"Give him the third brother's hammer..."

Li Shimin was slightly stunned, and his expression seemed to be moving.

However, the emperor then shook his head and said to Xiao Suo: "Someone told me that it was a pair of fierce soldiers, with too much blood and too strong evil spirits. My third brother died under the thunder. I don't want anyone else to do this."

What this said is in line with the psychology of the ancients.

Looking at Li Yuanba's life, there were so many murders. The final outcome was to be struck by lightning. No one could be sure if this was retribution. The ancients did not understand science and thought that there were gods and immortals between heaven and earth. Even Li Shimin, as the emperor, could not escape the influence of the sayings of immortals and gods.

When Empress Changsun was told by him, she was already scared to the point of pale face and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes, I didn't expect this matter. I must not give that pair of hammers to Li Yun, so that it will be sealed in the royal treasure house forever."

Li Shimin nodded, reached out to hold Queen Changsun's arm, and said warmly: "Let's go back to the palace. It's been too long today. I still have many memorials that have not been processed yet. I feel very anxious at this time..."

The couple walked hand in hand, and Li Shimin suddenly looked back at several important officials, pondered and said, "The salt has been released, and there will be disputes. I guess it will start to quarrel in a few days. Then you will need to accompany you to perform the show together in the court."

Old Cheng Niu glared and widened his eyes widened, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I have made up my mind. No matter who jumps out this time, I will fight him one-on-one."

Li Shimin laughed and pretended to be unhappy and said, "Don't do anything, how can you fight alone in the court..."

The topic suddenly changed, and he said slowly: "But after I go to court, I can't control it. One-on-one fight between ministers is a matter of martial arts."

Old Cheng spat and hummed, "Those civil officials of the Zi family are just a little more polite. They have a lot of bravery, and one minister can beat a hundred ministers."

Li Shimin looked at him and said a little worriedly: "What I am worried about is their verbal words. The family inheritance continues and controls the people in the world. There are hundreds of thousands of scholars and 90% of them. If they make public opinion, I will not be able to suppress it."

Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui looked at each other and suddenly said in unison: "The civil servants have their own verbal words. Your Majesty can rest assured. I will definitely not give in."

Li Xiaogong stood up again and said with a serious face: "I am in charge of the Yongzhou Prefecture and is responsible for the security of the east and west counties of Chang'an. I have often reported these days, saying that the security is uneven in the city and outside the city, and there are also slutty people who spread unfavorable words. I want to strictly clean up this and prepare to allocate a military force as the Marquis of the Wuhou in the streets. Once a person is found, he will first arrest the enemy country according to the details, whether it is right or wrong, and beat him to death..."

Li Shimin looked at him and said without comment: "This is the right of your Yongzhou Prefecture. The Prince of Hejian should not report to me."

Li Xiaogong suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "You can only mobilize troops into the city if you give the tiger talisman."

Li Shimin was stunned for a moment and frowned and said, "There are seven Zhechong Mansions around Chang'an, all of which are nominally under the command of your Hejian Prince. You don't need a tiger talisman to mobilize the troops of the mansion. Why do you ask me for a tiger talisman?"

Li Xiaogong yelled again and said, "No, I just want to tune a thousand Xuan armored iron cavalry."

As soon as these words were said, everyone changed their color.

Black Armored Iron Cavalry?

One thousand people?

hiss……

Everyone gasped.

Li Ji suddenly spoke and said angrily: "Li Xiaogong, are you crazy? You actually want to transfer the Xuan Armored Iron Cavalry to serve as the Marquis of Wu? Do you know that those people are all too murderous? Do you want to transfer them to waste Chang'an City?"

Li Ji was obviously too shocked and even directly accused a prince.

Several important officials next to him shook their heads repeatedly, all persuading Li Xiaogong not to mobilize the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry.

That army was just a group of butchers, how could it be mobilized casually?

Even the emperor frowned, staring at Li Xiaogong with his tiger eyes.

Li Xiaogong didn't care how everyone reacted, but just reached out to Li Shimin and asked again: "Tiger Talisman, a thousand iron cavalry, will you give it to him?"

This time, he was no longer a hippie smile, but his face had turned into a serious look.

Li Shimin pondered for a long time before finally nodding slowly and said, "Well, I'll give you a thousand, but the tiger talisman is not on me. I will send someone to you when I return to the palace."

Li Xiaogong arched his hands and then quietly retreated to the side.

Li Shimin looked up at the sky and never said anything to his ministers again. The emperor reached out to hold Empress Changsun's arm, and the couple walked slowly along the official road.

After walking a few steps, I saw a group of people rushing out from both sides of the road. They were all disguised and followed the Royal Hundred Riders, who had been secretly protecting them.

Not long after walking, I suddenly saw a frame rushing from afar. Li Shimin looked back and waved his hands at several important officials, then helped the queen get on the frame together.

The wheels rolled and headed straight to Chang'an.

The next few important officials bid farewell from afar, and then they had the opportunity to say something to each other. First, Li Xiaogong touched his stomach and said a little unsatisfied: "I left in a hurry just now, so I should take some food home. Those braised pork and other treasures must be tasted by everyone in my family..."

Li Jishen felt the same way and couldn't help but turn back to Xiaoyan Mountain.

Old Cheng Niu glared at his eyes, and suddenly chuckled twice. He first put his big hands on his hands, then licked the corner of his mouth, and said shamelessly: "Everyone gives me five hundred coins, I will ask that baby to send a cook to your house..."

Pooh!

Everyone spat and laughed and followed the official road back to Chang'an.

...

After sending off a group of big shots from Xiaoyan Mountain, Li Yun suddenly came to Cheng Chumo and said, "You call a few servants, then find a few strong refugees, then load a truck of salt, and wait until the night is quietly taken back to Chang'an."

"What are you doing?"

Cheng Chumo was patrolling the refugees for dinner, and he was stunned and scratched his forehead when he heard this.

This guy obviously didn't know what Li Yun meant, and asked in a confused face, "Master, why did you ask me to go back to Chang'an? And you also have to bring a truck of salt?"

Suddenly his eyes lit up, his eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Ahhaha, I understand, Master, do you want to show off directly and let our salt industry compete with the Wang family in Taiyuan?"

Li Yun looked at him unhappy and said helplessly: "How many times have I told you that you should do things in a low-key manner and be a low-key person, especially in the early stages of making money, you have to earn silently. How can you stare at your biggest competitors as soon as you come up and provoke them, wouldn't you be embarrassed by yourself..."

He stopped here and explained, "I asked you to bring a truck of salt to give gifts to each household. This is very urgent, but your father can't do it. You are a junior, and giving gifts is in accordance with the rules."

"Why!"

Cheng Chumo jumped three feet high, his face full of reluctance.

Wouldn't it be a waste to ask him to give him salt as a gift?

The guy hummed twice and shouted, "Is it easy for us to make salt? First, we have to hammer and mine, and then we have to crush and remove the poison. The refugees squatted beside the big pot during the dog days, and sweat drippingly waiting to make salt chunks. It's so hard, without complaining. The disciple felt so uncomfortable when he saw it. Master, you actually asked me to send salt..."

As he said that, his head was shaking like a rattle, he said angrily: "No, no, I would rather buy other gifts than give them fine salt as gifts. I don't want to give these salts."

Li Yun glared at the eyes and scolded: "If you don't want to go, believe it or not, our salt industry can't continue."

Cheng Chumo was slightly stunned and said with dissatisfaction: "Master, who are you scaring? Why can't you continue to deal with the salt industry? With my father's support and Uncle Li Ji and Uncle Qin Qiong's protection, who dares to bare his teeth with us in the Tang Dynasty? I don't believe that there is no king's law."

Li Yun smiled helplessly and explained to him in a soft tone: "They will support you, but it's not enough. You need to pull all the people in your father's circle. It's not the purpose of giving salt. The real purpose is to let everyone see the quality of this salt. Only when they see snowflake salt with their own eyes can we firmly believe that your Cheng family has a big industry that can take off."
Chapter completed!