The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Li Shimin strode forward. Although the Lingyan Pavilion is not very big, it is not small. The nobles and nobles of the Tang Dynasty have all poured into it.

The portraits of the same size are hung high in this Lingyan Pavilion, with bright colors and majestic portraits, but they are vivid and vivid.

Li Shimin smiled, pointing to the portraits and loudly.

"In the past few years, all of you, Aiqing, have made great contributions to Tang and me."

"And based on the merits of all the Aiqings, I selected twenty-four Qings with outstanding merits, and painted portraits of the same body for Er et al."

"It was personally written by Yan Aiqing, which lasted for several years, and now it is finally successful..."

Listening to the words of the emperor of Datang, all the civil and military officials closed their mouths one after another, waiting for the emperor to praise these courtiers rather flattered.

At this moment, Changsun Wuji, your majesty's eldest brother, flushed slightly at this moment, and his expression was obviously uncontrollable.

After all, even though I already knew that I would definitely be able to climb Ling Lingyan Pavilion, and I was also very confident, whether it was nepotism or real credit.

Coupled with many years of life and death with your Majesty, it is enough to hold the top three. But now, His Majesty mentioned himself first.

What does this mean? It means that he ranks first among the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion.

What an honor this is, it is definitely a big event that can be proud of the world and go down in history.

Thinking about this, the corner of Changsun Wuji's eyes couldn't help but swept to the sides, and saw the gang of vulgar martial artists with disgusting and contemptuous faces.

I can't help but feel bad in my heart, let it go, those people who hate dogs, definitely don't want to be riding on their heads by their own example among the gentleman.

But so what? Turning his gaze across the other one, he saw Fang Xuanling, a famous Tang dynasty who was smiling and stroking his long beard without saying a word.

Although he is smiling very much, he must be very jealous in his heart that he can be ranked first on the list of heroes...

Sure enough, after Li Shimin had counted Changsun Wuji's deeds, his voice suddenly rose.

"Changsun Qing's family, the first of the twenty-four heroes in Lingyan Pavilion."

As soon as this remark came out, the officials and workers wittily congratulated the grandson Wuji, even the gang of generals.

Regardless of whether he is happy or not, before your Majesty's eyes, who dares not to show face, even Hou Junji, who likes to look at people with his nostrils, also stepped forward to express his congratulations to the grandson Wuji.

The civil servants are naturally very gentle, and they are all auspicious and festive words of congratulations.

Changsun Wuji, an old driver who rarely fluctuates in his usual mood, is flushed and humbled to his Majesty today.

Then he frequently returned salutes to the colleagues who came to congratulate him.

But when a military commander came to congratulate, it seemed a lot simpler, they were not the old churros of civil servants.

Even if it was pinched in private, he was still able to talk and laugh on the surface.

Just like Niu Jinda came over and bowed to Changsun Wuji. "Congratulations on being on the list,"

Then he just turned his head and left, without even having a chance to return the gift to the grandson Wuji.

Next was the black-faced Lao Wei Chi, and Yu Chi Gong, who had an unhappy face, stood up to Zhang Sun Wuji.

After looking up and down at Changsun Wuji, he snorted. "congratulations."

Then he twisted his hips and left. Anyway, in the eyes of Yu Chigong, Lao Tzu had saved his majesty's life, and how many important things he had done in Xuanwu Sect.

The result has to be ranked behind you, a fat man who abandons martial arts and chongwen, it is strange to be happy.

Li Shimin looked at the way the gang of military commanders congratulated him, but he couldn't laugh or cry, but he couldn't say anything.

Anyway, as long as the scene does not collapse, after all, if there is no competitive psychology among colleagues, it will not be beautiful.

Just when Li Shimin thoughtfully, he heard a familiar laughter. "The grandson official department, you should thank my third child."

"??" In an instant, the entire Lingyan Pavilion was silent, and the forced grin on Changsun Wuji's face could not be maintained, and the whole person was about to split apart.

In an instant, the chrysanthemum tightened, is it possible that this **** wants to mention his own dark illness now to make himself die on the spot?

Chu Suiliang hurriedly coughed. "Lu Guogong said cautiously, Zhao Guogong's meritorious service is better than anyone else in his heart."

Cheng Yaojin looked at him with a black line, bowed his hand at his staring majesty, and continued as if nothing was wrong.

"Haha...Of course, Lao Cheng, I mean, my family Saburo had already congratulated the eldest grandson in the Lingyan Pavilion several years ago.

He also presented him with a masterpiece that shook the world. Is it possible that everyone has forgotten it? "

Seeing everyone's dumbfounded look, Cheng Yaojin also poked Chang Sun Wuji's chubby belly with his fingers in a hateful look.

"It's the time when I won the belt of the grandson official in Weinan Daying."

Not surprisingly, Li Ji, who had always been very slippery with Lao Cheng, immediately slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.

"Oh, if it hadn't been reminded by Old Cheng, Li would have almost forgotten that song as a memorable work..."

As soon as this remark came out, the current civil and military ministers and workers immediately reacted the same day. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Changsun Wuji's eyes went dark, and the fat face that was flushed with excitement instantly went black.

God's belts and trouser belts, these are all black history, when I think of it, that **** boy Cheng Saburo gave himself a lot of shame.

No, he is not aimed at himself alone, but at all the gentlemen of Te Niang.

As soon as it happened, the voices of a dry military commander continued to babble, as if rushing to the chestnut wholesale market last night to enjoy a pot of half-cooked chestnuts together.

All the civil servants had a black line on their faces, still remembering that **** boy, even though he was stunned by the grandson Wuji, but he even brought himself and the others into trouble by the boy.

Wen Neng picked up the pen, and the emperor Li Shimin, the martial arts swordsman, hurriedly coughed, concealing the smile that he almost blurted out.

"Okay, Old Cheng Mo is going to mess around, but then again, Cheng Saburo's poem confirms that Changsun Aiqing is on the Lingyan Pavilion, hahaha..."

Seeing your Majesty's interruption and muddy, all the civil servants with red eyebrows and green eyeballs snorted in anguish, and their heads crooked.

He was disgusted and unwilling to look at the vulgar martial artist who was still suffocating a smile.

If it weren't for today to be a good day for his own praise and glory of his ancestors, the wicked grandson Wuji could not wait to play Wangbaquan and let Cheng Yaojin, a fat and strong cheeky, blood splattered five steps.

At this moment, His Majesty summoned a strong man and hung his body portrait in the first position of the left compartment.

Next, Li Shimin continued to talk about it. At this time, he was talking about Li Xiaogong, the king of Hejian County.

His Royal Highness, who was fighting for the founding of the Tang Dynasty, was able to fight against Li Shimin with his great military exploits, and became the second-ranked figure in the Lingyan Pavilion.