The First Family of Tang Dynasty

After all, Datang has always regarded itself as a kingdom of heaven and a state of etiquette, and is proud of it.

Even if it is to fight Goguryeo, it is necessary to put oneself in the perspective of a justice messenger, first to tell the world, and to enumerate the crimes of Goguryeo.

Goguryeo was required to take the initiative to plead guilty and obey the law, but Goguryeo did not comply, and all kinds of show operations continued.

In order to protect the face of the Tang Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty carefully studied and discussed repeatedly, and used force to teach the opponent a lesson when it was not possible.

It can be said that the wars launched by Datang were not initiated by Datang, but were forced to launch counterattacks.

It's just that those small countries with big buttocks couldn't stand Datang's finger so lightly, and accidentally destroyed the country, so it can't be blamed on Datang.

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After all, it is like a giant who has been harassed by annoying mosquitoes a lot. If you pinch it with your finger, you will die if you die. What can you do?

The emperor of the Tang Dynasty conquered Goguryeo himself, and the battle against Goguryeo was definitely attracting the attention of the world. After all, the famous historical events such as the three conquests of Goguryeo in the former Sui Dynasty were in front of them, so Li Shimin was naturally unwilling to follow suit.

The lord of Goguryeo is so uh fart, Yuan Gai Suwen is the big moli branch of Goguryeo, he needs to preside over the situation before the new king is established.

Therefore, they can only wait for a new king to ascend the throne, and then ask Datang to surrender. The procedure is quite perfect.

As the ruler of the heavenly kingdom, His Majesty Li Shimin, the emperor of the state of etiquette, really couldn't refuse in person.

In the end, the envoy was sent to another place to rest for a while, and Li Shimin returned to the hall, looking at each other with a group of civil and military officials.

A group of ministers of civil and military affairs, and the gang of military ministers are all rolling their eyes, as if they love someone.

As the famous generals of the Tang Dynasty who kill people like hemp, you can let them chop people, whether it's chopping meat or chopping inch-gold cartilage, they can definitely achieve it perfectly for you.

But let them play their brains on procedural justice or political correctness, that can only be seen by the ability of those civil officials who have been digging in the pile of old papers all day long.

But the problem is that nowadays, those civil servants are very big-headed. After all, everyone is very clear about this matter. Directly encouraging those rough guys to push them over is the easiest and most enjoyable way to solve the problem.

At this time, a civil servant with a very flexible mind couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have let the Goguryeo envoy come to face you."

"What can I do now, if I ignore it and continue to fight, I always feel a little..."

"Goguryeo is going to surrender, but the problem is that their king has passed away, so they can only wait until they establish a new king.

After such a delay, under the harsh winter, even if Goguryeo repeated my Tang Dynasty, there would be nothing to do. "

"Oh, a dilemma, a dilemma..."

Li Shimin stroked his long beard, and his ears were filled with the low-pitched discussions of those courtiers, which gave him a headache.

But there was no good plan, and after a long time of talking, the emperor of Tang Dynasty decided to ask these civil and military ministers to give him some good ideas.

"My dear family, what should I do next, and what good strategy do you have..."

As soon as His Majesty opened his mouth, the people who had been talking a lot shut their mouths tactfully.

If you have an idea, stand up and speak out. If you don't have an idea, don't force it at this time, otherwise you will come up with a bad idea and be easily despised.

Li Shimin waited for a few breaths, seeing that no one stood up, but he was really unhappy.

"Ma Qing's family, in your opinion, what should we do?"

"..." Facing His Majesty's question, Ma Zhou was about to speak with a trace of bitterness on his face.

A piercing shout was heard from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, urgent report from Liaodong Prefecture, urgent report from Liaodong Prefecture six hundred miles..."

"???" All the monarchs and ministers turned their heads in the direction of the hall door in unison.

At this moment, a general and a soldier were seen coming not far from the entrance of the hall with the help of a stumbling messenger.

Li Shimin's face darkened suddenly, Liubaili sent an urgent report, which was second only to Babaili's way of delivering news.

It should not be used for non-major and urgent matters. Liaodong Prefecture is where the beloved son-in-law Cheng Sanlang is located.

Could it be that some shocking accident happened there, so that this son-in-law, who is capable of both civil and military skills, had to ask himself for help as a last resort.

"Could it be that someone is making trouble again?" A thought flashed through Li Shimin's mind.

"Let them in quickly, maybe something happened to my beloved son-in-law."

And Ma Zhou, who turned his head so hard that his neck ached, was grinning and rubbing his neck, his heart pounding.

Li Jing's heart sank, could it be that the tens of thousands of prisoners of war have become demon moths?

Just when the monarch and his subjects were in a state of confusion, the messenger who stumbled into the hall with the help of others fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty, it's a great joy. The crops planted in the Yinshang Continent in Liaodong Prefecture have had a bumper harvest this year!"

"..."

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A gust of autumn wind blew in from outside the house, causing all the people who were dumbfounded and even uttered their voices to shiver in unison.

"Is this guy crazy?!" Yu Chigong raised his shoulders to Qin Qiong who was beside him with a confused face.

Qin Qiong shook his head dumbfounded. "Is there something wrong with this kid?"

The civil servant over there also made this guy startled, and complained unhappily.

"A good harvest is a good harvest, it's not a big deal, just look at how excited he is..."

"That's right, just because of the good harvest, he actually spent six hundred miles to expedite it. What does Cheng Sanlang think of himself?"

"It's unreasonable, it's a mess, if everyone is like him, Cheng Sanlang, my post-horses in the Tang Dynasty will all die of exhaustion on the official road before they encounter any major incidents."

The physically and mentally exhausted messenger ignored those strange gazes, because he knew very well that the good news he brought was definitely Wang Zha.

After taking a few breaths and calming down, he took out Cheng Dudu's letter of victory from his bosom and presented it with both hands.

Zhao Kun, who had already come to his senses, strode up to the other party~www.readwn.com~ and saw clearly the familiar childlike handwriting in the Baojie letter.

After picking it up, he turned around and walked to Li Shimin who was full of doubts.

"Your Majesty, this is a letter written by Cheng Sanlang..."

Li Shimin looked at the messenger who was looking at him eagerly, and opened the letter.

After pulling out the letter paper and only scanning the first line, Li Shimin's eyes immediately showed a fierce look, his face darkened, and his heart turned evil.

"This little bastard!"

His majesty's digo came out subconsciously. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, it was still heard by several nearby officials.

Many people's expressions became strange, and the one who could be called by His Majesty in such an intimate tone was probably Cheng Sanlang's beloved son-in-law.

What's the matter, what was Zhang Kouxian's son-in-law before, why did he turn his face in a blink of an eye, His Majesty turned his face a little faster than turning a book, tsk tsk...