Chapter 157 "Get up!" Looking at Ji Song who was still kneeling on the ground, Li Shimin sighed.
There were some things that he couldn't say at all. If three people died and he was to deal with his newly enthroned marquis, then should those officials in Shandong who easily died in the thousands in one winter deserve to be cut to pieces?
Every year during the severe cold weather, which state or county across the country does not die?He was used to it. Looking at the bloody numbers on the memorial every day, he felt dizzy, but what could he do?
Looking at Ji Song who was still in a daze, Wei Zheng also sighed and said: "Good Marquis, you'd better get up quickly!"
"Wei Gong?" Ji Song hesitated.
He could understand that Li Shimin didn't care much about this matter, but what did Wei Zheng, the mirror of the ages, mean? Shouldn't we stand up immediately and accuse Ji Songcao of sacrificing human life?But what happens now? "Good Lord, don't be too harsh. They volunteered for the parents of their children. What does it have to do with you? Even if it does, you can guarantee the lives of most people. That is a great achievement. Why should your majesty and us be harsh?" Fang Xuanling said.
"Shouldn't this be the responsibility of our court and government? How can we downplay it so lightly?" Ji Song was very puzzled. This is a matter of human life, but these big guys in the court are so indifferent?
Wei Zheng helped Ji Song up. He saw Ji Song's doubts, but he did not explain. There were not many people with such an innocent heart as Ji Song, so it was better not to tell him these dirty things.
But at the same time, I am also very happy that Ji Song can be in a high position and have great sympathy for the people at the bottom. Such thoughts are very valuable and cannot hurt people's hearts.
Hearing Ji Song's questioning, Li Shimin and the other bosses were embarrassed. Li Shimin even waved his hand irritably, signaling Ji Song to get out of here.
"Your Majesty?" Ji Song wanted to say something else, but was quickly pulled out by Chen Shou.
Ji Song was helpless. He didn't understand what caused this you don't understand something, just stop thinking about it. This is his usual approach.
For the time being, I can only do my best to do my own thing, so that there will be fewer such tragedies, which can be regarded as a little relief to my heart.
After Ji Song left, the sound of needle drops could still be heard in the hall until Wei Zheng broke it.
"The good Marquis is just a young man, your Majesty doesn't need to care!"
Li Shimin stood up, walked back and forth a few times, and said, "Xuan Cheng doesn't have to speak for that boy. I'm not so stingy that I can't tolerate a young man's true words!"
"What about asking Marquis Jin to plead guilty?" Fang Xuanling reminded.
"Then I'll be punished for half a year as a warning to others!" After saying that, he turned and left, his rapid steps showing his inner panic.
Several people in the hall looked at each other, but no one had the intention to speak, so they all left in a hurry.
Li Shimin did not go to deal with government affairs, but came outside and walked casually.
Thinking of Ji Song's questioning, his heart was as depressed as a wall.
yes!Thousands of people die in the cold winter every year, so what can I be proud of?They are all their own people, and the government is their backer.
But how many people can the government rescue every year?How many people died? Are you numbed by the numbers on the memorial?Otherwise, why after hearing Ji Song say that only a few people died, besides letting go of his worries, why was he secretly happy?
After walking for a long time, maybe I was tired, so I sat down in a pavilion.
Chen Shou stood behind Li Shimin. He knew His Majesty's thoughts, but as a slave, he was not qualified to comfort His Majesty, so he could only accompany him silently.
Suddenly seeing someone coming, he was furious. At this time, His Majesty was thinking about something. Who is so bold?
But after seeing the person clearly, he wanted to salute, but was stopped.
Li Shimin was sleeping in his own world when he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance. What was this smell? Oh, right!This is the taste of the soup made by Guanyin.
The familiar fragrance woke him up, and sure enough, he turned around and saw the queen arranging food on the table. "Guanyin Maid. Why are you here?"
Changsun did not speak, but rolled his eyes at him and continued to fiddle with the things in his hands.
This is an exquisite tea set. Li Shimin saw it at Ji Song's house. He remembered that there was also a set in Pingyang, but he didn't know what it was used for. But he soon understood. Changsun used a tea tong to remove the tea residue from the teapot, washed it with warm water, placed the teacup on its side and rotated it in the tea boat, scalded it with hot water, then took it out and placed it on a tea tray.
Put the tea leaves into the pot. The shape of the green-topped tea is like a woman wearing an exquisite skirt. The buds and leaves are tightly wrapped, and the shape is plump and refreshing. It can be said to be beautiful. When the water is immersed in it, the fine hairs swim around, but it is bright. Translucent, just like a woman's dark eyebrows and watery eyes.
Seven dips and seven bubbles, the aroma is layered and distinct.
After the first layer of water is brewed, the warm fragrance rises from the cup, tangling in the nostrils.
After the second layer of water is brewed, it is mellow and sweet.
The third layer of water has been brewed, and the richness is not fading.
The fourth layer of water has been brewed, with a faint floral fragrance.
After the fifth layer of water was brewed, a fragrance gradually permeated.
After brewing the sixth layer of water, the taste is light, long and elegant, and the fragrance is quiet and quiet.
The seventh layer of water is brewed, and the water passes silently, leaving a clear rhyme. Where can I find the strings on a moonlit night.
The pot is held between Changsun's fingers, as light as a thin piece of paper. He presses the button of the pot with the middle finger of his left hand, and the water flows leisurely. He moves his fingers with his wrist, as if he is tracing an exquisite fine brushwork painting, bit by bit, stroke by stroke. The pen blooms from the bottom of my heart.
Buds and leaves slowly sink to the bottom of the cup, and then gradually emerge, swaying and floating along the direction of the water flow, sinking and floating three times, the tea leaves are slightly curled, like small folds pinched.
I saw the eldest grandson holding a cup and making tea. When he poured boiling water into the cup, he immediately saw a cloud of white mist rising into the sky, and slowly a white crane white crane nodded three times to Mingzong and then flew toward the blue sky.
Looking into the cup again, the tea leaves in the cup are all hanging upright in the air, like a group of spring bamboo shoots breaking through the ground.
After a while, it slowly sank again, like snowflakes falling.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Shimin closed his eyes and gradually calmed the faint fragrance of tea, there is no mixed and strong flavor of boiled tea, only a faint fragrance surrounds the tip of the nose and the upper part of the head.
"This is...?" Li Shimin opened his eyes and said in surprise.
"This was invented by Hao Jiehou. I once watched Sanmei do it by herself. It looked very interesting, so I asked her to teach me."
"But that girl insisted on blackmailing me for a set of headdresses that I have treasured for a long time, and then I agreed. It's too dark. If you don't care about her, she has become a robber." Changsun frowned.
"Hahahahahaha! I can't control this matter, you can handle it yourself! Pour me a drink quickly, I can't wait. It's so magical just looking at it, how about drinking it?" Li Shimin said anxiously.
Changsun rolled his eyes at him and said, "Your Majesty will not be disappointed!"
Picking up the tea cup, he smelled it for a moment before drinking it in one gulp. He closed his eyes. It was slightly bitter at first, but soon turned into a light sweetness.
"Okay, okay, okay! This is the taste of life, first bitter and then sweet! Fill it up quickly." After Li Shimin drank it, he immediately forgot his worries and urged his eldest grandson to fill it up for him.
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