Chapter 1924 This thing is too intoxicating, do you think my father can watch it?
After Li Ke proudly expressed his merit, he saw what Cheng Sanlang was carrying and asked curiously.
"By the way, Brother Chubi, are you going to deliver something to Mingda?"
Looking at this good friend who liked to take credit the most, Cheng Sanlang rolled his eyes and suddenly had a bold idea.
He quickly put away the things he was carrying, and then said perfunctorily to Li Ke.
"My dear brother, since you are so tired, go back and have a good rest. I just went to find your father about a small matter."
Li Ke is definitely a person with clear ears and eyes, even though he is obviously overworked and looks haggard due to a whole night of leisure and entertainment activities.
But his mind was still very clear, and he could naturally hear Brother Chu Bi's obviously perfunctory tone.
"Brother Chu Bi, what kind of gadget is it? Come here and let me take a look." Without saying anything, Li Ke took advantage of Brother Chu Bi's carelessness and snatched it away.
Cheng Chubi pointed at Li Ke, who was about to unwrap the package with a playful smile, and sighed helplessly.
"Okay, don't mess around. The thing here is a good treasure. But this is not the place to talk. You... just come with me to see your father."
After hearing Brother Chu Bi's words, Li Ke's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked around warily, but he held the package firmly in his hand.
"Okay, then, little brother, I will go into the palace with you. Oh brother Chu Bi, don't argue with me. You have already carried it all the way. Little brother, I will carry it for you."
Seeing that Li Ke, a wise brother, was so respectful to his elders, Cheng Sanlang smiled sadly and shook his head.
"Okay, hurry up and follow. Let's go see your father so that we can present this good treasure that will allow me, the Tang Dynasty, to gain the initiative on the plateau."
After hearing this, Li Ke couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he took two quick steps to stand shoulder to shoulder with Brother Chu Bi.
"Brother Chu Bi, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that the Tibetan tycoon Shang Nima really has a great background?"
"Haha, that's natural. You don't know that that guy is from the Xiangxiong royal family, one of the two heroes on the plateau..."
Cheng Chubi excitedly explained the identity of Nima, the wealthy merchant from the plateau, while he and Wu King Li Ke walked towards the depths of the palace.
But when they arrived at the side hall of Wencheng Hall, Uncle Li was still at the court meeting.
The two brothers jumped into the side hall to wait. The two brothers were bored and drank tea and were idle.
Li Ke decided to open the package and wanted to take a look at the blood letter written by Lord Xiangxiong in advance.
"I said, dear brother, how could you do this? It's like a mouse that can't let go of food overnight. It won't be too late to open it after your father comes back."
Cheng Chubi sat in front of the warm Zhenguan stove, stretching out his feet in front of the Zhenguan stove, which made his whole body feel comfortable and lazy.
"Haha... If my father comes, do you think I will still have a chance to see it first?"
Li Ke would not listen to Cheng Sanlang. After all, this guy listened too much and could easily become poisonous. He himself was often tricked by Brother Chu Bi.
So, sometimes you have to do the opposite, otherwise... well...
Li Ke couldn't help but shrugged his nose, made a curious noise, and turned his head subconsciously.
"Brother Chu Bi, have you brought salted duck eggs to eat?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes angrily and continued to roast the socks happily.
Over there, Li Ke, who had already unwrapped the package, couldn't help but take a deep breath. In an instant, his face turned dark.
Then, he gingerly opened the lid of the wooden box and saw inside, a piece of cloth that looked like it was soaked in sweat and curled into a ball...
"Brother Chu Bi, is this a blood letter?"
"Then what do you think it is? Could it be a foot binding?" Cheng Chubi replied angrily.
"This thing, why is this thing so smelly? Brother Chu Bi, couldn't this be the one used to deceive you?"
"Ha, how is that possible? I have personally... witnessed the contents of this thing with my own eyes."
Li Ke's face had completely darkened. He held his nose with one hand and picked up a writing brush from the side with the other hand.
He was spreading the cloth there, enduring the discomfort and trying hard to decipher the rough writing on it.
"Brother Chu Bi, this stuff is so exciting, do you think my father can stand it?"
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Li Shimin finally finished his busy duties and walked towards the side hall of Wencheng Hall with a relaxed look.
Next to him was Fang Xuanling, the famous prime minister of the Tang Dynasty. At this moment, Fang Xuanling was also whispering to Li Shimin.
"I understand your Majesty's intention. After I leave the palace, I will only invite Nalu Dongzan and become friends with him."
"Okay, okay, I have you as my shoulder, so I really have less worries..."
Li Shimin stroked his long beard, walked forward slowly, and said in a low voice, "I am the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. If I see officials from other countries too often, it will easily cause trouble."
"However, among all the ministers and ministers, the one I trust the most is you. It is best for you to come forward."
While the monarch and his ministers were talking, they came to the side hall. Fang Xuanling was about to leave, but was persuaded by Li Shimin to stay. He went into the hall to drink a cup of hot tea to warm himself up before leaving.
Fang Xuanling was not polite, and the two of them climbed up the steps. The guard guarding the door of the side hall originally wanted to report to His Majesty that Cheng Sanlang and His Highness King Wu were waiting inside the hall.
I just saw that His Majesty was talking in a low voice to the Prime Minister, so I didn't bother to disturb him.
Then, Li Shimin raised his hand to open the door curtain, and raised his eyes as if aware.
"..." Both Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling saw it; they saw Cheng Sanlang lying lazily in front of the Zhenguan stove, seemingly dozing there.
In front of the case next to the table, his own son Li Kezheng was holding his nose with one hand and holding his favorite purple-hair pen with the other hand, picking up a piece of rag that looked a little questionable in color.
"What are you two doing here?!" Li Shimin's face darkened instantly, and he shouted with a straight face.
Cheng Chubi was so frightened that he jumped up. "My nephew has seen my uncle, but he didn't do anything."
Li Ke moved the purple hair pen in his hand to the side in a panic, and quickly stood up and saluted his father with a black line on his face.
"Father...Father, my child, my child is reading a blood book, the blood book of Li Mixia, the leader of Xiangxiong Kingdom..."
"Whose blood letter are you talking about?" Fang Xuanling, the famous prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, opened his eyes wide in disbelief and asked.
Before Cheng Chubi could speak, Li Ke, who was here specifically to take credit today, quickly interrupted.
"Prime Minister, that is a blood letter written by Li Mixia, the leader of the Xiangxiong Kingdom, who is also known as the Plateau Heroes with Tubo.
He was captured by the Tubo people and imprisoned by Lake Manasarovar. He bit off his fingers and wrote a letter in blood asking for help from the Tang Dynasty.
After searching for loyal dead men and going through all kinds of hardships, it was finally delivered to the hands of Nyima, a wealthy businessman with blood from the Xiangxiong royal family."