Da Tang: Father, can I resign?

Chapter 42 Public opinion war begins!

I have to admit that His Royal Highness Li Ming’s chicken soup skills are getting better and better.

The children sat in the simple environment for several hours.

It's much more serious than the clean and bright Secretariat.

Wei Daijia was also like a big kid, doing his best to discuss and ponder with children who were at least a dozen years younger than him.

A beautiful picture of humbly seeking advice and studying hard comes to life on the paper.

It would be even better if they were not discussing various propaganda war posters.

As the person in charge of overall coordination, Li Ming naturally does not need to write it himself.

He walked out of the makeshift classroom with his hands behind his back, leisurely chatting about family matters with helpers and poor people, and lazily watching Lai Junchen busying around in the crowd.

As he watched, he saw a problem and curiously asked a shriveled old man:

"Old man, why do people sprinkle dirt into their bowls before drinking porridge?"

"Your Highness, of course it's to pray for good luck." The old man clasped his fists and said earnestly.

"good luck?"

Li Ming was even more confused:

“Does the soil here have any magical properties?”

His question actually confused the old man:
"Isn't this the sand you blessed?"

"what?"

"what?"

After being stunned for a while, Li Ming finally reacted——

This was all because he threw sand into the porridge pot.

After all, no one has seen "Iron Teeth and Bronze Teeth Ji Xiaolan", nor do they know Heshen and the adults, so they don't know the principle of adding sand to porridge.

But the wise and brave Prince Li Ming must have his reasons for doing this.

As the story spread, adding sand seemed to gradually become abstract in practice and turned into a fixed ritual before drinking porridge.

Even Li Ming has a bit of divinity.

So-called religions and customs were born in this way...

Regarding this feudal superstition, Li Ming said: Give me more, I like it.

…………

After noon, the children were so hungry that their stomachs were growling, but they finally finished their policy papers one after another.

Wei Daijia's eyes were bloodshot. He selected several better articles and gave them to Li Ming.

"Do you think the quality of these articles is acceptable?" Li Ming asked.

"You'll know when you see it for yourself." Wei Daijia was too disdainful to explain.

Li Ming read it through, and his eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot.

I can only say that I underestimated these naughty kids' ability to treat low blood pressure.

In terms of sarcasm, he is no worse than the big V who can call the wind and rain and set the pace.

"Great, very good!" Li Ming praised with gritted teeth, then went back to the beginning of the article and looked at the authors of these masterpieces.

In addition to familiar faces such as Di Renjie, Zhang Sunyan, and Fang Yize, he noticed two less familiar names.

"Li Jingye, Li Xiaoyi." Facing two little brats who were not much older than Hou Baolin, Li Ming said approvingly:
“You are writing articles at such a young age, which is commendable.

"You are worthy of being the best of my Li family..."

Before I finished praising him, the little guy named Li Jingye started to cry out:

“I’m not from the Li family, my last name is Xu!
"Because my grandfather Xu Shiji was given the surname Li by His Majesty, so I should be called Xu Jingye!"

Oh~ It turns out that this little guy is Li Shiji’s grandson.

Li Ming's eyes became meaningful.

Li Shiji was the second person in the Tang Dynasty after Li Jing to be inducted into the Hall of Fame of the Ten Sages of the Temple of Martial Arts, and one of the top two in terms of military power during the Zhenguan period (Li Shimin was an exception).

Grandfather is a tough guy, but he didn’t expect his grandson to be even tougher. He is a complete rookie with zero emotional intelligence.

And if you look closely, you can see that the kid has pointed cheeks and doesn't look very good.

Wait, Xu Jingye...

Hiss, why do I always feel like I've heard this name somewhere in my previous life...

Li Ming regretted for the nth time that he did not study the history of the Tang Dynasty before traveling through time. He changed the subject and continued to praise:

“Where were we just talking about… You are indeed the leaders of the Fourteen Parties.

"If General Hou can be vindicated, half of your military honors will be on the list..." "I disagree!" Little Li Xiaoyi also spoke up:
"Your Majesty is wise and wise, he must be right! Your Majesty has put Hou Junji in prison, so Hou Junji must have committed a crime!

"As a relative of the imperial family, I have listed all the sins of Chen Houjunji in my article, and they are all from the bottom of my heart!"

Li Ming was stunned.

What a loyal dog your Majesty is.

After experiencing the chaos of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the Chen Sheng and Wu Guang riots, and the Zheng Zhuanggong single-handedly assassinated the Zhou emperor, there is still such a pure Baohuang faction.

This Li Xiaoyi is really... one fan is worth ten haters!
Among so many talented works, his "Sincere Confession" is the one that makes people's blood pressure soar the most.

On behalf of my father, I thank you...

"In short, you did a good job. Thank you for your hard work." Li Ming sent away two talented leaders with distinct personalities.

Looking at the two jumping figures, Li Ming suddenly remembered.

I remembered where I had seen the name "Xu Jingye" in my previous life.

Not in history books, but in Chinese language books——

"An Edict to Punish Wu Zetian on Behalf of Xu Jingye" written by Luo Binwang.

Wu Zetian, also known as Wu Zetian.

It turns out that this little brother is a good comrade of Wu Zetian.

It’s a pity that Li Jingye has a very ugly appearance and very low personal charm.

He even failed to win over the Hebei gentry who had always been unhappy with the Tang Dynasty, and was supported by Wu Zetian's loyal dog Li Xiaoyi.

Yes, it’s this Li Xiaoyi.

At this time, His Majesty's loyal dog was standing shoulder to shoulder with little Li Jingye.

Fortunately, this Li guy is a relative of the Li Tang clan, but I didn't expect that he would turn his elbow outward and help whoever sits on the throne.

It's true that one can tell a person's future from his childhood. One has low emotional intelligence, and the other is a loyal dog to the emperor...

Li Ming was complaining fiercely in his mind when something disrespectful patted his shoulder.

"Brother Ming! Master Ming!" Lai Junchen wiped his sweat with a playful smile:
"I found you a clever one. Hey, why don't you call out to Master Ming when you see him?"

A group of young men who were as naive as Lai Junchen knelt down in unison and kowtowed with a playful smile:

"My humble servant greets Master Ming!"

Birds of a feather flock together... Li Ming's mouth twitched, but he was still happy in his heart.

Some jobs that require people to take off their long gowns can only be done in public.

"I want to ask you for a favor. You will be rewarded if you do a good job." Li Ming said.

The group of clever ghosts immediately waved their hands:

"Hey, hey, hey, Master Ming, you are being too polite! You saved my life, you can even let me die, how dare I ask for your reward!"

Haha, you are really smart... Li Ming nodded approvingly and scolded with a smile:

"You're still arguing with me? Just take the money when I tell you to!

"I will go to the bookstore and print these articles later. After that, you will distribute the printed articles every day.

"You all remember this, make sure to cover all urban areas, don't crowd them together; give them to respectable people, don't be so stupid as to give them to illiterate people!"

These young men have been struggling in the mud since they were born, so Li Ming's speech, which was domineering yet a bit bandit-like, was very much to their liking.

"Okay, Master Ming!" Everyone shouted in unison, full of fighting spirit.

Wei Daijia came close to Li Ming and asked quietly:
"The articles written by the gentlemen are indeed good, and reading them makes me angry. But will this method work..."

He now feels very involved. Although he cannot fully understand what His Highness is planning, he sincerely hopes that this trick can succeed.

Li Ming smacked his lips and shook his head regretfully:

"It's a pity that they lack experience and are still a little short of maturity."

"What else is missing?"

"The title. I have to write it myself."

…………

From the next day, leaflets with scary titles spread rapidly to every corner of Chang'an City like a virus:
《Shock! The first place the general went to when he returned to Beijing was... a place that most men had heard of, but had never been to》

"Why does the strong man not come home at night? Why does the lovely wife stay alone in the empty room? Is it the decline of morality or the distortion of the law?"

He Disappeared

"The Little Boy with Sticky Liquid on His Face"...

(End of this chapter)