Li Shimin has Qin Tianjian and bad people under his command, and he has seen many strange people and strange things, but this is the first time he has seen this art of resurrection.

For a moment, he thought in his heart, can Li Daoxuan's spell be used on people?

If it could, the value of this spell would be immeasurable!

For a while, Li Daoxuan's impression in his heart was much more profound, and his personable and handsome people also made Li Shimin quite impressed.

However, as an emperor, he is very deep in the city, his face is impassive, and he said with a smile: "Taichong is really a good means, I like this gift very much, I believe that Changle will like it too." ”

Li Daoxuan ordered the harrier eagle to fly into the cage, and wondered: "Princess Changle? ”

Li Shimin said with a smile: "Yes, it is my eldest daughter, Princess Changle, this bird was originally a birthday gift for her, who would have thought that Wei Zheng suddenly asked to see, I was afraid that Wei Zheng would nag, so I was caught off guard and accidentally covered this bird to death!" ”

He was generous and very frank, told everything that happened just now, and finally laughed at himself: "In the world, I am only afraid of two people, one is my queen Changsun, and the other is Wei Zheng." ”

Only then did Li Daoxuan know that he had been involved in a famous allusion in later generations.

He smiled and said: "Your Majesty is afraid, just love and respect, it is your Majesty's luck to have both a virtuous queen and a good minister, and Wei Zheng can meet a king like Your Majesty who is humble and open-minded, it is also his luck." ”

Hearing this, Li Shimin's eyes lit up, he originally thought that Li Daoxuan was just a strong Taoist, but now it seems that his conversation and insight are also extraordinary, far better than those mediocre people.

The two chatted like this, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Suddenly, Li Shimin seemed to ask casually: "Taichong, it has been nearly four months since the drought in Chang'an, and folk rumors are spreading, do you think this drought is providential, or man-made?" ”

Li Daoxuan's heart sank.

He knew that the real test of the emperor was coming.

This question is very important, because the emperor is testing his mind.

If it is said that it is the will of heaven, it is to agree with the rumors, and to have some nostalgia for the emperor's murder of his brother and father, and he is unwilling to serve, and he came to Chang'an to participate in the Longmen Immortal Meeting, which is just a formality.

If it is artificial, it is to stand on the side of the emperor, so that the next step of in-depth exchanges can be carried out.

Li Daoxuan believes that the emperor is a magic weapon and a title, and he must have something to ask for him, but there is a premise for all this, that is, he doesn't mind the affairs of Xuanwumen.

Cultivators also pay attention to filial piety, and there are no immortals in the world who are not filial, so when many immortals ascend, they are all ascending, so that their parents and relatives can also enjoy the immortal way.

And Li Shimin's murder of his brother and imprisonment of his father seriously violated filial piety, which is also the reason why many Taoist masters did not respect him after he succeeded to the throne.

Seeing that Li Daoxuan was silent for a long time, Li Shimin's expression became more and more solemn, and the hand holding the soup spoon became tighter and tighter.

At this moment, Li Daoxuan stood up, his voice sonorous and powerful, echoing throughout the Manna Hall.

"The drought in Chang'an must be man-made!"

As soon as these words came out, he immediately saw that Li Shimin's eyes showed a hint of joy, and his expression was much more relaxed, and the whole person was relieved.

"Oh, why did Taichong say that?"

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, in fact, I don't know whether it is providence or man-made behind this great drought, but no matter what it is, it must be man-made." ”

Even if it is really the will of heaven, Li Shimin can't admit it, he can admit a lot of mistakes and humbly accept advice, but only the matter of Xuanwumen can't admit it.

Because that is the basis of his succession, if he admits that he is wrong, will he not personally deny the legitimacy and legitimacy of his succession?

So even if it's really providence, you have to find a few harmful demons to blame.

Of course, the most important thing is to ask for a heavy rain, as long as it rains, all rumors will be solved.

As a generation of emperors, Li Shimin naturally knows the meaning of Li Daoxuan's words, he laughs, his voice is hearty, and his momentum is heroic, not like a high-ranking emperor, but like a battle-hardened general.

"I am too rushed to help each other, better than 100,000 male soldiers!"

He took off the Panlong gold medal from his waist and gave it to Li Daoxuan.

"Taichong, since you think it's artificial, go to investigate for me, with this gold medal, you can enter the palace to see me at any time, and among the bad people, there will be people who cooperate with you and listen to your dispatch."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for doing your best."

Li Daoxuan did not refuse, one of the purposes of his coming to the capital was to investigate the Moro Sect, and the help of bad people would definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and he felt that if the drought in Chang'an was really man-made, it might have nothing to do with the Moro Sect.

After all, Chang'an City is blessed by dragon energy, and it is difficult to invade by ten thousand laws, how can ordinary demons have this ability?

As for the matter of sealing the gods for Niangniang, Li Daoxuan did not say it, because it was too early, and now the two sides have only initially established trust, and they have not yet fully determined each other's sincerity.

Li Shimin patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, then you can go and get busy, by the way, do you have a place to live, if not, I can directly give you a mansion." ”

Li Daoxuan declined: "Thank you, Your Majesty, but Poor Dao has a senior sister named Taizhen, who once lived in Xuanduguan, and she left me a small courtyard." ”

Li Shimin's eyes lit up and said, "But it's too real a fairy? ”

Li Daoxuan was surprised: "Your Majesty knows my senior sister? ”

Li Shimin sighed: "Taizhen is a fairy in the world, I once looked at the thatched house three times, and asked him to go out of the mountain to serve as the head of the world, but unfortunately she refused, although there is only one side, but the demeanor of the fairy is also unforgettable!" ”

After a pause, he looked at Li Daoxuan with a smile and said: "Xuandu Courtyard, how many princes and disciples want to go in in their dreams, but I didn't expect that Fairy Taizhen left her residence to you, it seems that she is very concerned about you, a junior brother!" ”

Li Daoxuan coughed and said shamefully: "Your Majesty misunderstood, my senior sister and I are innocent." ”

"Hehe, even the boudoir can be given to you to live in, I understand, I understand."

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and showed a smile, at this moment, he did not have the frame of the Son of Heaven, but was teasing and joking like a friend, which made people feel close.

Li Daoxuan knew that he couldn't explain clearly, because in ancient times, a woman's boudoir was a very private place, except for her husband and close relatives, other men must not step in, otherwise it would be Meng Lang.

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"Your Majesty, the poor road will retire first."

Li Daoxuan smiled bitterly.

Li Shimin nodded, and then seemed to remember something, he brought the cup of lotus seed porridge on the table himself, and said: "Taichong, I saw that you only ate one bite just now, you must have eaten restraint in this manna hall, take it back, such a good porridge, it's a pity for me to drink it alone." ”

……

When Li Daoxuan left the Ganlu Palace.

Li Shimin immediately came to the birdcage and looked at the harrier eagle.

"It's incredible, you can really come back to life?"

"Or is it just an illusion?"

At this moment, a person walked out from behind the curtain, with white hair and long eyebrows, wearing a purple robe, holding a ruyi whisk and fairy wind bones, but his face was a little pale, as if he was injured.

"Your Majesty, that's not an illusion."

Yuan Tiangang looked at the lively harrier eagle and said with emotion: "This is the magic power of Mu Xing, involving the way of life and death, unfathomable, Longhu Mountain, there is indeed an amazing disciple!" ”