The reaction of the people everywhere was a bit unexpected by the upper-class figures of the Tang Dynasty.

Including the retired Li Shimin.

"This is the will of the people."

"This should be the most direct way to reflect the people's will."

On a big ship in the East China Sea, Li Shimin and his old subordinates were fishing, and when they looked at the information sent by Li Kuan, a smile hooked up on the corner of their mouths.

"And it's the hearts of the people that we have built in the Zhenguan year."

Wei Zheng, who was wearing short-sleeved pants on the side, showed his muscles and laughed.

They can't be proud.

They can't be proud.

For the first time in history, the people spontaneously organized a manpower to attack those bad guys who tried to undermine the security of the court.

In the past, if there were rebels in any place, the local people reported very little, and everyone just looked at it indifferently to see if they gave money, and if they did, they joined in.

"This proves that our 20 years of hard work have not been in vain."

Li Jing touched his beard and said with a smile beside him, he has also been a civil official for a while, and he is honored.

Although they all know that the people just hate those people for destroying their job opportunities and depriving themselves of a channel to make money.

But this does not prevent the people from indeed defending the country and the Tang Dynasty.

This is also a way of embracing the will of the people.

"Especially this one, the Xia people on the grassland have reported the demagogues."

"The Xia people have all agreed with our rule, which is really good."

Li Shimin felt that this matter could be put in the history books, and it was the first time in history that it had happened to him.

The subdued foreigners actually spoke to the Tang Dynasty.

In fact, the Yan family, who is in charge of recording the history books, has written this matter down truthfully and marked it extraordinarily.

Datang's management has won the hearts of the people.

While chatting, Wei Chigong next to him suddenly yelled excitedly.

"It's hooked, it's still a big fish."

A group of young men in their fifties, most of them in their sixties and seventies, wore short-sleeved pants and bared their muscles, rushing over and pulling the fishing rods together.

Despite their age, they are still in good shape.

The main reason for retirement is that you are getting older, not because you can't do it anymore.

When a big fish is caught, a cook comes up with a pot.

A group of old men handled it themselves, then cut it into pieces and threw it into the pot, and threw some cabbage and tofu into it, and then threw salt and spices into the pot, waiting to be cooked.

The taste is not a delicacy, but for many bigwigs, this is made by themselves, full of a sense of achievement, and it is over after eating.

"I really can't imagine that I can be a cook in my lifetime, and the taste is not bad, maybe I don't have a future as a general and a cook."

After drinking the messy fish soup, Cheng Zhijie picked his teeth with a toothpick and sighed.

"Hmph, it tastes good, you have a fart relationship, it's not that the fish I caught is delicious enough."

Wei Chigong unceremoniously took the credit on himself beside him.

Anyway, it's not Cheng Zhijie's.

The two glared angrily, and Liu Hongji and the others next to them smiled and began to arch the fire.

Fight, hurry up.

There is no point in not fighting.

The grumpy old guys are now retired, and they don't care about an impact, take off their shirts, put on a big pants, and go straight to work.

Above deck, two strong men began to wrestle.

In the end, it was Wei Chi Gong who won.

Li Shimin and others applauded on the side.

Today's fall was a bit excessive, Wei Chi Gong didn't end up after he won, and turned on the group mockery mode, looking like the eldest of the sky, the second of the earth, and the state of his third.

Qin Qiong watched with envy from the side, his health was not good, and he had been able to survive until now all thanks to Sun Simiao to help him continue his life, plus reasonable recuperation.

A force that once dominated the world has long gone, and if you fight now, you will only have the ruthlessness of the year.

Wei Chigong shouted for a while, and Liu Hongji and the eldest grandson Shunde rushed forward unconvinced.

One hit two, Wei Chigong was hammered.

Liu Hongji and eldest grandson Shunde said directly confidently and proudly: "The two of us are stinky hooligans, what can you do." ”

The shameless look made the others laugh even more.

No one took it to heart.

In everyone's opinion, this is not a problem.

After decades of ups and downs, they have long let go of their former grievances and hatreds, and no one will mention them anymore.

A young student who came along thought of the sketch he had learned and began to record the scene on paper.

Qin Qiong finally couldn't help but rush forward and fell one-on-one with Liu Hongji.

He lost, but he was happy.

These people still look up to him, and they don't play fake.

After the fall, Liu Hongji was furious.

"Qin Qiong, how can you still have the ability to kill me, this is too much."

The others laughed.

Qin Qiong is not the best in terms of strength alone, not to mention Wei Chigong, Duan Meng is stronger than him.

But he was able to get the position of the first general of the Tang Dynasty, relying on his ruthless heart, which is a kind of indomitable momentum, either you die or I die.

Others don't dare to exchange their lives for their lives, but he Qin Qiong dares, and getting started is a killer move.

One stab at you, and then one slash at you.

It's a madman's play, but I have to admit that this style of play can be shocking.

In Liu Hongji's eyes, Qin Qiong, who should have been abolished, can still fall with him two hundred times, which means that Qin Qiong has the ability to kill him.

It's crazy.

Qin Qiong smiled.

"It's been a long time since it's been this cool."

Li Shimin looked at Qin Qiong's heartfelt smile, and his mood was much better, he was really happy for Qin Qiong.

This old brother of his own, I haven't laughed so happily for a long time.

After everyone was tired of playing, they went back to their respective rooms.

Li Shimin and the eldest grandson Wuji came back together.

"Mowgli, you could have not quit the court."

Li Shimin hesitated to say what was in his heart.

He wanted to say this to his eldest grandson Wuji a long time ago.

"If you want to go back, I can arrange it."

Li Shimin understands the eldest grandson Wuji, knows that the eldest grandson Wuji is greedy for power, unwilling to give up, and has been working hard for the position under one person all his life.

The eldest grandson Wuji smiled and shook his head in refusal.

"Erlang, I like rights, but I know what rights can be taken and what rights cannot be taken, if the new emperor needs auxiliary ministers, then I will naturally stay, and I will take it as a matter of course."

"But the new emperor doesn't need it, I'll stay, isn't it just to kill my feelings."

"In this way, it's better to leave here and do something you like, such as running the fiefdom of the eldest grandson's family."

"There, I'm still above 10,000 people."

Speaking of the fief of the eldest grandson's family, the eldest grandson Wuji is very happy, his family's fief has a population of one million, which is very strong.

Although it is very weak compared to Datang, it is not bad.

After all, their family is run from scratch.

(End of chapter)