Datang start shocked Li Shimin

Chapter 93 The opportunity for the second step comes as scheduled
Li Shimin couldn't stand it anymore.

"Let's go, let's go, it's getting late, where is Zi'an, let's go back..."

Prince Ann:  …

Old Li, your road is getting narrower and narrower.

Don't you have the slightest bit of wink?

Didn't you see that Young Master Ben was hooking up with girls?
"Since this is the case, the old man will not stay any more, and you are welcome to come here often-"

The emperor wants to leave, but he doesn't dare to stay.

Kong Yingda saw that her wish had been initially fulfilled, she was in a good mood, and saw off the two with a smile on her face.

Prince Ann:  …

Old Kong, did I say I'm leaving?

Are you also so blind?

"Miss Ling'er, we'll see you later-"

The owner of the family has sent it out, and he can't rely on him to leave.Prince An Yi reluctantly waved goodbye to the girl, and almost threw out a sentence of Sayanara.

Li Shimin threw his whip fiercely, leaving faster than he came.

If I knew this earlier, I couldn't bring the boy here today.

Kong Yingda, this old man, is really cunning and cunning, but I thought he was a righteous gentleman!
For the first time in history, Li Shimin didn't eat dinner at Wang Zi'an, so he hurried back.Don't say anything, hurry back to the palace to educate and educate your daughter, if you don't work harder, this concubine will really fly.

Changle, it really can't be done, Aye can only give up on you.

While driving the carriage, Li Shimin wondered if there was any other girl in his family who could gain the attention of this stinky boy.

Wang Zi'an came back from the toilet and turned to look.

Hey!
The garlic sprouts by the stove are gone!
Two jars of fruit wine and a jar of Erguotou were also missing under the table!

No wonder I couldn't even find the porcelain jar of Sheng Dongpo's elbow that day. It seems that in all likelihood, this old boy has passed away.

Sure enough, the little white face has no good intentions.

Lao Li, you are a dog-like person. You can't learn well from Lao Cheng, that old guy.

……

The twilight is all around, and from far to near, Chang'an City is slowly immersed in the night.

And everything that happened at the Kong Yingda Poetry Conference began to gradually ferment and spread in the dark night. Under the deliberate promotion of people with a heart, various versions were formed.

But Wang Zi'an's name has been completely resounding.

The most typical performance is that the singing of the various brothel Chu halls that night was replaced by a few poems written by Wang Zi Anxin.

Pingkangfang is full of melodious singing, here is "Heaven Street is as moist as a light rain, the grass looks close but there is nothing...", and there is "Ping Chang's hatred and joy is less, willing to love a daughter with a smile..." , especially the latter, is especially loved by guests.

Big guy, who doesn't like such a pretentious tone.

In Changxing Square, the palace.

Wang Tong knelt straight on the ground, his face pale.

Patriarch Wang Yan's eyes flashed with anger.

"Just because of a trivial old grudge and some unnecessary quarrels in the past, you can compete with people at the Confucius family banquet regardless of your dignity? How do you make people think of my Wang family's children, our Wang family's face will make you lose face It's over!"

Feeling the Patriarch's anger up close, Wang Tong's face turned pale and his body shivered.

"What happened today, do you know what went wrong?"

Wang Yan calmed down the anger in his heart a little and looked at this rather talented young man in the clan.

"You shouldn't be against that Prince An..."

Wang Tong's face was pale, and he was not stupid. Now he calmed down and thought about it, the reason why he was so out of control was because he was tricked by others.

It's one thing for Wang Zi'an's dog thief to deliberately tease him, but Cui Zihao's dog thing didn't have any good intentions. He was being used as a gun by someone.

"Looks like you still don't understand."

Looking at Wang Tong with a miserable expression, Wang Yan couldn't help sighing softly.

"Even if Wang Zi'an has some talent and knowledge, what can he do? The left and right are just the son of a country rich man. Our Wang family wants to take care of him, and we have every opportunity to take care of him. What's the difference between cleaning up a stray fish? You are wrong, you are wrong. Yes, I have a frizzy temperament, and there is no peace in my heart-"

When Wang Tong heard the words, his body suddenly shook, and he slammed his head on the ground deeply.

"Thank you for your teaching, my nephew knows it's wrong!"

"Well, go down and reflect on it, you are not allowed to go out for a month."

Looking at Wang Tong's lost back, a clan elder could not help but frown slightly.

"That Wang Zi'an dared to humiliate the children of the Wang family in public. It seems that he did not take our Wang family seriously. How can we sit back and watch him be so arrogant and arrogant--"

"Don't be impatient - this son is now famous, and he has the righteousness of caring about Li Shu. Don't move lightly, not only can't move him, but also help him..."

Wang Yan gently put down the tea cup in his hand and commanded lightly.

"Tomorrow, let the younger generation in the clan go out, bring some clothes and food, and help those refugees. Our Wang family is a family that accumulates kindness. …”

This is a similar scene, quietly staged everywhere on this night.

……

Early the next morning.

An unprecedented spectacle appeared on the streets of Chang'an.

Those aristocratic sons that ordinary people didn't even dare to think about on weekdays suddenly lost their unattainable halo, and walked into the midst of the people with an amiable face in their usual scholarly robes.

They behave politely, smile warmly, carry all kinds of new or old clothes and bedding, or bring steaming steamed buns. When they see the homeless victims, they gather around them, greet them, send money and gifts, and welcome them. The sound of many thanks.

However, in today's Chang'an City, where are the most refugees?

Of course, it is in front of the major grain stores.

The rest were all recruited by the ugly girl from the Cheng family.

This piece of shit!

Is it possible that the little man came out to send a kindness, and he had to go to a place like the east of the city where birds don't shit?
There are close, why choose far, right?

As a result, the gates of the major grain stores were overcrowded.

The homeless people who were in charge of queuing up to buy food were also very confused. What was the situation? In the blink of an eye, he became a sweet pastry, and he was scrambling to give things away.

The clothes are so warm, and the rice is so fragrant.

Where can these refugees even bother to buy food?
Many people squatted on the ground and ate on the spot.

Suddenly, the smart boy's eyes lit up and saw the opportunity.

"Come on, you all go to the side to eat first, and I'll buy food for you!"

It can help the refugees without having to go around talking to these stinky refugees. The most important thing is that after buying, you can also take the opportunity to pour out the food to chat with Princess Changle next to you.

I'm so smart, so beautiful!
Looking at the scene in front of him, the chubby "elderly grandson" could not help clenching his fists secretly, and a look of horror and admiration flashed in his eyes.

That prince is indeed a talent that His Majesty values.

It's a magic trick, and it's predictable!
The opportunity for the second step has finally arrived as scheduled!

(End of this chapter)