In the main hall, the ministers who performed the work were one after another. Li Shimin sat on the dragon chair and bowed his head lightly from time to time.

The operation of the court meeting is generally performed by the ministers who are in charge of specific matters below. Then Fang Xuanling was responsible for giving suggestions, and finally Li Shimin chose the most suitable one among the many ideas given by Fang Xuanling to make a decision.

And if Li Shimin can't make a decision immediately, he will discuss it with Fang Xuanling and the eldest grandson Wuji softly.

Try to give a result that everyone is happy with. In fact, most of the things that can be discussed at the court meeting have been discussed countless times in front of the two prime ministers of Shangshu Province.

Therefore, the efficiency of the Tang Dynasty's court meeting is still worth affirming. One by one, which is enough to affect the political plans of the entire Tang Dynasty, often Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling set the tone in a few words.

As time passed, a ray of sunlight broke through the thick clouds and shone into the temple of manna. Zhang Zheng had already leaned against the pillar behind him that supported the dome of the main hall, and his head was like a chicken pecking rice.

And the old Li Gang, who was kneeling in front of Zhang Zheng, had already closed his eyes, and there was a slight snoring sound in his nose.

Zhang Zheng, who was asleep, seemed to feel that someone was calling him, and pushed himself. Then he subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed a very vague shadow in front of him, and shouted: "Don't make trouble! After shouting a sentence, he smacked his lips and fell asleep again.

And the shadow that was taken away by Zhang Zheng was His Majesty Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. Li Shimin's face had darkened at this time, and his expression was a little incredulous.

In the last dynasty, no matter how many people ask for the honor, they can't ask for it. And this kid actually slept on his own Jinluan Palace!

Old Li Gang is old, and it is understandable that he can't stand it, and you, a fifteen-year-old young man, are at the time of full energy.

What a blatant contempt for oneself! Zhang Gongjin stood next to Li Shimin, looking at his youngest son, who was sleeping soundly and still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his head was full of black lines.

Sleeping at the Great Pilgrimage Meeting, how big my heart is. also has to lose that there is an eighty-year-old Li Gang in front of him.

Otherwise, the ceremonial officials who maintained the etiquette and order in the hall would have already asked the Han general to throw this bastard boy who lost his manners out of the hall.

Zhang Gongjin had a dark face, exerted all his strength, and shouted at Zhang Zheng, who was sleeping soundly against the pillar: "Son, the soul is back!" Zhang Zheng, who was asleep, only felt a thunder explode in his ears, and was suddenly frightened.

I opened my eyes in a daze, and suddenly my father's unhappy face came into view. And next to Daddy, there are many vague figures, these figures are still pointing at him, and then whispering to his companions.

Zhang Zheng tried to open his eyes wide to see everything around him, but he couldn't see clearly. Subconsciously muttered to himself

"Hey, why are there so many people?" Suddenly, Zhang Zheng seemed to remember something particularly important.

Then he shook his head vigorously, and when he came to his senses, he was shocked.

", forget I'm in the court!"

"I said why are there so many people, it seems that the Great Dynasty is coming today, damn it, I actually fell asleep at the Great Imperial Conference." Zhang Zheng suddenly felt that his face was hot, and he couldn't wait to find a crack to get into.

It's a shame. He watched as the servants in the hall stared at him with an elusive and mysterious smile, and pointed at him.

Zhang Zheng only felt that his face was very hot, and this time it was a shame to throw it to his grandmother's house. And Li Shimin, seeing that Zhang Zheng came to his senses, returned to the dragon chair with a black face behind his back and sat down.

The strange thing is that although Zhang Zheng's sleeping in the main hall is completely bad, Li Shimin has no intention of blaming it in his heart, he just feels ridiculous.

Zhang Gongjin stood in front of Zhang Zheng, one hand raised, sometimes clenched into a fist, sometimes turned into a palm. The thought that this son of evil could no longer stay instantly filled his heart.

Zhang Gongjin once wanted to kill this son of evil, but he continued to lose face in the strange eyes of the monarchs and ministers of the palace.

But when I thought that this was my biological son with high hopes, in the end, I still failed to kill my relatives in righteousness.

He lowered his arm and scolded in a low voice: "Son, you, are you going to be angry with the old man?" And Zhang Zheng directly ignored the father in front of him and was immersed in endless shame.

"Humph!" Seeing that Zhang Zheng didn't speak, Zhang Gongjin was extremely angry, snorted coldly, and turned around and returned to the queue of generals.

"Okay, since Zhang Xiaozi has woken up, let's continue to talk about the matter of the Firearms Bureau......" Li Shimin on the dragon chair spoke out in a timely manner to resolve Zhang Zheng's embarrassment.

And the rank looked at Minister Zhang Zheng with interested eyes, and when he heard Li Shimin's words, he quickly returned to his position and stood up.

In a few breaths, the hall returned to the solemn meaning of the beginning of the court meeting. Zhang Zheng, who had the steps to go down, threw a grateful glance at Li Shimin.

Seeing that the ministers returned their attention to business, Li Shimin continued.

"There is a lot involved in the matter of the Firearms Bureau, but on the first day, I promised to give Zhang Xiaozi a reply. I can't break my word, so you all tell you what you think, whether this firearms bureau is established or not. Those who agree to the establishment give the reasons for the consent, and disagree with the establishment of the new weapon and how to deal with it. You can brainstorm and speak freely, and you don't have to worry about anything else. As soon as Li Shimin's voice fell, the ministers below whispered to each other and began to discuss.

On the general's side, Cheng Biting Jin's voice was the loudest, and he almost heard it clearly in the entire hall.

"It's established, why isn't it established, the power of the new weapon is what I Lao Cheng has seen with my own eyes, it's a shame not to increase production." However, as soon as Cheng Yanjin's words fell, he heard Niu Jinda on the side sneer: "Cheng Lao Pifu, I think you can only listen to it......" Cheng Yanjin smiled on his face: "Old Niu, what do you mean?" Li Ji said in a sinister arch fire on the side: "Hey, what Lao Niu means, it's a pity that the firearm is used by you." "But everyone present is an old fox, and they have known each other very well for a long time, how could Cheng Biting Jin fall into Li Ji's pocket.

looked at Li Ji with unkind eyes and scolded: "Old thief Li Ji, what do you mean, it's not good to bully Lao Cheng Ma Lance?" Niu Jinda also glanced at Li Ji and said, "Heh, Pifu'an dares to rap here?" Li Ji saw that his words made the two veterans angry, and immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, and replied to Cheng Jin: "According to the old man, your horse lance is no more than Erer!" Cheng Biting Jin was suddenly furious, and his radish thick finger pointed at Li Ji and said, "Phew, old yin, do you dare to fight with me Lao Cheng for three hundred rounds?" ”