Chapter 649 Your father was fined for another three months for roaring at the court
Chapter 649 Your father was fined and forfeited his salary for three months because he roared in court (please subscribe and vote)
"Mother Mencius chose a neighboring place, but her son did not learn from it and lost the opportunity..."
In Lishan Tangquan Palace, at night, the lanterns were already lit, and the soldiers of the East Palace were lined up in neat ranks.
While striding forward, he read the "Three Character Classic" loudly.
At this moment, Li Yuan, who was soaking in the Shanghuang Soup, was humming a tune, but he was so disturbed by the shouting of the "Three Character Classic" that he forgot to tune it.
Li Yuan couldn't help but turned his head with a dark look on his face and looked at Cheng Chubi who was taking a dip in the pool with him next to him.
In the end, it turned into a helpless sigh. "Say, Cheng Sanlang, this entire Tangquan Palace has made you so noisy."
Cheng Chubi raised his hand to wipe the hot sweat from his face, and mumbled a few perfunctory words.
"Your Majesty, calm down. Who is that over there? Cheng Da, go and warn them. If you want to shout, go somewhere else. Don't disturb the Emperor's pleasure."
Cheng Da agreed loudly and hurried out, while the prince Li Chengqian who was soaking at the other end was looking at his leg.
The scars from the surgery are still there, but now, no matter how he moves his feet, he can no longer feel the restricted pain in the past.
"Brother Chu Bi, when will my legs be able to go to the ground?"
"Your Highness, your task now is to move your injured leg as much as possible, but don't rush to the ground."
Cheng Chubi yawned, and his breath instantly turned white in the cold air.
Now, winter has arrived, and there is only less than a month left before New Year's Day.
When Cheng Chubi first performed surgery on Li Chengqian, he had already allowed enough recovery time.
Li Chengqian's injured leg would be more stable if it fell off the ground a day later, according to Cheng Chubi's previous prediction.
It is best to land ten days before New Year's Day. Ten days will be enough for Li Chengqian to practice walking as usual.
Seeing his good grandson Li Chengqian moving his scarred leg there, Li Yuan felt both distressed and happy.
At the beginning, it took Li Chengqian almost a month and two months to complete the operation.
That was the most painful time. Li Chengqian's foot could only be fixed so that he did not dare to move in order to worry about the fracture site being dislocated.
At that time, Li Yuan was really worried, not only about Cheng Sanlang's medical skills, but also about Li Chengqian's injury.
Until that time, as Li Chengqian began to gradually move his injured foot and felt no pain, Li Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Chengqian's mood also got better and better as his injuries gradually healed.
As for the injured leg, although according to Cheng Chubi's opinion, for the sake of safety first, it was not allowed to fall to the ground without exerting any force.
Li Chengqian can no longer feel anything strange. The reason why he was lame in the past was because of limited movement, which forced his feet to maintain an awkward posture.
Now I am soaking in the hot spring, and I see that my injured leg can move forward, backward, left, and right just like my normal leg.
Li Chengqian was already impatiently looking forward to the arrival of New Year's Day.
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Just as these three people were happily enjoying the comfort of soaking in hot springs in the cold winter, a horse came from the west and galloped into Lishan Tangquan Palace.
"Your Highness, the messenger sent by His Highness King Wu has sent an urgent message."
With one sentence, the three people who seemed very lazy just now suddenly became energetic.
After a short while, the three people, who had put on their bathrobes, came to the room where the copper stove was faintly red, and sat peacefully in the warm spring-like room.
Li Chengqian looked at the contents of the letter carefully, glanced briefly at it, and looked at Cheng Chubi with a strange expression on his face.
Cheng Chubi, who was drinking wine and eating dried fish with the emperor, looked puzzled. "Why, could it be that His Highness King Wu wants to see me for something else?"
Li Chengqian met Cheng Chubi's suspicious gaze, wanting to laugh but feeling embarrassed.
"That's not true. It's just that your father Lu Guogong was fined three months' salary for yelling at the court and speaking vulgarly..."
Before he finished speaking, Cheng Chubi's face turned dark instantly. Suddenly, he felt that the dried fish in front of him no longer tasted good...
"Pfft... I said Cheng Sanlang, he is really a father. Cheng Qian, tell me what's going on. Why did Cheng Yaojin get into a fight with someone in the court again?"
Li Yuan next to him barely held back his laughter and asked his good grandson Li Chengqian.
"The fourth brother just said that because of the "Three Character Classic", the two ministers Kong Yingda and Sun Fujia spoke fiercely and angered General Cheng, so the conflict broke out."
"Three Character Classic"? Cheng Chubi also looked at Li Chengqian in confusion.
Li Chengqian recounted the conflicts at today's court meeting described in the letter, and then smiled at Cheng Chubi. "Congratulations, brother Chubi."
After hearing the content of the letter, Cheng Chubi found it hard to believe that in the blink of an eye, he had gone from being the Prime Minister of Taichang Temple to the Minister of Taichang Temple.
Moreover, Li Shimin also rewarded himself with two thousand catties of gold, two thousand pieces of silk and satin, and one thousand acres of fertile land...
Cheng Chubi took the letter from Li Chengqian. After reading it, he still couldn't believe that the emperor would be so generous.
However, since Li Ke can know it, then this matter cannot be false.
Li Yuan took a sip of wine and exhaled happily.
"This time, in your old Cheng family, your father lost three months' salary, but in exchange for thousands of pounds of wealth and land.
You have also become the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, the head of the Nine Temples, so you are making a lot of money."
"Is Taichang Temple, the first of the nine temples, higher than the other temples?" Cheng Chubi asked with a confused look on his face.
Li Yuan looked at Cheng Sanlang with a dark expression, and after a long while he shook his head helplessly.
"You kid, you don't even know this?"
"Taichang, since ancient times, has been the official in charge of the ancestral temple rituals and the emperor's sacrifice. He is the Zhizong of Tang Yu, the uncle of Zhou Dynasty, and the Fengchang of Qin Dynasty. His status is very respected. Even today in the Han Dynasty, he is still ranked among the highest ranking officials.
The head of the Nine Qings."
"If it is a sacrifice below the level of the middle priest, Taichang Qing can offer the sacrifice on behalf of the emperor..."
After listening to the words of the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Cheng Chubi realized that Hua Taichang was the great priest in primitive society in the past.
Even in today's Tang Dynasty, sacrifice is still a very important part. No wonder it is the first of the nine temples.
After Li Yuan, who was chatting enthusiastically, showed off his profound knowledge, he shook the bottomed wine bottle and began to smile towards Cheng Chubi.
"Cheng Sanlang, shouldn't you make something delicious to celebrate tomorrow?"
Having gained thousands of guan of money out of thin air, Cheng Chubi suddenly felt that his waist was stiffened and he couldn't help but feel proud.
"Since it is the Emperor who has the destiny, then there is no problem. I wonder what the Emperor and His Highness would like to eat?"
"It's freezing today, how about boiling the mutton tomorrow?" Li Yuan suggested, stroking his long beard.
"Everything is left to Grandpa Huang's arrangement. The mutton-boiled meat is still very good."
"Isn't it enough to just eat the boiled lamb? Tomorrow, let's have a roasted whole lamb, um, the kind roasted in a sultry oven."
"Stove?"
"It's a roasting method spread by those countries in the Western Regions. You will understand it when you taste it tomorrow."