Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Chapter 1213 Cooking Wine on Heroes

Li Qinzai has a very close personal relationship with Li Zhi, and it has little to do with Li Qinzai's previous achievements.

There are so many heroes in the Tang Dynasty, does Li Zhi call all of them brothers and sisters?

The hero will only let Li Zhi treat each other with courtesy and reward him as a national scholar, but the friendship in private mainly depends on his personality and whether he suits his appetite.

Thanks to his rich experience as a social animal in his previous life, Li Qinzai knew what to say, what not to say, what to do and what not to do in front of the leader.

In Li Zhi's view, such a courtier has a good temper, as if there is a kind of tacit understanding in nature, like-minded friends can be friends, Li Qinzai is such an interesting and knowledgeable friend, it is difficult for the emperor who has always been lonely not to have a personal friendship with him.

In particular, the dishes made by this friend are so delicious, and the feng shui in the village is not good, and cows often break their legs...

After everyone exited the Anren Hall, Li Zhi relaxed and sat cross-legged in front of Li Qinzai with his shoulders slumped.

The sitting posture is not good, but Li Qinzai knows that this is Li Zhi's most relaxed state. Just now in front of Liu Rengui and Hao Chujun, Li Zhi is the emperor of Wan Chengzhi, but now in front of Li Qinzai, Li Zhi is just a heartless friend .

"Everyone is gone, what secrets does Jing Chu have to report?" Li Zhi asked.

Li Qinzai smiled: "I have nothing to do, I just think Liu Shizhong's presence is too intrusive. I think His Majesty is not pleasing to the eyes. I will help His Majesty find a reason to send him away."

Li Zhi was stunned, then laughed loudly: "As expected of Jing Chu, haha, great job! Yes, I hate Liu Rengui very much, if I hadn't been too big-hearted and too lazy to care about him, this old guy would have been exiled to pick peaches in Lingnan long ago How can we allow him to babble endlessly in front of me all day long."

Li Qinzai sighed sincerely: "Your Majesty is as broad-minded as the sea and tolerates the world. Liu Rengui's being a minister before His Majesty's rank is a blessing from his previous life."

Li Zhi said complacently: "That's right, Jing Chu's words won my heart deeply. I am not modest enough to say that how many people can have such a benevolent and tolerant emperor like me throughout the ages. Just relying on my heart, they are enough to enshrine Zen. Talk to God."

Li Qinzai sighed: "It's a pity that Liu Rengui didn't appreciate His Majesty's tolerance. He thought that all Ming emperors throughout the ages should accept harsh words. He is probably uneducated and doesn't read history books. For a tolerant and benevolent emperor like Your Majesty, he has counted thousands of times." In the year, there are only Emperor Taizong and His Majesty."

Li Zhi's eyes were shining brightly, he and Li Qinzai had a long friendship, but Li Qinzai's words today deeply scratched his itch, which made Li Zhi suddenly feel like a rare confidant.

"Jing Chu's words, I take it very seriously. Today, you and my monarch and ministers will imitate the elegance of the ancients, and come to a hero who cooks wine and talks about it. How about it?"

Li Qinzai was a little hesitant: "Your Majesty, the injury has not healed, and your Majesty's old illness is not suitable for drinking. I am afraid that this matter..."

Li Zhi said displeasedly: "I'm not afraid of death, what are you afraid of? Sitting in a wheelchair all day and ostentatiously passing through the city, and after two or three months, I still think I'm seriously injured. I don't even bother to tell you."

"Come here, serve wine, serve food, call Taichang Temple to sing and dance!"

Li Qinzai defended in a low voice: "I'm really seriously injured. I was shot in the knee by an arrow, so I can only sit in a wheelchair every day..."

Li Zhi said perfunctorily: "Okay, I understand, stop talking nonsense and have a drink."

While the palace people entered the palace with wine and dishes, Kabuki dancers from Taichang Temple also appeared on the stage one after another, dancing to the melodious and melodious silk and bamboo string music.

Sitting together, Li Zhi and Li Qinzai started drinking too.

After a few glasses of wine, Li Zhi became a little excited, and his expression became turbulent. A pair of malicious eyes kept lingering on the beautiful Taichang Temple maiko.

Li Qinzai was very calm, and he didn't dare to look at the dancing posture and beauty of the maikos.

Taichang Temple Kabuki, in theory, is the country's women who perform songs and dances on important occasions. They are innocent. Usually, the songs and dances performed are grand and formal ritual dances, such as offering sacrifices to the heavenly family, celebrating the triumphant return of soldiers, and farming season Harvest and other major festivals.

But when the emperor entertained his courtiers or foreign envoys, Taichang Temple Kabuki would also play, and even when the emperor drank alone, Kabuki would dance to add to the fun.

Taichang Temple Kabuki has strict etiquette rules on when and when to sing and dance, but the rules are very flexible. The only criterion is whether the head of the family is obsessed with women and whether he likes to engage in entertainment activities.

Just like the man in the previous life, if you are poor, you will have supper and barbecue, and if you are rich, you will be served in a private room.

The status is different, the consumption is different, but everyone's mood to find happiness is the same.

In good conscience, Li Zhi called kabuki for entertainment not many times, mainly because Liu Rengui, a courtier with no eyesight, stared at him every day, and Empress Wu, an inefficient woman, stared at him inside.

Li Zhi was tied up, and there was basically no happiness in the palace, so he attacked Mrs. Han and Mrs. Wei Guo.

People don't necessarily have Mengde addiction, maybe they really don't have the resources at hand and are forced to rush.

These days, if there is a job like an outsourcing agency, Li Zhi will not be able to take off.

Li Qinzai saw that Li Zhi was in a good mood today. In the dancing postures of the stunning maikos, Li Qinzai knew that Li Zhi had found happiness.

When the wine was half drunk, Li Zhi's face was already flushed, and he approached Li Qinzai and said, "Jingchu, there is an old man Liu Rengui in the court, you don't know how aggrieved I am, he has always admired Wei Zhengzhi's sages, and he always respects Wei Zhengzhi's sages, and often treats them with straightforwardness. Yen remonstrance is a self-proclaimed official, I'm pissed off!"

"When you are a minister, why do you step on my head to achieve your reputation, and set off me as a senseless and stupid king. Without you, Liu Rengui, I am nothing. The Tang Dynasty is about to perish, so I'll stop!"

Li Qinzai was also a bit over the top, and leaned closer to agree: "Your Majesty's words are true. The so-called Qingliu are all moral gentlemen who flaunt themselves. They always think that all the people in the world except himself are bad people. This kind of person is sick, seriously ill. Your Majesty quickly announces that the imperial physician will give Liu Rengui a pulse..."

Li Zhi laughed loudly: "That's right, he is seriously ill. I can't wait to prescribe a prescription for him personally, prescribe aconitum, arsenic, and red crest..."

The two monarchs and ministers whispered bad things about Liu Rengui behind their backs, and the more they talked, the more congenial they became. The two of them simply didn't even bother to appreciate the singing and dancing.

After a long time, Li Qinzai suddenly came to his senses, and said in astonishment: "Wait, Your Majesty, didn't we just talk about cooking wine and talking about heroes?"

Li Zhi was also stunned: "Aren't we talking about heroes just now? After talking about Liu Rengui for a long time, doesn't it mean that Jingchu feels that we haven't talked through yet?"

Li Qinzai was a bit over the top after drinking, so how do you talk about heroes by cooking wine?What's the difference between speaking ill of someone behind their back?
When Cao Cao and Liu Bei were talking about heroes together, it seemed that Cao Cao was also chewing his tongue behind his back. Heroes in the world are not good, and that ones are not interesting.

With a click, Liu Bei's chopsticks were scared away, and Cao Cao laughed sinisterly, well, I am the only hero left in the world, and this coward in front of me is not worthy.

Combined with the current situation, Li Qinzai scratched his head.

The definition of a hero by cooking wine...should be gossip behind his back, right?There was nothing wrong with the operation of the monarch and his ministers just now.

(End of this chapter)