Datang: God-level son-in-law, salted fish will become stronger

Thinking of this, Li Er's eyes were a little moist.

It is said that emperors have been the most ruthless since ancient times, but Li Er has never been able to do so.

It is said that he was hypocritical and killed the hidden prince Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji with his own hands, so he is not worthy of talking about feelings.

But how much sadness and helplessness in Li Er's heart, no one can understand.

If he was caught without a fight, would he be the one who died?

Those who will die will be all the old officials of Tiance Mansion, and those who will die will be all the officials under Li Shimin's command.

Qin Mu looked at Li Er who was wielding a hoe from a distance, and knew that his words had already touched his heart.

Li Er was supposed to be the first emperor through the ages, creating the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

He never was extravagant and extravagant, exhausted the people and wasted money, did not kill the founding heroes, and even used the former minister of the hidden prince.

All of this is easy to say, and several emperors can do it.

The surrounding humerus ministers all ran forward to persuade Li Er.

"Your Majesty, although the son-in-law's words are a little blunt, his temperament is just like this. You don't want to be as knowledgeable as him."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I know the son-in-law. He always rushes to the forefront in the battlefield. He is a master who will never die in a battle."

"Your Majesty, it's still raining, so put down your hoe."

Everyone thought that Li Er was stimulated by something, and tried to persuade him.

Li Er held the hoe in his hand, scanned the crowd, frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

"Did I say Qin Mu was wrong?"

"Again, is he wrong? What's his fault for building a cemetery for the soldiers who died for the country?"

"He will bring the ashes of the soldiers who died for the country back from the battlefield to be buried. What is wrong with him?"

"The celebration banquet can be held anytime and anywhere, but the ashes of these unnamed Tang heroes are still drenched in the rain. You will not send people to build a cemetery to bury the heroes of the Tang Dynasty. What nonsense are you talking here."

"A country cannot be without heroes, and a nation cannot forget heroes."

The words fall.

Li Er stopped talking to everyone, and still braved the rain, waving the pickaxe in his hand.

Although he is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, these soldiers have all died in battle, so why is he still putting on airs here.

Seeing Li Er's attitude, everyone stopped persuading and turned around one after another.

Or pick up a hoe and join the ranks.

Or return to Chang'an City for support.

Qin Mu saw that Li Er led the crowd in full swing, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and then he ignored the crowd.

Continue to plan the cemetery.

However, without money in hand, no matter how it is repaired, it is too crude.

The simple cemetery took a day and a night to complete.

This is the result of Changsun Wuji going to the Ministry of Industry to mobilize a large number of laborers and craftsmen.

Originally, everyone persuaded Li Er to go back to the palace to rest earlier, but he refused to listen.

He stared at the cemetery for a day and a night in a daze.

on the hill.

Li Er drank the hot porridge, looked at the small hills rising and falling in the cemetery, and smiled gratifiedly.

The soldiers were finally able to rest in peace, and their souls returned to their hometowns in this treasured place of geomantic omen, and were worshiped by the world.

"Qin Mu, why do you have such thoughts?"

While eating the porridge, Li Er asked Qin Mu who was beside him.

At this time, he had lost his royal dignity, and with his muddy clothes, he was like an out-and-out old farmer.

But Li Er like this feels more real.

"I just did something I wanted to do, without any reason."

"I just feel that I should do it, so I do it."

Qin Mu replied lightly.

From the cemetery, his heart also felt much more comfortable.

These soldiers who died for the country are his beliefs.

Li Er was also very generous that he didn't need Qin Mu to be a minister, and he could just call himself a minister.

Li Er continued to ask: "Do you know how much you have done for the Great Tang by beheading Jieli, retreating from the Turks, protecting rivers and mountains, and saving the people?"

What he said was not an exaggeration.

Qin Mu's achievements this time are enough to be famous in history.

Qin Mu nodded, "I know, but I don't intend to strive for any fame and fortune, let alone enter the officialdom and pursue fame and fortune."

"The rise and fall, everyone is responsible."

"I just did something that any Tang people should do."

Qin Mu responded calmly, this great achievement was nothing but a fleeting moment to him.

There was not even any emotion on his face because of saving the country from the fire and water.

And he knew what Li Er was going to say, so he politely refused.

"Hahaha... everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world." Li Er couldn't help shaking his head with a wry smile, sighing again and again, "Well, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."

"This sentence is really suitable for you. You don't covet fame and fortune, but you have the world in your heart."

He really didn't understand why Qin Mu was so open-minded.

To him, fame and fortune are like a hot potato, he is eager to throw it away.

"But now, people all over the world know that Qin Mu, consort of the Tang Dynasty, is gentle and powerful, and has great righteousness in his heart. If I don't give you an official position, it will make people laugh at me."

Li Er turned his head to look at Qin Mu, his eyebrows twitched, and continued.

You have Zhang Liangji, I have a wall ladder.

The game between the two begins again.

Qin Mu hesitated slightly: Li Er has grown up and has learned how to kidnap morally.

From the standpoint of righteousness in the world, kidnap him condescendingly.

But Qin Mu really didn't want to spend much time talking with Li Er.

There is no need to continue this meaningless dialogue.

"Your Majesty, I only want to do one thing now, and I don't have the heart to think about other things."

Qin Mu felt that it was time to send Li Er away.

"What's the matter?" Li Er looked puzzled.

Qin Mu's face was serious, and he said solemnly: "Do business, make money, go to the teaching workshop to listen to music..."

Li Er:...

Speechless.

Li Er had never been so speechless before.

He felt extremely humiliated.

Li Er really wanted to turn around and give Qin Mu two feet.

He knows what you don't like to hear, so he just listens here.

Talk to Qin Mu, if he doesn't get angry with you, it will be regarded as Qin Mu showing mercy.

Chapter 83: Your Majesty, come and play when you have time (4/5)

Standing beside Li Er, Qin Mu could clearly feel his blood pressure rising rapidly.

Anger slowly ignited in his head.

"Go, whatever you want to do, just go and do it."

"I can't control you, and I don't bother to control you."

"Just stay in Mangya Village, I can't provoke you, can't I hide you?"

Li Er flicked his sleeves furiously, turned and left.

He really didn't want to stay with Qin Mu any longer.

Every sentence is heartbreaking.

Seeing Li Er getting so angry, Qin Mu couldn't bear it, so he shouted.

"Your Majesty, come to Mangya Village to play when you have time. The gate of Mangya Village is always open for you."

Hearing this, Li Er stopped.

God damn it, come and play when you have time, I'm just playing with you.

"Play by yourself, I don't want to see you again."

Li Er roared angrily without looking back.

He didn't know what evil he had done in his previous life.

Qin Mu clearly understands literature and martial arts, and has the world in mind, but he has no ambitions. He only knows how to make money all day long, and he goes to Goulan to listen to music.

Smelly man, he's a scumbag.

On the side, Changsun Wuji, Cheng Yaojin and others looked at Li Er who left angrily, with bewildered expressions.

"What's the matter with Your Majesty and Prince Consort?" Cheng Yaojin frowned, and pondered: "I see, the two of them had a good talk just now, and their eyebrows were beaming."

"Just for a moment, why did His Majesty become so angry?"

"Ah..." Changsun Wuji sighed, and said quietly, "You still don't understand Mu'er's temperament?"

"Can he follow His Majesty's words? It's likely that His Majesty will be pouted again, otherwise His Majesty wouldn't be so angry."

"Hey..." Yu Chigong snickered aside, "I'm afraid that in this world, only the son-in-law can make His Majesty so helpless."

"Let Your Majesty be both happy and angry."

A few people were talking, when Li Er suddenly glanced at them, his eyes were cold.

"What are you guys doing standing there in a daze! Why don't you hurry back to Beijing with me!"

"You also plan to live in Mangya Village and stay here?"

After the words fell, several people were taken aback for a moment, and then hurried over.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

That's a good thing, I didn't talk about it after working all night, and I even got scolded, there is really no place to reason.

They glanced at each other and followed Li Er back to Chang'an City in despair.

At night, the lights are brilliant.

Chang'an City.

The neighborhoods are still lively.

On Suzaku Street, there was a lot of voices, the lights were bright, and it was very lively.

The faces of the people who came and went were all smiling and filled with joy.

proud, proud, excited...

included.

Even better people gathered around Mr. Storyteller.