However, he is the emperor, everything he says is right, and he has almost reached the realm of the immortals.

It's just a slight violation of the rules of the world, so what, isn't there such a sentence as "for His Holiness"!

Just think you can't see, you can't hear, you don't know.

The wine downstairs in the world is very strong, and the generals are all good at this, which coincides with the two generals getting the task of going out, and these two have become the focus of care. Before Li Shimin's meatballs were half eaten, the two of them put their faces on the plate.

Taking advantage of the fact that the military generals of Wenchen were paying attention to the two lying down, Leng Feng patted Li Shimin: "Why are you so leisurely today?" It seems that there is still a bit of a desire not to return to the palace, what happened in the palace? ”

Li Shimin swallowed a meatball, wiped his mouth with a napkin before saying: "There is a person kneeling in front of the door of my imperial study, and he also threatened that if I did not agree to him to send troops, he would kneel to death at the door of the imperial study. ”

"Who, so lacking in heart?"

Leng Feng was very surprised, sending troops in the year of the catastrophe, even a fool emperor would not agree, but the Western Turks and Tubo must be guarded against, in the case of a tight treasury, didn't you see that Li Shimin even took out the things in his small treasury and auctioned them?

It is estimated that the two who were ordered in danger, Wei Chigong and Cheng Biting Jin, even if they were drunk at this time, they were all bitter in their hearts, how could the imperial court not pay for grain and grass, and send troops to the two generals with a bunch of money each?

It is already the limit to be able to prevent Tibet and the Western Turks, and there are still people who want to send troops? Where to send troops?

Looking at Leng Feng's puzzled look, Li Shimin could only answer: "It's not your sin, why are you talking to Liu Yuan about potatoes and corn, this guy is hot-blooded, and he asked to see him in the middle of the night, asking me to send the army to Wei and Taya, he is going to find these two things in that America." ”

"Poof!"

Leng Feng sprayed, it turned out to be Liu Yuan, he was too interesting, he actually wanted to run to the Americas?

America and Datang are almost two sides of the earth, going north, going north through the Bering Strait in winter to North America and then all the way south, which can only be said to be expected.

The low temperature of the Bering Strait, the supplies along the way, the trek along the way, and the Indins who were probably still chasing their prey with wooden spears at this time, these are all problems!

The fantasy is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, Liu Yuan came to Lengfu that day, and Leng Feng couldn't stand his grinding, so he explained to him the characteristics of potatoes, corn and other things.

"As long as you get this, there will be no hunger in the world."

This sentence is Leng Feng's original words, maybe, probably, maybe it was this sentence that made Liu Yuan crazy.

"Well, I can't help it, he asked, I said, who knew that he was so tough, jumping high and asking you to open the way?"

"I don't care, you can deal with the sins you have created, after I return to the palace, I will tell him that Leng Feng, the Duke of the Empire, has a way, let him bother you!"

Leng Feng almost jumped up: "You can't pit me like this!" ”

Li Shimin smiled slightly, no longer paid attention to Leng Feng, and suddenly came up with a way to make him feel big, and it was really a wonderful idea to throw Liu Yuan's big burden to Leng Feng! How did I come up with this? I'm so wise!

The generals drank too much and had a common characteristic, that is, they were crazy about drinking, and the ministers had long been accustomed to this, seeing that Liu Hongji had even taken off half of his robe and was ready to fight, he immediately said that he was full and wanted to retreat.

The generals are playing, they don't dare to get close to the fish in the pond!

Leng Feng also retreated, drinking this thing, drink less pleasant, drink like this with the generals, sooner or later something will go wrong!

The afternoon sun was very hot and dry, especially in the continuous dry weather, shining on the black masks, the hot faces hurt, and most of the people who caught locusts on the roadside in the countryside with bare arms were sunburned, but they had a smile on their faces and did not care about the sunburn on their shoulders.

There are very few locusts near Chang'an, and when the officers and soldiers and the people catch this thing day and night, no matter how many of them are, they can't afford to catch them like this.

This is the power of the people!

Mr. Han Chongwen's apprentice built a thatched hall near the archway of the manor to teach the children of the farmers of the manor in the world to read and write.

This is a particularly "stupid" person, although Zhao Yu was born poor, he was accidentally elected as a small official, and in the end, I don't know what happened, but he also became a county magistrate. The fact that a child from an ordinary household can become a county magistrate is pure luck.

He is only in his twentieth decade, and he still has the opportunity to mix with state-level cadres after a long time, but when he knew that his teacher founded the Academy of Literature and began to realize the ideal of teaching the world, he decisively resigned and came back to obey the teacher's dispatch, even if he was sent to the world's manor as the most ordinary teacher, he had no regrets.

The Xun team has already taken action, as long as Leng Feng enters the world manor, he no longer needs to disguise, at this time, it is the end of class, Zhao Yu saw Leng Feng and saluted very seriously, so that Leng Feng had to dismount and return the salute.

"Zhao Yu, Zhao Anning, how is it? Coaching here, do you feel wronged? ”

Zhao Yu laughed: "What is this talking about, teaching here, for a month, the Academy of Literature will give you a salary of ten times, which is more leisurely than being an official!" ”

Leng Feng also smiled: "I believe you are a ghost!" ”

Hearing Leng Feng say this, Zhao Yu smiled even more happily, and invited Leng Feng into the cottage.

Leng Feng walked in and looked at the layout of the cottage, it was not bad, they were all standard tables and chairs of the Academy of Literature, and studying here in the summer was much better than being stuffy in the room.

After the two of them sat down, Zhao Yucai said: "Being an official is indeed a good thing for the glory of the ancestors, but unfortunately, I am not an official, and I still think it is better to follow Mr. to teach!" Being an official is to benefit one party, and being a teacher can also benefit one party! ”

"Hehe, you have such a mind, and I will rest assured that the Academy of Literature will be handed over to you in the future."

"What?"

Leng Feng smiled: "Do you think that if you resigned and suffered such a big loss, will your husband get you back?" He proposed to me, saying that when he couldn't do it, he would let you be the dean of the Academy. ”

"How can this work?" Zhao Yu shook his head again and again: "There are so many moral Confucians in the Academy of Literature, how can it not be my turn to be a descendant!" ”

Leng Feng turned his head to the place where the children were playing, and said while looking at Liu Shuhan, who was the old hen protecting the chicks behind her: "This is something that those old gentlemen agree with, they are all old, and the Academy of Literature needs a young and energetic person to guide them."

In other words, you also have to know how to respect the old and the virtuous, and the Academy will expand in the future, those old gentlemen are so old, can you bear to let them continue to work? ”

"This ........."

Zhao Yu hesitated, to be honest, being the dean of the Academy of Literature is a more glorious thing than being a county order! Fools don't go next.

However, he is still not confident, he is just from an ordinary farmer's background, why should he be the dean of this literary academy?

When Leng Feng saw his face, he knew that the inferiority complex in his bones still couldn't get rid of it, and he couldn't help but speak: "Think about it, if you don't have this responsibility, you better go back and be the county order." ”

After saying that, he didn't care about Zhao Yu, walked to the place where the children were playing, and kicked over Huang Zerui, who was an eagle!

Damn Huang Zerui, he didn't go to catch assassins, he came to play, and he didn't know the difference between men and women at all, and he almost hugged Liu Shuhan several times.

(End of chapter)