"Your Majesty!"

Li Shimin took a deep breath, and then he tried his best to suppress the surging emotions and blood in his chest: "Kaifu Yi and the three divisions and the lord of the founding county are ashamed to accept it." But the embroidered general, the general of Zhijiao, Weichen really didn't dare to stand it-"

It's just that before he could speak, Yang Guang asked in a cold voice: "Vilu Sha, are you trying to resist the decree?"

"Don't dare!"

Li Shimin immediately leaned over and bowed heavily: "Weichen is just worried that he is young and shallow, and he will not accept this position, please Your Majesty Mingjian!"

Yang Guang shook his head, but there was still a hint of ridicule in his words: "Aiqing, when you say this, do you think that I don't know anyone?"

Li Shimin looked helpless, and got up and hugged his fists: "The minister accepts the order, thank Your Majesty Longen!"

"That's right!"

Yang Guang is only this time, Long Yan Dayue: "It's true that Aiqing is young, in terms of talent and morality, any of these ministers in the DPRK and China is far better than Qing." But when it comes to dedication, loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness, it is not inevitable. So just rest assured that you will be the general of the embroidered clothes, and the general will sleep directly, if there is any dereliction of duty in the future, as long as Aiqing does not lose his loyalty, I will tolerate it——"

As he was saying this, someone outside entered the account and said, "Your Majesty, His Holiness Cyrodot has returned, waiting for His Majesty to summon you!"

"Is this coming back?"

Yang Guang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Master Xuanju Luo Duode is immediately informed!"

After that, he looked at Li Shimin again: "I'll get here here today, and then I'll go back and talk about it in detail." There are some things that I may have to rely on Aiqing. ”

The ministers in this tent couldn't help but be curious. I don't know what Yang Guang has to do, he needs to rely on Li Shimin, a hairy boy?

Some of them only felt that their eyes were hot, this Li Jiaerlang, who was only fifteen years old, had already been called by the Son of Heaven 'Aiqing' and 'Aiqing'.

- But this kid who has not dried up in the eyes of others already has such qualifications. Whether it is the founding county uncle, or the opening of the palace with the three divisions, they are all in the rank of the fourth grade.

If this is placed in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it can already be above the doctors, and he is one of the doctors.

As for the word 'Qing', adding the word 'love' is the Son of Heaven's affectionate title for all the important ministers close to him, which is a special honor. Many people in this tent do not yet enjoy it.

In Li Shimin's heart, he was also puzzled by the words of the Son of Heaven. However, since Yang Guang said that he would summon him in detail in the future, he could wait patiently. When the time comes, he'll be able to find out.

And just as he had gone away, and had gone out of the tent, he saw Cyrodus, carrying the pot, walking slowly from the opposite side.

This Zoroastrian altar Venerable seemed to recognize him, and actually smiled and bowed to him, and after Li Shimin saw this, his face was also slightly solemn, and he leaned down deeply to express his respect.

He didn't know much about this Zoroastrianism, and he didn't plan to have anything to do with this sect that was popular outside the territory, but the one in front of him, after all, was a rare great master in contemporary times, the top figure among the magicians, and he saved his life today, so Li Shimin couldn't be disrespectful.

But just as he got up, he saw that this Cyrodus was turning to look back, his face full of astonishment and bewilderment. It wasn't until a moment later that he smiled dumbly, shook his head and walked into the tent.

Li Shimin was secretly puzzled, thinking that something must have happened that was unexpected by this Altar Venerable, so that the latter could show such an expression.

It's just that although his curiosity has always been strong, he never wants to waste time and energy on things that have nothing to do with him, so although he feels strange at this time, he doesn't intend to get to the bottom of it.

After that, Li Shimin vaguely heard the words "there is a negative trust", "Qingming He Chongtian", and "Chen Taiwei" in the imperial tent. He didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly quickened his pace and hurried away.

And at this time, the Son of Heaven in the imperial tent was holding the handrail with his hand, and his face was full of mocking smiles: "In other words, the master finally let Chen Taiwei and Qingming He Chongtian leave safely?

Cyrodotus did not answer directly, his expression was neither arrogant nor humble: "Your Majesty Mingjian!"

This reminds me of the story of three monks who had no water to drink. Presumably, today's situation is similar?"

The Son of Heaven shook his head slightly: "It's just that I understand it too well, so I feel more angry and hateful, and I can't calm down." ”

"It's still a little different. ”

Cyrodotus replied calmly: "The monk has no water to drink, because he doesn't want to contribute, he just wants to get something for nothing." But today, we are waiting, but we want to fight for merit in front of Your Majesty, but we can't. ”

Only then did the Son of Heaven nod with a slightly gloomy face: "Great monk, you are very good at talking, no wonder my queen will respect you." ”

Then he changed his voice: "I am the Son of Heaven, and I have always had clear rewards and punishments! The reason why I and my three grandchildren were able to save the day and sit here today is thanks to the help of the master. I don't know what the master wants, I can repay it at my discretion. ”

"Fang Wai Savage is having a matter, and he has a request for the Great Sui Emperor!"

Cyrodus's eyes flashed slightly, rolled up the chin of his robe, and half-knelt down: "Please allow me to build a hundred temples in Zoroastrianism, and grant me three thousand." ”

The Son of Heaven's eyes couldn't help but condense slightly, glanced at the flower pot held in Cyrodot's hand, and then shook his head disapplausively: "Master, you are too greedy. Although I am stupid, I know that if I really do this, I am afraid that the world will be chaotic. ”

"Where did Your Majesty start with this?"

Cyrodotus looked puzzled: "The doctrine of my Holy Religion of Light has always exhorted believers not to do all evil, to pursue all good, to abide by human ethics, and to lead people to good. It has been more than 30 years since the beginning of the fourth year of the Emperor's reign, and my Bright Holy Sect has entered the land of Middle-earth. The total number of believers in Kanxi and Henan is no less than 100,000, but the disciples in the sect have always obeyed the law, and the taxes and labor of the imperial court have all obeyed. ”

"Unless that's the case, where in my world, can there be a place for your Zoroastrians? But now the total number of degrees granted by Taichang Temple to Buddhism and Taoism is only 20,000. And there are less than 1,000 temples and Taoist temples registered in the official government. Master, you are unceremonious, you want a hundred temples in one breath, and three thousand, what do you think of Buddhism and Taoism?"

When the Son of Heaven said this, he snorted softly: "I think it's definitely not a good thing for you Zoroastrians?

Cyrodotus looked helpless and compassionate: "Your Majesty, do you know that although my disciples in Middle-earth are based on honesty and are gentle and frugal, they have been repeatedly oppressed by the Great Sui government, and whenever they are taxed, they often have to pay one to two percent more than others. I only hope that the believers of gods and religions in various places can have a place to worship the gods of light and preach scriptures, so that they can guide believers to bathe in divine grace and enter the holy realm of light after death. ”

"Then, let you have a basis to preach the doctrine of Jiaojiao, and gather believers, so that you can gather people to make trouble in the future, and don't take the government in your eyes, right?"

The Son of Heaven said indifferently, and when he saw that Cyrodotus seemed to have the intention of arguing, he waved his hand again and signaled to the latter: "Maybe your Bright Holy Sect does not have this intention, but I can't help but guard against it. Buddhism is also from a foreign land, and its teachings are also to persuade people to be good, preach compassion for the heart, and equality of all beings. Since the Northern and Southern Dynasties, several times the Buddha and the Tao have been destroyed, all of which started from this. And as far as I know, in your hometown, Master, your Bright Holy Sect is almost equivalent to the official mansion, right?"

Cyrodus couldn't help but shake his head: "Your Majesty, you are inflicting the sin of future imagination on me. The situation in the Central Plains and the West is completely different. The king of the Western Regions has to use the power of the sect to appease the people-"

"I don't care about this!"

The Son of Heaven didn't wait for Cyrodotus to finish speaking, he shook his head and interrupted, and then he stretched out four fingers: "In this way, I allow you to build four temples of light—Luoyang in the east, Chang'an in the west, as well as Jinyang and Jiangdu, which should be enough for your Zoroastrian needs." And I will grant you eight hundred, and no more. Regarding the matter of taxation, I will also issue a decree to reprimand. I wonder what the master thinks?"

Cyrodotus, however, frowned, and looked pale. What the Son of Heaven promised is too far from what he wants.

"But beyond that, the Master has another option. ”

At this time, the Son of Heaven changed his voice again: "Twice the number of degrees, a total of ten Bright Holy Temples, I can even give the title of a national teacher!"

Cyrodotus's pupils suddenly condensed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Guang on the throne.

He seemed to stare at it for a long time before he asked in a hoarse voice, "Then dare to ask Your Majesty, if I am interested in the position of national teacher, what do I need to pay for it?"

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When Li Shimin took the holy decree he received and returned to the left rear camp, his mind completely fell into a trance, and even when the eldest grandson Wuji reported the latest casualties to him, he was still not in his mind, and he looked stunned, and he didn't listen to it at all.

Seeing this, the eldest grandson Wuji couldn't help but be taken aback: "What are you doing in a daze, but when you met the Son of Heaven just now, what went wrong?"

Seeing that Li Shimin was still stunned and didn't answer, he couldn't help but be very dissatisfied, thinking that this kid was not happy, so he simply snatched the scroll of holy decree that the latter was holding in his hand and looked through it, and for just a moment, he was also stunned and unbelievable: "General Embroidered Clothes, General Zhilai, and also led a battalion of embroidered guards, does this mean that he is not subject to the jurisdiction of the Embroidered Ambassador?"

This is unbelievable, how much the Son of Heaven trusts his sister-in-law, and how much authority he has granted to this fellow.

If there is really no need to be subject to the control of the embroidered ambassador, and the authority of the embroidered general himself is still there-then the power in the hands of Li Shimin in the future is Dong Chun, who is the general of the left body, and he will also be ashamed of himself!