Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

Zheng Zhengjin was dressed very simply, a simple black long-sleeved sweater, a pair of light blue jeans, and a pair of black sneakers. He had short hair and a mask on his face. At Li Shimin's invitation, Zheng Zhengjin had no choice but to follow him to the palace.

When they arrived at the palace gate, Abao was naturally not allowed to enter, after all, Abao was too special. Zheng Zhengjin even said to the guards guarding the palace gate: "This is my pet, he has a mild temper, you can help me watch him, he is very obedient."

The guard knew that the masked man in front of him was a killing god, so he nodded respectfully: "I understand. Please rest assured, Duke."

Zheng Zhengjin, Su Dingfang, and Yuchi Gong all entered the Taiji Hall.
Of course, before entering the hall, Zheng Zhengjin took off the mask covering his face, revealing his stunning appearance that was so charming that it could kill people.

The eyes of the people from the Five Surnames and Seven Families suddenly widened and they whispered, "Damn it, isn't that the prince consort?"

At this time, today's court meeting began.

As for why Zheng Zhengjin was not wearing his official uniform, damn, he just came back from a victorious battle and he didn’t even go home, who dares to say anything?

Zheng Zhengjin stood behind Li Xiaogong. The two looked like good brothers, and they were just about to invite each other to visit a brothel together.

Li Xiaogong said, "My dear Prince Consort, there is a courtesan in Chunfeng Tower in Pingkangfang. Do you want to go there after the court session?"

Zheng Zhengjin patted Li Xiaogong's shoulder with a smile and said, "I'm afraid it's not possible today. I have to go home to accompany my wife. Let's do it another day."

"Okay," Li Xiaogong nodded with a smile.

Li Shimin sat on the dragon chair with a smile, and then said: "I have said before that if this success is achieved, I will make Xian Guogong a king. I can't break my promise and gain wealth."

Li Shimin's confidants all knew that Zheng Zhengjin was a killing god. Damn, he killed more than 100,000 enemies. He was simply a butcher.

But some censors in the court didn’t know that he was conferred the title of king, and moreover, he was a king of a different surname.

Someone immediately stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I object. Our dynasty has no history of appointing a king with a different surname."

Seeing that Wei Zheng did not move, Kong Yingda forced himself to hold back and wait and see the result.

"Oh, then my dear, how do you think the Duke of Xian should be rewarded for his great contributions?" Li Shimin asked with a smile. In fact, he just wanted to see what bad ideas these censors could come up with.

Zheng Zhengjin patted Li Xiaogong on the shoulder, then asked with a smile: "Your Highness, did this old man take in a fifteen-year-old concubine a few days ago?"

Li Xiaogong's eyes widened: "You know all this?"

"On the day Xiangcheng and I got married, I heard people talking about it on the street. Aren't you curious? Tsk tsk, fifty years old, too cruel." Zheng Zhengjin was really speechless about old man Zhining.

Li Xiaogong smiled and whispered, "That's what scholars are like."

"Your Majesty, I think Duke Xian is unparalleled in combat power and should be stationed at the border to resist foreign enemies." Yu Zhining felt that his ability to guess the emperor's intentions was quite impressive. After all, which emperor could keep such a brave man by his side? Wouldn't he be afraid of a rebellion?
When Li Shimin heard this, his face turned dark. Then he looked at Zheng Zhengjin and blinked a few times, meaning, it's your turn to come on stage.

Zheng Zhengjin did not disappoint and stood up, "Your Majesty, can I ask this old man a question?"

Li Shimin said with a smile on his face: "Boy, ask ahead."

"Excuse me, old man, oh, no, your name is Yu Zhining, right? I want to ask you, did I dig up your ancestral grave? Why did you do this to me and Your Majesty?" Zheng Zhengjin's words were a huge accusation.

Feng Deyi was also unhappy with Zheng Zhengjin, and felt extremely unbalanced, thinking: "How can a young boy, whose hair hasn't even grown out, be crowned king? Why can't he be crowned king?"

Yu Zhining was angered by Zheng Zhengjin's words. What does it mean to dig up the ancestors' graves? He said angrily: "Your Majesty, it's unjust, the prince consort is unjust, I didn't cheat you. Please, Your Majesty, help me."

Li Shimin looked at Yu Zhining with interest. This man could be said to be the one who brought disaster to Li Chengqian. Although Zheng Zhengjin was not optimistic about Li Chengqian, he couldn't let Li Chengqian go down the old path.

"Boy, tell me." Looking at Zheng Zhengjin's expression, Li Shimin guessed that Zheng Zhengjin was going to put the blame on Yu Zhining.

“Your Majesty just said at the East Gate that you will not let the soldiers down, and I just got married to Princess Xiangcheng, and this old man wants me to go to the border. If Your Majesty listens to this man’s slander, it would be unjust. Your Majesty, this man wants to put you in an unjust situation. This will not only make me down, but also the generals.” Zheng Zhengjin was very ruthless in accusing him.

Yu Zhining was confused. He thought about it carefully and it seemed that he didn't mean that. Did he mean that?

"Your Majesty, I am wronged. I am wronged."

At this moment, the group of military generals looked at Yu Zhining without any sympathy. They believed that His Majesty would not do so. After all, if His Majesty really sent Zheng Zhengjin to exile to the frontier, they would all be heartbroken.

Cheng Yaojin stood up and said: "That's right, I, Old Cheng, knew that you scholars have read so much that your books have gone to waste."

Cheng Yaojin's words were like firing a map cannon.

All the readers were scolded.

Zhangsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Wei Zheng and others almost pointed at Cheng Yaojin and cursed him, but when they thought about the reckless character of the man, they turned around and pretended not to hear anything.

Li Shimin sat on the dragon throne and said, "Now there are still people who oppose, should I make Zheng the king?" Li Shimin thought, damn, if this kid becomes a prince, then his daughter will become a princess and a part-time queen consort.

Zheng Zhengjin looked at Li Shimin sitting on the dragon throne, and probably meant: "Are you serious?"

He immediately said, "Your Majesty, just give me a sinecure that doesn't require me to attend court. I can stay at home with the princess every day."

Li Shimin almost fell over with anger.

"In that case, I will confer upon you the title of Prince of Leisure. Since you like leisure anyway," Li Shimin said with a dark face.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace." Zheng Zhengjin smiled, and then stood behind Li Xiaogong again. Well, let's be honest, with his current status as the Prince of Xian, it really suits him to stand behind Li Xiaogong.

Yu Zhining was so angry that his teeth itched. They were civil officials, and suppressing military generals was their job. But now that Zheng Zhengjin had put a hat on him, he almost couldn't take it.

Sitting on the dragon throne, Li Shimin was still in deep thought.

A group of Confucian scholars below began to ask: "Your Majesty, I would like to ask how to deal with the tens of thousands of Turkic captives?"

Li Shimin said in disgust: "Then how do you think we should deal with it?"

"Your Majesty, I believe that our Tang Dynasty is a country of etiquette and that prisoners should be treated kindly." Feng Deyi jumped out to make trouble.

Seeing this, Zheng Zhengjin asked Li Xiaogong, "Your Majesty, is the court always so chaotic?"

Li Xiaogong nodded: "There are always a few bad apples in it." (End of this chapter)