All day long, Qin Hao was thinking: I am going to enter Lingyan Pavilion?

To be honest, Qin Hao felt like he was falling into a cloud and mist at this moment, as if he was in a dream, and he was having fun all day long, pinching his thighs from time to time to make sure that this was not really a dream.

‘Please go to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, like a scholar, Wanhuhou’. As the first prosperous era in Chinese history, the Zhenguan dynasty was relatively brilliant throughout the long river of history. Not only was Li Shimin himself respected by later generations as an emperor's model, but his ministers naturally became role models and role models for later ministers. Among them, the most famous ones are nothing more than these twenty-four people.

To be honest, Qin Hao was really surprised by the fact that he was on the list, and it was not that he had made great contributions. None of the changes in the Tang Dynasty over the past decade could have nothing to do with him. Without truly outstanding achievements, he would not have been named Duke of the County and the top group in the world.

He is really too young. After all, no matter how important the historical status Lingyan Pavilion has in the eyes of later generations, it is essentially still the instinct of Li Shimin's humble ministers around him one by one, and was established to miss his old friends in his heart.

So the above ones are either dead or are about to die. If you go up, it seems to be quite abrupt no matter which aspect you consider.

However, he did not realize that the weight of the word Qin Hao represented in the Tang Dynasty. Although Lingyan Pavilion's original intention was to miss his old friends, it had an extremely strong and final color since the day he was completed. It was essentially a big political cake. Li Shimin must also consider a balance between the forces of all parties.

If you think about it carefully, you will find that among the twenty-four ministers, the old people of the Qin Palace, the founding heroes, and the Zhenguan heroes, each accounted for eight, one was not more or one was not a lot. They were not really arranged according to the size of the merits. Otherwise, why would Pei Ji not be among them? It was not a memorial service for Li Shimin alone, otherwise Liu Wenjing would not be left behind in any case.

These were the twenty-four people who were finally selected by the founding heroes, the Qin Wangfu Group, and the Zhenguan upstarts.

Even Qin Hao himself didn't know that he has now become a benchmark in the post-Zhenguan era. He is the highest-ranking person among all the people who have served in the post-Zhenguan period. He is the idol of all the new ministers in Zhenguan.

More importantly, he represents a force, an emerging force: the Qing Gang.

Today's Qing Gang is no longer a refugee organization established by him and Xu Jie in order to protect themselves, but a super behemoth that penetrated into every corner of the economic life of the Tang Dynasty. If the concept of Qing Gang is expanded, it can also represent all the newly emerging industry and commerce of the Tang Dynasty, and represent those soldiers who took shares to defend their homes and the border areas of Yongyetian.

As long as Li Shimin is not blind, he will not be able to ignore their feelings. Therefore, although Qin Hao is only twenty-six, he can only go to Lingyan Pavilion with the other twenty-three old guys.

Qin Hao naturally had to take such a serious matter carefully. He spent the whole day thinking about a question, that is, what kind of posture he wanted to put on?

This ink trace made Yan Liben worried. Most of the other twenty-three were already dead. The few who were not dead were old and they would definitely not be able to draw as they are now. They must combine their current appearance with the portraits they left before.

----This is a gorgeous dividing line-

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----This is a gorgeous dividing line---

Combine with a little more of your own secondary creation to draw.

Only Qin Hao is an exception. This guy is so young that he is simply outrageous. He can draw it truthfully and is the most handsome time in his life, especially when he is still alive and jumping around. If he dares to draw something differently, his lifelong signature will be ruined.

But it's been a whole day, and this guy just won't let him draw it. Can you still let us have a good New Year?

In fact, Qin Hao and his whole family were thinking about this problem with Qin Hao. Li Xin said that he should take a book, carry his hands on his back, wear a plain white silk shirt, and beautiful young man like a jade-like young man.

Xiaodie said he should hold a sword and wear handsome armor. After all, he had been on the battlefield. Qin Xiaohao was even more nonsense. He felt that he should wear court uniforms and hold a stack of banknotes in his hand, because his greatest contribution was to help the Tang Dynasty issue and stabilize banknotes, especially banknotes represent merchants. If the power of capitalism rises in the future, such a painting will bring him a great advantage.

Finally, he decided to ask Yan Liben to draw a full body image of him wearing court clothes and holding a tablet. After all, he was standing by a large group of elders, which made him look humble.

Li Xin also planned to sew a new set of court uniforms for him by himself. In order not to drive Yan Liben crazy, Qin Hao refused. After all, painting is not a photo, and no matter how much Yan Liben paints, it is unlikely that the new and old clothes are painted by the saint.

By the day Lingyan Pavilion was built, he was with his master Wei Zheng and father-in-law Li Xiaogong. I thought it would become a beautiful story in a thousand years. I was really a little excited to think about it.

Time is peaceful and everything is so beautiful.

But the good times didn't last long. Before the New Year was over, the joy of going to Lingyan Pavilion had passed, and a bolt from the blue came from the news: Wei Zheng, it's no longer possible.

Qin Hao was in a bad mood when he heard the news, because in his memory, Wei Zheng had a whole year of life before he died. He persuaded Wei Zheng to retire and join the Federal Reserve in the hope that he could live longer after ignoring the common things. However, some people may be born to fight, and they can hold on for a long time with a breath of true energy in their stomachs. Once the true energy is discharged, they will never be able to make a living.

When the galloping horse came to Wei Zheng's mansion, he was almost dead. The imperial doctor had been seeing him for several times, but he could not see the reason. The so-called imperial doctors these days rely on most of the diseases to treat them, but in fact, most of them cannot be seen. The truly successful traditional Chinese medicine doctors will have nearly a thousand years after the completion of the compendium of Materia Medica in the Ming Dynasty. If they cannot be cured well, they will depend on their lives.

Obviously, Wei Zheng belongs to the group of people who are not very lucky.

Qin Hao came and knelt down in an instant, because Wei Zheng had been ill for a long time for a while, so his family was somewhat mentally prepared. Although they cried sadly, their emotions were actually quite calm. After all, people always had to be born, old, sick and died. Wei Zheng was 63 years old this year, which was definitely a death in the Tang Dynasty.

On the contrary, Qin Hao, because he always believed that he would live until next year, was stunned for a moment, his mind was gone, and his eyes were also lost.

Master Pei said, "Master, Zhenheng is here. Look at him, don't you have something to say to him?"

Wei Zheng's breath was very weak, and his hands were as haggard as if they were withered. Qin Hao hurriedly knelt in front of the bed and held his hands tightly, but he was already a little weeping.
Chapter completed!