Chapter 247 Identity exposed!Li Fei leaves?
Five hundred households in a small town may not sound like much.

But who is Persimmon?

A little-known girl with no background or identity was suddenly deprived of her right to eat. What was going on?
There are records in the history books that Princess Changle of the Tang Dynasty, who was frightened by Li Er in her hands, originally had a settlement of [-] households.

But she is the eldest daughter and a princess!

"Is there still a ban? What kind of ban?"

Thinking of this, Li Fei couldn't help but become more curious: "What happened? Why did Li Er become so generous?"

Records of Li Er in history have mixed praise and criticism.

But Li Fei is not a fan of the Tang Dynasty. His views on this era and Li Er himself are extremely rational.

The rule of Zhenguan was indeed attributed to Li Er.

But what happened behind the scenes, including killing his brother and forcing his father, even marrying his sister-in-law, changing the eldest brother's epitaph, trying his best to hide Li Yuanji's achievements, and uncovering those dandy things...

Li Fei disagreed.

Although this world is somewhat different from the historical Tang Dynasty, Li Fei still maintains his self-ration.

"Master, you don't know yet, hehe!"

"This is all due to you. Persimmon was in the limelight at the dinner, silencing His Majesty, the Queen, and several ministers!"

"Master, please teach me how to write poetry in the future!"

Li Xueyan felt confused when she thought of the two poems Persimmon said at the dinner party.

Although she likes to practice martial arts, she also has considerable cultural heritage.

But when it comes to writing poetry, that's far from it.

"What poem?"

Li Fei was stunned.

Du Mingyue was at the side and said quickly: "Sir, you just wrote two poems on the table a few days ago!"

"The names of those two poems are called 'Compassion for the Farmers'."

While talking, Du Mingyue also looked at Li Fei with admiration, stars almost popping out of his eyes.

At the same time, after Du Mingyue opened Persimmon and recited a poem, Li Er and the ministers from all walks of life recounted their reactions.

Li Fei suddenly became ashamed.

Brother Li Shen, time is also destiny. You don’t know where you are at this time. Let me use this poem to pretend to be a comparison!

Li Fei also didn't expect that just two ancient poems that appeared in primary school textbooks would make Li Er and the ministers think about it and combine it with the current season.

"Ok."

"It's impossible to learn to compose poetry. It won't be possible in this life. You should practice the Fire Dragon Spear skill taught to you by your master. It won't be worse than composing poetry."

With a dry cough, Li Fei took out the Master's Majesty.

This girl has a lot of thoughts. She has seen the beauty of poetry, and now she wants to learn how to write poetry?

Du Mingyue pursed her lips and laughed. Seeing Li Xueyan's angry look, she smiled and said: "Sir, Persimmon has also been given a title, called Jinyang..."

"what?!"

This time, Li Fei was stupid again.

In less than half an hour, Li Fei felt that he had been shocked many times, and his mind was a little hard to turn around.

"What title? Jinyang?"

"Which Jinyang?"

Du Mingyue was stunned, and then said: "It's Jinyang. The Queen said that from now on, Persimmon will be the princess of Jinyang..."

Princess Jinyang?

Li Fei was stunned for a moment. After searching for a long time in his mind, he couldn't find such a prominent figure as Princess Jinyang in the Tang Dynasty. He couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't this wrong?"

"Under Li Er's knees, the eldest princess is Chang Le. Doesn't Chang Le also have a younger sister, Princess Jinyang?"

Princess Li Mingda of Jinyang, whose nickname is Sizi, is correct.

"what?"

"I...I don't know either."

"It doesn't seem like it?" As soon as Li Fei said this, Li Xueyan and Du Mingyue suddenly panicked, their expressions changed, and they said quickly.

Oh my God, how did the young master know that the princess had a younger sister?
However, Xiao Sizi is obviously lost!
Although I have found it now, how did the young master know it?
Li Xueyan's reaction was not much different. At this moment, her expression changed repeatedly, and finally she said quietly: "Master, don't you know?"

"The little princess was lost a year ago, and her whereabouts are still unknown. It seems that there was news not long ago..."

While talking, Li Xueyan peeked at her master's expression, and her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up.

Master, please ask!

The disciple is also forced to have no choice, it's time to show off his skills!

Before returning, Changsun Wugou called the three girls over and explained them in detail.

Among them, he vaguely mentioned the loss of Si Zi to Li Fei, because if it were delayed any longer, it would be too late!

"Sizi is lost?"

This was the first time Li Fei heard the news, and he thought to himself, this Tang Dynasty is really different.

Even if the princess can be lost, there really is no one else.

But then, his eyes fell not far away, where Persimmon was staring at Song Jiang forging iron, and he couldn't help but laugh: "No wonder, Persimmon Sizi, Li Er thinks that Persimmon is their lost little princess, right?"

Li Fei couldn't help laughing when he thought of this possibility.

how can that be possible?
There are so many people in the world and the population system of the Tang Dynasty is imperfect. How could such a coincidence happen?

"Uh……"

Li Xueyan was stunned by her master's words.

Suddenly, she didn't know how to speak.

How to say this?
Can we directly identify Persimmon as Sizi and her original identity as the little princess of the Tang Dynasty?
The master obviously didn't believe it. If he said it like that, wouldn't it be messed up all at once?
"Haha, that's really funny."

"Okay, Mingyue, you just came back. It's time to take a rest and tidy up the house when you have time."

"Xue Yan, you have been idle for so long yesterday. Have you practiced your spear skills yet?"

"In two or three days there will be the Imperial Capital Conference. Do you have a chance to win? Do you want to compete with me?"

Looking at the two women, Li Fei said with a smile.

"Uh... well."

"No, Master, I'm going to practice shooting right now!"

Du Mingyue left, and Li Xueyan also noticed that the master's tone was wrong, and hurriedly left the place as if running away, and found a corner to practice marksmanship.

Seeing that the two women were busy with their own tasks, Li Fei nodded with satisfaction.

I walked around in the yard, played with Persimmon, and spent the whole afternoon leisurely.

In the evening, after dinner.

Li Fei held the persimmon and sat on the roof looking at the moon.

"Persimmon, do you miss your mother and father?"

"Well... sometimes I want to and sometimes I don't."

"Then, if you find your mother and father, will Persimmon be happy?"

"Yes! When the time comes, he will be happiest when he is with his brother, mother and father!"

After a long time, Li Fei smiled slightly, hugged the sleeping persimmon in his arms, and gently returned to the house.

Du Mingyue and Li Xueyan were already asleep.

In the room, on the table, Li Fei was writing furiously.

After a while, fold what you have written and put it on the table.

Then, he took out a large box from the system space.

"Persimmon, my brother will come back to see you in a few days."

"Now, you are safe by your brother's side, but it is too cruel."

"You should have a peaceful life..."

(End of this chapter)

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