"I brought His Majesty's handwritten letter-" After praising each other for a few words, Changsun Wuji took out a letter from his cuff as if he was just remembering it. Seeing this, Li Mu wanted to get up to "receive the order", but was stopped by Changsun Wuji: "Your Majesty said that it is just a family letter, and there is no need to be polite."

"Then I thank Your Majesty." Li Mu bowed to Chang'an and took the envelope from Changsun Wuji's hand. The letter was covered with fire. Obviously, there was something that the third person could not see. Changsun Wuji naturally understood the truth here and turned around on his own initiative. Li Mu opened the letter, swept it quickly, then took the letter back on his sleeve, and said to Changsun Wuji: "Please tell Your Majesty that I understand Your Majesty's wishes and will act at the right time."

"Learn your mind and act at the right time." Changsun Wuji repeated, smiled, and said, "I remember, I must convey the original words." After saying this, Changsun Wuji took out another inventory of goods. This inventory was made with the ten thousand yuan of money from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, a list of grain purchased at the rice shops in Chang'an, as well as the details of the food stored in Chang'an donated by Changsun, Dugu family, Cheng'an, etc., which were summarized into a inventory and delivered to Li Mu.

What Luoyang lacks the most now is food. Although Changsun Wuji brought not much of this food from Chang'an, it was enough for the people of Luoyang City to drink porridge until the autumn harvest. After all, it was only more than ten days. When Li Mu saw the order of goods, he finally showed a sincere smile, put it in his sleeve with a smile, and ordered Changshi Ma Zhou to arrange a reception banquet.

Li Mu did not care about his reputation, but Changsun Wuji could not care about it. Now that the people outside are suffering, if he eats a welcome banquet, his reputation will be over. Moreover, he must beware of Li Mu. He knows whether the welcome banquet he arranged is a Hongmen banquet. If the trap he sets to lure himself to eat the banquet, it will spread it tomorrow, and even impeachment of the previous memorial, although he can't do anything to himself, it's still better to have less trouble than more things.

Changsun Wuji spoke righteously and insisted on refusing. Li Mu repeatedly invited him, but he refused, and even stopped living in the Marquis' Mansion in the end. He said that there was a mansion in Luoyang, so it would be more convenient to live in his own home. He didn't know that Li Mu didn't want to take care of the food at all. He said this just in line with Li Mu's thoughts. He sent Changsun Wuji out with a regretful face. Li Mu turned around and saw Yuan Tiangang. He cursed in his heart, how could he forget the bull's nose?

"Master Yuan didn't leave?"

Yuan Tiangang smiled and said, "The Marquis is joking. I don't have a mansion in Luoyang. I can't say that I have to bother the mansion for two days." Perhaps because I was afraid that Li Mu would not agree, he said first, "I don't bother the Marquis. I just need to stay with Chunfeng. I haven't seen each other for many days, so we have a lot to talk about."

As he said this, what else can Li Mu say? He can't say that he has a pair of chopsticks. Li Mu nodded reluctantly and said, "Master Li has been busy with disaster relief these days, and he will have to come back in the evening. If you don't think it's simple, wait for him at his residence." As he said that, he ordered Ma Zhou and said, "Don't you take Master Yuan over?"

Yuan Tiangang had already had a reputation many years ago. Ma Zhou respected Yuan Tiangang very much, but he was not as sarcastic as Li Mu. After listening to his orders, he led Yuan Tiangang to Li Chunfeng's residence.

Watching the two of them walk away, the expression on Li Mu's face relaxed. He snapped his fingers, and a Jinyiwei came over and asked, "Marty, what are the instructions?"

"Prepare the car and leave the city."

...

White Horse Temple.

At the top of the moon, a fire rose next to the stone pavilion. When the fire was booming, Li Siwen asked someone to use a shovel to remove the fire, dig a hole, and put a mud ball.

Dugu Jiu looked at the mud covered with his hands and frowned and said, "If you get it done, you can eat it yourself, I won't eat it anyway."

"If you don't eat it, you're going to get it over." Li Siwen curled his lips: "You think I'm going to rush to give you food? Just one chicken. When my elder brother comes, we won't be able to share enough."

Dugu Jiu was too lazy to argue with him, so he pulled a piece of jerky meat from the open bag next to him and put it in his mouth to chew it. Seeing this, Li Siwen said, "Does it taste good? I specially brought it to my elder brother for a tooth sacrifice."

“Where did it?”

"On the Western Turks," Li Siwen buried the mud ball, and someone asked someone to move the fire back: "Jelly meat is precious in our Tang Dynasty, and it is not worth it there! I changed these for potatoes. I only exchanged them for two bags of potatoes, isn't it cost-effective?"

Dugu Jiu frowned and said, "Did you agree to let you sell potatoes to the Turks?"

"Uh..." Li Siwen was a little stunned and muttered in a low voice: "No, but nothing is it. This potato is everywhere in Dingxiang, and I can't hide it." Speaking of potatoes, Li Siwen couldn't help but grin: "Xiaojiu, do you know how high the yield of this thing is? Around two thousand kilograms per acre, my god... With this thing, no one has starved to death since the Tang Dynasty. I really don't know where the treasures got from," Li Siwen tsk: "Do you think the elder brother is really like the rumor, and the immortals are reincarnated, otherwise what about this potato? From ancient times to the present, there is no grain with such a high yield? What is this immortal species?"

"Brother said, gods and other things are all made up." Dugu Jiu chewed the dried meat softly and swallowed it into his stomach: "Where is any god?"

"Oh." Li Siwen didn't believe that Li Mu would lie to his brother, but Li Siwen still felt a little sorry for the fact that he was not a god. If Li Mu was really a god, when he ascended in the daytime, as a brother, he might be able to bring him with him. Li Siwen imagined the benefits of becoming an immortal, and his saliva was about to fall off.

"Silly," Dugu Jiu was too lazy to look at him. He jumped onto the top of the stone pavilion. Li Siwen curled his lips and said to himself, "What's the matter? My wife can do it too. Isn't it just light skills? I just don't like to learn it."

"Siwen!" Li Mu's voice came. Li Siwen looked at it in the voice and jumped up happily: "Brother, why is it so late? I thought you were not here today."

"Changsun Wuji and Yuan Tiangang are here." Li Mu took the small stool handed over by Li Siwen and grabbed a piece of jerky meat to eat. Li Siwen pointed to the fire and showed off: "Brother, I made a chicken to eat. Wrap it in yellow mud according to the method you taught me. It will be cooked later."

Li Mu frowned and said, "You are so old, you are still doing stealing..." After pausing, Li Mu said again, "Rock and hen? Not an old hen, meat firewood!"
Chapter completed!