The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Early the next morning, the boring and boring dynasty began again in the Lizheng Hall.

After taking a rest for a while due to illness, Zhang Xuansu, who resigned from Shao Zhan Shi several times and failed to get consent, could only harden his scalp and return to work.

It's just that after the last time, after the accident in which Cheng Chubi and Cheng Chubi both fell to the ground heroically, each was fined by His Majesty for a year.

Zhang Xuansu obviously became a lot of low-key, and it was difficult to see him speak again at the Xiaochao meeting.

But his face was always pulled, and he didn't even look at Cheng Chubi. I think this guy feels more embarrassed.

After all, although everyone belongs to the acting school, as a scholar, the thickness of the skin is not comparable to that of Cheng Chubi.

Cheng Chubi stared at Zhang Xuansu with interest for a long time, but this unexpectedly drooped his eyelids, and there was no reaction at all.

This made Cheng Chubi very dull, and he felt that the current Xiaochao in the East Palace would be too boring.

Unlike at the beginning, thorns would pop out almost every day and then be stunned back by oneself, but many Donggong officials were very happy.

There is quite a posture of getting more and more frustrated, but since returning from the palace of the prince to Lishan to raise his foot problems.

Such scenes have become very rare. Only the prince Shao Zhan Shi Zhang Xuansu still insists on himself from time to time.

It's a pity now...

Until I heard Duke Ning Zhongning’s announcement of the dismissal of the court, many of the Donggong subordinates paid their respects to His Royal Highness. After dispersing the court, Cheng Chubi walked down the steps somewhat dumbfoundedly, and put the heavy and sincere ritual knife aside. Arrived on the weapon rack.

"Brother Chubi, what's going on today, you seem to be uninterested?"

Li Chengqian stood up and asked curiously, moving his already numb body.

"Hey... It seems that the East Palace's court meeting no longer needs me to stay here anymore." Cheng Chubi sighed rather sighfully.

"His Royal Highness, tomorrow, I will simply continue to guard outside the temple.

After all, the gang of Zidong Palace officials are not making trouble, and there is really no reason for the Weichen to continue to stand there. "

Hearing this, Li Chengqian was stunned and shook his head sternly.

"Brother Chubi must not say that. I think it's better for you to stay in the hall."

"With you staying in the hall, I will chair the meeting, my little brother, so I can feel more at ease in my heart."

Seeing Li Chengqian like this, Cheng Chubi could only agree.

Li Chengqian breathed a sigh of relief, recalling the topic he had chatted with his wife Su yesterday, and his heart moved.

"By the way, Brother Chubi, there is something embarrassing, I want to ask you to give me an idea..."

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Still in the pavilion in the old Yichun Palace, Cheng Chuqing frowned, listening to Li Chengqian telling about the troubles his father had encountered.

He even explained to Cheng Chubi why the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was helpless so far.

Cheng Chubi also understood why Li Shimin was unwilling to lift the table. When the table was lifted, those family members seemed to suffer.

However, it made them feel that Uncle Li, His Majesty the Emperor of Tang, has no means to face the current predicament.

But having said that, Cheng Chubi felt that Li Shimin's arrangement was very problematic.

Let Gao Shilian, an elderly, dim-eyed, and soft-tempered elderly person, preside over the compilation of "Clan Chronicles."

It's better to let the sinister old Yinbi, Changsun Wuji, do it, because he understands Li Shimin's thoughts better anyway.

This person went to compile "The Clan History", at least he would not embarrass the face of His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty as it is now.

But now it is already a fait accompli, and his Majesty is still hesitant to find a solution.

"Brother Chubi, can you think of any way to explain this problem?" Li Chengqian asked Cheng Chubi.

"This method is very easy to solve. If the Xu Guogong can't solve this problem, then someone else can solve it."

"It's not necessary. My father has ordered my uncle to urge those people to revise this "Clan Chronicles" again."

"It's just that the previous "Clan Chronicles" rankings have been quietly spread, which makes my father feel very uncomfortable, but there is no way to stop this rumors."

Speaking of this, Li Chengqian couldn't help but sighed. "I also thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't find a way to eliminate this rumors."

"That's why I specifically asked Chu Bi for advice, and see if you can do anything about it."

Cheng Chubi touched his chin, rolled his eyes, and looked at Li Chengqian.

"Just want to resolve this rumor?"

"Yes, that's it. How about, Brother Chu Bi?"

"Wait a minute, let me think about it." Cheng Chubi stood up and strolled in the pavilion, his mind started to move quickly.

If you want to suppress the rumors, the first way is to suppress them in court.

But the problem is that the circles in which these rumors circulate are not the important ministers in the DPRK or the aristocratic families.

You can't find a bunch of ruffian gangsters to come to your door, one person with a big mouth, so that they don't spread rumors or believe them, right?

Hmm... This method is too crude and lacks operability.

Then the second method... Cheng Chubi's gaze fell on the thinly dressed Prince Pork Ribs Jing.

The Michelin Wei Wang Li Tai, who was clothed with meat, flashed through my mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The second method seems to be more feasible.

That is to use a more eye-catching rumor to cover up the previous rumor.

Just like before, in and out of Chang'an City, the rumours that Li Chengqian's illness was not healed because of his bad virtues.

Such rumours, which were extremely unfavorable to Li Chengqian, almost turned the prince into depression.

Fortunately, under his own psychological guidance, this allowed him to get rid of his unhealthy mentality in time.

After that, there was a rumor that the Michelin Wei Wang's dark eyes were hard to heal, and that the old Taoist priest pierced his eyes with a hot red soldering iron. Gee...

It can be said to be the wind and the remaining clouds, and this Michelin Wei Wang has become the hottest topic of discussion inside and outside Chang'an almost overnight.

It also silenced the rumors about the prince who had previously been uproarious.

After seeing Brother Chu Bi pacing in the pavilion for a long time with his hands on his back, he suddenly turned his head and stared at himself with a smirk on his face.

Li Chengqian twisted his neck uncomfortably. "Brother Chubi, the younger brother asks you to make ideas, you always stare at the younger brother and do something."

"This idea, because of your highness, gave me inspiration. It is actually very simple to stop this rumors abruptly."

"That is to let the market spread a more violent, more eye-catching rumor, it is best to be able to contrast with the previous "Clan Chronicles" ranking tit-for-tat rumors."

"As a result, I don't believe it, they can still have energy and quietly hilariously there..."