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

While Xuanzang replied to Li Er's words, he thought about the various things of his journey to the west.

It's rough, but most of the time it's smooth.

However, the final encounter in Persia was slightly flawed.

Xuanzang thought that this was a test from the Buddha, a great ordeal.

After all, it was besieged in a deserted village by tens of thousands of rebels.

Even Wang Xuance was powerless to parry.

However, in the end, he was successfully rescued and wiped out a knight order of more than 3 people on the opposite side.

Mind this.

Xuanzang clasped his hands unconsciously again, "Amitabha, sin, sin..."

Although Xuanzang was unwilling, the matter was finally over.

Li Er looked at Xuanzang and said with a smile: "Master Xuanzang, now that you have returned to the territory of the Tang Dynasty, do you hope that I will send someone to escort you back to Chang'an City, or do you want to go back by yourself."

Hearing this, Xuanzang stood up and hurriedly responded, "Your Majesty, if possible, the poor monk still hopes to walk back to Chang'an City. The Buddha's test on the poor monk has not yet been completed."

He was very nervous about this matter, and he couldn't be careless.

If Li Er sent another hundred and eighty thousand soldiers to escort him back to Chang'an City.

That was a hell of a fart.

Don't be an eminent monk if he is a Taoist, what is difficult, the whole ninety-nine is lying down.

Seeing his reaction was so huge.

Li Er was really taken aback, and immediately said: "Okay, since you have your own ideas, I don't need to ask more, then you can set off at any time, and Wang Xuance will not continue to escort you. Now the Tang Dynasty is very peaceful. It will be very safe."

Hearing these words, Xuanzang breathed out a sigh of relief.

"Amitabha, thank you for your understanding..."

Hearing this, Li Er frowned: Thank you for understanding?

He didn't understand why Xuanzang had a relaxed look on his face instead of sending someone to escort him.

However, he didn't think much about it, and he wasn't very interested in Buddhism.

Seeing Xuanzang's appearance, Qin Mu raised his mouth slightly.

He could understand Xuanzang's mood. With Wang Xuance around, it would be equivalent to a grandson leading more than 2000 monkey grandchildren to escort Xuanzang westward.

Xuanzang wanted to add some difficulties to himself in order to show his sincerity for the journey to the west.

However, all of this has nothing to do with Qin Mu, his goal of letting Xuanzang travel west has been achieved.

As for Xuanzang's return to the Tang Dynasty, he didn't need to worry about it.

Followed by.

Li Er picked up the wine cup and sang loudly: "Come on, let's play music and dance."

Afterwards, a new round of wine competition began in the hall, pushing and changing glasses, toasting frequently, so happy.

Yu Chigong and Cheng Yaojin have already picked up the wine jar.

Far away from Chang'an, came to the frontier, unchecked, and left for Persia three days later, the two of them had nothing to do, so they were drinking with their lives.

Paused.

Cheng Yaojin picked up the wine jar and took a sip, then looked at Li Er, "Your Majesty, I haven't heard you compose a poem for a long time. I'm so happy today, why don't you compose an impromptu poem for us to admire."

He said, looking at Li Er expectantly, listening to his words, Li Er was overjoyed.

Cheng Yaojin's performance today is really good.

This little flattery was so comfortable for Li Er to slap.

"Hahaha..." Li Er took a sip of wine and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, since you are so interested, I will compose a poem for you."

Li Er said, drank three cups, and then came to the hall.

Today, everyone also looked at Cheng Yaojin with admiration. He asked him to take pictures of this little rainbow fart, and even connected it to take pictures on Li Er's weakness.

On weekdays, Li Er praised his literary talents very much.

However, in the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, there were too many people known for their literary talent, so Li Er's literary talent can only be regarded as average, but he is the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

The bonus of this title is too much.

Li Er composes poems and writes lyrics, dances with words, who dares not to give face, who dares not to say a good word.

Over time, Li Er also felt that he could do it, that he had stood up.

at this time.

Li Er stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, looking up at the bright moon outside the hall, feeling turbulent.

"Canglong Guan Wangyue."

"The moon is bright in Xuantu, and the clear light shines on the blue dragon. The light reflected in the clouds is hidden for a while, and the flowers across the trees are like embroidered flowers. The soul is full of osmanthus branches, and the wheel is lost. , stop and watch the demon atmosphere disappear."

The words fall.

Li Er shook his head slightly, closed his eyes and enjoyed the poems he wrote, it was a beauty in his heart.

"Okay!!!" Cheng Yaojin shouted loudly, breaking the silence in the hall, "Your Majesty, your poem is so authentic, I think that there is no one who can be as famous as you in the Tang Dynasty. "

"Except for Prince Consort, Ouyang Xun, Yu Shinan, Chu Suiliang, Xue Ji..."

Cheng Yaojin was counting heads with his fingers.

Sudden.

He felt a chill all over his body and a chill down his back.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help looking up.

I saw Li Erjian staring straight at him with straight brows, his gentle gaze became as sharp as a sword at this moment, and a chill flickered.

See him like this.

Cheng Yaojin felt relieved.

That's right, I've said something wrong again.

I want to cry......

Followed by.

Cheng Yaojin grinned, and looked at Li Er with a smile, "Your Majesty, I drank too much, don't be as knowledgeable as me, I'm just a mouthful, I mean..."

"It means that the literary talents of those people just now are all inferior to His Majesty, in my heart."

"Your majesty is unparalleled in the world!!!"

Cheng Yaojin sang loudly, then picked up the wine jar.

"Your Majesty, I respect you!"

ton ton ton...

In Cheng Yaojin's mouth, the strong wine was no different from the boiled water.

"Hmph..." Li Er flicked his sleeves and made a gloomy face.

He knew that Cheng Yaojin was unreliable, his mouth was like the waist of a cotton trousers, and he didn't know the door.

Uncertain words will make you bald, which really makes Li Er angry and annoyed.

And frankly counting heads with his fingers.

This is what people do! ?

Li Er was angry when he thought of Cheng Yaojin's serious appearance just now.

See Li Er angry.

Changsun Wuji hurried out to smooth things over.

"Your Majesty, your poem is indeed very good."

"Zhijie also speaks but has no intentions, so don't argue with him."

Followed by.

Everyone in the hall also followed suit.

"Yes, Your Majesty. The general feels that your poem is very atmospheric and very suitable for the occasion."

"That's right, Your Majesty, your song "Canglongguan Wangyue" is enough to last forever and be famous forever."

"A good poem, a really good poem."

"Your Majesty's literary talent really remains the same as before."

Anyway, flattering doesn't have to pay taxes.

Everyone praised Li Er without hesitation.

At this time, Li Er returned to his seat, picked up the cup and drank three more cups in a row.

Chapter 982: Water Tune Getou and Li Shimin feel about drinking (2/5)

hall.

Cheng Yaojin hugged the wine jar and looked at Li Er with a flattering and smiling face.

"Hehehe..."

"Your Majesty, don't be as knowledgeable as me."

"I'm purely out of intention. Your poem is really good."

""Canglongguan Wangyue" is majestic..."

As Cheng Yaojin said, his rough eyebrows twitched a few times.

"Stop..." Li Er stretched out his hand to Cheng Yaojin, and hurriedly said: "I am afraid of you, as long as you don't cause trouble for me, I will be satisfied. If you don't know how to say this from now on, you Just say a few words."

"Hehehe..." Cheng Yaojin heaved a sigh of relief seeing Li Ersong, "Your Majesty, you have the final say. If you let me go east, I will never dare to go west. If you let me go south, I will Never dare to go north. You let me go to the sky, I will never go to the ground, you..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Li Er pointed at him and said angrily: "Shut up for me, if you say one more word, I will throw you out of the hall."

"Okay, Your Majesty." Cheng Yaojin hugged the wine jar and sat back on the futon with a serious face.

It was as if everything that happened just now had nothing to do with him.

Looking at Cheng Yaojin's posture, Yuchi couldn't help but shake his head, this is absolutely amazing.

This face is thicker than the city wall.

Yu Chigong even suspected that it was not Cheng Yaojin that Li Er scolded just now, but him.

Feel his gaze.

Cheng Yaojin hugged the wine jar, turned his head, and said in a deep voice, "Heitantou, are you looking at chicken feathers!?"

"Ah!?" Yu Chigong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Hehehe... yes, I'm looking at chicken feathers."

Followed by.

Li Er looked at Qin Mu and murmured, "My son-in-law, today's interest has come to this, if you don't compose a poem, you can't justify it."

Today, Li Er feels that his poem is very good, enough to be recorded in history.

Such a good poem, if you don't compare it with Qin Mu, Li Er will feel very bad.

"Okay." Qin Mu nodded slightly and stood up, "Since Your Majesty is so interested today, if I don't follow, I'm afraid I will spoil His Majesty's interest."

Since Li Er came to the door.

Qin Mu had no reason to ask Li Er to pretend this.

Hearing this, Li Er raised her brows slightly, with joy on her face.

"That is, that is."