The ministers' faces were pale, because they found out that these women were all their own daughters, but they stood up and shouted for donations, which was clearly a slap in the face of the emperor and them.

Fang Xuanling looked embarrassed, because he heard his wife shouting loudly, and Lao Fang suddenly heard that his wife also believed in Lu, no wonder he would be so angry about Lu Niang's affairs.

Not only Fang Xuanling looked embarrassed, but none of the ministers present looked embarrassed, the group of ladies opposite were their wives, I couldn't imagine that these ladies were so crazy today.

Li Shimin's face change is the most unique.

The emperor was first unhappy because he was confronted by the queen, and then he was annoyed and angry by Doudou and others, and then after these noble ladies came out, their faces were obviously red, and this redness was not because of shame, but because they were so angry that they were about to explode.

The emperor of a country can be called the emperor of the ages, and Li Shimin has been getting old recently, but his temper is even worse than when he was young.

When the emperor is domineering, even if he is wrong, he doesn't want to be blamed, although Li Shimin is good at admonishment, but that is for better governance, admonishment does not mean that the emperor has a good temper, for example, Wei Zheng is often hung on the list of people who must be killed by Li Shimin.

The reason why he did not kill was only because the emperor restrained himself with strong self-control.

But that doesn't mean the emperor will like those who accuse him.

And yet today, at this moment, by the fire.

Li Shimin was slapped in the face repeatedly, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

Just when several old ministers thought that the emperor was about to burst into thunder, things suddenly took an extremely subtle turn.

But not far from the camp, a group of children ran over, each of them with a branch in the crotch of their pants, and kept patting the branch with their hands when they ran, and made a childish sound of 'driving, racking, driving'.

It's a child's thing, imitating the movements of an adult riding a horse.

There are dozens of children in a group, including underage princes, underage princesses, children of meritorious families of the country, and young sons under the knees of the commander.

The leader is a little boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who is Doudou's son Xiaoshi.

The children followed the small stone and rode the branches, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded Li Shimin.

"Grandpa Huang, I have something good to donate......"

Xiaoshi was very bold and hugged Li Shimin's thigh.

At this time, Li Shimin was about to show a thunderous jump, although he had agreed in his heart to help Han Yue reward the people of the world, but the emperor still had to deter the people who contradicted him before doing anything.

I can't take it lightly.

You're right, but you're not doing things the right way.

Even if I agree, I'll have to speak first.

If you come to force me, then you have to be shocked.

His momentum had already been brewed, and his face even had a cold color.

However, Xiaoshi hugged his thighs and looked up at his expression with a small face, and Li Shimin didn't know why, he actually subconsciously bent down to touch Xiaoshi's head, and laughed: "Yes, yes, my eldest grandson also wants to donate things?" Awesome, you're much more sensible than your father. ”

As the emperor spoke, he didn't know that he had a hint of flattery on his face, he squatted down and looked at the small stone, and said in a soft voice that would never be aimed at the minister: "Show the imperial grandfather, what good things does my grandson want to donate?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the many children again, and exclaimed in an extremely exaggerated manner: "Wow, so powerful, the stone has become the king of children, leading so many children to meet him." Not bad, much better than your dad......"

Intergenerational pro!

See you again!

In the eyes of grandpa, a grandson's fart is fragrant.

The ministers present were dumbfounded, and the ladies were also dumbfounded, everyone looked at each other, and a thought suddenly flashed in their minds, and they said secretly with a strange face: "Is this Your Majesty?" Is it His Majesty the Emperor? ”

Li Shimin didn't care about everyone's reaction, and continued to squat there to please Xiaoshi, the smile on his face was called gentle, and he kept instigating: "Good grandson, take it out and show it to the imperial grandfather, what are you going to donate, let the imperial grandfather see what kind of treasure it is." ”

"It's a poem I wrote!" Xiao Shi proudly puffed up his little chest and said loudly: "The words taught by my mother, the sentences taught by my father, and then I practiced a hundred times by myself, and then I transcribed the most satisfactory one." ”

"Really? My grandson already knows how to write poetry? Li Shimin exaggerated and shouted, and said hurriedly: "Hurry up and take it out and show it to the imperial grandfather." ”

Xiao Shi smiled shyly, pointed out the emperor's language and said: "It's not a poem I made, it's a poem I wrote, didn't you hear it clearly, Grandpa Huang?" The words are taught by the mother, and the sentences are taught by the father......"

"Oh oh, it's the imperial grandfather who heard it wrong, don't be angry." Li Shimin had a little emperor temper somewhere, and half-squatted there to apologize to the child.

Xiao Shi nodded, and took out a piece of paper from his arms very cherished.

Li Shimin took over, proudly held it up and recited it aloud, and said: "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered, the wildfire is inexhaustible, and the spring breeze is born again?" Uh-huh, this is the emperor's killing, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, ahhahahaha, yes, yes, the good grandson has actually started to learn the ** king's heart technique......"

Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, suddenly stood on tiptoe and snatched the paper, and shouted urgently with a twisted expression: "It's wrong, it's wrong, this one was not written by me, it was written by Li Tianying." Now that I am the eldest brother in the family, and all of their homework must be handed over to me for inspection, my grandson forgot to put it at home for a while, and put it in his arms along with my poems. ”

He said in a panic and put the paper into his arms, and then rummaged in his chest for a long time, then carefully took out another piece of paper, proudly handed it to Li Shimin and said: "This is what I wrote, my grandson wants to take it out and donate ......."

"Good! As long as it is a good grandson's thing, the imperial grandfather will definitely give a big price. ”

Li Shimin chuckled gently, raised the piece of paper again and recited it aloud, and said: """Compassion for Nong", on the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops are in the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work. …… Who is not corrupt in the country has never been passed down through the ages. But because of the tears of the people, hunger and cold are as fierce as tigers......"

The emperor was stunned when he read this, and said in a daze: "These seem to be two poems? Pieced together into a piece of meaning! ”

Xiao Shi was very proud, and said loudly: "It was put together by Sun Er himself, and I think the people are very pitiful." Grandpa Huang, don't blame your father for being good or not, I will sell this poem to you, and then exchange money for it and donate it to the poor people. You also know that my grandson is not yet an adult, and my mother doesn't give me pocket money. ”

Li Shimin's eyes kept flashing, staring thoughtfully at his eldest grandson.

Then he looked at Li Tianying next to him and asked, "You wrote the song just now, right?" ”

Li Tianying is known as the little tiger of the grassland, and he lived in the grassland with You You before the age of five, this little guy was not afraid of Li Shimin, and said loudly: "Yes, what if it was written by the grandson, what advice does the imperial grandfather have, if you are not convinced, let's talk about it." ”

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a little tiger of the grassland, and he dares to say to the emperor that we will talk about it.

However, strictly speaking, Li Tianying is not wrong, because he is now the little Khan of the steppe golden knife, and in terms of status, he is already the emperor, and he is the emperor on an equal footing with Li Shimin.

Speaking of which, even Han Yue is still just a prince, but one of his sons is already a Golden Sword Khan. Another daughter is about to leave for Silla and will soon inherit the throne of that country.

Li Shimin laughed, suddenly looked at Han Yue with great meaning, and said lightly: "The poem of the Heavenly Eagle is decisive in killing, the poem of the stone is full of compassion, the poem can show the heart, you two children can be emperors." ”

If you kill decisively, you can be a pioneer monarch.

Those who are full of compassion can be sages and emperors.

Han Yue was also thoughtful, his eyes subconsciously looked at his two children, and then he looked at the other five children, and suddenly said with emotion: "Erchen is busy all day, and he didn't even notice that the children have begun to shape their hearts, what the father said is right, it is indeed a thick stone, and the sky eagle is strong, I took advantage of the situation and recalled again, it seems that Jing'er's two children are heroic, Ling Xue's son is slippery, Jin Ling'er's girl is stubborn, and there are ......"

Suddenly shut up and didn't say anything, because the last child was born to Hou Haitang, and now that Li Chengqian and the ministers are there, it is inconvenient for Han Yue to comment.

Li Shimin glanced at him with great meaning, slowly spit out twelve words with deep meaning, and said with a solemn face: "Celebrate my Li royal family, the inheritance can be continued." ”

This is because the children have grown up slowly, and they can see from their hearts that they will definitely make a difference in the future.

At this time, Xiao Shi was still staring at Li Shimin with a small face, obviously waiting for the imperial grandfather to give him an answer.

Li Shimin suddenly stopped caring about Gu Hanyue, turned around and recited the poem of the small stone again, and said loudly: ""Compassion for Nong", on the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops are under the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work. …… Who is not corrupt in the country has never been passed down through the ages. But because of the tears of the people, hunger and cold are as fierce as tigers......"

The last four sentences are obviously not famous sentences, and some of them are not matched with style and rhyme, but Li Shimin gave a very high evaluation, and said loudly to all the ministers: "Do you hear clearly, this is a poem written by my eldest grandson, this poem is worth a thousand gold, and I want it to be praised all over the world." Fang Xuanling, come here......"

Lao Fang hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Your Majesty, please speak." ”

Li Shimin's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice: "Proposed purpose, this Tang imperial examination, the whole country has added a title, and the eldest grandson's "Compassion for Nong" will be used as a reference to see what the scholars will write after viewing." ”

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and said solemnly: "Anyone who can write a good impression, even if the other subjects are all wrong, will pass the test and be given the treatment of a royal child." ”

Fang Xuanling was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "If this is the case, wouldn't it be the son of the people who has the upper hand?" ”

The children of the people have lived in the people since they were young, and naturally they have a lot of feelings about the people's livelihood. This poem "Compassion for Nong" depicts the affairs of the poor people, and everyone from the poor family must be able to write from the bottom of their hearts.

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…… Chapter 6 of today's explosion, 19,000 words, ask for votes, just ask everyone to vote for me, reward or something, don't take it out and smash me, the landscape doesn't like money, I have a headache when I hear money,

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