I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Even if Yin Xuan couldn't be convicted and Yin Xuan couldn't be expelled from Chang'an City, at least he had to seize this opportunity to sow discord between their Weng and his son-in-law.

only…

Li Shimin's reaction was somewhat unexpected.

The emperor, who had a gloomy face yesterday, now smiled slightly, touched the bed lightly, and said softly: "This is what I want to talk about."

Yu Shi Zhongcheng had a smile on his face.

The people with five doors and seven eyes are also suddenly happy.

"I have to say, you are really treating the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain." Li Shimin paused for a while, then said with a light smile.

The few people who were happy to see this kind of scene thumped in their hearts. Li Shimin's words had a huge impact on them.

What does this mean?
Li Shimin stood up and sighed: "I am also a villain. After yesterday's court meeting, I left General Duan and I will trouble him to investigate this matter."

"However, Lord Zhengyang, after encountering such an innocent disaster, not only did he not complain to me, but he was afraid that he would disturb me, so he copied all the methods used in the battle of defending the city to me."

of course……

Li Shimin wouldn't say that what reassured him the most was actually the bullet holes found by Duan Zhixuan's investigation, those rangers didn't know how to use firearms very much.

That pamphlet and yesterday's battle have proved that cold weapons are far inferior to hot weapons in the city.

They don't know how to heat weapons, and there are only a few hundred people, so there is no threat at all.

Hmm... Li Shimin didn't know that Yin Xuan's workshop enshrined several merciful Gatling Bodhisattvas.

When Li Shimin's words fell to the ground, the entire court was quiet for several minutes. The civil officials could not understand, and the military officials could not believe it.

But...Your Majesty has already said so, and it is possible to lie about the golden words.

Yu Shi Zhongcheng kept his mouth shut, not daring to speak.

"Even though Lord Zhengyang is not above the imperial court, he is so generous to me, Datang." Li Shimin continued, "I feel ashamed in my heart, and Datang is also ashamed of Lord Zhengyang."

"I just thought about making up for Mr. Zhengyang, what do you Ai Qing think?"

Censor Zhongcheng cupped his hands, and said: "I think what your majesty said is very true, but now the house minister is also a servant...I think it's better to invite Zhengyang Gong into the court and canonize him as a servant."

Li Shimin has not expressed his opinion yet.

Cheng Yaojin sneered, and scolded: "We all know that Mr. Zhengyang has a serious illness, and the dance of the man in purple cannot cure his illness. You want Mr. Zhengyang to enter the court..."

"Are you doing it for his own good, or do you want his life?"

Censor Zhongcheng held his breath, and stared at Cheng Yaojin with wide eyes.

Is this disease real?

Don't you really believe in such nonsense?

"If Duke Zhengyang is willing to enter the court, I will be willing to dance in purple clothes to relieve Duke Zhengyang's illness!" Yu Shi Zhongcheng blushed, held back for a long time, and then shouted.

In order to allow Yin Xuan to enter the court, he planned to lose face at all.

Cheng Yaojin spat over: "How can you wear purple clothes? Call your father over, and you are almost qualified!"

Yu Shi Zhongcheng clenched his fists.

Cheng Yaojin hammered his fist, and suddenly realized: "Oh, by the way, your father has already been buried in the ground, so it is possible to dig out the coffin and dance for Zhengyang Gong."

"Duke Lu, don't try to bully people too much!" Censor Zhongcheng pointed at Cheng Yaojin, trembling with anger.

Cheng Yaojin's eyes gradually became dangerous: "It's just to deceive you, what's wrong?"

"Could it be possible that you still want to fight the old man?"

"Even if I let you have a horse and a hand, with your physique, can you survive three axes?"

As soon as Cheng Yaojin rolled up his sleeves, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to fight right now.

Li Shimin coughed lightly: "Duke Lu, don't be rude."

Cheng Yaojin hummed and stood back, Yu Shi Zhongcheng heaved a sigh of relief.

"However, let Zhengyang Gong enter the court as an official." Li Shimin shook his head again, and said softly, "You can't play music and dance at the same time."

After speaking, Li Shimin paused: "I have an idea."

"I thought... to reduce the tax on half of the property held by Duke Zhengyang, what do you think, Zhu Aiqing?"

Lower taxes?

Or half?
"Your Majesty, I think it's inappropriate." It was not necessary for someone from the family to stand up, but someone from the household department stood up and vetoed Li Shimin's proposal.

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows.

The official of the household department continued: "Your Majesty, half is too much. I think half a year's pardon is enough."

"Half a year?" Li Shimin sneered, "You do know that I am compensating Zhengyang Gong, but in the eyes of others, don't you think that I am humiliating Zhengyang Gong?"

"Is Zhengyang short of tax money for those months?"

The officials of the household department refused to budge: "But half of the tax revenue is really too big. Your Majesty... the court is not rich."

"That's [-]%." Li Shimin frowned and took the initiative to give in.

The household officials didn't show any face to Li Shimin, and said softly: "Your Majesty, [-]% is too much, I think [-]% is the most."

"That's [-]%." Li Shimin pretended to be embarrassed, and reported the amount he had prepared in his heart early in the morning.

The official of the household department was silent for a long time, and he could only reluctantly agree to it after talking to such an extent.

Other officials are not sensitive to this thing, that is, the Ministry of Households will miss these stinky things.

The courtroom is still discussing the aftermath of what happened yesterday.

In Chang'an City, this matter is also being discussed.

Tong Fu Restaurant is open for business today.

The guests who just came in couldn't wait to ask: "Shopkeeper, what happened yesterday, why... Huaizhen Square is in a mess?"

They didn't ask Liu Jingxian, what could they know?

Yin Xuan didn't answer them, but just waved his hand and asked Liu Jing to entertain the guests first, or take them to the second floor, and he didn't intend to reply even a word.

He didn't answer, but there was no way to hide this matter.

When the food and wine were served, one of them took a sip of the wine, lowered his voice, and said softly: "I do know what happened in Huaizhen Square yesterday."

His voice is very small, but it cannot be concealed from the ears of those who are interested.

Those who sat far away got up directly with their rice bowls in their hands, leaned over to this table, and listened to this person's gossip.

"You were late yesterday morning, I'm afraid you didn't see it." The man had lingering fear on his face, "I came in time for breakfast, the Huaizhen Square was full of gunpowder smoke, and corpses were everywhere..."

"Has someone hit Chang'an City?" a man broke his mouth and asked.

But he also asked the feelings of others.

The man nodded, and said softly: "Yes, they are coming. Guess whose soldier it is?"

who?

No one dared to make a guess.