My harem can't be this messy

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Chapter 319 Disrespecting ghosts and gods

It's impossible for Li Zhi to be 15 years old and still sleep in the same bed with his father, queen and queen.

Although in general families, it is normal for children to sleep with their parents, but that is only in childhood.

At this time, the royal family has never heard of any prince who can sleep with his father, queen and queen. At most, he slept with his mother when he was young.

Perhaps because of his impression, Li Zhi just thought that his father would come to the Lizheng Hall, when he saw several court ladies and eunuchs rushing here surrounded by Li Shimin.

It's raining heavily outside, but there are connecting corridors everywhere in the palace, so I'm not afraid of the rain.It was lightning and thunder, which always scared some maids, especially when the thunder was right next to their ears and the lightning flashed in their eyes.

People at this time have more or less feudal consciousness, of course, this is what later generations say.To put it simply, it is to fear ghosts and gods and nature.

And in nature, the most awe-inspiring thing is the lightning and thunder, so it is normal to feel afraid in the lightning and thunder.

When Li Shimin entered the Lizheng Hall, Empress Changsun and her children hurriedly greeted him, and Li Shimin quickly supported his queen, how could he be polite.As for the children, it is natural to let them be exempted.Here, it's just family members, there is no need for those etiquette.

"You are all here today!"

"Well, Sizi was called by Bengong. Zhi'er came to the palace to give His Majesty and Bengong a small item."

"Oh, the little item from Zhi'er, let me have a look!"

There are no foreign ministers here, not even concubine sons and concubine daughters, so Li Shimin naturally speaks freely.

Empress Changsun took the two small things from Li Zhi and handed them to Li Shimin. Li Shimin took them, glanced at them, took the one embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon pattern, and held it in his hand, while the other The one embroidered with a golden phoenix gave her queen.

"Queen, what is this for? Isn't it wrapped in realgar to repel snakes?"

"Oh, I haven't asked this question yet! Zhi'er, hurry up and answer your father's questions."

"Report to my father, this is indeed to create something, but it is not a snake, but a mosquito."

"Oh, isn't it the same as the one on Si's waist?"

"Yes, Father."

When Li Shimin heard this, his face was obviously a little happy, and then in front of his queen and children, Li Shimin hung the small sachet on his waist.

"Sir, I have tried it. Mosquitoes will avoid it if you are two feet away. It is indeed a good thing. I was going to ask you for it, but I didn't expect the emperor to be so thoughtful and considerate."

Li Zhi was very happy to get a thoughtful evaluation from his father.

There is no way, this is the era of imperial power, and the emperor's casual words, sometimes some of the meanings are not that simple.

Moreover, it is already the 16th year of Zhenguan, and it is definitely a good thing to have a good impression on Li Shimin.

"By the way, Zhi'er, if it's not difficult to make this small object, send one to the other concubines in the palace."

"Yes, father, the emperor has asked the queen mother for manpower, and is rushing to work in the Jin palace! By then, there will be concubines in the palace, and the brothers and sisters of the emperor will also have them."

Li Shimin looked at his son, and his joy was beyond words. At this time, he raised his hand and patted Li Zhi on the shoulder.

"Have a heart!"

This is the second time Li Shimin said today that he has intentions.And this second time, it was obviously much more serious than the first time, and Li Zhi was extremely satisfied with this wave of favorability.

Why do I care so much about this little sachet? Naturally, it is the first thing to please my father and queen. At this time, my father attaches so much importance to it, which makes Li Zhi feel happy.

"Zhi'er, bring that Miss Lin Shixuan to the palace some other day. The emperor father and the queen mother will thank you in person. This time, Miss Lin is entirely responsible for Sizi's illness."

"Yes, father, then I will bring Miss Shixuan into the palace in these two days."

"Ok!"

Li Shimin got up at this time, and even pulled Li Zhi, Li Zhi naturally followed his father, and the two father and son walked slowly until they arrived at the front of the hall.

"Zhi'er, Royal Father returned to Chang'an this time, and suddenly felt that my Zhi'er had grown up too."

Li Shimin patted Li Zhi's shoulder three times, and finally put his hand on his son's shoulder. A flash of lightning flashed in front of his eyes. Neither Li Shimin nor Li Zhi showed any panic.

Li Shimin's life has been full of wind and waves, and it is impossible for him to change his expression due to lightning and thunder, but Li Zhi is not afraid of ghosts and gods, and he is not superstitious about nature.

But in Li Shimin's eyes, he naturally felt that his son's temperament was much better than before.

In the past, Zhi'er was afraid of thunder and lightning.

How did Li Zhi know, if he knew this, he would show fear.

But this didn't make Li Shimin doubt, he only thought that his son had grown up.Perhaps a serious illness made himself and the queen, the youngest son, grow up.

Li Shimin stood here in the front hall for a while, and Li Zhi naturally stood with him for a while, until his son came over, holding his father's hand with one hand, and his elder brother's hand with the other, and they both looked at their daughter and sister at the same time.

"Okay, Zhi'er won't go back to Prince Jin's mansion tonight. It's raining heavily today, so we'll stay in the palace."

"Yes, Father."

"By the way, Brother Huang, Sizi just heard that Brother Huang saw a summer rain that came belatedly after a long drought, and said that the long drought meets the rain, do you have another sentence?"

Sizi asked directly there, obviously Li Shimin was also aroused and looked at his son.People in the Tang Dynasty admired poetry, which was advocated by everyone from the highest level to the bottom of society.

Even judging from the imperial examinations at this time, the country also attached great importance to poetry when recruiting talents.

Or it can be said that since the Sui Dynasty, the royal family has highly respected poetry, and even Yang Guang, Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty, was quite talented in poetry.

Li Shimin also likes poetry and prose, and he also likes the sentence "Long drought meets rain". Although it is simple, it also expresses some truth. Listening to it makes me feel happy.

Li Shimin likes this sentence. For an emperor, the scene described by this sentence may not be inferior to the joy of farmers when they see the rain after a long drought, because the rain nourishes all things, and the country can be safe and peaceful when the weather is smooth.

There Li Zhi looked at Sizi, smiled slightly, and then looked at the rain outside.

"Brother Huang also saw Xia Yu, and occasionally got something, so where is the next sentence?"

"Oh!"

Sizi had a slightly disappointed expression, but then he became happy.

It's not easy to get it, even one sentence, but as for a series of good sentences, it already requires profound poetic talent.

Although Empress Changsun didn't come over there, she could still hear the conversation here, and when Zhi'er said that she just happened to hear this sentence, she admired Zhi'er's state of mind even more in her heart.

After all, Zhi'er didn't want to express it in front of Li Shimin through poetry, and this poem is actually not suitable for expression.

Chapter 320

A long drought meets rain, and a foreign country meets an old friend.On the night of weddings and candles in the bridal chamber, when the gold list is named.

This is the whole of this poem, expressing the joy of life.I don't know what it is at first, but it contains a lot of wisdom and insights in life.

Based on Zhi'er's age and experience at this time, Li Shimin may only feel that this poem is good at this time, but after a few days, he will always feel that there is something wrong.

The poet copyists in those novels are all too false. Sometimes a line of poems shows their sincerity and insight. Copying poems is actually the easiest way for people to find something wrong.

Li Zhi said that by chance, Empress Changsun felt more at ease with her son.Only with such a mind can we have the basis to deal with the current Holy Majesty.

Empress Changsun, who has shared the bed with Li Shimin for six years, actually knows best who her husband is. Watching people and seeing people is really a pinnacle of art, in him.

When Empress Changsun first came to Datang, she had seen Li Shimin's slightly suspicious eyes towards her. Of course, those eyes gradually dissipated in the end.

Empress Changsun is most afraid that Li Shimin will look at Zhi'er in the same way. This is the biggest taboo that Zhi'er has to consider.

It can't arouse Li Shimin's suspicion.He suspects that he is not afraid, but if he doubts Zhi'er a little bit, the consequences will be serious.

There is only one empress in the Tang Dynasty, but there are a lot of princes.

Maybe just this slight doubt is enough to make Zhi'er miss some important things.

In the Tang Dynasty, whether it is a queen or a prince, this identity must be interpreted carefully. If you don't pay attention, it is easy to cause trouble.

For six years, Empress Changsun's words and deeds at this time are all empress demeanor.She hopes that Zhi'er can also fully enter the role.Don't be frivolous, and don't be confused by some false names.

Li Shimin had already walked back there, and Li Zhi and Si Zi naturally followed behind.

"Dongmei, you must put your heart into serving King Jin at Wanchun Palace tonight."

"Yes, madam!"

"Well, let's go to the Wanchun Palace now and have it prepared."

"Your Majesty, this servant is going!"

Dongmei withdrew from the Lizheng Hall, and Empress Changsun looked at Li Zhi.Holding Li Shimin's shoulders with his hand, he leaned gently towards him.

"Your Majesty, I'm a little sleepy, let the children retreat!"

Li Zhi walked out of the Lizheng Hall and breathed a sigh of relief.Being with the royal father is really stressful.

Going to Wanchun Palace at this time, several maids had already cleaned up the palace where Li Zhi lived under Dongmei's command, and tidied up everything. Dongmei asked several maids from Wanchun Palace to retreat.

Li Zhi looked at her, and the girl naturally went to Li Zhi's side, so she beat His Highness's shoulder carefully.After a while, he squatted down and beat His Highness's legs.

Li Zhi caressed the girl's bun with his hands, and stretched his fingers into her hair. Dongmei slightly raised her head and looked at King Jin.

"Dongmei, can you warm the bed?"

"meeting!"

This girl knew how to say a word, she blushed a long time ago, she didn't dare to look at Li Zhi.

Li Zhi squeezed his pink cheeks with his hands, and looked at the girl for a while.

"Tell me, how are you going to warm the bed?"

"Naturally, Dongmei will be as warm as His Highness will let you be."

"Oh!"

Li Zhi gave a soft oh, hooked the girl's chin with his fingers, and looked at the palace maid.

For some reason, hearing the maid's name, Li Zhi always thought of another person in his heart, the person who would be easily thought of by a later generation when he heard the word Dongmei, and that person's surname was Ma.

Hey, this is probably the result of chasing dramas.

Looking closely at this girl at this time, Li Zhi felt that this Dongmei was somewhat similar to that Dongmei, the biggest difference was age, and the Dongmei in front of him was much younger at this time.

"Woke up!"

Dongmei was obedient, got up quickly, bowed slightly, and stood in front of Li Zhi.

Li Zhi put his hand on the girl's waist unconsciously. Li Zhi liked that slender waist very much.

Perhaps there is always a lingering image in his mind, Li Zhi closed his eyes at this time, and carefully tasted the girl's body with his hands.

When Li Zhi opened his eyes, what he saw was Dongmei's face was red and her heart was beating, and she was slightly panting.

At this time, a pair of wonderful eyes looked at King Jin, and the eyes had already flowed, and there was a trace of rhyme in them, which was beyond words.

This look made Li Zhi decipher two words, longing or longing.

But Li Zhi let go of Dongmei's hand, and just walked out of the hall. Dongmei thought His Highness would eat her, and made her make the sound that the empress would make when she was in bed, but His Highness left.

Dongmei hurriedly followed, watching the twilight outside, the majestic rain washing Wanchun Palace, Lizheng Palace, Taiji Palace and Daming Palace.

His Highness looked at the pear tree in the courtyard. On that pear tree, several pears were knocked down by the strong wind and heavy rain.

"Dongmei, go find an oil-paper umbrella."

"Ah, what does Your Highness want an oil-paper umbrella for now? It's raining heavily, and there are thunder and lightning. Your Highness really wants to go out, and go to the corridor."

"Go and find it!"

Li Zhi only said to look for it quickly, but Dongmei couldn't persuade His Highness, so she had to find it quickly.

Li Zhi took it, opened it directly, and entered the rain curtain.

Dongmei was startled when she saw that His Highness had entered the rain curtain, it was still lightning!

Perhaps in response to Dongmei's worries, there was a piercing thunder, which already rang in my ears.

Dongmei was even more shocked, Li Zhi had already walked out of the umbrella with an umbrella.

This girl didn't know what to think, she rushed into the rain curtain alone, Li Zhi heard footsteps chasing behind her, turned around quickly, put the umbrella in her hand above the two of them.

"What are you chasing me for?"

"What is your Highness going to do?"

"This king is just going to pick up those pears that were blown down."

An oiled paper umbrella couldn't cover the bodies of the two of them, both Dongmei and King Jin were half covered.

When Li Zhi picked up the pears, water dripped from one cuff of his clothes.

Looking at the half-soaked winter plum, Li Zhi raised his nose and hooked it with his hand, and put the pears he picked up on the table.