I directed the Xuanwumen Incident

Chapter 583 Turkic Khan Dancing, Lingnan Chief Chanting Poetry!Li Yuan died with a smile
Li Yuan recalled the past.

Everyone was listening very seriously at the moment, nodding their heads from time to time and answering a few words.

At this moment, both Li Shimin and Xu Fenglei deliberately lowered their sense of presence, making Li Yuan the real protagonist of the banquet.

This is what Li Yuan wanted most.

Since the Xuanwu Gate, all eyes have been on his son Li Shimin, but he can only leave the stage sadly.

But today...

The feeling of being watched by everyone is back!

so good!
"I have always felt that my greatest role is to give birth to a good son."

Li Yuan patted Li Shimin's shoulder, and said with a gratified face,
"Erlang, originally Dad thought that you were only good at fighting, and that you might be lacking in governing the country."

"But you have proved with your actual actions that you are not only good at fighting, but also good at running the country! From the first year of Zhenguan to the present, in almost nine years, you have brought about earth-shaking changes in the Tang Dynasty!"

"Although I am in the palace, I can feel all of this..."

"You are born to be an emperor!"

When Li Shimin heard this, a humble look appeared on his face.

"It's all good father's teaching. As Xu Fenglei said, the son is just standing on your father's shoulders."

He respectfully said,

"Without the father laying the foundation, there would be no son today, and no Tang Dynasty today."

Li Yuan nodded slightly, obviously, he also benefited greatly from these words.

When everyone present saw this scene, there was only one word in their minds——

The father is kind and the son is filial.

Yes, father is kind and son is filial.

Everyone deliberately forgot about the Xuanwumen Incident, and Li Yuan, the Supreme Emperor, had only one son, and this son was the wise and mighty current Emperor.

"Erlang, you have to manage Datang well, so that our Li family's foundation will last forever..."

Li Yuan slowly closed his eyes, with an indescribable tiredness on his face.

This scene seems to be explaining the funeral.

"Father, please rest assured, your son will definitely."

Li Shimin said firmly,
"The Tang Dynasty is bound to last forever, and the country will last forever!"

"Don't worry!"

According to what Xu Fenglei said, at least it has been almost 300 years!If this kid can really extend Datang for 100 years, it will take nearly 400 years!

This is not bad, at least it is not a short-lived dynasty.

Listening to his promise, Li Yuan nodded slightly, waved his hands slowly and said:
"Okay, okay, I don't like things that are too lively, enough noise today."

"I'm tired, I want to rest...you all retreat, all retreat."

The voice became more and more tired.

He seemed a little afraid of the cold, and curled up inside.

Li Shimin remained calm, looked at Xu Fenglei, and asked for his opinion.

"His Majesty the Supreme Emperor."

Xu Fenglei said suddenly,

"Actually, I have prepared a program."

"I think, your old man may be interested."

Li Yuan was already exhausted, and endless fatigue hit him.

But when he heard Xu Fenglei's words, he barely opened his eyes, revealing a gap.

"Oh?"

he said,

"have a look."

He still had some expectations for this kid.

clap clap!

Xu Fenglei clapped his hands, and the musician started playing again, but in a different style.

The pace has picked up, making people feel like riding a horse in the wilderness.

But at this time, there was no dancer coming out, but a fat body came up and began to swing his body clumsily.

"what……"

Li Yuan laughed, pointed at the fat man and said,

"Jeli Khan!"

"You're so fat! You can't dance well even if you're good at dancing."

"Erlang, I remember when this Jieli danced in the fourth year of Zhenguan. Although he was big and big at that time, he danced very smoothly and beautifully."

"But now...hahaha..."

Li Shimin and everyone present couldn't help laughing.

"It can be seen that the diet of our Tang Dynasty is so good. This Xieli eats and drinks all day long. Isn't he a fat pig?"

he joked,

"A fat man can be flexible, but a fat pig can't."

"However, he is a former Turkic Khan, so you can just take a look at it and enjoy the picture!"

With that said, Li Er glanced at Xu Fenglei.

Calling Jieli Khan to dance for Li Yuan... This kind of thing, only Xu Fenglei can think of it!
However, the effect seems to be good.

At least, the father was amused.

"Hey...hey..."

After one song, Jieli Khan stood there panting heavily, and his whole body began to break out in a cold sweat.

If five years ago, he could still dance.

Now I am really powerless, my whole body is out of coordination, and my physical strength can't keep up.

But there is no way.

If the Supreme Emperor wants to see it, how can I, as a prisoner, have the right to refuse?
It can only be a hard-working performance, just to make Emperor Li smile.

Think about it, he is also a failure in life, and it is also sad.

"Xie Li, your skill has regressed!"

Xu Fenglei joked,

"I'm afraid I haven't practiced dancing these years? That's not okay."

"You don't have anything to do now anyway, why don't you just think about how to dance well and pass on this skill."

"In this way, you can also leave your name in history!"

When Jieli Khan heard the words, he smiled mischievously.

"The grand master made fun of it. What kind of skill is this? It's nothing more than a pastime."

He arched his hands,

"It is indeed unfamiliar, please don't blame the Supreme Emperor and His Majesty, don't blame..."

Li Yuan nodded.

"I don't blame you, it's not easy for you to finish the dance."

he laughed,
"Fat and funny."

"Come on, give the reward."

The maid on the side came forward with a plate.

"I... I don't want a reward."

Jieli Khan waved his hands again and again, saying,

"Thank you too much, I don't want a reward."

"Give these things to someone else."

He felt very uncomfortable at the moment.

Do you really think of him as a dancer?Just get a few ingots of silver and send yourself away?

The poor don't get what they get, their pride makes him disdain to take money!
"Hehe, that's fine, that's fine..."

Li Yuan was in high spirits at the moment, but he didn't think too much about it, and said,

"You can rest for a while."

"I'm too old and can't dance anymore, otherwise I will dance with you later."

Hearing this, Li Shimin immediately opened his mouth and said:

"Father, you can dance if you want to. My son will support you later, and you can swing twice!"

"It doesn't matter how you dance, the main thing is the atmosphere! Just be happy!"

Li Yuan was slightly moved.

He...it is true that he hasn't danced for many years and has exercised his muscles and bones.

That kind of joy is indeed nostalgic.

clap clap!

Xu Fenglei clapped his hands again at this moment.

Among the crowd, a person came out.

Judging by his appearance, he doesn't look like a Central Plains man, but he is not a grassland barbarian either.

"Who is this person?"

Li Yuan wondered,
"Father, this person is the son of Lingnan Feng An, Feng Zhidai."

Li Shimin explained,

"Feng An is very talented. Under his governance, the southern border has been pacified, and there is no trouble in the south of the Tang Dynasty."

"This time, he sent his son to visit me in Chang'an. This Feng Zhidai is also quite talented and good at singing poems."

"You asked him to chant one for you?"

Li Yuan was stunned.

"It turned out to be the son of the Lingnan chief."

He smiles brightly,
"Okay, okay, come on!"

Feng Zhidai standing in the middle looked a little unnatural.

He's good at chant poems, he can't even speak Tang Mandarin very well!
This evil grand master insisted on him performing this show!
These two days, in order to practice this poem, he didn't sleep all night!
Mainly practice pronunciation...

"My minister, Feng Zhidai, sing a song for His Majesty the Supreme Emperor..."The Turtle Lives Long""

Feng Zhidai took a deep breath, tried his best to control his mouth, let it speak the nice Mandarin of Tang Dynasty,

"Although the tortoise... lives long."

"There is still time."

"Teng...a snake rides on the mist, and turns into ashes in the end."

"Old man, with aspirations for thousands of miles...the martyrs are in their old age, and their ambitions are endless."

"..."

He has tried his best to control his mouth, but the official speech is still a bit lame.

In the end, Feng Zhidai chose to play badly.

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His half-Mandarin, half-Lingnan version of "Gui Shishou" was finished under the strange eyes of everyone.

Many people covered their mouths and laughed lightly.

"This Lingnan person...doesn't he learn elegant accent?"

"Yeah, what he said later was a mess. If I hadn't learned this poem, I wouldn't know what he was reciting?"

"Don't you think...he looks like a monkey?"

"Hahaha, it's really similar!"

"..."

There was a burst of discussion, which made Feng Zhidai's face a little ugly.

He was frustrated, angry, and wronged.

I don't know how to recite, I have to recite if I am required to recite, recite and recite badly, evil and evil will not...

"Not bad."

Everyone laughed a little bit, but Li Yuan showed a smile and said,
"Although the tone of voice is a bit strange, the emotion is still in place, and I can feel it."

"Datang is a huge country, and there are people who speak any language. No one should use language to laugh at others."

"No matter what language is spoken, what we ultimately want to hear is not the language itself, but the connotation in it."

With a few words, the sarcasm on everyone's faces disappeared.

Li Shimin nodded again and again.

Even Xu Fenglei was a little surprised at the moment.

This Li Yuan, the older he is, the better he is. He can say anything with such a pattern.

Not bad.

He is worthy of his status as the Great Tang Emperor.

The fact is just like what Li Yuan said, no matter what language he speaks, as long as he regards himself as a Tang person and recognizes and learns the culture of the Tang Dynasty, then he is no different from everyone present here.

This kind of inclusiveness and openness is undoubtedly the atmosphere of a big country.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Listening to Li Yuan's words, Feng Zhidai was so moved that he was about to cry.

He didn't expect that Li Yuan would say such words, which comforted his heart that had been severely hit.

I'm a monkey?

You unqualified people who laugh at others are monkeys!
"Old man, with aspirations for thousands of miles, a martyr in his old age, full of ambition..."

With a smile on his face, Li Yuan said,

"This poem is really good."

"I will be 70 years old after the Chinese New Year. It is said that seventy is rare in life. Logically speaking, living to this age is enough."

"But in my heart, I feel that life is not enough, no matter what..."

"Look, look at this Great Tang! Now it's so powerful..."

"One is the northernmost Turkic Khan; the other is the southernmost Lingnan chief."

"Now, they are all in front of me, one dancing and the other singing poetry."

"Haha, hahahaha..."

He laughed heartily, laughed heartily!
Xu Fenglei touched his nose.

At this time, if you play the song "Borrowing from the Sky for Another 500 Years" on your shoulders, it must be very appropriate...

"Come!"

"play music!"

"Erlang, let's dance together! Let's dance together!"

Li Yuan's cloudy old eyes lit up suddenly, he grabbed Li Shimin, and walked down, walking with wind!

Li Shimin: "?!"

He didn't expect... Where did the royal father get so much strength all of a sudden?
Just now, he looked like he was going to sleep when he was tired!
The musicians did not dare to neglect, and played the most popular Kucha music in the Tang Dynasty.

"Come on, come together!"

Li Yuan blushed and said cheerfully,
"I'm old, but I don't accept old age!"

"Come on! Dance!"

He began to twist his body to the rhythm of the music.

Li Shimin's addiction to dancing also came up, and he twisted together with Li Yuan!
The Supreme Emperor and the Emperor have started to dance, how can other people watch?They all joined the dance floor!

In an instant, Li Yuanshou's birthday turned into a dance party!

Xu Fenglei looked at Li Yuan and Li Shimin dancing there, his smile couldn't hold back.

Han people...there is no racial talent in dancing.

People from ethnic minorities who twist around casually are pretty, but here we are... very stiff and embarrassing.

However, embarrassment is embarrassment, happiness is the most important thing.

"Listen, why don't you go?"

Changsun Wugou asked with a smile,

"It's so lively, I want to go..."

Xu Fenglei laughed.

"I'm afraid of death...hahaha..."

he said,

"Just look at it, just look at it."

Changsun Wugou was a little puzzled.

She didn't know what the word 'social death' was, but... Maybe it was because this kid was thin-skinned?
She didn't think much, and turned to look into the dance floor.

At this moment, Li Yuan was draping Li Shimin's shoulders, his face was glowing red, and his body was extremely flexible.

It seems that at this moment, he returned to the age of 20!

But that kind of red light is obviously not normal.

His face was a little too red...

He was a little too excited...

"Listen, look at father, is there something wrong with him?"

Changsun Wugou said worriedly,

"Look at it?"

Xu Fenglei looked at Li Yuan and said softly:

"Back to the light."

"Ah?" Changsun Wugou was taken aback.

At this moment, Li Yuan on the dance floor suddenly stopped moving.

"Erlang, you have to...you have to live a good life."

"Your mother... she is cursing, she came to pick me up, she came..."

He spoke softly, and the red light on his face suddenly disappeared.

Before Li Shimin could react, Li Yuan's eyes were slowly closed, and he fell limply in Li Shimin's arms.

"Father?"

"Father?!"

"Father!!!"

At the end of the eighth year of Zhenguan, the Supreme Emperor Li Yuan died at the age of 69.

(End of this chapter)