Li Er of the Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Xie is here!

Chapter 165 Jianwen, start!
  Well... Regarding Zhu Laosi's question, let's not rush for a moment.

Over there, Lao Zhu and his wife beat the child really hard. Zhu Ping whined and turned into Tom after being beaten.

After beating Zhu Chong, it was Zhu Fan's turn. After beating him to the point of aesthetic fatigue, it was Zhu Chong's turn again.

Highlight a Zhu Ping Squat, Zhu Ping Squat, Zhu Ping Squat and finish Zhu Fang Squat.

Zhu Fang was really miserable. The beating he received was completely incidental, and his real anger was completely aroused by Zhu Fang.

He regrets it now. He regrets it very much. Why did he come over to watch this fun?
  It's okay now. Not to mention the beating, I can't even eat delicious food.

He lip-synced at Zhu Biao and Zhu Di, his silent roar deafening.

"Leave some for me!"

After Lao Zhu and his wife vented their anger, Zhu Fan immediately jumped up and rushed towards Zhu Biao.

"Brother..." He looked at Zhu Biao longingly.

Zhu Biao sighed and handed the half-eaten popcorn to Zhu Fan.

He also wanted to continue eating, but stupid Ou Doudou was staring at him with big watery eyes... Forget it, let's give it to him.

Zhu Fan happily ate popcorn and completely forgot about the beating just now.

Queen Ma had left at some point, and when she reappeared, there were several people carrying food boxes behind her.

"Hey, come on, dear brother, brother Li, let's try our sister's cooking." Lao Zhu immediately greeted the two of them to make up for their meal.

I didn't eat much at the banquet just now. I don't know why, but since my sister went to Fengyang, our Lao Zhu's appetite has also declined.

"Brother Li, look at Sister-in-law Zhu, and then look at your wife." Li Qing looked at Brother Li with a look of disgust, "Since we met now, why haven't I seen my sister-in-law cooking a meal?"

"Your sister-in-law knows how to make lotus seed soup, and the food she makes is unpalatable." Lao Li said of a bitter melon-looking woman, "Every time she brings me a bowl in the middle of the night, she says I can't stop eating it..."

At this point, Lao Li's face turned into a flower with pain.

It looked really unpalatable, and Li Qing couldn't help but mourn for Lao Li in his heart.

"It's also for your own good, brother. It's better not to let you suffer like this..."

"Brother Li, Niu, Brother Li." Li Qing gave a thumbs up.

"They are all home-cooked dishes. Chongba likes to eat the food I cook, so I built a small kitchen in the palace."

Queen Ma served a bowl of porridge to Li Qing and said, "Try it, this is porridge made from Shanxi millet."

"The millet in Shanxi is good for people, eat more, eat more..." Li Qing shook his head and praised.

The unlucky three brothers have been sent back home, and only Zhu Biao stayed to eat with a table of elders.

"Brother Li said before about the matter between Princess Xincheng and our little twelve, we don't think there is a problem!" Old Zhu happily drank his porridge, "We remember that you have a daughter, the Princess Jinyang? We remember She has the most words in the biography of Princess of the Tang Dynasty."

"Sizi?" Lao Li scratched his chin.

"Si Zi can't do it." Li Qing immediately said righteously.

Lao Li turned to look at Li Qing, his eyes as if he were seeing someone born.

"My dear brother, isn't this bad? Sizi is only nine years old this year..."

"What are you thinking!" Li Qing was angry, "I want Si Zi to be so good, you must keep it for my son!"

"Okay! It's settled!" Lao Li said it without saying a word, "Let's keep kissing! I think it will work!"

"But your son..." He looked at Li Qing hesitantly, "You have a baby. Don't forget that Si Zi will be eighteen or nineteen years old by then, and your son hasn't been born yet..."

"Don't worry, Brother Li. Isn't it good to have a good upbringing since childhood?" Li Qingqi glanced at him sideways, "Besides, there are brothers here, are you still worried about the age difference?"

"Yes!" Lao Li was suddenly overjoyed: "I forgot that my good brother is an immortal. His age doesn't matter!"

"Then you and Third Sister should stay close to each other when you go back. There are many young talents who are eyeing Si Zi."

"..." Li Qing glanced at Lao Li with disgust.

"Eat quickly. After eating, let's go to Jianwen Dynasty together." Li Qing began to urge, "Save some energy and give Zhu Yunzhen a good beating."

"Then if you say so, we won't be sleepy anymore." Lao Zhu said immediately, "You bastard, we must beat him up, that son of a bitch!"

After saying this, Queen Ma was about to say something, but suddenly remembered that Zhu Yunwen was the son of the unmarried Lu family.

There seems to be nothing wrong with calling Ms. Lu a bitch, after all, this woman is quite suspicious.

……

In the first year of Jianwen, Beiping Mansion.

"Hey, have you heard? King Yan is crazy!"

People in the market were whispering and discussing the most popular anecdotes.

"That's not what it is!" A woman who looked to be in her fifties curled her lips: "Your Majesty is really cruel. How many months has Emperor Hongwu passed away? His bones are not even cold yet, yet he can't wait to deal with him. Uncles, take action!"

"Who says it's not the case!" another vegetable seller nearby spat: "We common people all know that when Prince Yiwen was alive, the brothers were so good. But now it's not so good. His son He actually did such an unforgivable thing, this little bitch just can’t do it!”

"That's right, His Highness King Yan has guarded the border for the country for many years. I won't mention the credit. Then we have to mention the hard work, right?" The aunt just now stroked the vegetable leaves in her hand: "Let's just say, do a good job. People are driven crazy! They say that the Tian family is ruthless, but no matter how ruthless we are, we still have to be reasonable, right? Let me tell you, King Xiang is really miserable, what a filial child, being tortured alive like this My eldest nephew was forced to commit suicide!"

"I heard..." The vegetable seller looked around and saw no suspicious people around, then said, "I heard that our current Emperor Jianwen grew up with King Xiang back then. , the two of them are only three or four years apart, and King Xiang always took care of him back then."

These words aroused the curiosity of the people around him, and they immediately gathered around and asked all kinds of questions.

"Huh? Is it?"

"Really? Oh, how could he do it..."

"So cruel, so cruel!"

"I heard from my son, what did King Xiang learn...ah, what he learned was Lu Meng who attacked Mr. Guan back then. He had soldiers pretend to be caravans and weapons were hidden in trucks." An old man beside him shook his head. Pu Shan said: "He just appeared outside Prince Xiang's Mansion without anyone noticing, and killed someone who was caught off guard!"

"Who is King Xiang? He is my favorite son after the daughter of Empress Xiaocigao. He is good at literature and martial arts, and he is very handsome! I heard from my son that this King of Xiang is usually good at fighting. Our people have killed many barbarians, but unlike those of King Qin, we have not done anything harmful to the people, and we often give things to the poor!"

"Ah? Such a good prince, why did you force him to death?"

Hearing the unfamiliar voice beside him, the old man turned around and saw a kind-looking old farmer. He didn't think much about it, but curled his lips and said, "Aren't you those rotten scholars in the court? One is called Qi Tai and the other is Huang Zicheng. , the two of them are like dung beetles and bed bugs - why did they go together!"    "Hey, tell me, we are from out of town and don't know about this kind of thing." Zhu Yuanzhang, dressed as an old farmer, asked the old man: " Those few stinky Confucian scholars can really interfere in national affairs?"

"Isn't it a bad idea of ​​a few of them? To cut down the vassal vassal, my son said that is to cut down the vassal, that is to kill the vassal!" The old man said angrily: "Emperor Zhu has a spirit in heaven, I'm afraid he will be angry. come over!"

"In our opinion, those stinky Confucian scholars are just a nuisance." Lao Zhu said viciously: "If he really doesn't want to cut down the vassal clan, no matter how much others try to persuade him, it will be useless!"

"Hey, what you said makes sense." The old man held a big tea bowl and praised Lao Zhu: "It's still his own problem! No matter what others say, it's just interference. The one who really makes the decision is himself!"

Just as Lao Zhu was about to speak, there was a burst of noise from over there.

"It's broken! Your Highness, Prince Yan, is here!" A shout came from not far away.

As his words fell, the extremely familiar voices of Lao Zhu, his wife, and Zhu Biao came from afar, from far to near.

Compared with the voice in memory, it has a bit more vicissitudes of time.

"Hahahaha...hahahaha..." The voice laughed like crazy: "Heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, listen to my orders! I am the son-in-law of the Jade Emperor! The Jade Emperor is my father! Hahaha..."

Wherever he went, vegetable leaves and fruits flew together, and mud dots were all the same color.

"Is it the fourth child?" Empress Ma said worriedly. She stood up and was about to look, but was held down by Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Don't make any noise." Lao Zhu whispered to Queen Ma: "Let's see what's going on first?"

After all, Zhu Di is the King of Yan, and even if he is crazy, he is not something that ordinary people can afford to offend. Everywhere he went, there was chaos. Princess Yan Xu Miaoyun followed worriedly, and a group of royal officials held money in their hands to compensate the people. Anyone whose food basket was hit or whose table was turned over will be compensated double.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to stop me?" The unkempt Zhu Di, with a cabbage leaf hanging in his hair, pointed crazily at the old man standing in front of the vegetable basket: "My father is the Jade Emperor, and my mother-in-law is the princess in heaven. How dare you stop me?" Hit me? I’m asking for a beating!”

As he said that, he rushed forward. The old man didn't dare to stop him, so he had to get out of the way and let Zhu Di harm his food.

"Old man, you are scared." After Zhu Di went to the next place to cause trouble, Xu Miaoyun quickly stepped forward, took out a few taels of silver and handed it to the old man who was still scratching his head.

When the old man saw the money in his hand, he immediately felt relieved. But he looked at Xu Miaoyun with some scruples and did not dare to reach out to take it.

"Old man, don't worry, His Highness is just crazy, but as his princess, I cannot sit back and watch the people suffer in vain." Xu Miaoyun said sternly.

Lao Zhu looked at his daughter-in-law and said to Queen Ma with satisfaction: "This daughter of Tiande looks a bit like you."

"As the saying goes, if you don't belong to the same family, you don't belong to the same family." Although Empress Ma said this, her eyes were still staring at Zhu Di's retreating back, with worry that could not be hidden in her eyes.

After a while, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Oh no, why did His Highness King Yan run into the pig pen!"

"What?" Zhu Biao couldn't sit still anymore. He immediately stood up and walked over there.

At this time, Zhu Di was crawling in the pig pen, holding a skinny black pig like a dog in one hand, not caring about the eyes of the people around him.

"My Pegasus!" Zhu Di whimpered excitedly, turned over and rode on.

As a result, the thin pig couldn't bear his weight at all and fell to the ground with a squeak.

"It's useless!" Zhu Di cursed and kicked the pig on the butt.

After kicking the innocent pig away, he looked around, looking for something that could make the show a little better.

Soon, the pig trough appeared in his sight.

He crawled over, not caring how dirty the contents of the pig trough were, and reached out to scoop them out.

The sour smell of pig food hit his nose, and instinctively a stream of sour water came up.

no! Can't spit it out... Zhu Di thought fiercely, for the sake of Miaoyun, for the three brothers Gao Chi, and for the people in the He family, he had to hold back!

It seems that the battle between heaven and man takes a long time in the heart, but in fact it only happens in a moment. Having made up his mind, he put the pig food in his hand into his mouth without hesitation.

"Mmm...mmmm...it smells good!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, two neatly dressed people looked at each other and turned away with satisfaction.

Seeing the two of them leaving, Xu Miaoyun began to arrange for the guards of Prince Yan's Mansion to clear the place.

This play will be over if it is played again.

She looked worriedly at her husband who was pretending to be crazy and acting foolishly in the pig pen, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

His man was a noble man from Tianhuang. He had guarded the border for the country for many years, which made Beiyuan frightened. How had he ever suffered such injustice?
  Xu Miaoyun wiped her tears and looked up to see a few people who had not left yet. She couldn't help but frown and stepped forward to persuade them to leave.

As a result, he saw the familiar face of the man in front of him.

"too……"

"Fourth daughter-in-law, you have been wronged." Queen Ma stepped forward and held Xu Miaoyun's little hand.

Xu Miaoyun couldn't help but choked up and sobbed silently in Queen Ma's arms, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered these days.

Zhu Di, who was in the pig pen, did not see what was happening here. He did not dare to raise his head for fear of revealing some flaws and being spotted by Zhang Bing and Xie Gui's people.

He lowered his head and gnawed on the bad pancake in his hand, devouring it as if it was a delicacy. But his stomach was already churning, and if it weren't for the faith of his family supporting him, he would have vomited it out.

"Fourth..." A familiar voice sounded beside him.

Zhu Di suddenly raised his head and looked at the voice in disbelief.

The man had his back to the morning sun, and the faint morning light shone on his body, outlining an outline that was radiant but not blinding, as warm and mellow as his temperament.

That was the face he had dreamed of in his dreams countless days and nights.

Just as friendly as I remembered from my childhood.

"Big brother?"

The bad cake in his hand fell to the ground.

"The fourth child,"

Zhu Biao stretched out his generous palm and spoke in a gentle yet powerful voice.

"Let's go home."

(End of this chapter)