The First Family of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 1877 It is worthy of being the minister of the shoulders and thighs that His Majesty takes a fancy to, really
Chapter 1877 It is worthy of being the minister of the shoulders and thighs that His Majesty takes a fancy to, really
"I have a deep understanding of Zhan Shi..." When Li Daozong heard this, an unconcealable joy flashed in his eyes.
Although he also thought so, he was a little unsure in his heart. After all, caring leads to chaos, and he was afraid that his subjective attitude would affect his judgment.
Ma Zhou twitched his long beard very tactfully, and his eyes were narrowed with gleaming light.
"Your Highness, I am convinced that there is a high probability that it was the talented man from the Xiangxiong Kingdom mentioned in these articles who was just conquered by Tubo."
Li Daozong silently twirled his long beard, imagining that Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke, two demon moths, had turned into plateau red and dressed up as citizens of the Xiangxiong Kingdom.
When he opens his mouth or shuts up, he speaks in Tubo dialect with an unmistakable accent...
Well, my facial muscles trembled for a moment, and I almost couldn't control my emotions.
At this time, the person Li Chengqian sent to the editorial office of "Chang'an Xunbao" to inquire about the news also came back with the news.
"These people all submitted letters to the submission box without leaving their real names. Moreover, they probably all put in the submission box when the editorial department was not working.
The editorial department of "Chang'an Xunbao" handed over the original copies of these submission letters to the slaves..."
Li Chengqian waved to Ning Zhong, and soon, the letters submitting those articles were placed on the imperial desk.
Li Chengqian's eyes fell on the letter written by a child who was just learning calligraphy, and he was speechless for a long time.
The handwriting has no characteristics at all, oh no...it does have characteristics, and that is one word for Te Niang: ugly.
Yu Zhining also looked at these fonts with disgust on his face. It was really too eye-catching. Fortunately, the editor of "Chang'an Xunbao" could read it.
If you were an editor yourself, haha, if you only saw calligraphy like this, you would immediately throw it into the wastebasket without even bothering to read the content.
"If it was written by someone from the Tang Dynasty, how could it be possible to write such ugly calligraphy, and there are actually traces of alteration."
"It seems that what you expected, Mr. Ma, is not bad. I am afraid that the talents of Xiangxiong Kingdom are unwilling to form a son-in-law country with Tubo and Tang Dynasty, and use the opportunity to unify the plateau."
"That's why we sent people to Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, and there was no other channel to express our opinions, so we used this "Chang'an Xun Bao" to spread the word..."
Soon, officials from Honglu Temple came to report that there were always people harassing the posthouse where the Tibetan envoys lived.
Lu Dongzan, the envoy of the Tubo envoy, requested to leave Chang'an today and go to Luoyang. Lu Shaoqing of Honglu Temple did not dare to make the decision, so he could only go to the East Palace to see the prince.
After hearing the impatient request of the Tibetan envoys, everyone in the side hall of Lizheng Hall had an idea in their minds.
That is, Nalu Dongzan had realized that Tubo's intentions had been exposed, and was even worried that if he stayed in Chang'an for a long time, the marriage would change, so he couldn't wait to rush to Luoyang, the eastern capital.
In short, I believe more and more in the well-founded analysis articles in the "Chang'an Xunbao" by the big guys.
At this moment, I have already stamped a seal in my heart on the Tubo envoy Lu Dongzan: he has bad intentions.
"Servant Ma, and Uncle Wang, what do you think?" Li Chengqian, as the Prince of the Supervisory State, glanced at the two auxiliary ministers and asked.
Ma Zhou looked towards Li Daozong beside him. Li Daozong looked back and raised his hand to signal Ma Zhou.
Ma Zhou was not polite. He bowed to the Crown Prince and then spoke sternly.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your Majesty's decree to allow the Tibetan envoys to visit Luoyang, the eastern capital, has been conveyed.
Therefore, whenever the Tibetan envoys wanted to go to Luoyang, the eastern capital, we would not be able to stop them.
However, I feel that the situation in Chang'an should be reported to Your Majesty in detail so that His Majesty can make a decision."
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After Li Daozhong and Ma Zhou bid farewell to His Highness the Crown Prince, they headed towards the East Palace. Compared to Ma Zhou who was strolling slowly and leisurely, Li Daozong wished he could spread his wings and fly back to the palace.
But he had no choice but to be dragged along by the talkative Ma Zhou, who was very helpless.
Li Daozong looked at Ma Zhou, who was spitting with some resentment, and then moved his gaze downwards, landing on Ma Zhou's slightly loose front.
He let out a little suspicion and asked curiously.
"I'm talking about Mr. Ma, why do you feel like your population has suddenly decreased a lot?"
Look, this is the art of speaking. If Cheng Sanlang were here, he might just poke it with his finger and ask Ma Zhou directly: "Your beer belly seems to have gotten smaller."
But as a well-educated and well-known clan general, Li Daozong's statement was easily accepted by gentlemen.
After hearing this, Ma Zhou also glanced at his belly subconsciously, with a slightly shy smile on his face.
"Can you tell? It seems that Ma's approach of keeping his mouth shut and moving his legs during this period is quite effective."
“Not only do I feel a lot lighter, but I can also fall asleep directly during the night.”
"And the previous symptoms seem to have been alleviated."
"It's a symptom of diabetes, right?" Li Daozong couldn't help but name the disease.
Hearing this very unorthodox name of the disease, Ma Zhou said unhappily, "That boy is really good at treating patients."
"But my disease has nothing to do with whether my urine is sweet or not. Ma went to see a doctor for diagnosis and treatment. He said that my disease should be called diabetes mellitus."
After Ma Zhou finished speaking, he noticed that Li Daozong beside him stopped, his expression became very exaggerated, and his eyes bulged.
"What, did Ma say something wrong?" Ma Zhou asked in confusion.
Li Daozong shook his head quickly for the first time. "No, no, um...it turns out that this disease is called diabetes mellitus, and this is the first time Li has heard of it."
"..." Ma Zhou looked suspiciously at the famous general of the Tang Dynasty who was striding forward. He always felt that there was something wrong with the way this guy looked at him.
Well, it always makes people feel that it is a bit unserious, but the problem is that I explain my condition very seriously, and I don't make any inappropriate jokes.
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Arriving outside the East Palace, Li Daozong said goodbye to Ma Zhou, stepped onto his mount, and saw the Ma Shilang who already knew whether his urine was sweet or not.
I can't help but feel admiration in my heart. I am indeed a minister who is favored by His Majesty. He is really capable of what others cannot.
In order to eliminate the false and preserve the true, I not only went to find other doctors, but also found out what that stuff tasted like, vomit...
Li Daozong shook his head against the cold north wind. It seemed that as soon as today's "Chang'an Xun Bao" came out, he originally felt that there was no hope of turning around the marriage.
But now, Li Daozong has seen hope, but that boy Cheng Sanlang, you can write articles as fast as you can.
Why do you have to come up with those confusing pen names, just for fun?