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Chapter 191 Mandatory spoilers

"I and Jie Li have agreed that they will never send troops to Mobei without invading the Tang Dynasty."

Li Shimin's calm answer made Li Jing and others stunned. Who doesn't know that the covenant exists to tear it down. In profitable circumstances, who cares about that thing?

What's more, the original covenant was originally a united city, so it's okay if you don't count at all.

Cheng Yaojin's eyes were red in an anxious manner, and he jumped up: "Your Majesty, you must not miss the opportunity, you will never come again. The old boy Jie Li is now betrayal of his relatives, and when will he wait until he doesn't deal with it?"

"You must not be rude when you know the wise," Qin Qiong was anxious, but he was still rational. He stopped Cheng Yaojin and whispered to him: "The news has not been confirmed yet. Do you think it is realistic to mobilize the army based on the words of the prince just? Besides, you don't understand the principle that the army has not moved and the food and grass will go first. Even if the prince is saying it is true, it will take at least three months to mobilize the food and grass. Jie Li is not a fool. Do you think he will wait foolishly in Dingxiang City and ask you to fight?"

After saying this, Cheng Yaojin also realized that it was not that the emperor didn’t want to fight, but that he couldn’t fight, and credit was just an excuse.

After figuring everything out, Lao Cheng sighed and sat on the side with his head hanging down and stopped talking.

On the main seat, Li Shimin glanced at him and said unhappily to Li Chengqian who was still looking around: "If you have such a thing in the future, you can respond sooner."

Li Chengqian didn't leave any face for the old man, and said hummingly: "It's useless to squeak. The mice can starve to death in the granary. What if there is a fighter plane? If there is no food and grass supply, it's useless to say anything."

"You, the unscrupulous son..."

Li Laoer was angry again and pointed at him like a sword, and there was a possibility of destroying his relatives for justice at any time.

Li Chengqian was startled by the old man. Considering that if he asked the old man to continue talking, he would be very likely to be beaten out and dragged to death. He hurriedly said: "Well, father, I actually have another idea. Can the court come forward to build more charity warehouses in Luoyang and other places?

In the face of a good year, it can be used to purchase the food in the hands of the people and adjust the price of grain to prevent low grain from hurting farmers. In the face of a disaster year, it can mobilize grain from the charity warehouse to help the victims, killing two birds with one stone.

The key is that when a war occurs, a large number of food and grass can be mobilized at any time for the army to use, and there will be no delay in the opportunity to fight again."

Originally, the construction of Yichuang should have happened next year. In order to save his life, Li Chengqian had to tell the old man in advance that as for whether he had robbed someone’s credit, he should love whoever he had not been broken, which was the real thing.

Sure enough, the old man was distracted again. After thinking for a moment, he nodded slightly: "This plan...is good."

Is it just good?

Is Your Majesty’s requirements for the prince too strict?

Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling and others looked at each other. In the eyes of the two, building a charity warehouse was not just as simple as "good". It was simply a stroke of magic. It was beneficial to the Tang Dynasty but not harmful. If someone else put forward such a suggestion, at least he could be promoted to one level and rewarded tens of thousands of gold.

After a moment, Li Shimin came to his senses and said to Li Chengqian: "You should hurry up and deal with this matter. The Sinong Temple is responsible for the world's agricultural affairs, and the construction of the charity warehouse will be left to you to deal with."

It seems that there is no need to be beaten. Li Chengqian, who escaped by luck, breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to slut anymore. He responded calmly: "Oh, I will accept the order!"

Li Shimin hurried without comment, then looked at the people in the room: "Let's discuss the Turkic matters. The prince said that the Turkic suffered a snow disaster last winter and fought with Tiele again. This matter still needs to be verified. Wuji, who do you think is more appropriate to send to the envoy?"

Changsun Wuji thought about it and made a very pertinent suggestion: "When you go back to Your Majesty, I think that the Honglu Temple can send someone to Dingxiang City in the name of an envoy to inquire about Jie Li's purpose of garrisoning troops, and by the way, make friends with some Turkic nobles and find out the specific information."

"Mr. Changsun's words are inappropriate." Prime Minister Xiao Yu was one of those who couldn't stand Changsun Wuji's 'arbitrary and arrogant'. He immediately spoke, "Since Jie Li was prepared for the Tang Dynasty, how could he tell him the truth? It was simply futile to let the Honglu Temple go on an envoy."

Changsun Wuji was not a good person, and he sneered at the Dongyin of the disaster: "Is Lord Xiao questioning the ability of the Honglu Temple?"

"The ability of Honglu Temple is well known to everyone, and I can use it to question it?" Xiao Yu was not willing to be outdone, so he almost pointed at Changsun Wuji's nose and said, "I am questioning you."

Seeing that the two of them became more and more quarrels, Li Chengqian was not concerned about his work and squeezed around Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Jingde, Liu Hongji and other old men, happily watching the fun. From time to time, he muttered to the old men, guessing whether the two old men would really fight.

His Majesty the great Emperor had two big heads, and there was no one in the court's civil and military affairs. It was better when there were foreign enemies. Now, I heard that the Turks were just paper tigers, and their true colors were revealed.

Especially Li Chengqian, who was irresistible, was not afraid of big trouble when watching the fun. His uncle had a quarrel with others, so he didn't know how to persuade him.

"Okay, have you had enough noise?" Knocking on the table, Li Shimin swept across the people in the room one by one with a dark face, and finally fell on Li Chengqian: "Prince, you say."

Why is it me again?

Is the old man planning to catch the toad and hold the urine?

The donkeys in the production team cannot be used like this!

Li Chengqian, who was named again by Li Laoer, drooped his head and moved out from behind Cheng Yaojin little by little. Facing the old guys' eyes watching the fun, he squeezed toothpaste and said little by little: "Father, as far as my son knows, Jie Li has recently trusted a guy named Zhao Deyan."

Li Shimin looked like he was watching the show and said unanimously: "Soon up and talk."

Li Chengqian was as big as a fight. He really didn't want to get involved in this matter. He didn't say anything about the benefits. If something happened, he would still have to make a living.

However, the old guys like to see him being tossed. Even Cheng Yaojin and Liu Hongji, who like to make trouble the most, didn't speak, and just looked at him with a smile and made a fool of himself.

Damn it, I can't bear it anymore, okay? I just don't want to spoil it, not knowing nothing.

You can't bear it anymore, there is no need to endure it anymore!

Li Chengqian made up his mind. Since he wanted to see my jokes, I will let you see what a "prophet" is.

"Father, Zhao Deyan was in the Turks, just like Zhao Gao was in Qin. The Turks' government orders were loose, and the herdsmen were still living under their rule. Now Zhao Deyan wants to follow the Tang Dynasty and issue a series of harsh government orders in the Turks, increasing a lot of taxes. Jie Li paid more and more attention to it, but the Turkish tribes have already complained."

Speaking of this, Li Chengqian shut up. It was enough to say this. If the Tang monarchs and ministers present did not know what to do next, the future of the Tang Dynasty would be dark.

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