The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The sound of playing the piano, and the sound of Xiao Xiao finally stopped, Li Chengqian lightly clasped Su Clan's Yingying grip, huh? ...

Li Chengqian suddenly felt that Lady Su's waist seemed to be a little more plump than the previous grip.

Hmm... It should be that Lishan Tangquan Palace eats well and sleeps well, and there is a certain relationship between the relationship between the couple and the oil in honey.

Su's holding Dong Xiao, felt the husband's big hand around the slender waist, his heart was slightly crisp, and he looked nervously in the direction of the faint talk.

"Husband, my concubine heard a voice over there, as if it was General Cheng and Yu Zhan who were dealing with them..."

"It seems to be really..." Li Chengqian listened for a while with his ears stunned, always paying attention to the courtier.

Maintaining the style of the prince, he can only reluctantly let go of his big hand.

With little effort, the Su clan had already left, and Cheng Chubi, Yu Zhining and Ning Zhong came to the small pavilion that stood among the splendid chrysanthemums.

Salute to the Prince of Tang Dynasty respectfully.

"The two Qings are flat, come in and sit down for a while. The chrysanthemums in this area are very beautiful. Drink this chrysanthemum tea for clear liver and bright eyes, and admire the chrysanthemums, which has a special flavor."

"His Royal Highness is extremely true, this chrysanthemum tea does have a different taste." Yu Zhining nodded, and specially raised the tea bowl ceremony in his hands towards the prince.

Cheng Chubi didn't bother to care about the troubles, and he was the least happy that these scholars liked to bend around for a long time before talking about business.

"His Royal Highness, Fang Caichen and Yu Zhanshi are having a fruitful discussion on the ceremony of His Royal Highness's entrance into the city. It is precisely this opportunity to talk to His Highness."

"City entering ceremony?" Li Chengqian was a little confused, he was just following the emperor's grandfather to this Lishan Tangquan Palace to treat leg problems in the name of a vacation.

Isn't it possible, what kind of ceremonies are needed to go back to Chang'an? It shouldn't be his prince if he wants to rectify.

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By the time Cheng Chubi spit out Xingzi enclaves more than one million books into nine convoys, entering the city from nine gates in three directions: east, west, and south.

Then, please ask His Royal Highness to walk straight to Zhuquemen from Mingdemen in the south along Zhuque Street, and let the officials of the East Palace recite the "Three Character Classic" in unison to enhance the sensational effect...

Li Chengqian's small face was white at first, and then gradually turned red, not excited, but embarrassed.

I always feel that the suggestion of Si Mo Xingzi flying in the direction of Brother Bi is like putting myself in front of the millions of people in Chang'an City, and I feel a little bit ashamed of it.

"Brother Chubi, wait a while, it's too much, too much, right?"

Cheng Chubi unwillingly wiped the foam from the corners of his mouth, and continued to speak plausibly.

"Which place is too much? Your Highness, you think, if the common people in Chang'an City can see that your feet are healed, and you can walk like flying."

"You will definitely not mention the previous rumors that attacked your bad virtues. It just so happens that everyone in the world knows that your Royal Highness, you have offered movable type printing to the court."

"Movable type printing can be promoted in such a way that the people in the city of Chang'an know that there is such a good treasure.

Well, those aristocratic families dare not risk the world and stand up against the promotion of movable type printing that benefits the country and the people. "

"Movable type printing technology can make the world's poor scholars no longer have to stay in the family because they can't afford books or can't buy books."

"They will certainly remember the kindness of His Highness in their hearts, and be grateful to the court and Tang..."

These words are really fine, but Yu Zhining always feels that Cheng Saburo is trying to humiliate Yidong Palace officials.

After all, others don't know, but he knows the creator of the "San Zi Jing", this is Cheng Saburo, who is flying across the sky.

Therefore, Yu Zhining couldn't help but interject again. "General Cheng, the officials of the East Palace, would it be inappropriate to recite the "Three Characters" in the public?"

"After all, the officials of the Eastern Palace don't necessarily really listen... listen to the orders of the official, besides, even if the official really confessed.

They will definitely ask, why do you want to recite the "Three Characters Jing", recite the "Analects", and recite the "Thousand Characters Wen"? "

Hearing these words, Cheng Chubi hesitated and looked at this Yu Zhining who raised doubts. "Whether it is "The Analects of Confucius" or "A Thousand Characters Essay"."

"Compared with the "San Zi Jing", who is more catchy and easier to understand?"

"Brother Chubi is okay with these words, but Gu feels that doing this is too ostentatious?" Li Chengqian touched his slightly hot face.

I always feel that I should follow the method of Brother Chuanbi, um, the effect of publicity must be on the post, but I feel too embarrassed to panic.

But Li Chengqian also knew very well that Brother Chu Bi was really planning for himself. Since Brother Chu Bi is so hard to help.

As for the beneficiary, he couldn't make a squeeze, and he would be cheeky and go to the Vermilion Bird Gate.

Shame is a little shame, but from the bottom of his heart, Li Chengqian really wants to prove to the world that loneliness has recovered from his illness and that loneliness has no virtue.

"I am a little worried. Many of the ministers and workers are already years old. Let them walk with the lonely, and maybe they can be moved."

"If you want them to read ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ while walking, uh... it's loneliness, it's hard to imagine such a scene."

Cheng Chubi also flashed a picture in his mind. A group of middle-aged and elderly men with crooked melons and jujubes walked in the biting cold wind tremblingly.

While shivering while chanting the "Three Character Classics", Cheng Chubi felt that the gang of Donggong officials who were stubbornly crooked, were afraid that the words spit out were not as loud as the whistling of the northern wind.

If you want to let the people on both sides of the Zhuque Street, which is more than 100 meters wide, know, those readers who walk and recite.

You must have a loud voice, and you must be very energetic, so that you can read the "Sanzi Jing" aloud while striding forward with your head high, so that you can have the best publicity effect.

Cheng Chubi glanced at Yu Zhining. Yu Zhining was also a few dozen years old, but among the officials, he was already considered to be a strong young man.

Among the many officials in the East Palace, there are many who are seven or eight years older than Yu Zhining or even in their teens and 20s, and there are not many who are younger than him.

Moreover, the number of officials in the Donggong Palace is not too large. Let them whisper. When the voice reaches the ears of the people through the wide Suzaku Street, it may be a bit smaller than the monk's chanting.

Cheng Chubi couldn't help sighing in disgust, and looked away.

"???" Yu Zhining looked at Cheng Saburo with a dazed expression, how could this kid look at himself with that kind of contemptuous eyes, the old man didn't offend you.

Cheng Chubi's gaze shifted and fell on Ning Zhong. Ning Zhong suddenly tightened his chrysanthemum and looked at Cheng Saburo vigilantly and defensively.