Cheng Yaojin touched his chin and said, "The prince is so wronged. It's really touching to do such a thing to deal with the snow disaster."

After Li Chongyi's words fell, a group of censors also fell silent.

After looking at the notes again, Li Chongyi continued to speak: "I think that even if the prince is wrong in Shang Shang, it is still for the purpose of curing the snow disaster. I would like to ask Your Majesty to decide on the rewards and punishments."

After reciting the words on the note, Li Chongyi bowed and stood in the hall.

Li Shimin was very curious about what Li Chongyi was looking at.

Generally speaking, when court officials want to speak, they will write things on the tablet. As for what Li Chongyi holds, they should have prepared in advance.

It is also to ask Li Chengqian and Li Tai to deal with the snow disaster to complete the mission in the court.

It seems that these two brothers have done quite well so far.

Li Chongyi asked His Majesty to make a decision on rewards and punishments, and then pushed the problem to Li Shimin.

Usually, Li Chongyi is quite honest, but Li Shimin looked at him suspiciously. This is not like what this kid would say on weekdays.

Seeing Li Chongyi secretly glance at the note in his hand again, Li Shimin had a general guess in his mind.

Sitting upright, seeing that Wei Zheng had nothing to say, Li Shimin also calmed down.

Fang Xuanling saw the situation and walked out and said, "Your Majesty, the prince is going to do business to manage the snow disaster. It is better to wait until the snow disaster is over before discussing the prince's merits and demerits."

"Okay." Li Shimin accepted Fang Xuanling's opinion with a smile.

After resigning from the court, Li Chongyi was about to leave the Tai Chi Hall, but was stopped by a small eunuch.

"Your Majesty summoned me, please ask me."

The little eunuch had a smile on his face.

Li Chongyi was alert to follow him all the way to Wude Hall.

His Majesty and the Supreme Emperor Li Yuan are talking, but they are not easy to disturb him and stand aside.

Li Yuan, who had a gray beard, saw Li Chongyi and said, "This is the boy from the Xiaogong family."

Li Chongyi then took a step forward, "Greetings to Your Majesty, the Supreme Emperor."

Li Yuan smiled and said, "How old are you?"

"Seventeen." Li Chongyi replied.

"Seventeen?" Li Yuan recalled, "Have you married?"

Li Shimin said: "I haven't married yet."

"It's really not young, it's time to consider the marriage." Li Yuan nodded and said.

Li Shimin looked at Li Chongyi and said, "Take the things in your hands and don't hide them."

Li Chongyi honestly took out the note.

It was passed on to Li Shimin by the little eunuch.

Li Shimin took a look and verified his guess, but he didn't expect that the face-saving handwriting was so poor, thanks to Li Chongyi's recognition.

With a helpless smile, Li Shimin said, "Li Zheng's handwriting has not improved at all."

Li Shimin saw through it, and Li Chongyi just smiled awkwardly.

Li Shimin continued: "Li Zheng is a kid who is thinking about it. He has no right to go all day long. Please stop interacting with him."

"I understand."

"Go home." Li Shimin spoke.

Li Chongyi left Wude Hall with a nervous heart. This should not be considered a deception of the emperor.

After Li Chongyi left, Li Yuan said, "I have heard Li Zheng's name several times."

Li Shimin put the note in front of Li Yuan and said, "He is not a child who surrenders so easily."

Li Yuan smiled even happier, "There are people you, Li Shimin, can't handle."

In Wude Hall, the father and son were talking about things in a low voice.

The court caused quite a stir because of the prince's affairs.

Di Zhixun, who worked in the East Palace, was very anxious to know about this.

After all, it is for the prince to do business, and it is related to the prince, and it is related to himself.

If the prince had any mistakes, the big man from the East Palace would not have any good ending.

Di Zhixun came to Li Zheng's home.

Since he came to Chang'an, he has been very curious about Li Zheng, the child.

His rumors were also very loud in Chang'an.

Now, no one knows the name Li Zheng, and no one knows it.

Just a twelve-year-old child, what should a twelve-year-old child learn in Di Zhixun’s own cognition?

You can understand some great principles by knowing the text

You must be as familiar with the four arts as Li Zheng, understand all kinds of craftsmanship, and reach the state of natural craftsmanship.

It is already very rare for such people to exist alone.

But if this person is a twelve-year-old child, it would be a bit shocking.

Or maybe Li Zheng came to the world, and God was helping Li Shimin?

Di Zhixun looked at Li Zheng's yard and said to Li Zheng who was sitting next to the teapot: "I know you are very rich. Why do you live in such a simple place? You are the only one of you father and son in your family, so why don't you even have a servant?"

Li Zheng closed his eyes and whispered to Di Zhixun: "My family is a poor family. Sometimes when I get used to hard life, I can't change it."

"Are you meditating?" Di Zhixun saw Li Zheng sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed.

Li Zheng took a deep breath and opened his eyes, "Actually, I'm meditating."

"meditation?"

"That's right, I've been overusing my brain recently." Li Zheng saw a pack of things in Di Zhixun's hand.

Di Zhixun opened the bag of oil paper and said, "The prince has gone to deal with the snow disaster recently. I have nothing to do with me. I am free to sit here."

When I opened this bag of oil paper, I found that it turned out to be some tea leaves, sesame and orange peel.

"I wonder if the county marquis has a good taste in drinking tea?"

Li Zheng took out the tea from these seasonings and then placed the tea on the lid above the mud stove.

Watching the tea leaves become darker when heated, then they lose water and curl up slowly and turn black.

Di Zhixun said: "Why is the county marquis doing this?"

He ignored Di Zhixun's question. Li Zheng put the blackened tea leaves into a bowl and handed them to Di Zhixun with boiling water, "Taste it."

Holding the bowl, Di Zhixun took a brief taste and said, "It's so bitter."

Li Zheng also made a bowl for himself, "It's indeed a bit bitter, but your tea leaves are all hairy."

Di Zhixun smiled and said, "I have been there for a long time."

Li Zheng took another sip. Although the tea leaves were not very good, drinking them like this finally made it taste like a tea.

Di Zhixun also savored: "It's bitter at the mouth, but it's wonderful aftertaste."

"I think the essence of tea is the taste of tea. When you drink tea, you like to put some mixed things, which makes the tea soup greasy and chaotic. I don't know why you like to drink it so much."

After hearing Li Zheng's words, Di Zhixun looked speechless. After thinking about it, he explained: "Cooking tea soup is a kind of cultivation."

"I think drinking tea is drinking tea." Li Zheng said.

“It’s very simple insight.”

It’s obviously a drink of tea, but I have to be so literary again.

It also needs to add a sense of art. The ancients paid attention to ethics, and it was also a kind of etiquette for them to learn how to cook tea.

Set a threshold for ethics and treat this as the difference between the powerful and the common people.
Chapter completed!