Great Tang's Talented Little Landlord

Li forgot to worry and fell asleep, but none of the ministers spoke.

Li Eryi's old face was even darker and became the bottom of the pot.

An Neng is so powerful that I can't be happy! What's the meaning of this? Li forgot to worry about how he could bow down to serve Quan GUI, so that he couldn't smile?

Li Er is the most powerful person in the world. What Li forgets you just wrote is a glance of contempt for Li Er.

What do you make the careful Li Er think?

It was just pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey. He didn't leave any face for Li Er.

But also shouted what "the son of heaven calls not to get on the ship, claiming that his minister is an immortal in wine", how arrogant!

Li Er didn't immediately let the bodyguard in to drag Li forgetful down and chop him to death. It was magnanimous.

A group of Ministers present were also shocked by the last two sentences of Li forget worry's poem. Yu Shinan sighed in his heart that Ziyou was in great trouble!

Only Xu Jingzong felt that the sky originally shrouded in dark clouds seemed suddenly bright and happy in his heart.

Li forget worry, Li forget worry, you are looking for your own death! Looking at Li forgetting to worry when he fell asleep, Xu Jingzong couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth.

"Erlang..." empress Chang sun wanted to comfort, but she was stopped by Li Er.

"Guanyin maidservant, don't say much. Since this son doesn't want to break his eyebrows and bow down, I won't force him, and let him have a happy face."

Li Er said that, ignoring others, pulled his face, stretched out his hand to hold Changle, turned and left.

Empress changsun sighed helplessly, turned to the ministers and the Duke of the Kingdom and said, "Your Majesty is angry, and the palace doesn't say much. Please take care of Li Xiaolang. Anyway, you just heard your Majesty's words and asked Changle to call Li Xiaolang his brother. You can't do some things your majesty can do. Don't make any suggestions."

Her meaning was understood by all the officials present, and she quickly bowed to the empress changsun: "Your Highness is serious, so it's natural that the officials won't do much."

Empress Chang sun was beating the officials to tell them not to forget Li Er's worries because Li Er left angrily.

For this Li Xiaolang, empress Chang sun is also angry and happy.

Angry with his ignorance, I like his talent.

Li Er was annoyed by Li forgetful's poem, and she couldn't refute Li Shimin's face. However, out of the heart of love, it is also a proper thing to beat the officials and let them maintain Li forgetfulness.

Empress Chang sun's words did make many people with different thoughts accept their thoughts, but as the empress said. Even now Li Er is angry with Li forgetful, but their surname is Li.

As the saying goes, you can't write two Li characters in one stroke. In case you're smart enough to kill Li forgetful, Li Er thinks of the Li Qilin son. It's still him.

Even Xu Jingzong restrained himself a bit and thought carefully. At least he wouldn't put the idea of cleaning up Li's worries in the open.

"It's very pitiful for the palace to hear that this son's parents have both died." the eldest grandson queen looked at Li forgetful, who fell asleep, and touched her baby. She couldn't help feeling the love of her mother.

"Well, let someone send the child away. Please keep it secret. Your majesty will decide today."

Yu Shinan shook his head and sighed. He could only ask his attendants to take out Li forgetful, who was sleeping soundly. He found the Niu brothers and told them to take good care of them.

The qujiangchi poetry fair finally broke up unhappily, but the name Li forget worry spread among the aristocrats and powerful officials in Chang'an city.

For the first time, Li Qieyou made a deep mark in the prosperous Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago.

However, at this time, Li forgot to worry, but he only felt a splitting headache, dry mouth and sore throat.

"Water, is there water?" he moaned in a hoarse voice on his bed.

When Niu Wu heard his voice, he quickly poured out a bowl of water from the kettle on the low table and handed it to Li forgetful's mouth.

Like a dry traveler in the desert, Li forgot to worry greedily drank the water in the bowl, and then felt that his throat was a little relieved.

"Where am I?"

"Hostel." Niu Wu said with a smile, "Xiao Lang, you can't afford to drink. You're so drunk that you're completely unconscious."

Li forgot to worry that he was completely drunk. In his mind, he only remembered that he seemed to be drinking by a stream by the Qujiang pool. He didn't know what happened behind him and how he came back.

"Erlang, is the poetry meeting over?" he asked hurriedly, remembering the poetry meeting. However, Yang Zuan made himself have to take the first place in the poetry meeting. As a result, he was greedy and delayed, and completely forgot.

"It's over, Xiao lang. you really have a talent. You're the top of the poetry club." Niu Wu grinned.

"Really? Are you sure it's me?"

"Can that be false? An old man came out and told everyone himself. Who else can you be? Xiao Lang, you didn't see the faces of those scholars. Oh, ha ha, it's wonderful. A group of scholars in their twenties or even thirties lost to a teenager. They were ashamed to die."

Li forgot to worry about his headache and patted his head hard. What's more, the aftereffect of Datang liquor is quite strong.

"Then what? You brought me back?" Li forgetful asked.

"That's impossible. When my eldest brother and I were happy for you, we saw you were escorted away by two attendants. It's said that a noble man wanted to see you. Xiao Lang, what noble man did you see? Tell me."

You want to see yourself? There was a paste in Li's head, only a few vague shadows.

There seems to be some princess? Did you say you wanted to tip?

Princess?!

Li forgot to worry. There was a buzz in his mind. It's over. Isn't it the real princess Tang? I talked nonsense at that time, as if I were the "Princess" in the night scene of later generations

Is there a princess? Is there still Li Shimin and empress Chang sun?

Li forgets worry and recalls hard. He remembers that he seems to have written poetry. What did he write? Like a seafaring what? By the way, Haike talks about Yingzhou... I copied Li Bai's sleepwalking. Grandma Yin said goodbye.

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in his mind. Li forgot to worry and was stunned on the spot. He almost cried.

I won't win second place, will I? In front of Li Er and empress Chang sun, write the sentence "an Neng destroys his eyebrows and bows down to power, which makes me unhappy!"?

"It's over, isn't it over?" Li forgot to worry and muttered.

He slapped his mouth and drank Mao's wine?

Isn't this a mess? In front of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, I went to talk about how I could break my brows and bow down to power. I'm full.

Li forgets his worries and doesn't care if Li Er appreciates himself. He's afraid of offending Li Er and losing his life! Li forgot to worry that he had died once. He didn't believe that he could cross again after he died again.

"Xiao Lang, what are you talking about?" Niu Wu asked without understanding.

"No, nothing, Erlang, what after that? Me, what after me?" he asked nervously. He also raised his eyes to look at the door from time to time for fear that a team of first-class soldiers would rush in and take him away and throw him into prison.

"Later? Later, someone sent you out and told me to take good care of you with my eldest brother, and we brought you back to the hostel."

"Really? That's it? Didn't you say anything else?" Li Qieyou couldn't believe it. He even asked the Niu brothers to take good care of themselves. Didn't he write the last sentence?

"Really, can it be false?"

"That's good, that's good. By the way, what time is it now?"

"Shenshi, it's almost Youshi. Xiaolang, you slept all afternoon." Niu Wu replied.

That is, it's less than 5:00 p.m. after 4:00 p.m., it's still a little time before the twilight drum closes the door of the square.

Li Qieyou quickly got up from his bed, sorted out his clothes, took out the sketch drawn last night from the package, explained to Niu Wu and went out.

He plans to sell another painting and buy grain back to Dingzhou village tomorrow.

Chang'an city is too scary to stay here for a long time!