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Chapter 7: All the ministers in the ring, eight fights are not as good!

"Ma Zhou? Xue Li?" Li Ke was filled with mixed feelings and secretly wrote down these two names. The one that the Supreme Emperor could ask him to go and find must be the heroes of the times.

The Supreme Emperor has a very good ability to look at people.

The happy thing is that the emperor's grandfather promised him to join the army from now on. Apart from the Supreme Emperor, he really couldn't remember who could help him.

What is lonely is that if the Supreme Emperor succeeds, then from then on he will live away from the prince's life in the deep courtyard and the high walls...

Long pain is worse than short pain!

Li Ke still understood this very clearly, bowed deeply to the Supreme Emperor and said, "Ke thanks for the mercy of the emperor. If he had fame and title for a day, he would never forget the emperor's kindness."

The last sentence he said was very heavy.

In the palace, there were very few people who were good at his previous dynasty, including his mother, Xiao Mingyue, Eunuch Zheng, half of his father...

Now I have to add another person in my heart, that is, the Supreme Emperor.

The less caring a child is, the more he will cherish every hard-earned family affection.

"Good kindness? There is no need."

The Supreme Emperor took Li Ke's hand, and his cold hands curled up like a helpless kitten. He straightened his palms slightly and said lightly: "What your father said is not unreasonable. Joining the army has always started at the age of fourteen. Your age is indeed a little lighter..."

Hearing this, Li Ke's heart suddenly became a little cold.

"But..." Li Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth, bent down and picked a spring chrysanthemum, pointed at it, and said in a deep voice: "The road is a step by step. A flower must first have flower seeds, and then soil, sunshine, moisture, and temperature. Only when the spring breeze blows, can the flowers bloom slowly."

"Grandpa Emperor's intention?" Li Ke silenced and raised his head to stare at the eyes of the Supreme Emperor.

"If you work hard, God will never let you down. Three thousand Yue Jia can swallow Wu."

After singing this poem softly, Li Yuan crushed the spring chrysanthemums with his fingertips, threw them into a dangerous hole in the rockery, and said, "Just relying on memorizing military books, I want to stand out in the army... and even master the possibility of this army is more difficult than climbing to the sky!

If someone has kindness to Ma Zhou, you just need to point out that someone asked you to come and said that he had the chance to kill the world, he would definitely follow it.

Although Xue Li from Longmen County has never met, his military skills are no less than Li Yaoshi. However, he is a poor family and lacks someone like Han Qinhu to support him. You are born noble..."

Speaking of this, Li Yuan stroked his forehead, thought for a while and said, "With this help from civil and military officials, Ke'er, you... the chance of survival will be greater."

Looking at the back of the Supreme Emperor leaving, Li Ke was in a turbulent mood.

Living? What does it mean?

His eyes touched the northeast corner, where... Xuanwu Gate.

………

The side hall next to Liangyi Hall.

Li Shimin and several prime ministers sat on the Hu bench respectively. At this time, it was not for court, and there was no need to follow the etiquette of the ancients. Sitting was much more comfortable than kneeling, especially for the two old prime ministers, Gao Shilian and Xiao Yu.

Of course, the Hu bench at this time was more comfortable than a few years ago, and looked more like the Taishi chair in later generations. It is said that this Hu bench was circulated from the medical school.

"How could Chang He, the general of Zhonglang, write such an article? Although it is more ordinary than other case files, it is not something he can write, and it is registered." Li Shimin laughed dumbly and said to Wang Zhen who was serving on the side.

"Your Majesty's test questions are really strange. Even if you are a scholar with talent and knowledge, it is difficult to understand the meaning of the holy. Therefore, although the words are gorgeous, they are tasteless and just like chicken ribs." Fang Xuanling stroked his beard, shook his head and smiled slightly, and threw a case file into the wastebasket.

There were hundreds of court officials attending the banquet. Even though the emperor could finish the review, the effort was really too great, so the prime ministers worked together.

"This is..." Du Ruhui suddenly picked up a case file, carefully reviewed it for a moment, then knocked on the desk with his hands rhythmically, and sighed for a long time: "This is really a sigh, and no one must do if they have a broad mind."

After saying that, when everyone looked at him, he looked to the far right of the case file and found the seal of the Eastern Palace.

"The prince is indeed very talented. Cao Zijian thought that this was the case!"

Hearing this comment, Li Shimin couldn't sit still. He walked to Du Ruhui's side and gently picked up Li Chengqian's case file from the desk.

The brushwork is clear and the handwriting is beautiful, which is the composition of flying white. The writing is like a meteor passing through the sky, some are like speedboats rushing to the water surface, some are like cliffs and waterfalls flying, some are like weaving thin lines, and some are like women's hair fluttering in the wind...

The upward movement will definitely have lower results. As the prince, it is normal for the prince to use the flying white body to make the emperor happy.

Li Shimin naturally knew this again. If others were inevitably criticized as kitsch, but when he arrived at the prince, he would only sigh that he was filial and generous.

But the writing style on the case file is not the theme of today, but the content of the writing.

"Duke Zhou was afraid that Wang Mang would not usurp the time of the message. This sentence was good, not bad..." Li Shimin chanted a few words softly, nodded and said.

"This poem is a test question that fits Your Majesty's test, Dan happened to be the name of Duke Zhou." Changsun Wuji said with a smile.

Li Chengqian is his nephew. Now the position of crown prince is as stable as Mount Tai. As an uncle, he should add another fire.

"So... can you add this exam? " Gao Shilian nodded.

The crown prince is the Eastern Palace, the crown prince of a country. Even if the articles written are mediocre, he still has to strive to maintain his rank. What's more, the crown prince's literary talent is so outstanding now, so there is no other meaning.

"This statement... is too early!" Li Shimin was happy. Although he was convinced that he was the head of the prince's case, he still said humbly: "What Chengqian thought and thought was still young. How could he speak lightly about national affairs? Let's take a look at the case files of other ministers and princes first."

After saying that, he sat on the bench again and looked carefully. The writings of the martial officials were naturally ordinary, and many people were outstanding on the civil officials, such as Wang Ji, the disciples and other talented men.

Although it was a prosperous era from Zhenguan to Tianbao for more than 150 years, the prosperous era of poetry did not appear in Zhenguan, but it had to wait until the reign of Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty.

The poets of the early Tang Dynasty were still in the exploration stage.

In a short while, the case file of the fourth son of the emperor Li Tai was found. Although Li Tai was also extremely talented and talented, he was naturally inferior to Bai Juyi's poems.

Since there are pearls and jade in front of you, the tiles and stones become boring.

While discussing, Li Shimin flipped Li Ke's case file again, and was shocked and sighed: "This son has the talent of the world. He can assist the three dukes in advance, and he can retreat to the land of a state. He can be surrounded by officials, and he is not as good as the eight-double ministers!"
Chapter completed!
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