Tang Dynasty: A Guide to Avoiding Pitfalls for Li Er at the Start

Chapter 142 Qin Wang's Breaking Formation Music

"It's better to be careful. I'm still worried. I'll go check on things to make sure nothing goes wrong."

Yan Lide was still somewhat worried and decided to go and see for himself.

Yan Liben wanted to offer some words of advice, but the former wouldn't listen at all and left the Taiji Hall in a hurry.

“Brother, it’s always been like this, alas.” Watching his brother leave, Yan Liben sighed helplessly, cupped his hands to Wen He and smiled, “I’m sorry you had to see this.”

“Brother Lide, you have a strong sense of responsibility, which is a good thing. I think the position of Minister of Works is rightfully yours.”

With crossbows in front and gunpowder behind, tonight's fireworks show will surely make Li Shimin look good.

Although all the credit belongs to Wen He, Yan Lide also mobilized manpower and allocated resources, so he deserves credit for his hard work even if he didn't get credit.

Li Er promoting him to a higher rank is nothing special.

However, given Yan Lide's age, it's possible that in the next year or two, the title of Minister of Works will be preceded by the word "Inspector".

"Young master, you must not speak recklessly. This matter still depends on His Majesty's will."

Yan Liben shook his head modestly, but his smug expression made it clear to anyone with common sense that the matter was a sure thing.

After exchanging pleasantries, Yan Liben was asked to leave by his colleagues.

He was a chief physician, and countless people wanted to befriend him.

Yan Liben was worried that Wen He would be annoyed by this, so he took the initiative to leave.

After he left, Wen He clearly heard Xu Jingzong beside her let out a long sigh of relief.

"Brother Xu, are you feeling stifled?"

While Wen He and Yan Liben were talking, Xu Jingzong sat to the side drinking tea without saying a word, as if he couldn't hear anything.

After Yan Liben left, he seemed to feel a great sense of relief.

"No, no, how could I feel stifled here?" Xu Jingzong quickly shook his head and turned to look around the main hall.

Inside the magnificent hall, a crowd surged about, all dressed in either scarlet or noble robes. Looking outside, most of those dressed were also in light scarlet attire.

Ordinary people wearing green official robes were not even qualified to approach the Taiji Hall.

Xu Jingzong was filled with emotion.

If he hadn't become a member of the Hundred Cavalry and was once one of the Eighteen Scholars of the Prince of Qin's Mansion, he probably wouldn't even have been able to enter Chengtian Gate today.

"Brother Xu, don't be impatient."

Wen He felt that Lao Xu was a decent person.

Although he was a bit greedy, he did a pretty good job.

Upon hearing this, Xu Jingzong laughed and offered a teacup to Wen He.

Wen He understood, exchanged a glance with him, and picked up the honey water to return the gesture.

"By the way, how long are we going to have to wait here?"

Wen He felt bored. Anyway, neither Li Shimin nor Li Yuan were there. Judging from the situation, they would have to wait until they finished their ancestral worship before the feast could begin.

The reason these people stayed here was simply to socialize; they wanted to make the most of this opportunity to curry favor with people they rarely saw in the past.

Then there won't be another chance.

If it were the Xu family of the past, he would definitely be out meeting people everywhere now.

However, his current status simply does not allow him to do so.

Otherwise, Li Shimin would strip him of his entire power tomorrow.

"There should be two or three more hours... Hey, young master, look over there."

Xu Jingzong suddenly pointed to a spot not far away.

Wen He looked in the direction he pointed.

There were two short men there, bowing and smiling obsequiously in front of a group of officials.

Although Wen He didn't recognize them, she could tell from their attire that they were the group of Japanese.

"Why are they here too?" Wen He frowned.

He thought Li Shimin wouldn't invite them.

"After all, they are envoys from a foreign country. However, out of their group of more than ten people, only these two are able to get out of bed."

Thinking of what Wen He had asked the Hundred Riders to do before, Xu Jingzong couldn't help but chuckle.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw the coldness on Wen He's face and immediately stopped smiling.

Everyone knows that this young man, Wen, harbors a deep-seated hatred for the Japanese.

"Young master, it's not a good day to start a fight," Xu Jingzong quickly reminded him.

Wen He glanced at him and gave a faint "hmm".

After drinking a few sips of honey water, he found a quiet place where no one would disturb him and closed his eyes to rest.

Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept until Xu Jingzong woke him from his sweet dream, and only then did he realize that Li Shimin and the others had returned.

The first to enter were Xiao Yu, Yuwen Shiji, and others, while Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and others arrived a little later.

When they came in, they specifically looked towards where Wen He was.

The two exchanged glances.

Wen He understood that they wanted to know about Li Yi.

It seems that Li Shimin didn't have time to tell them beforehand.

He nodded almost imperceptibly, indicating that Li Yi had been dealt with. Only then did Changsun Wuji and the others show smiles.

Not long after all these big shots had taken their positions.

Outside, the sound of bells and drums rose.

The chime bells began to ring.

The hall fell silent.

Wen He was pulled to the back by Xu Jingzong, near the gate, where the two stood side by side.

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty has personally arrived!"

A loud voice rang out.

Almost everyone in the hall bowed at the same time.

"Your Majesty, we respectfully welcome your presence!"

Wen He was a beat too slow.

When he saw Li Shimin, who was wearing a yellow dragon robe, enter, he followed Xu Jingzong's example and bowed.

'So the dragon robes of the Tang Dynasty were already yellow.'

This was the first time he had seen what an imperial robe looked like since he traveled to the Tang Dynasty.

It's a pity I wasn't there in the morning, so I didn't get to see what the Tang Dynasty's imperial robes looked like.

But there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

"waived!"

Li Shimin's voice came from above, and everyone stood up.

"Father is unwell and has returned to Chang'an Palace to rest. Today, I will accompany all of you for a drink. How about it?"

The people in the front row burst into laughter.

Especially those from the Qin Prince's faction, their faces were filled with joy.

Seeing the "MVP" settlement screen, Wen He smiled knowingly, and when she looked up, she saw Li Shimin casting his gaze.

Many people noticed his gaze and turned to look at Wen He.

Most people are curious as to why His Majesty attaches such importance to this one child.

But Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui knew.

Starting today, the Tang Dynasty will undergo a transformation.

At the heart of this transformation lies this seemingly insignificant little baby.

But these are all things for later.

"Today we should be drinking and celebrating, but where is the music and drums?!"

Li Shimin shouted.

"By order of His Majesty, play the music!"

Gao Yue's voice fell.

Inside the main hall, the sounds of bells and drums immediately rang out.

When the pipa and zheng played together, it sounded like the sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses.

A stirring war song resounded and lingered.

"This is the music for breaking through enemy lines!"

Xu Jingzong immediately became excited.

Wen He was taken aback.

He gazed at Li Shimin.

This is the later "Qin King's Battle Song"!
Six years ago, Li Shimin defeated Liu Wuzhou.

On the way back to the capital, the soldiers who accompanied the army rewrote the lyrics to the old tunes.

It wasn't until the seventh year of the Zhenguan era that Li Shimin had it improved and officially named "Qin Wang Po Zhen Yue" (Music of the King of Qin Breaking the Enemy's Formation).

Before he could react, he saw Yuchi Gong and Cheng Zhijie step forward one after the other and start dancing to the music.

Li Shimin, on the throne, tapped gold objects with chopsticks and sang loudly.

"Having accepted the punishment from the emperor, we will join forces to punish the rebellious minister and share the joy of a peaceful life..."

For a moment, everyone in the hall, both civil and military officials, joined in the chanting.

Upon hearing the real "Qin King's Battle Song" for the first time, Wen He couldn't help but sing along.

Swords clash and horses gallop, the mighty Tang Dynasty reigns supreme!
"The imperial winds sweep across the four seas, the virtuous waters have been clear for a thousand years, no more military uniforms are needed, today we announce our victory..."

"Our sage ruler has ushered in a prosperous era, and your loyal subjects have upheld his great plans; behold, after the fall of war, a peaceful autumn has arrived..."

The foreign envoys stared in astonishment at the scene unfolding in the hall.

The sounds of their fighting were like swords pressed against their throats.

Such is the Tang Dynasty!
terrible!

And just at the moment the music stopped.

A palace attendant bowed as he entered the main hall.

(End of this chapter)