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Chapter 28 Funeral

 On the way back to the palace, Li Xiaogong was caught up by Fang Xuanling and others.

Li Xiaogong looked at the three people who were rushing to catch up with him and was very puzzled: "Why are the three people so anxious?"

Du Ruhui didn't bother to speak up and spoke decisively: "The royal family has opened a gap in the intelligence network of the aristocratic families?"

The straightforward question stunned Li Xiaogong. What is the situation?

Li Xiaogong scratched his head and said in confusion: "How do I know?"

The confusion in those eyes was not like a false test, but Du Ruhui and the other two were hesitant, should they believe it?

Because I regretted this question after asking this question, this question is a bit of a peek at the imperial power.

Now Li Xiaogong's rebellious question, and his confused eyes made it difficult for them to distinguish.

Wang Gui bowed and said in a deep voice: "The prince is fine if we are three of us, and we are crazy."

Well, Li Xiaogong was completely confused and could only shake his head and go to the palace to report to Li Shimin.

Du Ruhui and the other two chose to go back to handle government affairs.

In the palace, after listening to Li Xiaogong's narration, Li Shimin chuckled: "It's done very well. The next thing you need to do is to mobilize troops to Lingnan, draw 5,000 Xuanjia troops to Li Kuan, and send the remaining 25,000 troops to 20 states."

"At the same time, you send a message to Li Kuan and the bet with Feng Ang continues."

Li Xiaogong took the order and left.

Seeing Li Xiaogong's figure completely disappear, Li Shimin waved his hand and asked the rest of the people to go down and walk into the inner hall behind him.

In the inner hall, there was a map hanging. Li Shimin wrote a big Li character in the twenty prefectures in Lingnan.

The next morning, group of fast horses ran out of Chang'an, and slaves from aristocratic families were holding letters and informing the news of the death of the elderly at home.

More than 30 spokespersons of aristocratic families died today in Chang'an City, and all the aristocratic families in Chang'an City are giving gifts.

This collective funeral has confused many of the people in Chang'an City, so that everyone has ignored the dozens of Tang Dynasty scholars who drowned in the toilet last night.

At least, in the eyes of the people of the Tang Dynasty, those book servants who live in every corner of Chang'an City are really not worth talking about compared with those top nobles.

Li Shimin did not stay in the palace today, but took his guards to stroll around Chang'an City, occasionally saying hello to passers-by.

Sometimes he would see Shuzuo's family members hurriedly buying a coffin and burying Shuzuo.

Those aristocratic families are relatively stable and send them step by step, but more gifts are given, and fewer people come to attend the funeral.

For this reason, Li Shimin smiled at Du Ruhui who was accompanying him and said, "You must have more than 20 relatives who have died in this family, and you can't even finish them."

Du Ruhui smiled with an awkward smile, yes, it was really impossible to go, so he gave a gift from every household, and then chose not to go.

When you go to this one, you are neglecting another.

Li Shimin smiled and said nothing about Du Ruhui's situation, but just held an umbrella and continued to walk.

Looking at the coffin carts coming in and out, I sighed that the people who were doing funerals in Chang'an City have made a lot of money today.

After all, the rain is a cool thing. After all, Li Shimin felt a little uncomfortable when he was too hot. He happened to see a grass and teahouse on the corner of the street. He smiled and prepared to rest for a while.

There was no one coming to the teahouse today. Li Shimin walked up to the second floor, and there was only an old man in white drinking tea at the window.

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui looked at each other and walked over with a smile.

"How did Mr. Li drink tea alone today?"

Li Gang turned around and saw Li Shimin and Du Ruhui, nodded and said softly: "The old friends who used to sit together to drink tea all went to make peace at the cost of their lives."

There was a hint of sadness in Li Gang's voice, which was very light, and the rest of the emotions were gone. If you didn't listen carefully, you might even think he was talking about three or five per pounds of oranges.

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and sighed: "There is no way. They have enjoyed the benefits of their family, so they need to pay for their family."

"Just like those dozens of Shu Zuo, who are in the wrong team, you need to be responsible for your choice."

Li Gang glanced at Li Shimin and asked softly: "How did Your Majesty determine that those scholars are from the aristocratic families."

"Aren't you afraid that there are those who are resentful of them?"

Du Ruhui next to him pricked up his ears when he heard this, and he wanted to know.

Li Shimin chuckled a few times, feeling very good, and said happily: "I don't know, I just took advantage of their opportunity to block my memorials and kill a group of people in one go."

"Anyway, the hundreds of scholars in the palace city are all from aristocratic families, but if you kill nine out of ten, you will definitely miss them."

Li Gang was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Du Ruhui showed a surprised expression, Made, the expression that Li Xiaogong didn't understand yesterday turned out to be true.

And Du Ruhui was a little confused. I wonder if those elderly people from aristocratic families would jump up in anger if they knew this result.

They all thought that Li Xiaogong was arrogant yesterday because the Li family really had a special intelligence channel, and those under-level officials also installed Li Shimin.

The method of aristocratic families blocking the imperial memorials has always been quite simple, that is, controlling the minor officials who receive the memorials.

The three provinces, Huangmen, Six Ministry, Dali Temple and other yamen in Chang'an City were all those inconspicuous minor officials or lower-level officials.

If they want to block someone, they will open and watch their memorials directly. If they don't want him to go up, they will just put them away.

This is how Li Kuan was blocked.

A very simple and practical method.

Li Shimin had known it for a long time, but he couldn't solve it. After all, he could not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Now, I got the excuse yesterday and sent a group of people to die. There was no need to pay for the settlement fee. The aristocratic families would give it to the peace of mind.

It is certainly impossible for aristocratic families to block the emperor's decrees. Even if everyone knows it, once it says it, it has to be explained. This is the rule of the game.

Li Shimin was very happy. He accidentally untied some of the aristocratic families.

Li Gang and Li Shimin then sat in the teahouse to drink tea, looked at the various families who were funeral in the rain, and occasionally sighed at the equality between people in front of death.

Du Ruhui occasionally showed a sad expression. Some of the elderly people who were having funerals hugged him when he was a child.

As for Li Shimin, when he became the emperor, he didn't care about his relatives, just like Yang Jian drove Li Yuan out of Chang'an City.

No matter how relatives or not, they are nonsense in the face of politics.

There are basically relatives among aristocratic families, and few are not bad. It is a habit for everyone to marry each other.

The funeral is being held here in Chang'an City, and Feng Ang's face in Lingnan is the same as the dead.

The results discussed here in Chang'an City will naturally be given to him.

Feng Ang looked at the result and gritted his teeth and said, "Li Shimin, how cruel, this is forcing my Feng family to the dead end."
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