Good rain knows the season, and it happens when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The wild paths are black, and the river boats are bright. Look at the red and wet places in the morning, and the flowers are heavy in the brocade of Guancheng.

A spring night is a delicate and refreshing rain. Although this poem describes cd, it is also appropriate to use it in Chang'an City. The light rain has been drizzling all night, and the spring rain is as precious as oil, washing away the Chang'an imperial capital fresh and clean.

Although the street is a bit muddy, the pedestrians' faces are filled with joy, and peach blossoms sprinkle everywhere, and the breeze brings a light fragrance. This spring came very late this year, but after all, it is here, and this is the sowing season that ordinary people desire the most.

In the palace, the government hall is established.

There was a recliner at the entrance of the hall. Li Shimin's eyes were half-closed and his face looked very comfortable. There were two Hu stools next to the recliner. Changsun sat on the stool on the left and Yang Fei sat on the stool on the right.

The three-year-old Little Shizi was lying on Yang Fei's lap, her big black eyes were pitch black and bright. She was curious to look at the drizzle outside, and she stretched out her hands from time to time to test the raindrops, but unfortunately, she was gently blocked by Yang Fei's hand every time.

There were three or four little kids sitting on the ground behind the lounge chair and stool. The oldest was only in his teens, and the youngest was wearing open-crotch pants.

These little kids are all princes. Li Shimin's genius is indeed very uneasy. The little kids keep shouting and making noise, as if they are fighting for some strange toy. The palace maids are waiting carefully, for fear that some prince will make trouble for His Majesty.

Adults are looking at the scenery outside and children are playing and playing inside. What a pleasant and warm scene.

It turned out that today was the rest of the court, and Li Shimin didn't have to go to court. When he was in a hurry, he went to the queen's bedroom to enjoy the rain. Unexpectedly, he found a good baby...

"Your Majesty!" Changsun held a freshly peeled pear in his hand, and handed it to Li Shimin while saying unhappy: "You will bully me. I haven't even lie down a few times before, so you took over the place as soon as you came. The hero of a country used a recliner, but let us two weak women sit on a bench. If this matter is spread, you are not afraid of laughing at the people."

"What am I afraid of?" Li Shimin opened his eyes slightly and said comfortably: "We are a man, and it is natural to sleep in his wife's bed, let alone a recliner?"

"But this recliner is Yue... it was given to me by the Marquis of Jingyang..." Changsun almost blurted out the word "Yue'er". Suddenly, he thought that Yang Fei was by his side, so he stopped changing his words. However, he still pushed Li Shimin a few times and complained: "Your Majesty, come down quickly and let me lie down!"

"No!" Li Shimin shook his head. In order to prevent the queen from robbing the recliner, he even narrowed his eyes that had just opened and pretended to be sleepy: "I reviewed the memorials all night yesterday, and now I'm just going to sleep back. Don't bother me."

This is a decisive intention to be a scoundrel. If the emperor is shameless and wants to occupy something, no one in the world can rob him. Changsun twisted Li Shimin's arm angrily and said to Concubine Yang with a shady face: "You don't help but say something, you know you're secretly happy."

Concubine Yang snorted. While she carefully blocked Yizi and reached out to touch the raindrops, she giggled: "Sister, you can't even care. How can the girl persuade His Majesty? If you want to blame, it's a big mistake. He must know that this recliner will cause crazy robbery after being sent to the palace, but he just asked someone to bring back one... I'm not afraid of his Majesty and his sister's joke. When I came to my sister to pay my respects yesterday, I wanted to try this recliner. I saw my sister lying on it with a look of enjoyment, so I forced myself to not ask for it. Hehe, I told me that His Majesty should have kicked Jingyang Marquis hard at the beginning, so that he would not always do such a bad thing."

"You can't say that!" Changsun was unhappy and argued: "The journey from outside the pass to Chang'an is very long. The caravans are inconvenient to travel. They are too busy just to transport food and supplies. Where can there be free carriages and horses to help the royal family carry things? This recliner takes up a lot of space."

Concubine Yang chuckled and covered her mouth and said, "It's reasonable for all the sisters to go."

Changsun was also happy, and suddenly remembered something, and waved to a palace maid and said, "Go and give Yang Fei the Journey to the West sent by the Marquis of Jingyang to Concubine Yang so that she would not be worried about it all day long."

The palace maid agreed and ran to the edge of Fengkong in Changsun's bedroom to get the book. Concubine Yang said in surprise: "Ah! Journey to the West is a complete book?"

"How could it be the full version?" Changsun smiled slightly and said proudly: "The child is busy now and can hardly take time to write things. This time, he only sent fifty chapters, saying that he would send them as he writes them in the future, and he also asked me to make a serial number. He wanted to see if anyone urged me to update..."

Concubine Yang frowned and said, "It's only fifty chapters, that's not enough!" She said a little worriedly, "It's also a fault for the girl to talk too much. Not long ago, Ke'er wanted to listen to the story, so the girl told him the Journey to the West. As a result, this brat clamored to listen to the following text every day, and the girl was so big."

Changsun stroked his forehead with his hand and said speechlessly: "Isn't the same in this palace? I want to listen to the big monkey every day. Look, I'm energetic again!" As he said that, he pointed to the little Snow, and Concubine Yang looked down and saw that Snow was biting his little finger with a mouthful of water, and his two round big eyes were full of brilliance.

"Mother, the whisper must listen to the big monkey!" the little girl said eagerly with a titty voice.

Changsun chuckled and said to Concubine Yang: "Look, it's starting again!"

At this moment, Li Shimin suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Take the poems sent by that kid to me. It rains in spring nights. Did this kid expect it would rain in Chang'an in the next few days?"

"It's natural to rain in spring, what's so strange about this?" Changsun looked at Li Shimin with a blame, and said a little unrestrainedly: "Recently, the Taoist sect is shouting that there are star kings coming down to earth, and Buddhism also says that they have reincarnated monks. If your Majesty's words are heard by those people, they may cause trouble for the Marquis of Jingyang again. You can't say anything like rain in the future."

Li Shimin snorted and said lightly: "It's okay, the world is always owned by the Li family."

Changsun had no choice but to recruit the palace maids again and ordered: "Go and bring the letters from the Marquis of Jingyang. Your Majesty will read the poems above."

The palace maid ran away and soon took the letter and turned around. Li Shimin took out the paper and looked carefully. He said, "It's good rain that knows the season. When spring happens, this little brat is a bit literary..."

Not only is it literary, this song "Happy Rain on Spring Night" is a famous work handed down by the poet Du Fu. It describes how appropriate and delicate spring rain is. Han Yue plagiarized and found famous works, which made Li Shimin nod.

The queen said with a smile: "What I like most is the second sentence, sneaking into the night with the wind and moistening things silently. How meticulous the child has to observe so carefully that he can write a spring rain so vividly!"

"If you praise him again, you will go to heaven!" Li Shimin snorted, and for some reason he felt a little jealous. In the past, the queen could only praise him, but now she kept talking about that brat, and her ears were about to hear calluses.

He suddenly slowly got up from the recliner, stood at the door of the hall and looked at the drizzle outside, and said with a deep meaning: "It's already spring rain in the Central Plains, and the wind outside the pass is still cold. If Guanyin maid is idle, she might as well make more clothes for the brat and write a letter of teaching and reprimanding, so that he won't get used to being wild outside and forget that Chang'an is home."
Chapter completed!