Da Tang: Father, can I resign?

Chapter 8 The rebellious son has succeeded

Wu Meiniang left quietly, her steps light and unsteady.

The sisters who were complaining about Li Ming being a burden just now are now silent and just eating.

Everyone was a little uncomfortable with the sudden benefit from this guy.

Yang sat there in the same position, not coming back to her senses for a long time.

When she first heard Li Ming's name, her heart skipped a beat.

She thought that this boy had caused trouble again, and that His Majesty was so angry that he came to question him personally and even wanted to...

Depose him!
When the nest is overturned, no egg is left unbroken. Without the prince as a talisman, how can this small family survive the storm in the palace...

Fortunately, the worst did not happen.

The emperor's eyes finally turned to the sapling that was growing wildly in the wind and rain.

But this heroic figure is quite similar to his father...

Did Emperor Li Shimin also urinate in the eunuch's hat when he was a child?
This question lingered in Princess Hailing's mind until all the outsiders left and His Majesty really came, but she was still in a daze.

"Am I here at the wrong time?" Li Shimin frowned.

Yang suddenly woke up:

"How dare I? I have been looking forward to serving Your Majesty again."

The two sat opposite each other in silence for a long time.

"Alas..." Li Shimin sighed and tapped the table, "I'm thirsty."

"Yes Yes!"

Yang stood up in a panic like a new maid entering the palace and started to make tea in a hurry.

A pair of strong arms passed over her shoulders and held her hands.

Li Shimin stroked the calluses on her palms:

"It's so rough now. When you first joined the Li family, your skin was so smooth that it was as soft as a baby's..."

Yang's shoulders trembled slightly and she shed silent tears.

Li Shimin said tenderly: "I came at a bad time?"

Yang sobbed and shook her head: "I... am waiting for your Majesty... I am waiting so hard..."

The veteran driver Li Shimin easily melted years of ice with just a few words.

"Yuanji's daughter has reached the age of marriage, right?" Li Shimin drank tea and chatted as if he was chatting about family matters.

It has been fourteen years since the Xuanwu Gate Incident, even the posthumous child should have come of age.

Hearing this taboo name, Yang's breathing suddenly became rapid, and she said cautiously:
"Thanks to your majesty, your five daughters are all in good health."

Li Shimin was startled, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly:
"Blame me, blame me. Your daughter is naturally my daughter as well. As a father, I am incompetent."

"Your Majesty is busy with all kinds of affairs every day. How can you be confined to trivial household affairs?" Yang answered appropriately.

Li Shimin stroked his beard thoughtfully:

"Li Ling is not young anymore. I want to make her the Princess of Xinye County. What do you think?"

Yang's tears welled up again.

Li Shimin looked at her and added: "It was my son Li Ming who reminded me of this."

He emphasized the word “my son”.

"Tomorrow?"

"He reminded me to be nicer to the kids."

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Yang didn't know what her rebellious son had done today, but she knew that the sudden emperor's favor was all thanks to him.

She plucked up her courage and decided to strike while the iron was hot:

"Your Majesty, Ming'er is not a child anymore..."

Li Shimin did not respond.

Yang's heart, which had just risen, slowly sank back to the bottom.

Just when she had almost given up, Li Shimin spoke slowly, his tone filled with confusion:

"I don't know what to give him..."

…………Li Ming hid in his room, his mind in a mess.

He is experiencing the biggest crisis since he traveled through time.

Li Shimin actually came to visit my home!
He thought that Lao Li no longer had those worldly desires!
It's all Di Renjie's fault. He played a bad hand very well.

What if Li Shimin got happy and announced that he would be named King of Cao that night? What would he do then?
If I don’t do something, I will be included in the Death Note of Zhangsun Wuji and Wu Zetian!

"Calm down! At this point, it's meaningless to blindly act like a naughty kid and act like a bad kid. We must find a breakthrough, a breakthrough..."

Li Ming's brain was working rapidly, and an old face with facial paralysis gradually became clear in his mind.

"Fang Xuanling!"

Yes, he is the breakthrough!
Fang Xuanling, a man of great strategy and decision-making, Li Shimin's confidant, and a powerful official who sat in the court together with Zhangsun Wuji!

As long as we offend Fang Xuanling to death and whisper some words in His Majesty's ear, His Majesty Li II, who is always willing to accept good advice, will surely come to his senses!
Moreover, Li Shimin had just appointed Fang Xuanling as his teacher!

There are plenty of opportunities to commit suicide, but everything can still be saved!
"But how can we irritate Old Fang? Just skipping classes won't work. That old man has seen a lot of storms and waves, so this little thing is nothing...

"Damn, these old silver coins that never show their emotions are so annoying. When I think about having to deal with these silver coins in the future, I feel like digging a tunnel and escaping from Taiji Palace...

"Wait! This old man is not completely paralyzed..."

Li Ming remembered a detail from the daytime.

When Fang Xuanling saw Fang Yize, who was beaten black and blue, his expression changed obviously.

Sure enough, everyone has weaknesses.

And Lao Fang’s weakness is his youngest son Fang Yize!
"Dealing with the prime minister is not easy, so dealing with him isn't easy either, mehahahaha!"

Li Ming laughed like a villain and quickly figured out a way to deal with Fang Yize.

After changing his way of thinking, he suddenly felt enlightened. He had never felt that the free world outside the palace was so close.

"And for this day, I have made sufficient preparations!"

Li Ming crawled under the bed and lifted up the floorboards.

There was a big box under the floor, which contained all his private savings.

They are all gold, silver, jewelry and other vulgar but high-value and easy to cash valuables.

A rough calculation shows that it was enough for him to live off his wealth until the An-Shi Rebellion.

"In the palace, you are restricted, but outside, you can slap people in the face with gold..."

After a tiring whole day, baby Li Ming lay on the treasure and fell into a sweet dream.

In his dream, he flew up to the clouds, and gold ingots surrounded him like little birds, making pleasant tinkling sounds.

"Little money, hehe, little money..."

Li Ming slept until dawn and when he woke up he was lying in a warm bed.

"It was my mother who carried me to bed. This body is too small. I get sleepy when I use my brain for a little bit."

Li Ming wiped his saliva lazily and suddenly felt a sense of disharmony.

He felt empty inside and couldn't find peace.

"Has the floor been disturbed?"

He crawled under the bed without even putting on his clothes, touched the movable wooden board, and slowly lifted it up.

The box is still there.

Li Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

"My paranoia about being persecuted has been getting worse recently. It's all Di Renjie's fault..."

Li Ming laughed at himself, but his eyes were fixed on the keyhole of the box.

I always feel like the angle of the keyhole is wrong, as if there is a slight deviation from my memory...

He shook his head, feeling a little neurotic.

But come all come.

"I just took a quick look. It's better to be safe than sorry. I don't have obsessive compulsive disorder..."

He took out the key that he always carried with him when he slept, inserted it into the keyhole, and opened it with a click.

The sunlight came through the window and through the gaps in the bed, illuminating the inner walls of the wooden box.

The box was empty.

(End of this chapter)