As his mood gradually calmed down, Li Shimin waved to several guards and shouted: "Get out of here all, and then go find the servants in the house to bring over a set of paper and pen!"
"No!" Li Junxian and the guards retreated together.
The main hall became silent.
After a while, Li Junxian walked in with paper, pen and ink.
At this time, His Majesty Li Er stood up, looked at Yang Fan and said, "Write out those few sentences you just said for me!"
At this time, Yang Fan had already realized what was wrong with what he just said.
I was secretly glad that I traveled through the Tang Dynasty. If I had been in the Qing Dynasty, my head would have been chopped off by the emperor, and there would be no chance to speak.
Although Li Shimin's anger has not completely subsided, it seems that there should be no big problem.
Yang Fan didn't delay. He laid the scroll directly on the table that had just been cleared away. He wrote quickly and quickly, then put down the pen, took two steps back, and stood with his hands down.
Li Shimin had already leaned over while Yang Fan was writing. Seeing that the words were completed in one go, he nodded secretly in his heart.
Although this kid looks like he is not stingy, his calligraphy skills are quite unique. As the outside world reports, he is the first calligrapher of his generation.
After staring blankly for a while, His Majesty Li Er looked a little complicated.
I don’t know whether I was shocked by these words or the content of these words.
In fact, at this time, Li Shimin had already vaguely realized Yang Fan's purpose.
I love and hate this bold and thoughtful future son-in-law.
Yang Fan is not only talented and far-sighted, but he also thinks about the empire, the court, and the people everywhere. How could he not be loved by Li Shimin?
It’s just that this guy is too irritating, he always likes to be intimidating when dealing with him, and he doesn’t give him the dignity of an emperor.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and scolded: "You are such a stick, do you really want to piss me off to death?"
Yang Fan held his tongue and muttered with a smile: "No way, we can't get anything out of you if you leave, why bother? With Your Majesty protecting you, I can just eat and wait to die!"
Although the words were a bit unpleasant, they were a small compliment, making Li Shimin dumbfounded, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.
If anyone else had said that, Li Shimin would have chopped off this person's head and used it as a chamber pot.
But the person who spoke was Yang Fan, which made Li Shimin feel a little happy.
He could only give Yang Fan a fierce look and said helplessly: "Look at you, you never look upright, and you always get into trouble. You used to be domineering outside, but now you are an important minister in the court, why do you still like it?
If you go against me, do you think that because I am more important than you, you can be lawless?"
Yang Fan rubbed his shoulders and was kicked hard by His Majesty Li Er for a while. Although it did not hurt his muscles or bones, his skin and flesh still ached slightly.
He said with some grievance: "Wei Chen is speaking out to give advice. This is something that only upright officials will do. Your Majesty, it's okay if you don't praise someone. Why are you still angry and beating people? If Wei Chen just flatters and sings praises, Your Majesty
Could it be that he wants to turn a humble minister into a big sycophant? He is not that kind of person and will also insult His Majesty's reputation."
Hearing Yang Fan's sophistry, Li Shimin puffed his beard and stared, not knowing how to answer.
This guy is not only tight-fitting, but also has a sly tongue!
He had no choice but to say angrily: "I am not a foolish king. Of course it is a good thing to speak out and give advice. Why do you have to go against me? Huh, tell me, why are you deliberately angry with me today?"
No marriage, no indemnity, no cession of territory, no tribute. The emperor will guard the gates of the country, and the king will die in the country. These words are firm and iron-clad, and the ambition is clear at a glance.
If that could really be done, how powerful and proud this country would be.
As an emperor, he is so heroic. Even as wise as Li Shimin, he has to give high-fives and praise him.
However, His Majesty Li Er signed the Weishui Alliance, which was something he could not let go of in his life.
Saying no compensation...
It's just a slap in His Majesty Li Er's face.
How can His Majesty Li Er, who is extremely faceless and extremely vain, endure it and not be angry?
From the bottom of his heart, Li Shimin still hopes to be an emperor that will last forever, so Li Shimin still hopes that Yang Fan can give him a reasonable reason.
Yang Fan put away his smile, straightened his face, and said, "I heard that the Tubo envoy proposed to your Majesty again, and that your Majesty is very interested?"
Li Shimin showed an expression as if this was indeed the case, then nodded slightly and said: "Exactly, many important ministers in the DPRK also believe that agreeing to the Tibetan marriage is conducive to maintaining the stability of the two countries."
When Yang Fan heard such short-sighted remarks, he angrily said: "All the courtiers are ignorant. Don't you know why? Your Majesty doesn't know why? A marriage would do a lot of harm to the Tang Dynasty but not a single benefit. How can you treat it like a child's play?"
Li Shimin was not angry, but his eyes were a little gloomy. He sighed slightly and explained patiently: "Goguryeo, Gaochang and other countries are ready to move. Tubo is located in high cold and crosses the border with the Tang Dynasty. If we don't make peace, it may cause chaos. Furthermore,
Although the Tang army is majestic and powerful, Tubo is protected by the gods. If a war breaks out, the Tang army is in danger of overthrowing!"
Yang Fan was angry that he refused to argue, and retorted loudly: "How can a man of the Tang Dynasty live under a woman's crotch, pushing the woman out to pray for the so-called peace? If integrity is once lost, it will never be found again...
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"Besides, has marriage ever brought about real peace? It's just a fig leaf used by those in power to fool others because they don't want to make progress and enjoy comfort!"
"As for your majesty's statement that Tubo is favored by the gods, it is even more nonsense. It is just a trick to deceive ignorant people!"
Yang Fan believes that the bones of the people of the Tang Dynasty have been bent since His Majesty Li Er decided to follow the peace policy proposed by his ministers.
In a country that relies on women to pray for peace, what kind of backbone do the people have?
Yang Fan wanted to straighten the bent bones of Dangdang Tianchao with his own efforts.
Li Shimin was extremely surprised. Could Yang Fan really solve the reason why the Tang army's combat effectiveness in Tubo was reduced by half?
So he asked anxiously: "I, a Tang Dynasty man, went to Tibet and felt dizzy. Wasn't it because I was cursed by the gods?"
Seeing that His Majesty Li Er was a little moved, Yang Fan explained with a smile: "I don't know if there are gods in the world, but Wei Chen knows the solution to the dizzying problem of our Tang army entering Tubo."
Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic. He took Yang Fan's hand and asked quickly: "What method?"
Cheng Chumo and others next to him also had strange expressions on their faces.
If there is really a way to solve it, once His Majesty Li Er refuses to make peace, Tubo and Datang are likely to conflict.
Once the war breaks out, this will also be a good opportunity for Cheng Chumo and his second generation to make contributions.
Yang Fan stopped pretending and explained directly: "The reason why people from the Tang Dynasty became dizzy and even died when they went to Tibet was mainly due to lack of oxygen..."
Then Yang Fan slowly explained the various details and solutions to altitude sickness.
Although many of them were technical terms, Li Shimin and the others still understood most of the meaning.
Just after finishing speaking, the militant Cheng Chumo asked eagerly: "Brother Yishan, you said that the reason why we are not suitable to go to Tibet is because of the lack of that thing called oxygen? If this thing can be solved, Tubo will not let us go I’m guessing, but I don’t know if oxygen is easy to produce?”
Everyone also looked at Yang Fan with expectation!