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Chapter 120 Your Son is Too Smart [Please Subscribe]

It turned out that Li Shimin still felt that it was unfair to let Prince Li Chengqian take the blame.

After all, he is his own son.

Although he admitted in his heart that this was a good idea, he still found it difficult to do it.

But then I heard what Fang Xuanling said.

He suddenly seemed to understand.

This was not about letting Crown Prince Li Chengqian take the blame, but was clearly a way to get Li Chengqian back from Jiangling.

But Li Shimin didn't want Li Chengqian to come back yet, so he put away his smile and said sternly, "The incident that the Crown Prince did in Jiangling has not yet been thoroughly investigated. Let's talk about it after the investigation is complete!"

"But Your Majesty."

"Okay, you all go down!"

Li Shimin interrupted what Fang Xuanling wanted to say without question.

Wei Zheng and his companions looked at each other, and then all took their leave from Li Shimin.

After leaving the Liangyi Hall, Wei Zheng took the rare initiative to find Fang Xuanling and asked, "What happened just now, Zhongshu Ling?"

"What's going on?" Fang Xuanling asked back, pretending to be ignorant.

Wei Zheng stared intently into Fang Xuanling's eyes and said word by word, "You want to use the Crown Prince's reputation to exchange for His Majesty's return to Chang'an, right?"

"Wei Zheng, what are you talking about?"

Fang Xuanling immediately said with a stern face: "You are the one who criticized His Majesty's virtue, I was just telling the truth!"

"Hmph! I don't care what you're planning. If anything damages the Crown Prince's reputation, I advise you to refrain from it. Even if it's for the Crown Prince's own good, don't do it!"

"What a joke! Do I need you to teach me how to do anything?"

Fang Xuanling sneered and said, "Don't say that Your Majesty didn't agree with my suggestion. Even if he did, it would be reasonable!"

"Can you deny that the evil plan was initiated by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Didn't you ask His Majesty to set an example and be upright?"

"Do you think that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can disregard morality and act recklessly?"

"I"

After hearing Fang Xuanling's three soul-searching questions, Wei Zheng was stunned.

Am I wrong too?

What is going on here?
"Right Chancellor?"

"Hmm? Commander Yun."

Wei Zheng just reacted and found that Fang Xuanling was gone, and the person standing in front of him had become the commander of the imperial guards, Yun Duan.

"Master Wei, why have you been standing here motionless for so long? I thought..."

"It's okay."

Wei Zheng shook his head and sighed, "Chang'an has become quite a bit colder lately. I wonder how the Crown Prince is doing in Jiangling now."

Yunduan shook his head repeatedly.

Because he had received orders from Li Shimin not to interfere in Li Chengqian's affairs, he was not very clear about Li Chengqian's specific situation in Jiangling.

"What has Lord Changsun been doing lately? Although he has resigned from his position, he is still the Duke of Tang. Is Your Majesty just going to leave him alone?"

"I don't know this either."

When Yun Duan heard this, he couldn't help but look a little strange, thinking, how can I tell you such a thing?
At the same time, in Lizheng Hall.

Empress Changsun also looked at Li Tai and Changsun Wuji strangely.

Recently, Li Tai asked her to invite Zhangsun Wuji to dinner in the harem more than once, and even paid her respects to her five or six times a day in order to get her to invite Zhangsun Wuji to dinner in the harem.

Now, the little fat boy was running back and forth between the dining tables inside and outside the door, pouring wine for Changsun Wuji and serving him dishes. In short, he had changed his previous indifference and became full of enthusiasm.

"Uncle, this dish is delicious. Even my father praised the fried lamb my mother made!"

"Uncle, this is the fine wine my mother just brewed. It's rich and strong, so please don't drink too much!"

"uncle."

Hearing the little fat boy calling him "Uncle" so fluently, Changsun Wuji was surprised and found it a little funny at the same time.

Changsun Wuji did not like this nephew very much, because the nephew knew how to curry favor with the powerful at such a young age.

Although Changsun Wuji always had the image of the first minister beside Li Shimin, in fact, he did not have much real power, even less than Wei Zheng.

This made Li Tai automatically ignore this dispensable uncle and get close to the civil service group.

However, with Li Chengqian's extraordinary rise and Zhangsun Wuji's support for Li Chengqian behind the scenes, he suddenly discovered that this uncle, whom he had always ignored, did not seem as bad as he had imagined.

That's why he tried every possible way to get close to Changsun Wuji.

As an old fox, Changsun Wuji naturally knew Li Tai's little thoughts.

However, he was now free from his official duties, and even if Li Tai wanted to take advantage of him, he could not help Li Tai, so he felt at ease and played out a drama of harmonious coexistence between uncle and nephew.

"Haha, our Qingque is becoming more and more sensible. My sister taught him well!"

Zhang Sun Wuji smiled and praised Empress Zhang Sun who was inside the door. Then he picked up a piece of fried mutton, took a bite with great relish, and said, "This stir-fried dish tastes really good!"

"If uncle likes it, I will ask mother to teach aunt, and you can eat fried dishes every day in the future!" The little fat boy rolled his eyes and said in a flattering manner.

Empress Changsun smiled but didn't say anything. However, if Meng came to learn, she would definitely teach her.

But Changsun Wuji not only wanted Meng to learn, he also had other ideas.

"Sister, you are now in charge of the Royal Manufacturing Bureau and are involved in many businesses. Have you ever thought about opening a restaurant that mainly specializes in stir-frying?"

"This"

Empress Zhangsun's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but ask, "Brother, do you mean to promote stir-frying in the Tang Dynasty?"

"Yes!" Zhang Sun Wuji laughed. "Stir-frying is a cooking method that hasn't been adopted by the common people except in the palace. Moreover, stir-frying is significantly faster than traditional stewing. If it is promoted in the Tang Dynasty, it will also be more convenient for the people."

"Great, uncle!"

Before Empress Changsun could respond, the little fat man clapped his hands and cheered, "In addition to promoting it among the people, promoting it in the army is also a great weapon for our Tang army!"

At this point, he excitedly turned to look at Empress Changsun: "Mother, think about it, if the army used iron pans to cook, wouldn't it save time on cooking? And thus buy more time for the army to attack?!"

"This"

Empress Changsun widened her eyes when she heard this and turned to look at Changsun Wuji outside the door.

Changsun Wuji was also surprised, thinking that this little fat boy was really amazing.

However, before they could respond to the fat man, a hearty laugh came from outside the hall: "Hahaha! You are worthy of being the Qilin son of the Li family!"

"His Majesty!"

Hearing the laughter, Changsun Wuji and Empress Changsun quickly stood up.

Soon, Li Shimin walked in from outside the hall with a smile and waved his hand, saying, "No need to be so polite, just continue eating!"

After saying this, he looked at Xiangling again, who immediately understood and quickly brought him a table of wine and food and seated him next to Empress Changsun.

"Qingque is right. This iron pot is indeed a powerful weapon in the army!"

As soon as he sat down, Li Shimin praised Li Tai highly again, with a very big smile on his face, which made Changsun Wuji frown slightly.

Although he also admitted that Li Tai was indeed smart, the iron pot was invented by Li Chengqian, and he was just benefiting from Li Chengqian's help.

But then Li Shimin laughed again and said, "Wuji, how have you been recently? I asked you to stay home idle, you won't blame me, right?"

"I dare not!"

Upon hearing this, Zhangsun Wuji quickly saluted Li Shimin and said, "I will obey your majesty's arrangements in all matters!"

"hehe."

Li Shimin smiled noncommittally and said, "Now is a critical period for the reform of the civil service system. Pei Ji and his men have become much more honest because of your resignation. I don't want any more complications. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

"Well, as long as you understand!"

Li Shimin smiled and nodded, then looked at Empress Changsun. "Guanyin, I think Wuji, Qingque and the others' suggestions are all good. You can open a few restaurants in Chang'an to promote iron pot cooking to the public. I will also have the Ministry of War cooperate with the Imperial Manufacturing Bureau to forge a batch of iron pots and promote them in the army. What do you think?"

Empress Changsun smiled and nodded, saying, "Your Majesty is swift and decisive, and I will naturally follow suit. The cost of forging the iron pots will be fully covered by the Imperial Manufacturing Bureau!"

"Hahaha! Guanyin is truly my virtuous wife!"

Li Shimin laughed happily, then raised his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Although the Royal Manufacturing Bureau was just a "small workshop" under the name of the Shaofu, because of Empress Zhangsun, this "small workshop" controlled most of the resources of the palace. Even the palace's inner treasury was filled by the Royal Manufacturing Bureau.

Logically speaking, the production of iron pots and their promotion in the military should be funded by the national treasury.

But the Tang Dynasty’s treasury is not abundant now.

Therefore, Empress Changsun took the initiative to propose that the Royal Manufacturing Bureau be responsible for the cost of manufacturing iron pots.

After all, if His Majesty Li II goes through the procedure of allocating money from the national treasury, he will encounter a lot of trouble.

The people in the Ministry of Revenue kept silent when money was coming in, and said they had no money when money was being paid out.

Emperor Li II has encountered this kind of thing countless times.

Even during the period of disaster in Guanzhong, the Ministry of Revenue encountered considerable obstacles in allocating money to purchase grain at high prices.

Fortunately, Empress Changsun's Royal Manufacturing Bureau had money, otherwise Emperor Li II would have been in trouble again.

Just as His Majesty Li Er finished praising Empress Changsun and was about to reward the little fat boy and Changsun Wuji for their advice, he heard the little fat boy suddenly say, "Father, I heard that Cousin Chong often asks Cousin Pingting to send gifts to my eldest sister. It would be great if one day our two families could become closer."

"puff--"

Changsun Wuji, who was originally drinking, spat out a mouthful of wine when he heard what the fat man said.

Li Shimin and Empress Zhangsun were both stunned.

"Why, don't they deserve it?" the little fat man asked, blinking his eyes.

Changsun Wuji was speechless, thinking to himself, "Are you overdoing it?"
How old they are!

How old are you?
Is this something you care about?!

"Cough cough."

Li Shimin coughed twice, swallowing back his words about rewarding the fat boy. He then said with a stern face, "Don't worry about this matter! Your mother and I will make our own arrangements!"

After saying that, he turned directly to Zhangsun Wuji and said, "Wuji, follow me into the side hall. I have something to discuss with you!"

"Yes!"

Changsun Wuji responded, then looked at Empress Changsun with a complicated expression, stood up and left.

Empress Changsun sighed secretly, not knowing what to say.

In fact, it was not only Changsun Wuji who knew the little fat boy's thoughts, but she, as his mother, naturally knew them too.

But the look in Changsun Wuji's eyes just now said it all. It's not that I don't want to help your son, but your son is "too smart" and I can't do anything about it.

"Mom, did I say something wrong?"

It took a long time for the little fat boy to react and he looked at Empress Changsun with grievance.

But Empress Zhangsun shook her head and smiled bitterly: "It's okay, our Qingque is still young, she will be sensible when she grows up!"

Boom!

Hearing this, the little fat boy was struck by lightning.

I feel like I really said something wrong! ?
why? !

Why can they be happy when the emperor says something casually, but I can't?!
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