The First Family of Tang Dynasty

I knew it, I knew they didn't know what Ansheng was.

"..." Li Jing and Li Daozong saw that your Majesty's nose and eyes were about to spray out sparks, and they were really powerless to complain.

"Your Majesty, isn't Cheng Saburo in Yaozhou? Why..."

"Look at it for yourself." Li Shimin looked unwillingly and threw the memorial jointly played by Cheng Chubi and Ning Cishi on the border of the sand table.

He also held the memorial written to him by his son Li Ke, which is naturally not suitable for his courtiers.

But because of this, it made him feel angry and wanted to kick something.

Of course, what he most wants to kick is the two **** like Li Ke, the son of Yingguo Lei, and Cheng Sablang, the king of the demon moth.

I just praised them just now, but in a blink of an eye, I found the old man upset again.

Although this memorial from Yaozhou is in the handwriting of Ning Cishi, Li Shimin can see that the words and sentences are similar to those in the vernacular.

Obviously it was from that little **** Cheng Saburo, who in all likelihood was this guy who encouraged Ning Cishi to write this memorial.

Ning Cishi was very helpless, so he could only write what he said. Otherwise, with Ning Qing's literary talent, how could he write such a simple and straightforward memorial.

"Nameng Shezhao advocated that the daughter of Le Jinqiu, Zhang, is a side concubine..." Li Daozong took a breath with toothache when he saw this.

I really don't know what to say, although I just want to have a side concubine.

But when you are a junior like Cheng Saburo? Your kid actually urged Ning Cishi to join you in a joint name, and he was also drunk.

Of course, the reason seems to be very reasonable. It seems that as long as Li Ke marries the daughter of Yaozhou's representative Zhaowang, it is very helpful for Yaozhou Zhao people to return to the court.

However, the Jianchuan portal has already been retaken, is it possible that those edicts dared to double-heartedly?

Of course, vomiting is returning to vomiting, seeing that your Majesty holds the memorial of Wu Wang Li Ke's hand.

I'm afraid that it's nine out of ten. The real messenger is the one, and Cheng Saburo can be regarded as an accomplice at best.

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In the Lizheng Hall, a slim young girl with bright eyes and white teeth tilted her head and looked at the grandson empress who had just stepped into the hall.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was still crisp and sweet, and the voice filled with bright and bright breath rang in the hall.

"Mother, what's wrong with you, you don't seem to be happy?"

Empress Changsun saw the gaze cast by her beloved daughter Li Mingda, and couldn't help but caress the corner of her eyebrows with some worry.

"Your third brother sent a letter to my mother, hoping that my mother can help him, alas..."

Hearing the third brother, Li Mingda's eyes lit up, put down the pen in his hand, and asked his mother with a sweet smile.

"Third brother, did your third brother write to your mother from Luzhou? Did you give it to me?"

Hearing this, Empress Changsun almost uttered aloud, what is this girl's mind, how can she not understand this girl?

The queen eldest-grandson sat on the couch slowly, and then she looked at her beloved daughter eagerly, unhurriedly.

"It seems that Cheng Sanlang should be in Yaozhou this time..."

"Oh oh... oh no, what my daughter wants to ask is the third brother did not write to my sister? I still remember him..."

Empress Changsun smiled and looked at the incoherent daughter, but did not speak.

With little effort, this already slim young girl plunged into the arms of her mother.

The little head can drill into the mother's arms.

Empress Changsun pulled her up angrily and funny. "Sit down for my mother, and my mother didn't say anything, why are you embarrassed."

Li Mingda snorted slightly, lying on her mother's side, holding her fingers at her blue silk boredly.

"Mother you know to bully me."

"Haha...well, don't you want to know about your third brother?

Your third brother, in Jiannan Dao, has a passion for a woman, or it should be said that the two are in agreement. "

"But he was worried that his father would come to agree, so I wrote a letter specifically to inform my mother, hoping that my mother would make peace for him and let your father agree to this matter. Alas..."

"He also urged Cheng Saburo to help, and let Cheng Saburo join the play with that of Yao Zhou's Ning Shishi, hoping to make this happen."

"Mother, this is the first time I have seen your third brother in so many years, and has been so attentive to a woman."

Li Mingda turned his eyes brightly and said with a sweet smile to his mother.

"Mother, promise your third brother, it's rare for your third brother to meet your favorite girl."

Empress Changsun glanced at her lover, think about it, forget it, don't tell her daughter Li Ke's son.

Starting to think about how to help Ke'er, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com Although the reasons in Ke'er's letter are somewhat far-fetched, it is true that, as the eldest grandson Queen said, it is rare for him to meet a favorite woman.

In addition, the eldest queen also told Li Kexin everything that was suitable for her daughter.

Li Mingda heard that the third brother Cheng was showing great power in Jiannan Road, leading a group of mobs to trek through the mountains and rivers, and attacked Jianchuan City by surprise.

He regained the gate of Yaozhou, which had been lost in the Tang Dynasty for many years, and held fast to the city, repelling the crazy counterattack of the Tubo people from the north and the south, and he was full of energy.

A pair of pink fists were squeezed tightly, wishing to see the heroic appearance of Cheng San's brother on the battlefield with his own eyes.

Brother Cheng San has always been the best, and he has known it since he was very young.

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After leaving the Lizheng Hall, Li Mingda happily returned to his own room. After a long time of concentration, he began to wave a few splashes of ink, and a line of beautiful and beautiful handwriting appeared on the white tribute paper.

After writing a few pages of letter paper, Li Mingda rubbed his sore wrist and turned his head to look aside.

The silly panda sent by Brother Cheng San sat on the side, motionless, maintaining that simple and honest expression.

Li Mingda couldn't help but stretched out his fingers, lightly nodded the panda's black nose, and smiled.

Then I put the letter into the envelope, sealed the envelope with wax, and hid it next to my body before I left the house.

The two maids who had been waiting outside the house hurriedly followed, but as usual they did not dare to get too close.

Li Mingda swayed back to the vicinity of the Lizheng Hall and came to the residences of the ladies of the Lizheng Hall.

He rushed to one of the rooms, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Not long after, the door was opened, revealing a charming and charming face, it was Wu Meiniang.

"Slaves see His Royal Highness..."