If the yield per mu of pumpkin is so high, Zhang Yang still has to use it to sell it for money, which is a very bastard behavior for Li Xiaogong.

Especially if you have to make Your Majesty pay, you can't be a bastard anymore.

His Majesty left, got in the car, and left with a pumpkin in his hand.

Zhang Yang said discouragedly: "His Royal Highness King Wei, how much do you think we should sell this pumpkin?" ”

Li Tai pondered: "Since the yield per mu of pumpkin is so high, this thing is naturally worth a thousand gold. ”

"That's it, give it to the villagers, and we'll eat it ourselves."

Li Xiaogong's scolding voice stopped, he was obviously stunned when he heard this, and then resumed his serious expression, and said: "This thing should be dedicated to the world, the old man is not wrong about you kid." ”

Zhang Yang stood at the entrance of the village with his hands in his hands, grinning and said: "In this world, I am alone for the sake of the people of the community." ”

Li Xiaogong stroked his beard and smiled: "It's okay, one day your daughter will be protected by the old man when she gets into trouble." ”

"That's great." Zhang Yang patted his thigh happily and said, "My daughter has been thinking about how to blow up Chang'an City recently." ”

Hearing this, Li Tai's expression was stunned.

Zhang Yang left with a smile on his face.

Li Tai said with a blank expression: "Uncle Huang, what did my brother-in-law just say?" ”

Li Xiaogong said with a solemn face: "Said that his daughter's baby was going to blow up Chang'an City." ”

"Hmmm......"

"This girl is quite sensible, she definitely won't do this." Li Xiaogong nodded as he walked, muttering to himself, "Definitely not." ”

Xingqing Hall of Chang'an City, Xingqing Hall is divided into three floors, the Xingqing Hall at night is brightly lit, Li Shimin waved his sleeves and said: "Today I have an auspicious occasion, please taste it." ”

Fang Xuanling, the eldest grandson Wuji, Wei Zheng and Qin Qiong, Wei Chigong and other military generals were all present.

Li Shimin enjoyed eating a mouthful of pumpkin very much, and said: "This thing is soft and glutinous, and it is an auspicious crop with a yield of ten stones per mu." ”

Hearing this, Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng both frowned.

The eldest grandson Wuji asked, "Is this thing really ten stones?" ”

"Hmm!" Li Shimin nodded and said, "I saw it with my own eyes, and I only knew it after I was weighed. ”

Qin Qiong, Wei Chigong, Cheng Yanjin and other generals stood up and saluted: "Congratulations to Your Majesty on this auspicious rui." ”

The civil officials led by Fang Xuanling also stood up and saluted: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to the Tang Dynasty!" ”

Li Shimin nodded with a smile on his face, and said with a high spirit: "I intend to give this thing a name, Zhenguan melon." ”

The ministers saluted again and said loudly: "Your Majesty! ”

A group of prostitutes walked into the Xingqing Palace, dancing, in the sound of bells, drums and moons, the Xingqing Palace was a celebratory image.

……

The night in Chang'an City is quiet, the streets are still under curfew, and occasionally teams of officers and soldiers on patrol walk through the streets and alleys.

To the east of Suzaku Street in Chang'an City, here is the Diplomatic Courtyard of the Ministry of Rites.

Let's say that after the last fight, Li Yifu was in a very bad mood at this time, "Xu Shangshu, the envoys from both sides of the post house are fighting, and the lower officials are obviously going to pull them apart, and those officials have to impeach the lower officials!" Outrageous. ”

Xu Jingzong poured him a drink and said in a low voice: "It was the envoy of Tianzhu who held a grudge against you, and he reported this matter to the Imperial Historical Tower, after all, it was the envoy of another country, and the people of the Imperial Historical Observatory could not sit idly by." ”

Li Yifu put down the wine bowl indignantly, and said angrily: "I should have been ruthless at the beginning, but I still showed mercy to his subordinates, so that he had a chance." ”

"Brother Yifu is still not calm enough, and you have to be calm as an official in this court." Xu Jingzong said in a slow voice: "Look at the original county marquis, when he was stripped of his official body because of Turkic affairs, he was very happy, and he left as soon as he said it. ”

"And then? The county marquis accompanied the prince to study in the East Palace, read the classics in the palace, and after a year, he helped the court recover Gaochang and ranked among the scholars of the Ministry of Rites. ”

Hearing this, Li Yifu picked up the wine bowl and said respectfully: "The lower officials will definitely ask Xu Shangshu for advice in the future." ”

Xu Jingzong was middle-aged, and his smile was also meaningful, he stroked his short beard and said: "You are still young, don't be too anxious, with your contribution to Liaodong, it will not be difficult to rank as a waiter in the future." ”

Li Yifu raised the wine bowl and lowered his head, and said loudly: "All this is all due to Xu Shangshu's promotion. ”

Xu Jingzong waved his hand and said: "No, it was the kindness of the Marquis of Lishan County to you, and he picked you in the roster." ”

"Well, the lower officials should remember the grace of the promotion of the county marquis, and they dare not forget the cultivation of Xu Shangshu." Li Yifu took a sip of wine refreshingly, thinking of Yu Lu, who was impeached and detained for a month today, his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he said angrily: "A certain family is incompatible with those officials. ”

In the backyard of the Foreign Affairs Academy, there are snoring one after another at the moment, and many literati who have failed in the imperial examination live here, with beds and free meals here, as long as they do a good job for the Ministry of Rites, they can also get a position in the court like Li Yifu in the future.

It was late at night, in the post house, Tubo Xiaozan Pugong Rigongzan wiped the bruises on his body with medicinal wine.

Listening to the words of his entourage, he reported what he had seen and heard in Chang'an City these days.

Gongri Gongzan said in a low voice: "What are the Tianzhu people doing these days? ”

"The Nazhu people have been visiting the magnates of Chang'an City these days, hoping to persuade them to advise the Tian Khan to withdraw the soldiers and horses that attacked Tianzhu."

Gongri Gong praised his head and said: "The soldiers and horses are our Tubo people, and we have to have the final say if we want to withdraw the troops." ”

The attendant said: "That day, the Tianzhu people spent a lot of gold and made many friends in Chang'an City. ”

After wiping the medicinal wine, Gongri Gongzan remembered his father's words, and the burden of Tubo fell on his body at this moment.

He remembered that he also had a young brother in Tibet, Mangsong Mangzan.

Gongri Gongzan said in a low voice: "I want to let the Tianzhu people die in Chang'an City." ”

As soon as the words came out, the entourage was shocked and whispered: "The consequences of Xiao Zampu's murder at the boundary of Chang'an City are very serious. ”

Gongri Gongzan had a gloomy face, and said: "Killing him is for Tubo, in order to make Tubo strong, the war between the Tang Dynasty and Dashi involves Tubo and Tianzhu, I can't sit back and watch Tubo lose such a great opportunity." ”

Although Gongri Gongzan, the little Zampu, is the son of Songtsen Gampo, there is a big difference between his temperament and personality and Songtsen Gampo.

Gongri Gongzan does not have the mind of Songtsen Gampo, but he has a deep calculating mind.

The room was quiet for a long time, and Gongri Gongzan closed his eyes and whispered: "If they don't die in Chang'an City, they won't be able to make Datang and Tianzhu have a grudge." ”

The entourage also gritted their teeth, this matter was very risky, but they were still willing to take a risk with little Zamp.

The next day, the Tibetan envoy Gongri Gongzan said goodbye to Xu Jingzong at the Ministry of Rites.

"Thank you Xu Shangshu for these days' arrangements, we will leave first." Gongri Gongzan saluted with his retinue.

Xu Jingzong was surprised: "This is leaving?" ”

"There are still many important things in Tubo that need to be arranged by the ministers, and it is inconvenient to stay for a long time."

Thinking of the book given to his son by Songtsen Gampo, Xu Jingzong's expression flashed with a hint of vigilance, and with a kind smile, "You young people in Tubo can study in the Sifang Pavilion in Chang'an City, and you can leave with peace of mind, and when they return after completing their studies, they can also benefit Tubo." ”

Gongri Gongzan's expression was full of respect, and he saluted again: "The subordinates retire." ”

Xu Jingzong watched him walk all the way from Suzaku Street, and only then did he withdraw his gaze until his figure was drowned in the pedestrians.

Half an hour later, Li Yifu hurried back, he was still chewing bread, "The Tibetan envoys left, and when they saw them go out of the city and buy three fast horses, they went back. ”

Xu Jingzong bowed his head and said: "This Tibetan envoy is really like an arrow. ”

The sun is gradually rising, and in autumn, the streets and alleys of Chang'an City often have cold winds pouring in, and the chill makes people unconsciously speed up their pace.

The three officials were looking at a corpse, and it wasn't long before someone went to inform the Ministry of Rites.

Xu Jingzong originally wanted to rest for an hour in the afternoon, but because of a piece of news, he didn't have the leisure.

"Alonashun is dead?"

"All of them are dead, and several Tianzhu envoys have died in Chongdefang."

This news surprised Xu Jingzong, and he said angrily: "What kind of person is so bold! Dare to commit murder in Chang'an City. ”

"The people from Dali Temple came to inquire, and asked Xu Shangshu to take a trip."

Xu Jingzong hurriedly put on his official hat and boots, and said, "Call Brother Da'an." ”

"Whoa!"

After cleaning up for a while, Xu Jingzong left the Ministry of Rites with Zhang Da'an and hurried to Chongdefang.

I know that the envoy of Tianzhu has been walking around Chongdefang these days, in order to make friends with the magnates of Chang'an City, so that he can speak to the Heavenly Khan.

Coming to a street in Chongde Fang, Xu Jingzong and Zhang Da'an saw three corpses lying in Chang'an City.

Sun Fujia, who is serving as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, is standing here with people.

In the past, Sun Fujia served in the Ministry of Justice, and His Majesty thought that he could transfer him to the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

"Sun Shaoqing." Xu Jingzong's expression was still calm, and he said with a smile: "Is this murder case eyebrow-raising?" ”

Sun Fujia sat on the ground and carefully observed the corpse, "It was last night that died, and all three of them were cut by a knife. ”

As he spoke, he leaned down with his hands on the ground and sniffed the corpse, and said, "It smells very strong." ”

After checking the clothes on Tianzhu's body and finding a money bag, Sun Fujia's face was solemn, "The money is gone." ”

"Is it robbery and murder?" Xu Jingzong asked again.

Zhang Da'an's eyes looked around, especially the eaves on both sides.

Sun Fujia had a plan in his heart, he clapped his hands and stood up, and said with a solemn expression: "I heard that Li Yifu, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, has a festival with the Tianzhu people?" And because he was impeached by the civilian government for this matter, he held a grudge? ”

Xu Jingzong nodded and said, "This is indeed the case." ”

After saying that, he hurriedly changed his words and said: "It's definitely not Li Yifu's doing, the old man and he have been drinking in the Diplomatic Yuan last night,"

Sun Fujia said in a low voice: "I didn't say it was him. ”

"It wasn't made by the Central Plains."

A childish voice came, Xu Jingzong looked down and saw that it was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, and he didn't know when he had leaned over.

"Go, go, go." Xu Jingzong hurriedly pushed him away, "Whose child, why did you come to see the dead." ”

The kid pushed Xu Jingzong away, and came up again: "Their wound is not the blade of Guanzhong, and the way to cut the throat is not from the back, but from the front." ”

"Huh?" Sun Fujia looked at the child in surprise.

Xu Jingzong said again: "Who are you doll!" Hurry back and go back, whose children like to see the dead as much as you do. ”

The kid stubbornly refused to leave, he looked up and said, "You are Xu Jingzong, right?" ”

Hearing this, Xu Jingzong's beard was almost crooked, "The old man's name is also what you can call?" ”

The child saluted and said, "Boy Di Renjie, my father Di Zhixun, has seen Xu Shilang. ”

"Ah......" Xu Jingzong gasped and said, "Well, it turned out to be Di Zhixun's child." ”

After that, he felt that something was wrong, and said: "Your father is presiding over the mutual market in the Hexi Corridor, why did you come back?" ”

Don't look at Di Renjie is only eleven or twelve years old, he talks well, and his salute is also very dignified, and he bows and says: "My father can't get away from presiding over the mutual market in the Hexi Corridor, so I have to let the boy be ordered by my father to visit my grandfather Di Xiaoxu, and come to Chang'an City to buy some gifts." ”

After hearing this, Xu Jingzong waved his hand and said, "Then you buy a gift and go back quickly." ”

Di Renjie turned a deaf ear, walked to the side of the corpse again, leaned down and sniffed the corpse, and said in a low voice: "The Tianzhu people didn't drink alcohol, the wine was poured after they died, and judging from the knife edge, it should be the scimitar of the Western Regions." ”

"People from the Western Regions?"

Sun Fujia pinched the short beard of his chin and asked, "How do you know?" ”

Di Renjie replied: "My father presided over the mutual market in the Hexi Corridor, and it was indispensable to talk to the people of the Western Regions, and the boy was also familiar with the swords and soldiers of the people of the Western Regions. ”

The Tianzhu people died, using the knife of the people of the Western Regions?

Zhang Daan frowned and looked at the scene, vaguely feeling that trouble was coming.

When Xu Jingzong looked at it again, Di Renjie's kid didn't know when he had left.

Looking back and forth, I couldn't find him.

After saying that Di Zhixun is also a famous family, how can there be such a foolish boy.

The matter was handed over to Sun Fujia to investigate, in order to calm the hearts of many foreigners in Chang'an City, His Majesty's will also came, and the case must be solved within three days.

The envoy of Tianzhu died in such an unknown way, and he must give an explanation.

But on the third day when everyone did not follow the clues to investigate the case, a young man from Tibet came to surrender with the original murder weapon.

It was because of the grudge between the Tubo people and the Tianzhu people that he would start, and without the instruction of the little Tubo Zanpu, he did it alone.

Regardless of whether Xiao Zampu means it or not, this Liangzi and the Tubo people can be regarded as carrying it.

Sun Fujia was imprisoned according to Zhang Naren, and waited for the court to fall.

Xu Jingzong sat in the Foreign Affairs Courtyard, still frowning, the real culprit was found, and he always felt unsteady.

The homicide case is not important, what is important is the relationship between Tubo, Datang and Tianzhu.

"Three Tianzhu people died, using the knives of the people of the Western Regions, and the murderers were Tubo people, which is very interesting."

A childish and familiar voice came.

The boy who spoke was standing at the door of the Diplomatic Academy, with his back to the crowd.

Xu Jingzong picked up Di Renjie and scolded, "Why are you back again?" ”

Di Renjie was not annoyed when he was carried in the air, but hung up the innocent smile that a child should have, "Daddy has instructed me to go back to the Foreign Affairs Institute after visiting my grandfather, and Xu Shangshu will take care of me." ”

"Who will take care of you? A certain family will not take care of you! Xu Jingzong said to Li Yifu: "Prepare the car and send this kid back to the Hexi Corridor." ”

"Xu Shangshu!" Di Renjie hurriedly followed, "Doesn't Xu Shangshu want to know what happened?" ”