Dada da... Dada da...

At this time, the flying cavalry had already rushed into Qizhou City like lightning.

People avoided it, and some people couldn't help but want to yell.

But then, the person who was scolding read the truth and saw that it was an urgent news report from Hexi. He swallowed it back into his stomach if he was about to scold.

This is a quick report sent by the urgent military information, which is of great importance. Therefore, if you try to speed up a hundred miles, pedestrians need to give in.

The fast horse was not stopping at all, and it was already heading towards Chang'an quickly.

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Chen Zhengtai was lying on the desk to revise a book and subconsciously sneezes. At this moment, he didn't expect that someone was scolding him in the Daming Palace City.

Subconsciously rubbed my nose, oh... It seems that I have been suffering from cold recently.

This was in ancient times, and it was better to get sick less. Although there was still a lot of penicillin in my mountaineering bag, I could save as much as possible. This was an era when any minor illness could die of illness.

He thought so, and continued to bite the pen and lower his head to compile the book.

Since I have given my own recipe, I think the emperor has already eaten his own good soup. The good soup was sent by this handsome guy. Hahaha... Next, I should write a book to greet the master how he ate it.

He was scribing various words.

Suddenly, someone tiptoed open the study door.

However, the third uncle, who had not seen for a long time, came in slightly trembling. When he saw his nephew holding a pen and practicing something, he stepped forward and glanced at the letter, and saw the words of his mentor Junjian written on the head of the letter.

Suddenly... the sick third uncle seemed to have lived all of a sudden. The dragon spirit shuddered and spoke.

"Zhengtai, you are going to write a book to Li Erlang? Oh, this is a big deal, it is related to the honor and disgrace of our family. Good nephew and good nephew, you have joined the emperor's disciples, and our Chen family is honored. You must be careful when you write a book. You must know that Li Erlang is unhappy, but don't offend him. He is a person who dares to kill even his brothers, so what else can you dare not do?"

As the third uncle said, he sighed and said excitedly: "But... what a nephew, when it comes to flattery, I am just afraid you are not good at it. I eat more salt than rice you eat. Come on, I want to teach you how to flattery and make Li Erlang happy."

The third uncle's face was full of red. In fact, he felt sorry for his grandson Chen Zhengde. He came to ask Chen Zhengtai to plead and not let his relatives raise pigs. But now when he saw Chen Zhengtai writing books to the emperor, he suddenly felt hot. Zhengtai was too young after all, and the old lady has rich experience in life. I didn't brag... How to praise Li Erlang, the world...

While thinking this, he stepped forward and stretched his head to guide himself.

But as soon as the eyes looked over... suddenly, my body shivered, and all my thoughts were interrupted. My shriveled mouth subconsciously opened a strange syllable: "Ah..."

Chen Zhengtai looked up and looked at his third uncle seriously: "What did the third uncle teach me?"

The third uncle suddenly turned around and his old face immediately showed a look of shameless shame.

He... is about to kneel.

He originally thought that he could use rich words to impress Chen Zhengtai and coax Li Erlang again.

But now... looking at Chen Zhengtai's words in his letter, he felt like he had lived on a dog for the rest of his life.

"Zhengtai is really a genius." The third uncle sighed: "I am not as one in ten thousand as Zhongtai."

"Hmm?" Chen Zhengtai was stunned.

Is it strange?

I don't think my writing style is very good.

They are just some ordinary greetings. Of course, I also hailed my mentor and wrote a few words such as "literary and military virtue", or "teacher respects, frugality and loves the people" and "because of the Three Emperors" and "because of the virtues of a man and a ruler have never been better than that since the Three Emperors."

This...is very ordinary, what's so strange?

In fact, Chen Zhengtai didn’t know that the times are progressing.

This flattery is actually a accumulation of history step by step.

Just like the words of the emperor in the Qin and Han Dynasties, the Tang Dynasty, which was a thousand years later, was actually just a little brother. In the Song and Ming Dynasties, they were just a younger brother. What's more, in the Qing Dynasty, where the flattery was a great success, the literati who were shattered all over the place took flattery to the extreme.

Chen Zhengtai was like standing on the shoulders of the giant in the Qing Dynasty, and pinching this flattering cultural crumbs, casually pinching them, and it would be enough to kill all living beings in seconds.

Looking at Chen Zhengtai's calm look, the third uncle's body shook and lowered his proud head. In front of Zhengtai, he was like a child who had just started to be confused.

"No, no, no, there's nothing to teach, Zhengtai, how did you come up with this thing? Teach the third uncle..."

Chen Zhengtai: "…"

The third uncle pinched his goatee and looked thirsty, and he looked very serious at first glance.

Chen Zhengtai was confused and looked down at his letter, "Hmm? What's the difference between this letter? It's very ordinary."

"Uncle is too rude..."

The third uncle seemed very serious. He squinted his eyes, and his eyes showed a light of wisdom. He sighed in his heart that since the Chen family had a genealogy, it can be traced back to the Western Han Dynasty. As the Emperor of the Chen family, there has never been such a person. This kid is wise and stupid, looking stupid, like a nerd, but in fact it is unfathomable. He coughed and forgot about his grandson for a moment, and still said with a smile: "Master, this... this, this letter must be sent out quickly, so that Li Erlang can see it one day."

Chen Zhengtai shook his head: "I'm afraid I'll slow down. I heard from Ma Zhou that His Majesty the Emperor doesn't like reading my letters. Alas... It's really a fallen flower and a flowing water without mercy."

Uncle San suddenly started to liven up again, and he felt very regretful. Li Erlang was really in a blessing and didn't know how to be blessed. Humph, if there is such considerate and beautiful person around me, I'm afraid I'll have to live a few more years.

Chen Zhengtai carefully put the letter in hand. He had to worry about a lot of things now. First of all, he had to recognize all the complex relationships of the Chen family. There was no way. In this era, there were all large clans and too many people. In addition, there were pig farming and salt making, which were very important.

After these three or five days, everything was peaceful.

In the beginning of spring, it rains heavily and the moon does not open. Moss also grows between the bluestone road in front of the Chen family. If you are not careful, you will slip. There are few pedestrians outside. However, the visitors from the Chen family are deserted and there are no visitors on weekdays. Such days have been going on for many years.

The decline of the family starts with the number of visitors.

Fortunately, the Chen family has become accustomed to it.

Chen Zhengtai has been running to the salt pond outside the city these days. The refined white salt must be produced more, but as for sales, there is no need to worry about it.

Of course, his mind was still on Li Er. I don’t know if he had his own recipe, the old fire soup he offered, and his mentor would be happy after eating it, but... why has there been no news so far?

In the Daming Palace...

The rains and rains for several days did not stop the monarchs and ministers in the court from enjoying the beautiful scenery of spring. The plan for the year lies in spring. This is the spring plowing season, which is the most important thing about the national destiny. Li Shimin summoned the officials of the three provinces and the Ministry of Revenue for several days. In the past few days, the affairs have been complicated.

But... Since the last time I ate the soup, Li Shimin felt like he was hiding his worries.

On the one hand, the military situation of the Liang Shidu was not followed for a few days, which made him worried.

On the other hand, what made him feel empty was... Chen Zhengtai's letter... was gone.

In fact...every time Chen Zhengtai came to write a book, he disliked it. The words in it were too numb, and he kept asking whether he had eaten it or not, which was very annoying.

But now there is no news all of a sudden, but it suddenly makes people feel uncomfortable.

Li Shimin actually felt a little sad deep in his heart, as if he had lost something while he was busy every day.

He wanted to ask Ma Zhou, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he simply kept silent.

However, he used the excuse to indirectly ask the officials of the Ministry of Education, Chen Zhengtai's father Chen Jiye's salt affairs, and wanted to learn some of the inside stories through the salt affairs.

But who knew that the officials in the province answered him even more strange. In the past, Chen Jiye wrote memorials every day and said he was wronged, but now he doesn't submit memorials anymore. The Chen family's father and son seemed to disappear all of a sudden.

This is not the style of the Chen family.

Could it be... Chen Zhengtai... is sick...

This made Li Shimin feel a little sad. You should know that in this era, any disease is a great thing. Not to mention ordinary people, even if it is the royal family, many people died prematurely due to a serious illness.

Li Shimin even wanted to order the imperial doctor to see Chen Zhengtai.

But after thinking about it carefully, he finally held back. He calmed down and decided to calm down. He thought more about Chen Zhengtai's bad habits, such as the recipe that the bastard gave me, the pot of bad soup made, hum, I have not cured him yet.
Chapter completed!