I was secretly hated in my heart and despised Zhao Kun, who was both good at rap. Unexpectedly, Uncle Li also looked sad and was too thin to help Zhao Kun, and his voice was very student: "I know your feelings. I miss you a loyal and martyr in the Zhao family. I am my guard, uncle, cousin, and your brother. In order to protect my safety, all the dangers are lost in the military formation. It is hard to find a bone. In the Loyal Soul Temple in the future, it will be their place to sleep for people all over the world to worship and cherish it..."

Suddenly, I wanted to slap myself twice, but I couldn't explain the reason, but I just felt that my thoughts were too much.

"Your Majesty..." Zhao Kunhu's eyes were filled with tears, and he couldn't say anything, and tears flashed in Uncle Li's eyes.

I don’t know why, but this success of my proposal did not make me happy. Instead, I felt a heavy sadness. Uncle Li didn’t seem to feel very comfortable. After not doing it for a long time, I said goodbye.

This time, Zhao Kun asked Uncle Li for his order and personally sent me out of the palace gate. Outside the palace gate, Zhao Kun suddenly gave me a long bow before I was about to get on the horse: "Thank you, Lord Fang!"

"I dare not, Lord Zhao, don't be polite." He couldn't stop him, so he had to sideways to avoid him.

Zhao Kun twitched the corner of his mouth and returned to his flat black face: "Zhao is thanking my family and my old friends. In this way, I will say goodbye!"

"Second Young Master, who is he? His nostrils are facing the sky!" Fang Cheng muttered in my ear, with disdainful eyes.

"The head of the imperial guard in the palace, the most trusted bodyguard around His Majesty the Emperor, a man who only knows how to be cool all day long... Well, hoho, he is not a good person anyway." He left Fang Cheng, who was still shocked by Zhao Kun's identity, flew straight onto the horse, and beat the horse amid Fang Cheng's shouts...

The inexplicable joy in my heart almost made me want to sing on the street. I absolutely believe that Uncle Li’s promise is just a sustenance of Uncle Li’s friendship. The establishment of the Loyal Soul Temple has a very important political significance and will even change many things. I believe Uncle Li must have seen this. Uncle Li, who has always been proud of his military achievements, will definitely have a way to let those heroes who have lived and died for the country and the people have a place to requiem.

In the middle of July of the fifteenth year of Zhenguan, Uncle Li held a grand banquet, and all the ministers who were resting at home were invited to attend. During the half-time banquet, Uncle Li suddenly announced another edict to build a Loyal Soul Temple in the Tang Military Academy to commemorate the heroes who sacrificed their lives for the Tang Dynasty. Whether it was the past or the Tang Dynasty heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country in the future, they would be able to worship and admire the future of the Loyal Soul Temple in the Loyal Soul Temple, commemorate the great achievements of these heroes in the Tang Dynasty, learn from their fearless spirit of sacrifice for the empire, the Chinese nation, and the Chinese nation.

As Xuezheng of the Tang Military Academy, this young master was able to accompany the last party to participate in this unprecedented banquet and witness a good show.

As soon as Uncle Li announced an edict, a group of chaos in Hanyun Hall was in trouble at that time, especially those old generals who had retired. The old ministers were so excited that they cried bitterly and made great praise for Uncle Li's wise decisions. First of all, the leaders of the military group praised him vigorously, believing that this move was conducive to the stability and development of the country and to increase the army's loyalty to the country.

The civil lawsuit group did not form a group like usual, but instead divided into two factions to fight each other. One was the Confucian master group headed by the Chinese scholar Kong Yingda, while the other was the powerful faction in the court. My old man, Wei Zheng, and even Changsun Yinren also stood by them. Nonsense, who would not want to be famous in history and leave a name in the pavilion? At least they stood on the same front temporarily and made a loud support for Uncle Li's wise decision.

The military group naturally did not want to miss such an opportunity, and joined forces with the common aspirants of the civil service group to strongly criticize the Confucian representative group, which was a big fuss. Uncle Cheng's voice was loudest, and he had the spirit of fighting against a hundred.

In the end, two fists were hard to beat four hands, and ended with a group of Confucian masters' opposition failed. But I think what is strange is why Uncle Li didn't mention the Lingyan Pavilion. Forget it, the purpose of building the Loyal Soul Temple is what I really want.

Uncle Li announced on the spot that the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of Rites and he would draw up a list by himself, and then handed it over to me, the principal of the Tang Military Academy, the unfinished Tang Dynasty, to supervise the construction of the Zhonghun Temple.

So I stood up surrounded by the envious, jealous, hostile and even hatred eyes of everyone, and took on this arduous and glorious task with high fighting spirit.

The old man kept laughing, smiling all the way, his eyes narrowed. Well, it seemed that the old man's excitement seemed to be a little too hot, and he felt very strange. After asking, the old man didn't say anything, just caressed his long beard and let the BMW under his seat move forward leisurely. Even if it doesn't matter, cut it!

When I returned home that night, the old man who had already been drinking staggeringly at the palace banquet was still very excited. He brought wine and food and chewed it at home. The whole family respectfully accompanied the old man to drink and eat meat. My mother could not resist the excitement of the old man. After drinking a lot, she asked a few questions unwillingly. The old man still said nothing, and only knew how to drink until he was drunk until he was drunk.

After signaling Uncle Shen to ask the servant to carry the old man back to the room to rest, the family moved their eyes to me with a mist on their back. "Jun'er, what's going on? Something is wrong with your father, and I don't know why he is happy?" My mother pulled me and said.

"It's nothing, it's a good thing anyway." I happily picked up a piece of greasy venison jerky and stuffed it into the mouth of the third child who was crawling on me and making fun of me.

My mother quickly picked out the meat from the third child's mouth and glared at me: "Being dying, it's midnight. If you ask your brother to eat this, you won't have a stomachache tomorrow. Sanlang doesn't eat meat, right? Be good... Come on, my mother will pick up a piece of vegetable for you. Don't flatten my mouth, and you will beat me to pieces your butt again!" Welcome to visit

The third brother could only open his mouth helplessly, full of tears, and let his mother keep stuffing vegetables into it like a hole, which is a bit like the science and education film of the duck feeding mode of later generations.

The elder brother pulled me unwillingly, wiped his mouth, and told him what happened today. The elder brother's eyes lit up and he said, "It's indeed a good thing! But this is too magnificent..."

Before my elder brother finished speaking, he saw me plucking his eyes at him with a bone beside him, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Ho ho, I almost forgot that our second brother is also a general, so that's good..."

"The Tang Dynasty has become more stable because of my good husband." The palace maid's sister leaned in my arms with a smile on her eyes. "Isn't this a fool?" I asked the palace maid's sister hesitantly, and the answer I got was a charming anger: "Mr.

"Okay, okay, good beauty, I've been saying a word, this is a complete success. Green Butterfly, how about it? Do you think those paintings are beautiful?"

"Beautiful, young master, then you have to give me a set?" Ludie was still happily copying Master Yan's drawings, and responded.

"This girl." Looking at the happy appearance of Green Butterfly, I'll send these paintings to the printing library two days later, and I won't be rushing for these two days anyway.

"By the way, I feel strange, why didn't Your Majesty tell me about building Lingyan Pavilion? Even the Loyal Soul Temple can be built, let alone Yu Lingyan Pavilion? Could it be that Your Majesty changed his mind?" This question has been in my heart since I came back from the banquet.

"Your Majesty shouldn't have built Lingyan Pavilion," the palace maid put his hand on my open collar, stroked my strong chest muscles like iron, smiled charmingly, with a charming look: "Lingyan Pavilion is a private, the Loyal Soul Temple is a master, and Your Majesty is a wise king. Since you can build a Loyal Soul Temple, Lingyan Pavilion is just for Your Majesty to remember your close friends and loyal ministers. In such an occasion, you don't think..."

"Besides, I heard you today, Master's happiness. I think I must have known some things about Lingyan Pavilion. Hoho, Your Majesty is amazing. Using Lingyan Pavilion as bait, there is no need to worry about those important officials of the court not following His Majesty's order. Oh..." The palace maid didn't expect that I suddenly pinched my butt and gave me a shame.

We are excited. This girl is too capable. No wonder. I always think it is the credit of the Zhonghun Temple. But Uncle Li, the Zhonghun Temple, said it was specially used for the martyrs who rode horses. Now I finally understood. Uncle Li, this bad guy, let alone others, just say my father. What is the purpose of working diligently all day long? It is said that he is loyal to the country, but he wants to leave a name in history. Uncle Li's trick is also attractive, but it is also right. Who doesn't make a name for himself? Unless he is a fool! Well, our beautiful lady is really smart.
Chapter completed!