Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Every ten days, according to the usual practice, it is the day when Li Xin enters the palace to meet Li Shimin and pay his respects to His Majesty Li Er.

When Li Xin came to the Tai Chi Hall to meet Li Shimin, Li Shimin was sitting at the desk dealing with a stack of documents. He took two steps forward, knelt down and said, "I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

"Get up." Li Shimin said casually.

Li Xin got up, and knelt down beside His Majesty Li Er.

This is a very anti-ergonomic sitting posture, but it was the most formal sitting posture in line with etiquette in the Tang Dynasty. Therefore, Li Xin had no choice but to force himself to accept it, silently missing the existence of the desk and office chair in his heart.

In order to match the height of kneeling, the tables and chairs familiar to later generations did not appear in the Tang Dynasty. Most of the tables were low and low like the pear blossom wood table Li Shimin is using now.

Seeing Li Xin sitting crookedly, Li Shimin laughed and scolded: "Whether you sit or not, how can you look like a prince?"

Li Xin chuckled and said, "Even if I look like a prince, I wouldn't dare to show it in front of His Majesty!"

Li Shimin shook his head with a smile, and said, "Where did you learn such a glib tongue!"

Li Xin smiled without saying a word.

Li Shimin lowered his head again and wrote a few lines on the memorial in his hand, without any intention of avoiding Li Xin. Of course, Li Xin didn't even want to read what was written on it. If possible, Li Xin hopes that he will never have anything to do with these political affairs in the court. He felt that he definitely couldn't play with these old fritters who had been immersed in officialdom for many years.

"After this year, you will be eighteen years old, Xin'er?" Li Shimin said slowly.

Li Xin nodded and said, "Yes."

"At this age, it's almost time to get an official position and start serving the country?" Li Shimin smiled and glanced at Li Xin.

Li Xin was stunned.

In Datang, titles and official positions were two separate systems. Li Xin's title is the king of Chu, but his official position is blank. This is not common. Most of the sons of honorable nobles will enter the official position early through the method of family yin, and first get an official position with mixed seniority. If they make some contributions in the future and can be appointed as an official, they will not be criticized for their seniority.

Qin Huaiyu, for example, took an official position in Youqianniuwei at the age of fourteen. Although not very big, just a small seventh-rank military officer, but after all, he is the emperor's close servant, and the glory is very high. If it weren't for the face of Mr. Qin Qiong, ordinary people would not even think about it.

Like Li Xin, who is close to adulthood at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and still has no official position, only a title of title, he is definitely the only one in Datang. In Li Xin's memory, Li Shimin wanted to give him an official position several times, but was rejected by the original Li Xin.

It seems that being able to possess this person is not entirely accidental, at least in the point that his mind is full of food and death, and being the Prince of Taiping, Li Xin and the original owner of this body have reached a complete agreement.

Li Xin immediately said to Li Shimin with a bitter face: "Your Majesty, I have little talent and little learning, and I can't carry it on my shoulders or hands. What can I do to serve the country? I don't know anything."

Li Shimin smiled lightly and said, "Don't lie to me, do you think I'm blind?" After finishing speaking, he read casually: "Smoky sky, faint moon and pale sky, the autumn period of silver and Han Dynasty is the same forever. How much joy and parting hatred What kind of people with little talent and little learning can compose such poems every year and in this night? If your words are heard by the civil officials in the court, I am afraid that there will be few people who have the face to face others."

Li Xin said with a wry smile: "It's just a crooked poem for self-entertainment, it's not worth mentioning at all, why did it alarm His Majesty?"

It was only then that he remembered that Li Shimin had a secret agent department called Baiqisi, and basically all the big and small things that happened in Chang'an City could not be hidden from Li Shimin's eyes and ears.

Li Shimin said: "How come you don't know? This morning, there were two censors who impeached you and Qin Huaiyu, saying that you made trouble maliciously, committed murder and hurt others, is there such a thing?"

"It's true." Li Xin had no choice but to admit it honestly. He didn't believe that Baiqisi's spies only found his poems, but didn't find him beating someone with Qin Huaiyu. Anyway, Li Shimin wouldn't pursue such a trivial matter, so it would be easier to admit it honestly.

Li Shimin snorted, and said: "Look at you, you are making troubles outside all day long, if you don't find something serious to do for you, you might make trouble for me!"

Li Xin quickly said: "I will stay in the house honestly from now on, and I will never come out to cause trouble. If you are an official or something, please let me go! I really don't know how to do anything!"

Seeing that Li Xin insisted on refusing to be an official, Li Shimin sighed and said, "Your lazy nature is really a pity for your great talent!"

Knowing his own family affairs, Li Xin is very aware of how much so-called talent he has, and he is afraid that he will not be able to fill a small cup if he counts it all. He smiled bitterly and said to Li Shimin: "I just wrote a crooked poem, how can I call it a talent? Poetry is just a small way. You can write a beautiful poem, but you can handle government affairs well without proof!"

Li Shimin laughed loudly, and said: "You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, and dare to say that poetry is just a small way. If your words are heard by those ministers, the memorial to impeach you may fill the entire Tai Chi Hall!"

Li Xin chuckled and said, "So, I only dare to complain in front of His Majesty."

Li Shimin shook his head and smiled, and said again: "Actually, what you said is biased. The imperial examinations of this dynasty valued poetry, and indeed many useful talents were selected." He raised his hand and threw a memorial to Li Xin, saying: "This Dong Gui was born as a Jinshi. He wrote good poems and did things beautifully. He found out the corruption accounts of the governor of Qianzhou in ten days. He can be regarded as a capable official."

Since Li Shimin let him see, Li Xin couldn't refuse, so he picked up the memorial and glanced at it. After he put down the memorial, he asked, "Where's the original account? Can I have a look?"

It was rare to see that Li Xin was interested in official affairs, and Li Shimin also wanted to see his opinion on this matter, so he signaled the servants on the side to fetch something. Not long after, the servant came back with a stack of thick notebooks.

Li Xin casually took down a copy, flipped it through in his hand, and said with a smile, "Just this little account, I can check it out in three days. This Mr. Dong actually took ten days, how can he be regarded as a capable official?" !"

Hearing this, Li Shimin scolded angrily: "Nonsense! Dong Gui took two officials from the household department to check for ten days and nights before finding out that the accounts were wrong. How dare you say that you can check it out in three days? Are you talking about it like this? Do you want to be punished again?"

Upon hearing the board, Li Xin called Qu and said, "I'm wronged, this account is really not that difficult!"