When Li Er received the news of the Northern Expedition, Li Chengqian also received the news. After all, this was a happy thing and there was no need to hide it. Therefore, it had been a lot of controversy within the Intelligence Department and was well known to everyone.

"Twenty-seven, do you think this news is reliable?" Li Chengqian asked a question the same as his father with the translation.

"I think it is credible. We have been using the pigeons for a long time. Except for some of them, there has never been any problem." Twenty-seven answered without any hesitation.

When a pigeon flies in the sky, it is very likely to be preyed by some birds of prey, or even shot by some boring people, so information loss will occur from time to time. If the heavily encrypted information will be forged, twenty-seven will never believe it.

"I'm worried about problems at the source, not halfway." Li Chengqian shook his head, hand-translated text to Yang Yuxin, signaling her to destroy it, and then said to Twenty-seven: "This matter has ended here, don't spread it. I guess the Red Peel Messenger will be back in seven or eight days. Let's talk about it later."

Under the influence of father-son nature or the habits of superiors, Li Chengqian made the same choice as the old man.

"Here!" Twenty-seven is not a person with strong curiosity, so even if he doesn't understand what Li Chengqian means, he still agrees seriously.

"By the way, you two are ready, we'll go out later." After a while of silence, Li Chengqian seemed to remember something, turned his head and ordered Ershiqi and Yang Yuxin.

He was going to go to Lao Li Gang to discuss how to manage the Turks. The Turks have been beaten up, and the most important thing is how to manage them next.

Li Chengqian on Li Er didn't want to go over. He didn't want the old man to feel that his hands were stretched too long, so he could only do it from below and tell some old masters, asking them to speak for him in the court, so as to achieve his goal.

Li Gang is a very orthodox scholar, so he can hardly see anything luxurious in his home. If it weren't for the various books and ancient scripts in the study, you could think that you were coming to a home of a commoner.

"Teacher, why don't you make things difficult for yourself?" Li Chengqian knelt in front of Li Gang with a bitter face. Before it was time for a cup of tea, he felt that his legs seemed to be no longer his.

"Why, your prince looks down on me in this broken house?" Li Gang was rigorous in his academic discipline, but he was not harsh in character. After having been in contact with Li Chengqian for a long time, he could also make some harmless jokes.

"Humanity is: 'The mountain is not high, but there are immortals, but it is famous; there are not deep water, but there are dragons, but it is spiritual.' The teacher's fragrance of books is everywhere, and it makes people feel refreshed when they hear it. How can we talk about 'breaking house'?" Although he knew that Li Gang had no malice, Li Chengqian would not leave any such words as 'discrimination against poor families', so he praised Li Gang through two sentences in "The Inscription on the Humble House".

"You boy's mouth..." Li Gang carefully savored the four sixteen words that Li Chengqian said, shook his head helplessly, and finally looked correct: "I have been used to being simple all my life, but I am not used to using luxurious things, so let's just do it!"

"The teacher has the pursuit of the teacher, so it is difficult for the students to argue." Li Chengqian knew that these stubborn people could not understand, so he stopped talking, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip of it and said slowly: "Teacher, the student has something unknown, so I come to ask the teacher and ask the teacher to teach me."

"Let's talk about it." Li Gang suffered too much from Li Chengqian. He knew that his brain circuit was a little different from that of normal people. He often asked some very strange questions, so he answered a little conservatively.

However, Li Chengqian did not have the awareness of the student at all, and smacked his lips: "Teacher, the Turks have been destroyed. How can the Tang Dynasty ensure the long-term stability of the Turks?"

"Has the Turkic Khanate been destroyed?" Li Gang was stunned for a moment.

This old man was an official for three dynasties and knew very well about the powerful northern neighbor of the Turks. Now, he suddenly heard Li Chengqian telling the news of the destruction of the Turks in such a relaxed tone, and suddenly he felt a little unacceptable.

"Yes, the Turks have become history. Jie Li should be escorted to Dingxiang City at present. He should be escorted back to Beijing with the army in a few days." Li Chengqian explained slowly. Old Li Gang's condition was not very good, so he made the old man feel excited and angry.

"Where did the news about His Highness the Crown Prince come from? Don't deceive me." Li Gang looked hesitant, and he didn't seem to believe Chengqian very much.

"Teacher, these are not important. How to manage the vast grassland is the key." Although the source of the news is not secret, Li Chengqian still didn't want Li Gang to know about the intelligence department, so he changed the topic and extended the topic to the grassland.

"I am a scholar, not an official. Taking advantage of the grassland is not my problem, and it is not your problem." Li Gang shook his head and corrected Li Chengqian, with a sense of looking at rotten wood in his eyes.

After a while, the old man found that Li Chengqian was still not very clear, and finally couldn't help but sigh: "Your Highness, the so-called 'not in his position, do not plan his own affairs'. Since Your Majesty has not explained, why does Your Highness insist on forcing himself?"

Old Li Gang's words were like enlightenment, which made Li Chengqian suddenly wake up from his fanaticism, and he wished he could slap himself hard.

The cunning was still too shallow! The news of suppressing the Turks made him a little forgetful, and he forgot all the warnings Li Gang had once forgotten. He had forgotten all the woods and guns that shot the first birds. He had no idea.

"I understand?" Li Gang looked at Li Chengqian in annoyance and slowly continued the topic just now: "Preparing the grassland is a big deal. It cannot be decided in one or two days, and there will be no result in a month or two. So don't expose your thoughts too early, as it will only allow some people to see your goal too early and find a way to target you."

"I know you have great ambitions in your heart, but now you are too young and your strength is not strong enough. The tree of embrace grows from the tiny; the nine-story platform starts from the pile of soil, and your foundation is not stable now, so patience is what you need to do most now."

Old man Li Gang said a long sentence in one breath. At the end, he seemed to feel a little tired, so he stopped to suck the tea and quietly waited for Li Chengqian's reply.

"Teacher, I understand, I will always reflect on myself in the future." Although Li Chengqian did not achieve his goal, he felt that the gains from this trip were not small.

Therefore, Li Chengqian decided to write the classic saying of Taizu of Ming on paper and put it under his pillow, and read it several times every day.
Chapter completed!