Mei Niang shook her head and said with a faint smile:

For Gao Yang, there is nothing better than making her find out that the way she looked at men was still as bad as ever......

You just have to go and make this matter known to Chang'an.

Got it? ”

Liu'er looked at Ryan, the two of them were thoughtful, and only nodded after a while:

"Understood."

……

Yonghui in mid-February of the third year.

Changan.

Rumors have suddenly arisen in the city recently, and strange things suddenly appeared in Princess Gaoyang's mansion a few days ago, and in the middle of the night, a man's head appeared on the princess's bed.

What's even more weird is that this person is the person who the princess admired in every way before, but she always had to be treated politely by the other party.

Another three or two days passed.

Gradually, the rumors began to change direction and intrinsic nature, heading towards the man's original identity when he woke up.

Some people say that this person was originally a famous gambler in the West Market for a long time, and he had no intention of becoming a monk at all.

It's just that because of his high debts, he can't live anymore, so he got the idea of Princess Gaoyang-

In the entire Chang'an City, and even in the Tang Dynasty, there are few people who don't know Princess Gaoyang's special preference for men.

So he designed it ingeniously, and after some temptation, he lured Princess Gaoyang to take the hook.

Not only that, but he also calculated that if he easily let Princess Gaoyang get sweet, it would inevitably be a tool that would be abandoned sooner or later, so he simply made up his mind to be ruthless, no matter how soft and hard the princess was, coercion and temptation, she put on a look of refusing to give in, and only made friends with the princess with Qing Shui's Gao Hua appearance, but it made the princess even more fond of her, and she was full of admiration and respect.

Even more than once, when he was dressed up as a commoner and laughed with the prostitutes of Le Fang, he took out many of the princess's secrets and told them to the prostitutes as a joke.

More than ten days passed.

It is the end of February of the third year of Yonghui.

In the entire Chang'an City, all the rumors about Princess Gaoyang and the man who left only one head on her boudoir bed have been boiling recently.

There are all sorts of things, how filthy they are.

And such rumors, after all, still aroused the anger and criticism of the old ministers of the DPRK and China.

Taking this opportunity, the eldest grandson Wuji lost no time in slacking off in the court, asking Li Zhi to allow the officials in Dali Temple to enter the Gaoyang Princess Mansion to verify the case and clear up the case.

For a time, the government and the opposition were shaken.

It's night.

Inside the Rizheng Palace.

In the dormitory.

Li Zhi put on a bedding robe, hugged Li Hong, who had already fallen asleep, and carefully handed it over to the grandmothers standing on the side, watched them bow and retreat together, and went to settle Li Hong on the small bed in the center of the dormitory within his sight to sleep, then turned his head and watched Mei Niang slowly walk towards herself, while Ruian and Liu'er followed behind, holding her long hair that had just been washed and wiped, and was still slightly wet.

Picking up the yarn, Mei Niang slowly sat down in the arms of Li Zhi, who had already lifted the quilt and was waiting for her to come.

"Hong'er is more and more fond of letting Jiro coax......

I still had to be coaxed by Mei Niang to sleep before! ”

Mei Niang said with a smile.

The corners of Li Zhi's mouth also hooked up a smile:

"Isn't it?

After all, it's my son, after all. ”

Mei Niang smiled, leaned into his chest, and reached out by him, caressing his long hair.

After a while, Li Zhicai asked softly:

"Uncle will have such an attitude......

Did you think about it, or did you secretly remind him? ”

Mei Niang blinked, and her tone was flat:

"The wisdom of Uncle Yuan's talent......

Such a trivial matter does not need to be reminded by Mei Niang. ”

Li Zhi was silent for a long time before he said softly:

"You......

Do you want to take this opportunity to pull up Uncle Han and the others together with your uncle?

Will......

Too early?

You haven't ascended to the throne yet......

Didn't we say that we would keep them in civil strife like this until one of them helped you ascend to the back of the throne, and then we could clean them up......"

Mei Niang smiled faintly, and said with a cold gaze:

"Mei Niang can wait, but Hong'er can't wait......

Jiro, Hiroko can't wait. ”

When Li Zhi heard this, he subconsciously looked in the direction where Li Hong was - in the small wooden bed, Li Hong's snow-white little face could be vaguely seen, and he was sleeping red.

He let out a long breath, and there was a hint of determination in his eyes:

"Well, you're right.

Hong'a couldn't wait any longer. ”

Tightly, he hugged Mei Niang.

At the beginning of March of the third year of Yonghui.

Tang Gaozong Li Zhi, with the eldest grandson Wuji and others, countless paper and ink, personnel are excessive, and their names are given to repair the law and system, "heavy for the scale of the world".

……

It's night.

Changan.

King Jing's Mansion.

The moon will be full, and the land will shine with silver.

King Jing Yuanjing, looking at Han Wang Yuanjia, who was as indifferent as the moon in front of him, couldn't help but say softly:

"What do you think......

This time the law was revised......

Whose idea was it? ”

Yuan Jia smiled faintly:

"It doesn't matter whose idea it is, what matters is who takes it to do it."

Yuan Jing raised his eyebrows:

"What do you mean......

This is the eldest grandson Wuji......"

Yuan Jia smiled faintly:

"There is no one else to think of but him."

Yuan Jing gritted his teeth:

"What should I do?"

"It's okay......

The people we arranged in the eldest grandson's mansion should almost move.

Once they move......

The stable days of the eldest grandson Wuji have come to an end. ”

Yuan Jia smiled coldly.

Yuan Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"That'......

What should we do next? ”

Yuan Jia glanced at him lightly, but did not speak, and said softly after a while:

"There's no need to rush......

There are always some people who want to move.

What are we in a hurry? ”

Yuan Jing understood, and smiled happily - unfortunately, he didn't notice the gloomy color in Yuan Jia's eyes.

At the same time.

Changan.

In the palace of King Pu.

The spring night was thick, and the weather was warm and warm, but Li Tai coughed lightly, while Yan put on his clothes.

"Your Highness is not in good health, why do you have to stay up at this time?"

Seeing Li Tai like this, Yan couldn't help but feel distressed.

Li Tai smiled faintly:

"It's okay......

It's just a minor cold......

There is something more important at the moment. ”

Yan frowned:

"The government is important, but His Royal Highness's body is even more important.

Your Highness is still taking care of it!

Otherwise, once you are exhausted, who will be able to share the worries of the Lord in the future? ”

When Li Tai heard this, his heart was warm, and he gently stroked the hand of his beloved wife on his shoulder, and then said:

"The Lord has taught my uncle to change the law for nothing more than to hit a dozen grassy slopes and startle those cunning snakes......

At this time, it is the most important time for the king to secretly help him.

You don't have to worry. ”

Seeing this, Yan knew that no matter how much he forced, Li Tai would not be able to listen, so he had to nod silently and sigh, and said slowly:

"That'......

What does His Highness mean......

How? ”

Li Tai looked at her, but said with a smile:

"You don't really have to worry about it......

The Lord has already made an appearance for us, and this time, we really only need to draw a scoop according to the gourd. ”

Yan Shi was stunned, and before he could react, Qinghe rushed in from outside.

"How?"

"Your Highness, rest assured, the news that should be sent has been sent to Princess Gaoyang's mansion."

Qinghe smiled faintly:

"Right now, the princess of Gaoyang, I'm afraid that the order has been given."

Li Tai breathed a long sigh of relief and said:

"Good......

That's it......"

Gently, he coughed a few more times, but his eyes were strangely blazing.