Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Wang De tried to reply: "Is it a human or a ghost?"

Yuchi Baoqi was about to explode when he saw these four words: "It's your father, a human or a ghost!"

Li Shimin slapped the table and laughed loudly: "Rebel Tiangang! Hahahahaha, the bastard is still alive! Where is the beauty? Old dog, ask questions quickly!"

Wang De tapped the telegraph machine with anxiety: "Xiaobao, are you okay? What about Princess Changle?"

Yuchi Baoqi sent a long list of things exactly as they were, and Li Shimin was stunned as he watched.

"Chasing a murderer during the day? A game? What is it? You and Changle are not dead, what about the national mourning?"

Yuchi Baoqi's blood surged: "What about the national mourning? It'll be easy if you just die on the pillars of the hall! If you can speak, then hurry up and read this book! If you can't speak, just leave your little talkative child Close the steel door!"

Wang De looked at the contents of the telegram: "Your Majesty, the Subu from Chang'an City has been put into the national treasury. What should I do?"

Li Shimin scratched his head: "You ask me, I ask who to go to, that bastard asked me to die so that I could celebrate the national mourning. In this way, I will invalidate all the previous oral instructions and national mourning, and tell the world that the British Duke and Princess Changle are fine, and be fine Alive."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up, show up at the Zhengdian Palace, I want to tell the queen the good news! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Wang De can't win even with his feet on his shoulders. Here he has to tell the world, and there he has to show off to the government palace. He can't wait for one person to separate the two people.

In the Lizheng Hall, Su Quan and Princess Chengyang accompanied Empress Changsun. It would have been a good thing if she didn't come. When Empress Changsun looked at Su Quan, she thought of Yuchi Baoqi. She had lost such a good son-in-law.

The same goes for Princess Chengyang. After comforting her, Empress Changsun cried louder. She didn't know whether her decision to come to comfort her mother was right or wrong.

Li Shimin broke into the Li Zheng Hall and saw Empress Changsun crying like a tearful person, sitting beside Su Quan. Su Quan quickly poured a cup of tea for Li Shimin.

"Cry, cry, cry, there is nothing to cry about. How could my son-in-law die so easily?"

Empress Changsun's cry stopped abruptly, and she looked at Li Shimin with great resentment: "Beauty is just a piece of flesh that fell from my concubine! Xiaobao is half a grown-up child. Your Majesty said this, isn't it too bullying?" !”

Su Quan also calmly tugged on his father-in-law's sleeves, telling him to stop saying a few words.

Li Shimin was happy: "Hahaha, Xiaobao and Lizhi are alive and well. They just sent a telegram to scold me!"

Empress Changsun, Su Quan and Princess Chengyang all felt chills in their backs. Su Quan even trembled: "Is it a dream?"

Li Shimin scalped Su Quan and said, "He's not dead at all! They play a game, and the records of the game are called "Chasing the Murderer in the Day". It's probably a new thing created by that brat."

Princess Chengyang was still relatively favored and very courageous. She touched Li Shimin's forehead with her little hand and said, "Did your father talk nonsense?"

Li Shimin sighed: "Wang De! Old dog! Bring over the message! They must not believe it!"

Wang De walked in quickly from outside the Zhengzheng Hall, took out the message from his pocket and put it on the table, then stood behind Li Shimin with great restraint.

Su Quan knew at a glance that this must be from her cousin. There was nothing wrong with this bad talk, which she inherited from her sister-in-law.

Empress Changsun's eyes were swollen from crying. She tremblingly picked up the message and read it. The more she read, the more angry she became. An unknown anger was ready to stir in her chest.

"Yu'er, go and copy a message to Tianwei Army. In addition, go to Tianwei Army's engineering department to order a feather duster. It needs to be made of solid stainless steel, preferably with barbs."

Su Quan also comforted Empress Changsun: "Empress, can you just leave the cleaning and cleaning of the court to your servants? You don't have to do it yourself."

Empress Changsun looked at Su Quan: "Who said the Queen Mother is going to clean up? When those two monkeys come back, see if I can beat them to death!"

Li Shimin has been on the battlefield for many years. Seeing the situation of Empress Changsun, it is the right way to retreat quickly. Maybe he will be angry.

"Oh, I have to deal with the matter of national mourning over there, and I have to announce it to the world. Come here and send a message and then leave. You guys can chat."

Before Li Shimin finished speaking, people were already outside the Zhengzheng Hall. He dragged Wang De and walked outside, changing from walking to trotting.

"Where has the decree of national mourning been spread? Can it still be intercepted?"

Wang De was dragged away and said in a loud voice: "I don't know, Ananda did all these things. Ask Ananda, I am only responsible for His Majesty's affairs."

Li Shimin dragged Wang De and ran all the way back to the Manna Hall. Wang De went to find Zhang Ananda. Li Shimin sat on the imperial desk and was indescribably happy.

"As long as it's okay, it's okay as long as it's okay! It's such a good job, I'll wait for you to come back! When you come back, I'll reap the rewards!"

Zhang Ananda soon appeared: "Your Majesty, the matter of the national mourning has been spread throughout the country. It was announced to the entire Tang Dynasty as quickly as possible, including the army of the Rakshasa Kingdom."

Li Shimin smacked his lips: "Tsk, tsk, what can we do? I sent it again and said that I made an mistake. The British Duke and Princess Changle are fine. How about canceling the national funeral?"

Zhang Ananda's face was clear: "Your Majesty is afraid that the news of the death of the British Duke and Princess Changle will destabilize the Tang Dynasty, so you take this strategy? I don't think it's good. You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it for the rest of your life. Besides, you can't hide it for a while. The obituary of the national mourning has already been issued, can you explain again whether there is no 300 taels of silver here?"

Li Shimin clapped his brush and said: "What and what? Just now, just now, the British government sent a report saying that he is not dead. The whole thing is a farce! There is no such thing at all! You hurry up and tell the world, take it back Obituary, by the way, please ask the monks of Bikong Temple to chant sutras and pray, so as not to ruin the lives of these two people."

Officials in the Tang Dynasty and the stewards of Baoli Trading Company received the news that Yuchi Baoqi and Princess Changle were fine, understood the reason, and posted the notice again.

The people didn't understand. How could the people know so much? They only knew that Captain Chi Baoqi and Princess Changle were dead in the morning, and that Captain Chi Baoqi and Princess Changle were alive in the afternoon.

For a time, Taoist temples and temples were being built everywhere for Yuchi Baoqi and Princess Changle, and there were a lot of shrines and shrines to all kinds of people.

"Have you heard? Chi Baoqi, a British lieutenant, just died in the morning and came back to life in the afternoon! What is this if not a fairy?"

"Really? No wonder the British prince always seeks benefits for our people. Now we have no worries about food and drink, and we have hope for the future. My mother-in-law even cried when I heard that the British prince died."

"True! Keep it true! My seventh uncle's third uncle's second uncle's son's daughter's nephew works as a clerk in Baoli Trading Company. First-hand information!"

The whole Tang Dynasty knew that Yuchi Baoqi and Princess Changle were gods descended to earth and could bring the dead back to life.