After coming out of Da'an Palace, Li Er recruited Li Chengqian to his side: "What are you going to deal with those eighteen people?"

Li Chengqian knew that he could not hide this kind of thing from the old man, so he simply said directly: "If you cut the grass and don't eradicate the roots, the spring breeze will grow again, and Changle will never happen again."

"Your level of poetry has declined, change." Li Er nodded and changed the topic.

Li Chengqian's approach is very satisfied with Li Er, but it is indeed not suitable to talk about such things now.

"Farewell to the Ancient Grass of Fu" Li Chengqian could recite it at the age of five in the future, so it was not difficult to deal with it. He said nonsense: "The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze will grow again."

"This time is good, but it seems to be only half." Li Er was quite interested in poetry once. In addition, his son did not rely on any external force just now and killed his uncle, which made Lao Li feel quite good.

The grass on the Lili Land withered and flourished every year. The wildfire cannot be burned, and the spring breeze grows again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green connects the deserted city. I send my grandson away again, and the grass is full of farewell love.

It was just memorizing poetry. This was not the first time Li Chengqian did it. He followed Li Er and muttered and memorized it.

"No, good poem." Li Er savored it carefully and put the poem on Li Yuanchang. He felt that it was indeed a bit interesting, but in order to show his profoundness, he still said: "It's just that the solemn and murderous aura is a little heavier."

"Yes, thank your father for teachings." Li Chengqian wanted to complain that Old Li was randomly used. This poem was not written for Li Yuanchang at all, but I'd better forget it. The consequences of teasing the old man are generally very serious.

The next day, Li Yuanchang was cut off and banned as he wished, and was sent to Yazhou. No one was sent off, and even his mother did not come to see him off. Only a few guards arranged by Li Er were accompanying him, namely protection, but actually surveillance.

Li Chengqian continued to live a pig-like life, sleeping until he wakes up every day, and eats after he wakes up, and then goes to bed. This seems to be the sequelae left by the coma for about twenty days ago. It always feels like he can't wake up, which makes him particularly sleepy.

Fortunately, the old man came back and no longer needed him to manage those messy political affairs, so there was no problem with having a good sleep.

Yu Zhining was also demoted and was exiled to Quanzhou, Lingnan because of his ineffective advice, which led to the prince's injury.

When Li Chengqian went to see him off, he arranged two members of the "Seventh Group" to escort him. At the same time, he told Lao Yu to help him see how the ship was built there. If the progress was too slow, try his best to supervise him and call him back when the ship was built.

As a result, Yu Zhining came onto the southbound carriage and realized that he seemed to have been fooled. This time it seemed that he was not a slap, but another task. The so-called slap is just a name.

This arrangement made Lao Yu a little amused, but since the edict issued by Li Er, it means that Li Chengqian must have communicated with Lao Li, and even if he is dissatisfied, he has to endure it.

The incident of the two princes and the ministers being exiled did not cause much storm in Chang'an, and life continued peacefully, as if nothing had happened.

In the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty, a battle between the Tang Dynasty and the horse thieves was underway. The battle was still outside Gaochang City.

"Ye, the Tang general on the opposite side dares to fight with someone for 300 rounds!" Yuchi Baolin sat on the horse, holding a steel whip in his hand and shouted to Li Daozong with a gaze.

"War as soon as you fight, I'm afraid that Li will not succeed." As an uncle, Li Daozong almost got angry with Yuchi Baolin. He squeezed his legs and rushed towards Yuchi Baolin with an iron spear.

"Good come! Take a whip from a certain family and hit the head!" Baolin saw two horses approaching, and shouted loudly from a distance. When he rushed to the front, a steel whip hit him and hit him.

The originally angry Li Daozong almost got angry with this kid again. Even if he was fighting against counterfeiting, he wouldn't have fought like this. This is too fake.

But after thinking about it, Li Daozong's subordinates were not slow. They tweaked the iron spear towards the steel whip and pushed it aside.

"Eat me and sweep away the troops." The two horses intersected, and then turned back to the horse's head, Yuchi Baolin shouted again.

There was no eyebrow on the battle formation, and he was afraid that he would be too involved in the fight and would hurt Li Daozong. If that happens, his butt would have to be opened to the flower when he goes home.

Li Daozong also understood what Yuchi Baolin meant and knew that he was afraid of hurting him, but the more he was like this, the more angry he became. Could it be that he, the uncle, was so old that he was so old that he was taken care of by the junior?

However, just when Li Daozong wanted to give Yuchi Baolin a little more powerful look, Baolin immediately whispered: "Uncle, take me away quickly, I have something important to do."

Well? Li Daozong couldn't help but feel confused. What's important? Didn't the information say that nothing is wrong?

"Oh, no, this General Tang is too strong, and a certain family is defeated, run away!" Yuchi Baolin did not give Li Daozong a chance to think too much. He took advantage of the opportunity to fight against Lao Li and let out the steel whip fly out. The man also climbed up to the horse and acted as if he was about to escape. He said, "Uncle, hurry up and catch me back!"

Li Daozong was also useless. In order not to destroy the plan, he stabbed forward with an iron spear in his hand and penetrated into Yuchi Baolin's tripping ribbon. He shook it and picked it off the horse.

"Oh my uncle, why are you really falling?" Yuchi Baolin, who was thrown to the ground, was almost lost and was lying on the ground and kept humming.

In this way, a general among the horse thieves was captured by the Tang army. Both sides resigned and returned to the camp. The first day of the battle ended here.

Yuchi Baolin, who was tied into rice dumplings, got his wish and was taken to Lao Li's camp. After just entering the tent, he began to shout: "Hurry, let go of me, are there any big cakes? Where is the steamed bun? Rice is OK, hurry up, make more. The meat I have eaten in the past few months is almost turning into a live sheep."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked on the butt: "Little bastard, who should I be the one who I am?"

"Oh my uncle, you are here. I haven't had a meal for three days to wait for you, just to eat a bite of the big white steamed buns from my hometown." Yuchi Baolin was thick-skinned and didn't care if he was kicked. He patted his butt and pulled Li Daozong and began to complain.

"Get out of here, I don't have food here. Didn't you tell me to grab 10,000 stones of grain when you replied? Get some for me." Li Daozong broke his arm away from Yuchi Baolin's hand and said with his eyes wide open.

"What? No food? Did you come from Chang'an and bring some food?" Yuchi Baolin asked in surprise.

"Nonsense, I have brought more than 7,000 miles, and I have brought more than 30,000 people to bring food here. How many people do you need to transport them? Have you ever calculated?" Li Daozong squinted at Yuchi Baolin, his eyes full of pickiness, as if he was blaming him as a disciple of the general, he didn't even understand this truth.
Chapter completed!