was standing at the gate of the palace, and the eunuch Gong E all looked confused.
I always feel that something is wrong. When did Yu Boya and Niu get involved?
"That little Sizi, please wait a moment. Are you sure it's Yu Boya?"
Li Shimin had a dark look on his face. Sure enough, I knew that the rough guy from Lao Cheng's family could tell some good stories.
"Dad..." Li Mingda curled his lips somewhat unhappily.
"You are not allowed to interrupt when you are telling a story, and you are not allowed to ask questions until you finish telling the story."
Next to him, Li Yuan had a dark face and a straight beard, and said in a sinister manner.
"That's it, let Si Zi talk about it. I would like to hear what happened to Yu Boya's ability to give the cow in Cheng Laosan's story."
"...Yu Boya plays the piano very well, but those people just think it sounds good, but they can't hear what kind of music he plays."
"He was very annoyed. Later, he was no longer willing to play the piano for others to listen to."
"One day...he went to the country and saw a cow grazing."
"He thought that being idle was idle, so he played the piano to the cow. The beautiful sound of the piano made the cow have a great appetite and eat a lot of grass."
"It also produced a lot of milk, which made the farmer a small fortune."
Kacha...Zhao Kun, whose face turned red and purple, biting his lip, broke the handle of the horizontal knife at his waist.
Many palace maids and eunuchs, who had remained curious outside the palace gate, had already run wildly towards the distance.
Then he laughed unsteadily and without any integrity or image, making the guards guarding the Royal Palace look confused.
Li Shimin's face turned dark and his breathing was rapid.
Li Yuan's expression was not much better, his eyes were closed and his eyelids were twitching.
Empress Changsun grasped the hem of her clothes and bit her lips, for fear of being unable to bear it any longer.
"...This, this is a short story about playing the piano to a cow."
Li Mingda threw a small piece of dried fish into his mouth, and then continued to tell the second story happily.
"The next story is Mountains and Flowing Waters. Yu Boya played the piano to the cow for several days, feeling that the cow could not speak and praise himself."
"So, he was not happy to play the piano for the cow, so he ran into the deep mountains and old forests. He met an old woodcutter who was chopping wood."
"He played the piano to the old woodcutter, and the old woodcutter became displeased.
What's the point of playing those mountains and rivers? You might as well help me chop some firewood."
"Yu Boya didn't expect that this old woodcutter could actually hear that he was playing the sound of mountains and running water.
He immediately made the old woodcutter his confidant, and took the initiative to help him chop firewood..."
At this time, Li Yuan's face could no longer be described as dark, and his hands were clenched into fists.
If he hadn't taken care of little Sizi, he would have really wanted to rush straight to Qingyou Pavilion and beat that bastard boy up with a bastard punch.
What the hell is all this he is talking about? Elegant music, he uses it to induce lactation?
"...Zhong Ziqi passed away. Yu Boya was very sad, so he shot a crane to pay homage to his close friend.
He smashed his harp again, took his harp and firewood, and burned the crane, crying while burning it.
But as it burned, the taste became more and more fragrant, and the saliva flowed more and more.
He couldn't help but sprinkle some salt and spices, and brought a bottle of wine..."