Chapter 2301 If you're not happy, then look at Xiuyi's secret about a good son-in-law
Chapter 2301 If you are not happy, then read Xiu Yi’s secret story about a good son-in-law (please subscribe and vote)
Li Yifu took in a breath of cold air again. When the censor, who had already turned around and left in embarrassment, heard this, he was so angry that he almost jumped and fell into a dog's excrement.
Having said this, Cheng Sanlang did not forget about serious business and deliberately shouted in a loud voice.
"Congratulations, go back and tell Master Li that Cheng's calligraphy treasures should be covered with green gauze, and a lamp should be lit inside at night, and someone should be sent to guard it."
"After all, I'm worried that those censors will be jealous of Cheng's talent and come over with paint buckets in the middle of the night to destroy the body and eliminate traces."
When Li Ke heard this, he staggered and almost hit a tree trunk beside the road.
"!!!" Some of the censors finally lost their footing and fell to the ground.
It formed a huge obstacle and directly brought down several colleagues around him.
The people of Luoyang, who were idle on the roadside and watched a great show with great interest, burst into laughter.
Li Ke and Xu Jingzong both looked at Cheng Sanlang with awe, who was talking and laughing calmly.
When Cheng Chubi saw Xu Jingzong's awed look, he laughed and slapped Xu Jingzong on the shoulder.
"Why, is what Cheng said wrong? Reed tips are refreshing and refreshing, and are best suited for cold dishes.
As for the spring bamboo shoots, no matter how you eat them, they are always crisp, tender and refreshing, no matter how you eat them. If you don’t eat them when it’s not the season, how long will it take?”
Just one sentence made Xu Jingzong sweat on his forehead, and he quickly saluted Cheng Sanlang and said respectfully.
"Cheng Luoyang is indeed a master of delicious food. I admire him..."
His tone and attitude seemed very sincere and humble. Yes, he was sincere this time.
It's just that what he admires is not that Cheng Sanlang is a gourmet, but that he admires his vicious tongue, which can make people angry to death.
In the past, Xu Jingzong heard that Cheng Sanlang had killed Songtsen Gampo, the great plateau lord in his prime, and his son.
Just take it as a boast in the public opinion propaganda war, how could such a thing happen?
After all, he, Xu Jingzong, considered himself to be a very smooth-talking and insulting scholar, and his quarrel skills were excellent.
But even if he performs extraordinarily well, he can only scold his opponent until he becomes furious and wants to use violence.
But now, after seeing it with his own eyes, Xu Jingzong was really scared. Nima, the hostile momentum could make him angry to death.
What's more, I am still a subordinate of this poisonous tongue demon moth. If I don't be honest, I won't know how I will die if I look back.
At this moment, Xu Jingzong really had the urge to rush home and write a memorial to his official post.
Outside the house, Li Yifu stared blankly at Cheng Sanlang, Li Ke and Xu Jingzong walking side by side, standing out from the crowd, with high and straight figures.
He knew deeply that after today's unexpected conflict, he had a promising career.
Already in his career as a civil servant, Cheng Luoyang picked up the writing brush, turning his future into darkness.
After the news spreads, what future will he have as a civil servant? I am afraid it is other than being invited to guard the pastoral area in the difficult frontier of the Tang Dynasty.
There is no longer any place for oneself in the court, and quite a few censors are the favorite generals of the bosses of the civil service group or the backbone of the team.
Now that they see themselves and Cheng Sanlang side by side, are they willing to allow themselves to be included in the sphere of civilian influence?
Thinking of this, Li Yifu couldn't help but his eyes turned red, he raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes.
I really wish I could copy the remaining pen and ink of Cheng Sanlang right now, and conveniently write a suicide note filled with blood and tears next to it.
Then he picked up his belt and hung himself on his crooked neck tree to count balls.
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But in the end, he only dared to think about it. Li Yifu felt that if he really dared to resign, he was afraid that Cheng Sanlang would really dare to act as an official.
He was dragged to the Luoyang County Yamen to work as a scribe, or even as a servant, leaving him to work for the Cheng family with tears in his eyes.
Others may not be able to do this, but Li Yifu felt that given the bad reputation of the Cheng family, it was strange that he couldn't do it.
At this moment, Li Yifu, who was extremely sad in his heart, forced a smile on his face and was about to walk in when he was stopped by the housekeeper in a low voice.
"Sir, do you want me to buy some of the reed tips and spring bamboo shoots now?"
"!!!" Li Yifu subconsciously raised his hand and saw the housekeeper who was so frightened by his rough actions that his eyes were closed tightly.
He put down his big slap helplessly and sighed dejectedly.
"Go, go, don't let Cheng Luoyang feel that you can't feel at home in Li's house..."
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The next day, Li Shimin with a solemn expression came down from the court meeting and slowly walked into the Wencheng Hall with his hands behind his back.
Then I saw Empress Changsun in the palace, directing the eunuchs to sweep the Wencheng Palace.
Li Shimin's lips couldn't help but raise a warm arc.
"Mr. Guanyin, let them do such small things, so why do you have to worry about it?"
Empress Changsun turned around, untied the jade belt of Li Shimin's court uniform, and smiled sweetly.
"This is the place where my husband has lived for a long time. If I don't come here to supervise you, how can I feel relieved?"
With the arrival of Li Shimin, all the palace maids and eunuchs quickly retreated outside the palace, leaving the couple whispering in the palace.
Li Shimin took off his court clothes, moved his arms, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. "Sigh... this matter of establishing the capital is really a headache."
"There are so many things going on, and there are so many people secretly holding back. It really makes my husband feel like he has his fist raised but doesn't know where to land it."
"Thank you for your hard work, husband. Everything is difficult at the beginning, let alone such a big thing as moving the capital."
"Yes, my husband is just a little tired, worried, and grumbling casually..."
"If my husband is in a bad mood, how about I accompany him for a walk in the garden?"
"You've been working very hard here supervising and sweeping, um... haha, just in time, I haven't had a chance to take a look at the report Xiuyi sent over today about that boy Cheng Sanlang."
"That kid must have done something troublesome again, hehe...
Every time I look at the embroidered clothes, my husband feels that they are more amusing than the novels written by Cheng Sanlang."
"..." Empress Changsun looked at this less than authentic husband silently, and saw that he was burying his son-in-law.
At the same time, he copied the secret notes with great interest and read it with pleasure.
Soon, she saw her husband's face darken, which made Empress Changsun feel nervous.
Judging from the look on your husband's face, could it be that that boy has caused some trouble again?
But gradually, the husband's expression began to change, and he couldn't wait to look at the next picture...
"This boy, this boy is really..." Li Shimin's expression couldn't help but froze, and he exhaled subconsciously.
"Husband, what happened to my virtuous son-in-law?"