Datang: Son-in-law, I beg you to come out of the mountain

Just when everyone thought that Wei Zheng would surely die today, Li Shimin was extremely calm.

"uh-huh!"

Li Shimin cleared his throat.

"Wei Aiqing, you are a sincere and good minister. What you just said is indeed true. It was indeed wrong for me to go out to drink in the palace yesterday. I must correct it."

Li Shimin didn't mind at all, and smiled slightly.

As soon as these words came out, the officials were dumbfounded.

No, that's not how the script works!

Shouldn't Li Shimin order Wei Zheng to be dragged out and beaten to death with sticks?
Even if he is not killed, at least he must be demoted to the frontier!

What, you even boasted about it?

what's the situation?
The emperor is mad?
Wei Zheng himself was also confused.

Why is today's emperor so weird?

I didn't hear you call me goddamn Tian She Weng, I'm a little lost...

At this time, Li Shimin started his performance.

"Wei Aiqing, since you entered the court, you have always advised me, pointed out my mistakes, and asked me to correct them. I am quite moved. Today, I will reward you heavily, 500 taels of gold."

Forehead?Instead of being angry, reward gold?
What is rhythm?
Cheng Yao Jinzhang Er's monk couldn't figure it out: "What happened to the emperor today? This is too abnormal!"

Qin Shubao also couldn't figure it out: "I'm also surprised, but the emperor has become very abnormal since the snow disaster. He never played cards according to common sense, as if he was a different person."

"Changed?" Cheng Yaojin covered his mouth in shock, "Could it be that the emperor has been stolen? The current emperor is someone else in disguise? The real emperor has been kidnapped!"

Qin Shubao: "Can you stop being so imaginative? I just said that the emperor has become wise and powerful..."

"Yes, yes, the emperor has become unpredictable! No one can guess what he is thinking!" Cheng Yaojin agreed.

Next, Li Shimin came out to show again.

"In addition to rewarding Wei Aiqing, I also want to send a letter to Aiqing."

Send money and send pennants.

In the entire court, Wei Zheng stole the limelight!

Eunuch Su took out a pair of cursive script written by Li Shimin himself and handed it to Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng looked at the words on it, and after a few seconds of being dazed, he actually cried!
"Chen... I thank the emperor for his great love for me, I will never give up!" Wei Zheng knelt down on the ground with a plop, his shoulders shrugged from crying.

Seeing Wei Zheng's reaction, Li Shimin felt very happy.

Other ministers leaned over to see what Li Shimin had given Wei Zheng, but they couldn't see that Wei Zheng was moved.

"With copper as a mirror, you can straighten your clothes; with history as a mirror, you can know the ups and downs; with people as a mirror, you can know the gains and losses!"

"I always keep these three mirrors to prevent my mistakes. Wei Aiqing is my mirror, and I can always know my gains and losses."

Li Shimin explained with a smile.

After that, wait for the compliments from the ministers.

Sure enough, after hearing this, all the ministers of the DPRK and China were amazed at Li Shimin's generosity!

Those with such a mind must achieve great achievements!
"Your Majesty is wise!"

"Emperor Shengming!"

All the officials below bowed to him.

Seeing that the turmoil had passed, Cheng Yaojin returned to his carefree appearance.

He looked at Wei Zheng and said, "Hey, old Wei, are your tears real? How did you do it so that you can cry when you say it?"

Wei Zheng: Cheng Mangfu, of course I am crying!Could it be that this is saliva?
Qin Shubao: "You, you just can't change the cheapest stink."

Cheng Yaojin chuckled a few times: "It's a rare trip in the world, it's only fun if you're joking."

"Wei Aiqing, from now on, you need to point out my mistakes more often, so that I can correct them." Li Shimin pretended to be forceful.

Who knows, this Wei Zheng is serious!

Wei Zheng wiped the corners of his eyes, got up and took a few steps forward: "I obey the order. From now on, I must redouble my efforts to keep an eye on the emperor's mistakes and make a daily remonstrance!"

Li Shimin:  …

what?
I'm just talking casually, it's just a mouthful.

You are so serious!

Redouble your efforts and give advice every day?
Do you want to bother me to death and let me die young!

However, the words have already been spoken and cannot be taken back.

He really wanted to slap himself a few times!
"Wei Aiqing is really a blessing to the great Tang community! Hehe..." Li Shimin praised with an extremely embarrassed expression.

The officials below bowed: "The emperor is wise!"

"Retreat!"

After Li Shimin finished speaking, he immediately announced his withdrawal from the court.

He was afraid that he would be mean again, and if he said something, he would hit his foot.

……

But it was said that after Miss Wen Ji returned to Fengyue Tower, because she drank a few more peach blossom wines, she returned to her room and fell asleep already drunk.

In her sleep, she actually dreamed of Yang Zhuo, Yang Zhuo redeemed her home, and the two married and sent to the bridal chamber.

Then you and I lie in the mandarin duck tent, like glue and paint, cloudy and rainy all night, so happy.

However, Tianming woke up and found that everything was a dream, and he felt very disappointed.

Wen Ji got up melancholy, put on her clothes, and sat in front of the vanity mirror.

"Such a good son, I really miss him." Wen Ji murmured in a low voice.

"Girl, you are awake, the guests downstairs are waiting." The maid said.

"You went back to them, Wen Ji is unwell today, let them come back another day." Wen Ji said irritably.

Sure enough, once the sea was too difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud.

Since meeting Yang Zhuo, these guests have been out of her sight.

"Go get that pen and ink, I will copy all the poems written by Mr. Yang Zhuo yesterday, and read them from time to time." Wen Ji said.

It's just unbearable.

The maid Yu'er knew Wen Ji's preferences, so she immediately brought her pen and ink.

Wen Ji took a pen, and relying on memory, wrote down Yang Zhuo's poems yesterday on paper one by one.

"What a wonderful poem!"

"In the past, the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud. Take the time to look back at Hua Cong, half destined for Taoism and half destined for king."

"what……"

Wen Ji held the paper in her hand and leaned halfway in front of the window, reciting poems with blurred eyes.

Yu'er has followed Wen Ji for many years, because Wen Ji is beautiful and talented, so there are many crazy bees and butterflies who pursue her, but Wen Ji has never been so obsessed with a man like she is now.

"Yu'er, take these poems and let the poetry club transcribe them. I want to spread the poems of Mr. Yang Zhuo throughout Chang'an City!"

Wen Ji said.

According to Wen Ji's instructions, Yu'er took the poems and went to the poetry club, and asked the poetry club to transcribe them and distribute them on the streets.

"Tsk tsk tsk! What a poem!"

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortals in Peach Blossom Temple... Others laugh at me as crazy, I laugh at others and can't see through!"

"Ask what love is in the world, and directly teach life and death..."

"Fifty zither strings for no reason, one string and one column reminisce about the Chinese New Year. Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wang Dichun entrusted cuckoo..."

……

"This kind of poetry is so exquisite! What kind of character can write such exquisite poetry?"

"Look at the signature, it's called Yang Zhuo, who is this Yang Zhuo? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I think it's an expert who lives in seclusion in the deep mountains. If I can read such wonderful poems in this life, I will have no regrets in this life!"

The literati and inkmen in Chang'an City competed to recite.

At this moment, Yang Zhuo is still in Yangjiazhuang, leisurely, he doesn't know, he is already famous in Chang'an city!