The Tang Dynasty convoy was thrown to a halt.

This place is a slightly empty place. The weeds and gravel on the ground were simply cleaned up. But when he saw a chair placed in the center of the venue, Emperor Li Shimin sat firmly on it. The chair was facing north and south. The layout was exactly the same as the decoration of the Taiji Hall of the Palace. It was obviously a simple wooden chair, but Li Shimin sat it with the smell of a dragon chaise.

Although the venue was empty, it was not empty. Hundreds of civil servants and generals were in two rows, each holding their own brocade mats and kneeling on the open space.

This is a simple morning dynasty of the Tang Dynasty, which set a precedent from ancient times to the present. The so-called national affairs in the world cannot be delayed in one day, so even on the way, the morning dynasty of the Tang Dynasty still needs to be opened every day.

But today, there are some exceptions.

The civil and military officials of the court had gathered together, but Li Shimin had no intention of opening a court to discuss matters. The emperor just sat steadily on a chair, and seemed to have not woken up and pretended to be asleep.

As the world passed by bit by bit, the courtiers below looked at each other.

Finally someone couldn't help but speak with a tentative voice: "Your Majesty, the morning breeze is slightly dewy, and the body is a little cold. I think Your Majesty is sleepy, I am afraid that you can't sleep well because you work day and night. People nap in the wind, and it is most likely to feel the wind and cold occasionally. Why don't you ask Your Majesty to move the frame and go to the car for a little rest..."

Beautiful enough!

There is no shortage of reminders in the words.

The real meaning of this is: Your Majesty, can you open the morning court? If you don’t open the morning court, hurry up and let me say a word. All the civil and military officials in the court are sitting here. What’s the matter with you closing your eyes like this?

The one who can advise the emperor in the morning court is definitely not an ordinary person.

This person is Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.

The old house is not actually accusing the emperor, but really advising the emperor to take a break. After all, the court meeting must be opened every day, so you don’t have to be too rigid when walking. Whether it is opened in the morning or at noon, even if it is delayed until dusk, there is no big problem. As long as you can handle government affairs, the court meeting can be opened at any time.

Unfortunately, the old house didn't persuade him. The persuasion seemed to have a counterproductive effect. Li Shimin was just closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, and his body was still sitting upright. However, after hearing the old house's advice, the emperor actually lay down lazily.

"Lying down...louching?"

The civil and military officials in the court were stunned and stared at Li Shimin's lazy posture. The emperor of a country leaned on the chair, saying that he was not lying like lying, and saying that he was not lying like sitting. If he was to describe it in a more harsh sentence, it could be said that he was "not as good as a monarch."

How can an emperor be so casual?

Old House hesitated for a moment, his face slightly abnormal. The prime minister of the Tang Dynasty followed Li Shimin for twenty years, and he had never seen the emperor be like this.

Lao Fang couldn't help but glance behind him and quietly gave a wink at a prince. The king was Li Xiaogong, the prince of Hejian. According to the convention, he sat in the first row of the Wuxun. Lao Fang's intention of winking him was very clear. He wanted Li Xiaogong to help and persuade the emperor.

But this look was fine if it didn't work, but once it was used, something bizarre happened. However, seeing that Li Xiaogong was sitting upright, but after the old house was winking, he suddenly relaxed all over. Although his butt was still sitting on the brocade mat, he was already loose and unseen.

Not only that, this guy even took off his shoes.

It would be fine to take off his shoes, but he also started to pick his feet.

I was very comfortable while picking it up. My eyes were squinted into a line, and I even picked up a piece of old skin on my feet, twisted it in my hand and put it next to my nose to smell it...

It's like a big guy who snatches his feet!

Then the guy suddenly laughed and said happily: "Damn it, it's so comfortable. I've been patrolling the camp last night, and my feet were covered with wet sweat, which made me feel very itchy and I've wanted to sniff hard. I originally wanted to hold back and sniff before sniffing, but His Majesty had no plans to start sniff. Since that's the case, I'm so happy. Damn, this sniff is so unbearable..."

As he said that, he suddenly turned his head, looked at a general beside him, and said with a smile: "Old ox, can we discuss it? I know that you have a knife with you, and you can lend the knife you carry to me!"

The general next to him was Niu Jinda. He heard this and his eyes were slightly flipped, and he asked curiously: "What did the prince borrow my knife?"

Li Xiaogong pointed his big stinky feet and said, "My feet are so itchy and piercing. It's not enough to just rely on your hands to pick them up. So I want to borrow a knife to peel the old skin on your feet, and then poke all the itchiest blisters for it. Hurry up and borrow them..."

As he said that, he stretched out his big hand and waited for Niu Jinda to lend him the knife.

Unexpectedly, Niu Jinda looked at him up and down, and suddenly shouted coldly and said, "Get out!"

"Oh!"

Li Xiaogong glared at the eyes and seemed very unhappy and said, "You dare to scold the king?"

Niu Jinda said lightly, "So what about Wang Jue? I'll scold you if you want to scold me! Xiaodao is the utensil used by me to cut meat. You actually want to borrow it to peel off the old skin on your feet. This is disrespectful to others, and it's considered light to let you get out. Even if Your Majesty asks you to borrow it like this, I, Niu Jinda, promised to roll my eyes..."

"Oh, you are not good at your surname Niu. This Niu has a strong temper!"

Li Xiaogong said 'hey', suddenly turned his head to look at Li Shimin on the chair, and said whistling: "Your Majesty, you heard it, Niu Jinda is so arrogant."

Li Shimin finally opened his eyes slowly, but he still maintained the posture of lying lazily on the chair.

But seeing the emperor smiled faintly, he said leisurely: "You can avoid making jokes. I don't need to persuade me. I want to lie down like this today, lazy and relaxed, and feel extremely comfortable. As for today's morning court discussions, I suggest you take it slow for the time being..."

Li Xiaogong was stunned for a moment, turned his head and blinked at Fang Xuanling. The meaning was clearly saying: Old house, you can see clearly. The method of my king's persuasion was not effective. I just made a joke, but His Majesty saw through it at first sight.

Niu Jinda next to him also looked at Fang Xuanling, nodded slightly and suggested: I deliberately quarrel with the king, and as usual, he should have been scolded by His Majesty. As a result, His Majesty doesn't care at all, and our advice is in vain.

It turns out that they were acting just now!

Otherwise, how dare you do this at the court meeting!

Fang Xuanling's expression was hesitant again, as if he did not intend to continue to persuade Li Shimin. There must be reasons for the abnormal world, and there must be reasons for the emperor's strangeness today.

Several important officials were thinking this way when they suddenly saw Li Shimin lifting his head.
Chapter completed!