Gai Jiayun looked stunned and did not react for a moment. After a moment, he bowed and crossed his hands and said: "It's all up to your Majesty."
Fumeng Lingcha was also surprised. When Gao Lishi walked away, the two looked at each other in shock. They did not expect that the saint would have objections to the merits and rewards of a mere Captain Zhaowu.
His suggestion in the memorial memorial was that Li Siye should promote General Huaihua to the fifth rank and then to the military post. No one would have any objection to such a promotion. After a great achievement, he would be promoted to the first rank. There is nothing wrong with that. But
The sage asked Li Siye to be promoted to the fourth rank of Zhonglang General. This was equivalent to being promoted to two levels in a row and jumping eight small steps. This made them confused.
Could it be that the saint read the memorial about Li Siye's meritorious service and thought that his position was not worthy of the merit? That is not right. There is nothing wrong with promoting him as Huaihua Lang General. The emperor should not feel that he has been wronged, but he was promoted twice in a row.
Being a Zhonglang general is too much.
Gai Jiayun thought for a long time before he raised his head and said quietly: "There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Anxi army. There is someone who can go up to heaven to listen to me if he is a captain in Zhaowu."
He turned back and glanced at Fumeng Lingcha: "Did you know this a long time ago?"
Gai Jiayun stepped out of Chenxiang Pavilion, and Fu Meng Lingcha quickly caught up and defended: "How do I know about this? I am just in the dark like you."
Gai Zhongcheng listened attentively, spread his hands and laughed out loud: "Whatever, I will no longer interfere with Anxi's affairs. From now on, Tian Renwan and you will be in charge of all the generals in Anxi. You can make your own decisions."
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The eunuch of Xingqing Palace guided them from the front. The two of them walked quickly along the bluestone road. The green trees inside the palace walls formed green waves under the blowing of the east wind in spring. Listening to the two people's ears, they formed different moods. One was satisfied.
Zhijiao, thinking that the warm east wind will send me straight up to the blue clouds. The other is worried about gains and losses. The sound of the pines and waves is like a drum, which seems to encourage him to move forward, but fails to point out the direction.
Fumeng Lingcha thought carefully in his mind, how should he use a young border general who attracted the emperor's special attention to obtain the best resources. Naturally, he would take Li Siye with him in every battle in the future.
You can't fall in love with him. This is called mutual benefit. Those who become adults will achieve great success, and those who employ others will make great use of them.
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Li Siye sat on the threshold of the hall, holding Li Wei Gong's Art of War in his hand. He turned around and looked at Li Meier, who was sitting upright in front of the desk. She sat with her shoulders straight, holding a pen in her hand and writing slowly on the paper, becoming serious.
She has the charm of a wise girl, and her experience points in developing talented girls are slowly increasing.
He lowered his head to read. Li Mei'er glanced at his brother secretly, quietly put down the pen, and rubbed his sore wrist.
"Ahem!"
A loud coughing sound frightened Li Mei'er to quickly pick up her pen again and glance at her brother rather resentfully.
Li Siye looked down at the scroll and said, "Do you think you can be lazy just because I don't look at you? Don't you know how good my ears are."
Li Meier rolled her eyes, frowned slightly, and suddenly covered her stomach: "Ouch, my, my stomach hurts."
Li Siye hurriedly threw down the book: "What's going on?"
Her eyebrows and nose were wrinkled together, and she looked like she was in severe pain: "I don't know, it's just a stomachache."
"Quick! Find Aunt Wu quickly."
Li Mei'er immediately put down her pen and ran into Aunt Wu's wing, jumping up and down, and didn't come out again for the whole morning.
People in the Tang Dynasty did not have the habit of eating lunch. They usually had one meal in the morning and one in the evening. However, the Li family had three meals a day. This was the main reason. Even if you didn’t want to start the stove, you could still go to the soup cake shop to buy it. Li Meier was just the
When she grows up, she must at least ensure that she has meat every day. As for whether she will turn into a fat pig, well, anyway, being fat is considered beautiful nowadays, and there is no such thing as losing weight.
After lunch, the brother and sister sat side by side on the verandah under the eaves. The two buns on Li Meier's head rubbed against his chin, feeling soft and itchy. She suddenly raised her head and asked: "Brother, what are you talking about?"
Have you considered it?"
"What's the matter?" Li Siye answered vaguely.
"Of course it's that thing. An unmarried woman suddenly comes to visit. How can you remain indifferent? It's not that you have to marry. At least you have to visit and go back, lest people say that our Li family has no etiquette."
"Scared, are you lecturing my brother again?"
"Isn't this a lesson? Now that the Qingming Festival is approaching, we can't go back to our hometown to pay homage to our grandpa and grandma. What news are you going to bring to their graves? Do you mean to say that we have been alone since we were twenty-four years old?"
Li Siye rubbed Li Mei'er's head and said vaguely: "This woman has traveled around a lot, and I'm afraid she is no longer in Chang'an now."
Li Meier stood up and retorted: "Yes, why not? Her master believes in Taoism and has now given up the sword to follow Taoism and became the master of Taizhen Temple in Chang'an."
"Taizhen Temple?" Li Siye asked Li Meier: "Why did you go to Taizhen Temple? Do you know who her master is?"
"Of course I know. His master is Gongsun Gongsun, the best swordsman in the world."
"If that's the case, why did you become the master of Tai Zhen Guan?"
Li Meier raised her mouth impatiently: "If you want to know, you can ask her yourself. Li Twelve Niang is temporarily staying in Taizhen Temple. She came to our house and told me her address on purpose. She wanted you to find her.
.Brother, don’t you dare to go? If a woman dares to come to my door, why do you, a man, have to be so coy?"
"Let go!... Anger, when did I lose my temper?"
Li Siye stood up with his hands on the threshold. It wasn't that he didn't dare to come, he was just afraid of getting married. However, he should explain this matter to Li Twelve Niang in person, so as not to delay her youth.
"Okay, then I will find a day to go to Taizhen to observe."
"It's not a big wedding, so why do we need to find a good and auspicious day? I don't think it should be a coincidence."
Li Siye chuckled in his heart. It turns out that I am still a procrastinator. In this case, I will solve this matter in advance. I just want to buy gifts when I come to visit. It is mainly a meeting gift for Master Li Twelve Niang. The Taoist temple has a clear mind and gives money.
Silver is definitely not suitable. Give him fabrics for clothes? He is a man who knows a lot about fabrics. He has too many skills in color and fabrics, so he should give jade as a gift.
"You review poetry at home, and I will go to Dongshi for my brother's sake and visit Taizhen Temple tomorrow morning."
Li Siye asked Yan Xiaosi to go out and leave Xinchangfang. However, he did not go to the East Market, but went directly to the West Market.
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The streets of the West Market are crowded with people. Business travelers of all colors from various regions are walking on both sides of the street with horses and camels. There are endless shouts and noises. Food, wine and meat have formed a commercial gathering area, including Hu Bingqu,
Liquor Alley, etc.
There used to be a Li Ji scallion pancake shop on the Hu Cake Street, but now it has been turned into a Biluo shop opened by Hu people. Opposite the Biluo shop is a bakery, but it not only sells Hu pancakes, but also sells fragrant and crispy chopped scallion pancakes.
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The owner, Micha Gan, a Sogdian, was half lying on the bed, squinting and holding bamboo sticks in his hands to drive away flies. The evenly cut cakes were placed in the basket, part of which was covered with fine linen cloth, and part of which was exposed to attract customers.
, the golden cake surface exudes the fragrance of suet, which can indeed attract many customers.
"How do you sell this cake?"
Micha Gan was too sleepy at noon to bother to open his eyes, raised his mustache and squinted as he said: "Seven coins a piece."
"I said your cakes are too expensive. When Li Ji's green onion cake shop opened, they only sold for five yuan. If you are driving up prices, be careful and I will sue you to the Office of Justice."
Someone is actually looking for trouble!
Michagan turned over and jumped up from the bed. Just as he was about to argue with the other party, his eyes suddenly lit up and he saw a burly general standing in front of him. He suddenly grinned with joy and said, "President!"
"Sha Li'er, come and see! Who is coming!"
The young man Shali ran out of the store with an apron wrapped around his waist and his hands stained with flour. He was also very excited and wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves: "President, you are back. I heard that you have become a high official in Qixi!"