Datang: I am so happy to marry a disfigured princess!

Chapter 69 Lin Heng is remembered again

For several days after the engagement, Chang'an City was abuzz with discussions about Lin Heng's poems. Changsun Chong, who had already passed the limelight, was once again discussed by the public.

The oriole climbs the high branches with calm clouds, and the spring breeze is proud of the horse's hooves. Which one is good and which is bad? You can tell at a glance. It is clearly a poem expressing one's own pleasure and unrestrained freedom. When it comes to Changsun Chong, the theme has changed and it has become a poem of self-pity. .

Although the whole sentence is simple and clear, the difference between good and bad can probably be seen by even a child.

After all, a game has become popular in Chang'an now, which is the scene where the farmer humiliates the powerful son Changsun Chong, which makes him very happy.

Since the day of the engagement, Lin Heng has been staying in Linjiazhuang during this period. He is too lazy to go out and wander around. He just practices swordsmanship.

The sword skills rewarded by the system are as powerful as a tiger when opened and closed. If it weren't for the bonus of the force value these times, it would be really difficult to control it.

Nowadays, Lin Heng's sword skills can already cause several bursts of air-breaking sounds at will, but the specific combat power needs to be tested with someone.

After Lin Heng finished demonstrating a set of sword skills, he was sweating profusely. His wife who stopped to watch immediately handed over a towel.

Li Ningxi seemed to have stars in her eyes. Looking at her lover in front of her, she felt unable to move her eyes away: "Lin Langjun, wipe your sweat."

Lin Heng laughed after taking the towel and asked Li Ningxi: "Why do you have time to come here every day these days? Your Majesty doesn't stop you?"

Li Ningxi shook her head: "Father, they no longer restrict my travel. Ning Xi comes here again and again because she wants to see Lin Langjun. Lin Langjun should not be annoyed."

Hearing this, Lin Heng grabbed Li Ningxi's hand and said, "You don't know. I really wanted to see you two days before the engagement, but His Majesty wouldn't let you. He only asked me to send you a food box. Now I can see you every day. I'm happy." It’s not too late yet.”

Li Ningxi felt a little happy in her heart: "How about Mr. Lin prepare delicious food for Ning Xi?"

Lin Heng smiled and nodded: "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine, as long as Lin Langjun does it."

Hearing this, Lin Heng laughed dumbly: "You are posing a problem for me."

After thinking for a long time, Lin Heng thought of a roasted suckling pig dish. If it was this dish, it would be very good in terms of taste and texture, and Li Ningxi had never eaten it before.

Just do it, and a lucky guy in the pig shed was chosen. As soon as he resisted and tried harder, and howled louder, Lin Heng was already sharpening his knife.

On his deathbed, the little pig heard Lin Heng's words of salvation without sadness or joy: Rest in peace, this is the butcher's knife of fate, you can't avoid it.

Seeing this, Li Ningxi held her stomach and laughed for a long time, which made Lin Heng, who was not embarrassed at first, feel awkward and uncomfortable.

Finally Lin Heng threatened: "If you laugh at me again, I won't give you a bite of this pig meat and let you watch and eat it!"

Li Ningxi immediately pretended to be calm: "Well, Ning Xi didn't mean to laugh, just...cough."

Then he couldn't help but laugh again. Lin Heng could only prepare the roast suckling pig while being laughed at.

After roasting for nearly two hours on medium-low fire, a fragrant roasted pig came out. The golden and gorgeous appearance attracted Li Ningxi's eyes. She just felt that Lin Langjun's roasted dish was really good.

Lin Heng cut it open with a smile and put it on Li Ningxi's plate. The latter picked up the chopsticks with a serious face.

"Rest in peace, this is the sentence of fate and your final destination!"

Lin Heng twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Li Ningxi maliciously. The latter shrank his neck and said confidently: "I think it's very appropriate, isn't it? Xiaozhu, does what I said make sense?"

One thing that Lin Heng was very puzzled about was that Li Ningxi would always do some strange things when she became active. For example, the little pig that had just been sentenced had many fates, which were different from normal people's thinking.My little wife must have learned bad things from someone.
Li Ningxi picked up a piece of golden and crispy pork and put it into her mouth. With the crackling sound of the skin, a rich aroma melted from her mouth.

Li Ningxi said with happiness on her face: "It's delicious!"

Lin Heng rolled his eyes: "If you laugh at me again, you won't be able to eat anything."

Li Ningxi blinked her eyes and said extremely innocently: "What is Langjun Lin talking about? Ning Xi doesn't know."

Okay, my little wife can already act stupid in front of him!

When Lin Heng was about to say something, Li Ningxi suddenly said, "I heard recently that a Turkic envoy is coming to Chang'an."

Hearing this, Lin Heng didn't care: "Isn't it time to pay tribute during the New Year? What are you doing here so early?"

"I heard that there was a snowstorm there last year and many cattle and sheep froze to death. Many people in the grassland depend on cattle and sheep for their livelihood. I guess I want my father to help me."

Above the court hall, all the officials looked solemn.

"The Xuanxi Turkic Envoy is here to meet you!"

As soon as the sound fell, a crowd of people came outside the palace. They were envoys from the Turks.

When they met Li Shimin, several people expressed their respect for Li Shimin with the highest Turkic etiquette.

"Dear His Majesty the Heavenly Khan, upon the order of Si Yehu Khan, we forward this memorial to His Majesty the Heavenly Khan."

Several people knelt down and held the memorial in front of them. Seeing this, Li Shimin sent someone to bring the memorial over. When he opened it, he saw that it was written by Khan Si Yehu about the Turkic area.

Last October, there was a huge snowstorm in Turkestan. Countless cattle and sheep were frozen to death in the cold winter, and a lot of food was gone. Now there are only some stocks in many places in Turkic, and there are no cattle, sheep, etc., so I want to request Li Shimin's help.

Li Shimin glanced at the few people who were kneeling respectfully by His Highness, then looked at the memorial and said loudly: "The Turks are our allies of the Tang Dynasty. Since there is such a chaos, we, the Tang Dynasty, naturally cannot sit idly by."

The envoys immediately thanked them after hearing this, and then Li Shimin continued: "But on the Turks, there seems to be some changes in recent days. I don't know if it's your Turks or the grassland tribes. The defenders on the border have been there again and again. Saw you crossing the border.”

In this regard, the leader of the mission, Muda, said: "Those were Karaji and Kipchak troops. After we heard about it, we immediately sent people to stop them from harassing the people of Tang Dynasty."

Li Shimin snorted softly upon hearing this, then looked at the ministers and said, "Do you have anything to say about this?"

At this time, you cannot talk about having no money, and assistance must be given. After all, the son has suffered, and the father must give him some benefits. But assistance cannot be said to be how much it is, it depends on the situation.

Dou Jing slowly said: "Your Majesty, I think that we don't understand the damage done to the Turks yet. Someone needs to see it in person before deciding how to assist and how much to assist, so as to maximize the benefits to Daofan State officials! "

Everyone also agreed. To put it bluntly, it actually depends on how much you have lost, and then how much assistance will be given to you depending on the situation. I can never give you [-] guan if you kill a cow, right?
When Li Shimin heard this, he also nodded and looked at the messenger: "What do you think?"

Many Turks looked at each other and then looked at the leader, Muda. The latter paused and then said: "The Tang Dynasty cares about us, so naturally it should be so."

At this time, Changsun Wuji was watching everything in front of him with his hands down, his eyes unwavering.

On a mission to the Turks?
That's a good idea.

(End of this chapter)