The woman who was talking was naturally the boss of the West Chamber, Fan Meng.

"Yes, boss lady, if you have any good wine and food, please serve us. I'm hungry! By the way, let's arrange four more rooms for us, no problem!"

"Okay, little objective, no problem!"

Fan Meng knew Li Chengfeng, and he knew that Li Chengfeng was the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty.

And isn’t the majestic man following the Eighth Prince Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty?

Thinking of this, Fan Meng was instantly surprised.

But she was only shocked for a while, and then she returned to her original expression.

Because Fan Meng knew that the emperor dressed up as an ordinary person and walked out of the palace, he must have been on a secret visit, and he didn't want others to recognize him.

If Fan Meng kowtowed to Li Shimin at this moment, he might have scared all the customers who were drinking in the West Entrance.

The king of a country actually came to such a place for dinner?

Can it not surprise people?

"Miss Fan Meng, your business seems to be pretty good recently?"

Li Chengfeng asked Fan Meng with a smile.

They are also familiar with each other. Fan Meng once wanted to ** Li Chengfeng to steal the money from Li Chengfeng.

Fan Meng smiled shyly and said, "No way? If it weren't for planting a vegetable garden in my hometown, I'm afraid my restaurant wouldn't be able to keep running at all! People come in with severe droughts and natural disasters! If the temperature continues like this, my restaurant would probably not be able to keep running!"

Fan Meng kept a faint smile on her face.

On the desk, Wei Zheng touched the watermelon, put down the watermelon, and shivered, saying, "Oh, comfortable, I can finally rest!"

"Come on, why don't we have some desserts first? Eat the watermelon I grow!"

"Yeah, that's fine!"

Li Shimin nodded.

The weather in August is still so hot.

After having a supper, Li Shimin was so hot that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Seeing that the emperor was sweating and frowned, Wei Zheng hurriedly asked Fan Meng for a fan, and then fanned Li Shimin.

And Fan Meng knew that the table of guests was quite famous.

That terrifying child is the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty today. The little girl beside him is Princess Changle, and the old man opposite is Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Fan Meng did not dare to neglect, so he gave up the four best bedrooms in the West Pavilion that night and assigned them to live in the five of them.

The distribution of rooms is like this.

Li Shimin, Wei Zheng, and Li Chengfeng are one alone, and Wu Xu and Princess Changle are one alone.

Anyway, they are two girls, living in the same house and can take care of each other.

After dinner, everyone washed up and went to the house to rest.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng, who had no longer served by Eunuch Wu, felt a little uncomfortable.

No wonder in ancient times, the sons of some princes were lawless since childhood. After all, growing up in this hierarchical environment, basically no one would lose their minds.

Fortunately, there will be a gust of breeze in the lotus pond on the left at night, otherwise Li Chengfeng will be so hot that he will not be able to sleep.

...

The next morning, when Li Chengfeng woke up, Fan Meng quickly greeted him.

Fan Meng smiled sweetly at Li Chengfeng and said, "Eighth Prince, did you sleep well in the West Chamber last night?"

"Well, it's pretty good! The cool breeze from the lotus pond is very refreshing and not stuffy!"

"Haha, just sleep soundly. Remember to say hello to the current Tang Emperor on my behalf!"

Fan Meng smiled lightly, with two faint dimples on her cheeks.

Li Chengfeng was stunned and said, "Did you recognize my dad come?"

Fan Meng said: "Well, you are the eighth prince, a genius prodigy in the Tang Dynasty. In this world, the only one who has more power than you is probably the emperor! And last time I saw the emperor at the gate of the West Chamber, although he changed his outfit, I can still recognize him!"

"Yeah, good eyesight!"

"The Eighth Prince has been awarded! I wonder, what are you and the emperors doing to come to the people for the sake of civilians?"

Fan Meng asked.

Li Chengfeng replied, "Isn't it because of inspecting the people's conditions? Natural disasters have caused many people to lack food and cannot eat! Chang'an City belongs to the south, at least it is not short of water. For example, in the desert areas in the northern area, many people die of thirst every day!"

"Yes, today's summer is very hot. Recently, there was a famine in a village called Taixiang Village. It is said that people have been eating people!"

"Ah? People eat people?"

Fan Meng's words really shocked Li Chengfeng.

Everyone cannibalize people? What's wrong?

Unexpectedly, Li Shimin, who was on the stairs on the second floor, also heard the conversation between Fan Meng and Li Chengfeng.

He frowned tightly in an instant and said, "Feng'er, where did people eat people?"

Li Shimin's face was suddenly filled with dangerous and murderous aura.

Seeing this, Fan Meng immediately lowered her head and said nothing.

Li Chengfeng said, "Report to my father, it is a place called Taixiang Village. It was Boss Fan Meng who told me about this!"

"Hmph...What did Fang Xuanling do? Didn't I ask him to use 100,000 golden hair to the people of Chang'an City? Why did such a thing happen?"

Li Chengfeng could see that Li Shimin was really angry this time.

Fan Meng explained: "Your Majesty, please don't be angry, okay? Listen to me! Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, did come to Chang'an City to distribute gold some time ago! But the entire Chang'an City has hundreds of thousands of people. After even distribution, each person can't get a gold coin!"

Fan Meng knew that the person in front of her was Li Shimin, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, so she did not pretend to not know her anymore.

It just so happened that there was no one in the morning, so it didn't matter if he called him the emperor.

Li Shimin frowned and said, "Boss, one gold coin is enough to buy more than a dozen dou of rice! Even if the average three people get one gold coin, it is enough for them to eat for a month! How could people still eat people? You have to tell me about this matter!"

When Li Shimin saw Fan Meng recognize him, he simply showed up. He stopped pretending, and he was Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Chengfeng was also sitting on the small stool beside him, listening happily to the conversation between Li Shimin and Fan Meng.

I heard Fan Meng say: "Master, the current price of food is different from the past! When people are about to starve to death, where is there any precious food in gold?"

"In the past, a gold could indeed buy more than a dozen dou of rice, which was enough for a family to eat for a month! But now, a gold coin could buy a dou of rice, even if the rice was conscience! Many people could not buy a dou of rice even if they could not buy a dou of rice with a dou of rice. They were so hungry that they had no choice but to sell half a dou of rice and eat it!"

"After half a dou of rice, the family was so hungry that they were so hungry that they ate grass roots, chewed tree bark, and finally starved to death, and those who died of heat, all of them were the emperor!"
Chapter completed!