After my inner voice was eavesdropped, I became the favorite of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 27

"Watch out!" Before Li Qingge finished speaking, a confident smile appeared on her lips. Her eyes flashed with determination and pride, as if everything was under control. Suddenly, the Dragon Sword Technique was displayed like flowing clouds and water. The sword light flashed, and her figure appeared and disappeared in the shadow of the sword, like a fierce dragon soaring in the sky with the wind. The momentum was simply terrifying! A set of eighteen styles of sword techniques continued, and the wind was blowing all around. The sword techniques were so tight that they were like a net without a single loophole. Every movement revealed an unparalleled exquisite skill.

"Is this the Longteng Sword Technique?" One person was stunned, his voice trembling with disbelief.

"It feels much better than what we learned!" another person exclaimed, his eyes full of awe for Li Qingge's skills.

"This swordsmanship makes up for all the shortcomings of Longteng's swordsmanship. It is impeccable!" The third person murmured to himself. His eyes followed Li Qingge's every move closely, as if he wanted to imprint it all deeply in his mind.

"This is the real Longteng swordsmanship!" the three shouted in unison, their voices filled with admiration and respect for Li Qingge's skills.

Li Qingge put away her sword and stood up. Her figure was straight and proud, like a sword goddess who had descended to the mortal world. The three people were stunned, their mouths opened wide, and they were too surprised to speak. Their legs began to weaken, and their eyes were full of awe and admiration when they looked at Li Qingge.

The bald man clasped his fists, his awe evident in his words: "May I ask your name, sir?" There was a slight tremor in his voice, and he was obviously shocked by Li Qingge's skills.

Li Qingge smiled slightly, with a hint of indifference and calmness in her smile. She threw the knife to the ground easily, put her hands behind her back, and looked mysterious: "I am the authentic successor of Longteng Sword Technique. Which senior of the Black Tiger Gang are you disciples of?" There was a hint of majesty in her voice, as if a true master was asking his disciples.

"We are the senior's disciples." The three answered in unison, with a hint of fear and uneasiness in their voices.

"I see." Li Qingge nodded, her eyes revealing a hint of understanding. "Originally there were two branches of Longteng Sword Technique, but part of it has been lost by your predecessors, and I have completely mastered its essence." There was a hint of confidence and pride in her voice.

"In terms of seniority, I should be considered your senior's master. Why don't you kneel down and call me Master!" Li Qingge looked down at them with a hint of joking. There was a cunning light in her eyes, as if a naughty senior sister was teasing her junior brother.

"Master? You are so young, how can you be our Master?" someone asked doubtfully, his eyes full of puzzlement and confusion.

"Are you kidding us?" another person questioned, with a hint of hesitation and uneasiness in his voice.

"But his Longteng swordsmanship is undoubtedly the authentic one." The third person murmured, his eyes fixed on Li Qingge, as if trying to find the answer.

"Could it be that Master is really the senior's ancestor?" The three looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt and confusion. But in the end, they wisely chose to kneel down. The power of Longteng Sword Technique was there, how dare they disrespect?
Li Qingge's face darkened and she threatened, "Assassinating our master is a crime of disrespect! If word of this gets to the Black Tiger Gang, do you know the consequences?" There was a hint of majesty and severity in her voice, as if a true master was reprimanding his disciples.

The bald man smiled bitterly, wiped the sweat off his face and said, "We were bewitched by others, it was not our own fault." There was a hint of panic and uneasiness in his voice, and he was obviously intimidated by Li Qingge's majesty.

Zhang Laoer also hurried to please: "Master, please calm down. We are really innocent." There was a hint of pleading and earnestness in his voice, as if a disciple who had made a mistake was begging for mercy from the master.

Li Qingge snorted coldly and said seriously: "I can let this matter go for the time being, but you have to agree to one condition of mine." There was a hint of seriousness and earnestness in her voice, as if a true master was assigning a task to her disciples.

"Why do you want to assassinate me?" Li Qingge demanded, her eyes flashing with a sharp light, as if she wanted to see through everything.

The bald man looked embarrassed, and Li Qingge asked coldly: "If you don't tell the truth, you will be punished by the family rules. You should know how powerful my family rules are." There was a hint of threat and intimidation in her voice, as if a true master was interrogating his disciple.

The bald man was so scared that he was sweating profusely, and finally told the truth: "We used to be the prince's retainers, and were ordered by the old man to form an alliance with the prince. Later, the prince lost power, and we became dissatisfied, so we wanted to harm Master. I didn't expect that Master, you are also a descendant of Longteng." There was a hint of panic and uneasiness in his voice, and he was obviously intimidated by Li Qingge's majesty.

Li Qingge suddenly understood. She thought to herself, "So that's it. When the crown prince was deposed, I was right beside Li Shimin. He ordered the crown prince to abdicate, and the crown prince might have mistakenly thought it was me. Although it wasn't me, the misunderstanding is deep, and I still have to settle the score." Her eyes sparkled with wisdom, as if a true master was thinking about how to solve this thorny problem.

So she waved her hand and said, "You guys go, go back and tell the old man that I will go find him myself." There was a hint of indifference and calmness in her voice, as if a true master was instructing his disciples.

After understanding the whole story, Li Qingge had lost interest in these three people. Although she could kill them, she was afraid of causing more trouble, so she let them go. And now they were already afraid and dared not to act rashly. Her eyes flashed with wisdom and calmness, as if a true master was handling all the trivial matters.

"Thank you, Master. We'll leave now!" After saying that, the three of them retreated hastily. They were agile and disappeared on the roof in the blink of an eye. Their figures were looming in the night, like a group of frightened birds fleeing in a hurry.

Li Qingge looked at the direction they left, and secretly sighed in her heart: "The world of martial arts in the Tang Dynasty is really unfathomable. It is not recorded in history books. But from these clues, it is not difficult to see that there is actually nothing to be afraid of." Her eyes flashed with confidence and pride, as if a true master was looking down on this world of martial arts.

At this time, the effect of the Nether Eye had disappeared, but the memory of the Dragon Sword Technique was deeply imprinted in her mind. Although the inheritance was temporarily hidden, Li Qingge felt that it seemed to be activated at any time. Her heart was filled with joy and anticipation, as if a true master was looking forward to the challenges of the future.

“The Nether Eye can copy martial arts and store them in memory, and can be activated at any time. In this way, I can absorb various martial arts infinitely and store them for use. I only need to find the right opportunity to activate the inheritance.” She whispered to herself, as if a true master was expounding her own martial arts philosophy.

"The Nether Eye is such an amazing thing!" Li Qingge smiled and looked up at the sky, her heart filled with joy and pride. She knew that from now on, the world would become more interesting and exciting. She would use her own strength and wisdom to reveal the mysteries of this world and create her own legend. The Nether Eye would become one of her most powerful weapons, helping her to stand firm in the martial arts world.

After killing the assassin, Li Qingge hurried to Cheng's house. Her father was waiting in the house, and she dared not delay. The sun shone through the sparse clouds and sprinkled on her body, adding a bit of warmth to her already cold temperament. Her steps were brisk and powerful, and each step seemed so resolute, as if the battle just now was just a small episode in her life.

As soon as she entered the door, her father Cheng Yaojin looked at her eagerly, his eyes full of expectation. But he said nothing, just casually said: "The small matter is done." Then he turned and went into the kitchen and started to make delicious food. She was busy in the kitchen, her skillful movements, as if she was born to be a chef. Soon, the fragrance went straight into her nose, and the neighbors were so greedy that they murmured louder and louder in their hearts.

For several days in a row, the neighbors were curious about why there was suddenly a chef in the Cheng Mansion, but after asking around, they couldn't find out. Instead, they found that the chef in the mansion had not been changed at all. It turned out that when General Cheng was in a good mood, he liked to cook by himself, and all the meals for the whole family were made by him. When he was no longer in the mood, he would find a good chef to replace him. When this matter spread, everyone was stunned, thinking in their hearts: Could these delicious dishes really be made by General Cheng? But on second thought, they felt something was wrong. Li Qingge was usually so lazy, how could he pick up a spatula? There must be a mysterious chef hidden in the mansion, and because of his special status, he was afraid that he would be poached by the emperor.

"Huh, that's outrageous. I don't believe he can cook!" said a neighbor with a pout.

"That's right, there must be a famous chef hiding in the mansion." Another neighbor echoed.

“That’s right, he’s probably just pretending. Who would believe he can cook a good dish?” A passerby shook his head.

"Oh, this guy is even clever when cooking. He's really a complete loser." Someone else sighed.

Although they grumbled about it in private, the aroma was so tempting that everyone couldn't help but praise it in their hearts: Absolutely wonderful! The aroma seemed to have a magical power that made people irresistible. Whenever the food was served, the neighbors couldn't help but stretch their necks and take a few glances into Cheng's house, trying to get a glimpse of the true face of the mysterious chef.

In the kitchen, Li Qingge was cleaning up the pots and pans. Looking at the four dishes and one soup in front of her, she felt very satisfied. She hadn't cooked for her father for a long time, so she had to let him enjoy it today. There was a gentle light in her eyes, as if at this moment, she was no longer the cold assassin, but a loving daughter. So, she personally carried the food all the way to the dining room.

"Oh, what a nice smell! Your cooking skills have improved again!" Cheng Yaojin's eyes lit up before the food was served, and he couldn't help but move his fingers. He looked at his daughter's gentle eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart. Thinking back to the past, this kid suddenly stopped visiting red-light districts and went into the kitchen instead. He would occasionally tinker with some novel vegetables, such as potatoes and sweet potatoes, and he didn't know where the seeds came from. Cheng Yaojin was once worried that she would neglect her martial arts. After all, the Cheng family had been military generals for generations, and their two sons were officials in the court. One made meritorious services in the army, and the other was dazzling in the Jinwu Guards. Only Li Qingge liked to tinker with the fields.

But looking at the food in front of him at this moment, it was simply the level of the imperial chef! The aroma was so fragrant that it made people drool. Not to mention that she also proposed the idea of ​​promoting farming, increasing production and enriching the people. Isn't this a great skill? What made Cheng Yaojin even happier was that this kid was still secretly practicing swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship in the martial arts field was becoming more and more exquisite. Cheng Yaojin was so excited in his heart, feeling that this kid really had unlimited potential, and he could become a genius in everything he did!

He looked at his daughter's busy figure, and his heart was filled with emotion. This daughter always brings him surprises. She was a little girl who only knew how to get into trouble, but now she has grown into such an outstanding woman. Cheng Yaojin has always been proud of his three axes, but he didn't expect that his daughter is even more talented. Thinking of this, his heart was filled with joy, and his eyes were a little wet.

"If your mother were still alive, she would be so happy to see this scene." Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but feel a little sad. He remembered the warm scene when his wife was still alive, when their family sat together to eat. At that time, Li Qingge was just a little child, always naughty and mischievous. But now, she has grown into a graceful young lady.

"Dad, the food is getting cold, eat it while it's hot." Li Qingge reminded gently. She looked at her father's slightly moist eyes, and a bitter feeling welled up in her heart. She knew that her father had been missing her mother, and she had been trying to make her father feel the warmth of home.

"You still remember what I like to eat. I love you for what you like." Cheng Yaojin took the bowl and chopsticks with a smile and ate heartily. The braised pork melted in his mouth, and the sweet fragrance was simply intoxicating. He praised his daughter's cooking skills while eating, and his heart was full of satisfaction and happiness.

"I brewed this wine especially for you. It has a high alcohol content. Don't drink too much." Li Qingge said as she opened a jar of good wine. This was something she had hidden for her father. Even Li Shimin wanted it. The aroma of the wine was so fragrant that it made people intoxicated.

"Good wine!" Cheng Yaojin drank it all in one gulp, and immediately became energetic. He felt the wonderful feeling of the wine flowing in his mouth, and his love for his daughter increased a little more.

"It's strange. The wine shops in Chang'an City have also had this kind of wine recently. Could it be your doing?" Cheng Yaojin thought of the recent bustling scene in the wine shops in Chang'an. The wine was strong and the taste was pure, which was very different from before. He looked at his daughter's sly smile and understood about 70% of it.

"Your Majesty has tasted my wine and wanted to open a winery with me, so I contributed some secret recipes." Li Qingge replied with a smile, looking calm and relaxed. Her words revealed a kind of confidence and calmness, as if all this was just a small episode in her life. But Cheng Yaojin knew how much effort and hard work his daughter put into this! He couldn't help but feel proud of his daughter's talent and diligence!

When good wine comes out, the whole Tang Dynasty will be shocked. The aroma of the wine seems to be able to travel through time and space, evoking the purest desire in people's hearts. But Li Qingge believes in letting nature take its course and doesn't want to spread the secret of winemaking everywhere, so she only confessed it to her father Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin, the great hero of the Tang Dynasty, was so happy when he heard his daughter's secret. He clapped his thigh and smiled from ear to ear: "Great! Such a good thing should be let everyone taste it, you did the right thing!" His face was full of pride. He knew that his daughter was thinking about the overall situation and the millions of people. If others got this secret recipe, they would treasure it very much, hiding it in their arms for fear of losing it, and holding it in their mouths for fear of melting it. But in Li Qingge's eyes, this secret recipe was just like something you could find on the Internet, not that mysterious.

"Dad, don't drink the wine sold outside in the future. The wine I brew is the real thing." Li Qingge said with a proud smile, her eyes flashing with confidence, as if she had already seen the future, the scene where countless people tasted the fine wine she brewed and praised it highly.

"Okay, I'll take a few bottles with me when I go out so that I can taste my daughter's cooking skills." Cheng Yaojin agreed with a big laugh, his voice full of doting and pride for his daughter.

In the restaurant, the father and daughter were chatting happily and laughing continuously, and even the servants outside the door felt warm in their hearts. Although Li Qingge was usually careless and casual, she was very filial. She understood Cheng Yaojin's preferences and knew what he loved most. Everyone saw this and felt that this father and daughter were not like father and daughter, but more like brothers, who could talk about anything and were close to each other.

At night, Cheng Yaojin came back drunk, his face flushed, and he kept muttering, "Good wine, really good wine!" Li Qingge was lying on the bed fiddling with her "Green Field". This title sounds domineering, but it is actually a high-tech monitoring and storage artifact. It is powerful because it has unlimited space inside, and it can store any amount of food. This is the real treasure, and it is Li Qingge's favorite.

As soon as the "Green Field" was opened, the farmland inside was renovated, and the wheat seedlings were green and growing well. Those wheat seedlings seemed to have life, jumping and dancing in front of Li Qingge's eyes, which made people happy.

[It’s so wonderful to watch these lives grow! ] Li Qingge sighed inwardly, her eyes full of tenderness and expectation.

[It will be harvest time soon, so we need to send grain to Jiangnan. I wonder if Mr. Qian can handle this surprise.] She thought, with a sly smile on her face. Mr. Qian was a wealthy businessman in Jiangnan, and he was very generous in hoarding and donating grain. This time, Li Qingge planned to give him a big surprise with the grain from the "Green Onion Field", and even scared him to the point of his eyes popping out.

Thinking of this, Li Qingge could not hold back her anticipation. She seemed to have seen the surprised expression on Mr. Qian's face and heard his words of praise.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed. A crowd of people gathered at the city gate again. The curious kids followed the grain cart to the outskirts, their doubts in their hearts like a knotted rope. They wanted to see how the grain cart was filled.

The suburbs were desolate, without even a warehouse. But the grain carts were filled with grain in the blink of an eye, and everyone was stunned. The Qian family's servant drove the carts skillfully to the palace, and the people looked at each other in confusion. "What's going on? How come the carts are full in the blink of an eye?" One person asked in confusion, scratching his head.

"Did you see it? What's the principle behind this?" another person asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"I arrived a little late, but the food is already full. Isn't that strange?" said a latecomer in surprise.

"If there is a warehouse, it must be nearby, right?" said a man, looking around.

"Could it be underground?" another person guessed.

Everyone looked around, the ground was hard, without even a trace of new soil. Their doubts grew even stronger, and they all shook their heads in confusion. For a time, people were in a panic, and everyone said that this was weird, and the source of food became a mystery.

"Could it be that Mr. Qian is a deity who has descended to earth and can fill the food supply with a wave of his hand?" someone said jokingly.

"It's either a god or a ghost!" someone said seriously. As soon as this was said, everyone's face changed, and a chill ran straight up their spines. They looked around and saw that it was very desolate. The crows' cries were particularly desolate, which added a bit of horror.

"Hurry up and go, it's very weird here." said a man fearfully.

"Mr. Qian must have a secret weapon, otherwise how could he create food out of thin air?" another person speculated.

"That's right. There is an endless supply of food, but no warehouse is visible. There must be something fishy going on!" another person echoed.

Everyone was talking about it, and they were so scared that they ran away in groups without even looking back. They ran so fast that it seemed as if there were pursuers chasing them from behind.

At this time, Li Qingge walked out of the path in the woods, smiled bitterly and shook her head. She lamented that the curiosity of the people in Chang'an was so strong that they actually followed her here. Fortunately, the "Green Field" was hidden, otherwise the secret of the thousands of acres of fertile land would have spread all over the world. If there was a big commotion, it would be troublesome.

So, I have to be more careful. Li Qingge secretly decided that she must keep this secret to preserve the hard-earned peace. She looked at the people leaving, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. She felt helpless towards them, but also fortunate for herself. She was fortunate that she had the "Green Field", which could bring peace and happiness to herself and the people around her.

If nothing goes wrong, this autumn harvest, coupled with the active donations of grain by the wealthy merchants of the Tang Dynasty, will soon solve the difficulties of disaster relief in Jiangnan. And the next harvest is in sight. The golden rice fields are shining in the sun, and the heavy rice ears are hanging their heads, as if telling people about the upcoming joy. The grain will be safely stored in our warehouses, adding strength to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

The most gratifying thing is that Qingge studied it carefully last night, and her bright eyes sparkled with wisdom, as if she could see through the mysteries of all things in the world. She found that if the grain is stored in green and vibrant places, it can avoid moisture and insects, and the grain can be preserved for a longer time. This idea undoubtedly found a new solution to the problem of grain storage.

Speaking of the silver in the treasure bowl, although it can solve the urgent needs of the people in Jiangnan, I am also worried that if this silver flows into the Tang Dynasty market, it will cause the price of silver to fall. So, it is better to keep this silver in case of emergency.

The morning sun shone on the streets of Chang'an, which was bustling. Qingge went into the city alone. She was wearing a light blue dress and walked lightly, like a blooming lotus. As I thought, Chang'an was bustling and everyone was talking about it.

"Mr. Qian is such a kind-hearted person. I thought he had already given all he had, but I didn't expect him to donate so much food." A ragged old man sighed, his eyes sparkling with gratitude.

"I'm afraid he has emptied his family fortune this time. It's amazing that a wealthy man in Chang'an City could accumulate so much food in such a short time." A man who looked like a businessman exclaimed, his eyes full of admiration.

"I also want to do business and make money!" a young man said excitedly, as if he saw hope for the future in his eyes.

"Now it seems that the path of doing business is really promising." Another person echoed, with a gleam of longing in his eyes.

Everyone was curious, why did the grain have to be handed over in such a desolate place? Everyone stared at the wasteland with great interest. The wasteland was located on the outskirts of Chang'an City, desolate and silent, with only a few dead trees standing there alone. However, at this time, it became the focus of everyone's attention.

At the same time, there was a lot of discussion in the palace. In the magnificent palace, the old officials were moved by Qian Dashanren's actions. They were wearing gorgeous court robes, with serious and solemn faces. They thought Qian Dashanren had done his best, but they didn't expect him to donate so much grain.

"It is a blessing for our Tang Dynasty to have such kind people." An old minister sighed, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"Mr. Qian is indeed worthy of his reputation. Giving him only a plaque and a bronze medal seems not enough to commend his contributions. He should be promoted to a higher position." Another old minister echoed, his eyes flashing with admiration.

"But His Majesty doesn't seem to care much about this matter. He has always been clear about rewards and punishments. Why this time..." An old minister said puzzledly, his brows furrowed, as if he was puzzled by His Majesty's attitude.

Everyone was puzzled. Qian Toyota's behavior was unprecedented. He was so eager to help His Majesty solve his worries. According to common sense, His Majesty would definitely reward him heavily. Why did he just let it go now?

Everyone's eyes were focused on Li Shimin, who thought this was quite strange. Li Shimin was wearing a dragon robe, with a dignified and deep face. He sat on the dragon chair, his eyes swept over the ministers, but he had his own plans in mind.

At this time, Wei Zheng finally couldn't help it. He stepped forward, clasped his hands and said, "Your Majesty..."

However, Li Shimin said calmly: "Mr. Qian did this to save the people from hardship, not for reward. If I force him to reward, it would go against his original intention." His voice was calm and firm, as if he had seen through everything.

The emperor knew very well that these grains were actually donated by Qingge, and it would be a waste to give them to Qian Fengtian. So he only gave a plaque and a bronze plate to express his feelings. He knew Qingge's talent and wisdom, and he also knew that her heart was not for fame and fortune.

After hearing the emperor's words, everyone suddenly understood and nodded in agreement. How could the great man Qian donate grain for fame? He was already famous all over the world, and he didn't need to donate again to gain fame. He donated grain again this time purely to save the people from dire straits. His good deeds made people deeply admire and appreciate him.

So, it doesn't matter to Qian Toyota whether there is a reward or not. Everyone's doubts were dispelled and they were as clear-headed as if they had been watered with clean water. They understood that true kindness does not require rewards or recognition from others. Just being able to help others is the greatest happiness and satisfaction.

"Your Majesty..." At this time, Qingge walked into the hall. She was wearing a light blue dress and her steps were as light as a blooming lotus. She bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, I, Qingge, pay my respects to you."

"Cheng Aiqing, you are here. I was just looking for you." Li Shimin smiled and said to Qingge that he regarded him as a meritorious official of the Tang Dynasty. "I am very satisfied with your work in disaster relief this time."

But he chose to keep this a secret, and outsiders didn't know that it was actually Qingge's credit. It was such a pity. If outsiders knew about it, Qingge would definitely receive more praise and respect.

"Your Majesty, I will do my best to give you your orders." Qingge replied, but in her heart she was wondering what Li Shimin wanted to do. "Li Shimin, I know that every time you come to me, it's for profit. This time I've given you the secret recipe for brewing wine, what else do you want? Besides, I've helped you so much. The contribution of disaster relief is not small."

Li Shimin was a little frightened when he heard Qingge's voice. He thought about the severity of the flood in Jiangnan. If Qingge hadn't helped, it would have caused a disaster and shaken the foundation of the country. He knew Qingge's talent and wisdom and understood her importance to him.

"Although the flood in Jiangnan reportedly affected tens of thousands of people, the situation is actually more serious." Li Shimin said in a deep voice, "Fortunately, this kid took action to control the disaster. This is a great achievement in saving the country!" He secretly admired Qingge in his heart and almost wanted to reward him handsomely but finally held back.

Because rewarding Qingge now would definitely lead to criticism. So he had to change the subject and talk about brewing to appease Qingge's heart, "Cheng Aiqing, the strong liquor you brewed with your secret recipe has become popular in Chang'an City." Li Shimin said with a smile.

Fang Xuanling and other ministers were stunned. They didn't expect that such a good wine was brewed by Qingge. Recently, everyone praised the popular strong liquor in Chang'an City. Now they know that it was Qingge's masterpiece. They all looked at Qingge with admiration and praise.

This guy is really a tough guy! He is also a genius at brewing wine! The ministers expressed their admiration and praise for Qingge. They knew Qingge's talent and wisdom and understood her contribution to the Tang Dynasty. They believed that Qingge would continue to contribute to the prosperity and development of the Tang Dynasty in the future.

In a blink of an eye, everyone's eyes were focused on Li Qingge's face. The puzzled expression was unprecedented. In the hall, the candlelight flickered, reflecting faces full of curiosity and inquiry. Li Qingge, this woman who usually kept a low profile, became the focus of everyone's attention at this moment.

Li Qingge frowned slightly when she saw this scene, and muttered to herself: "Hey, I hid the secret recipe for brewing wine because I was afraid of the embarrassing situation today." She thought again: "Li Shimin, this guy, mentioned it in public, won't I be pushed to the forefront? How can I keep a low profile?" She thought again: "What if I can't keep a low profile? I'm still counting on the system reward. How can the Tang Dynasty prosper without the reward?" Thinking of this, Li Qingge was so entangled in her heart, and she was in great pain. She swept her eyes across everyone's faces, trying to find a trace of understanding or sympathy, but she only saw more doubts and curiosity.

She recalled the little tricks she had left in the secret recipe, and she didn't expect that they were almost overlooked. Li Shimin's face suddenly changed, and his body trembled slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said in surprise: "Oh, I almost forgot about this! I can't let this kid become famous easily, otherwise my god-level reward will be gone." He lowered his head and pondered for a while, muttering to himself: "Foreshadowing? What he said is..." After a moment, Li Shimin suddenly realized and understood the mystery in Li Qingge's words.

It turned out that when Li Shimin brought up the liquor issue, he had originally intended to discuss giving Li Qingge 10% of the money earned from brewing liquor, and this was not a one-time benefit, but a long-term benefit. But now it seems that this good thing has turned into a problem.

Li Shimin smiled and said to Li Qingge: "Your secret recipe still has many minor flaws. I had people try it several times before it was fixed." He continued: "Also, this secret recipe was not developed by you, but bought, so your contribution cannot be considered too great. However, next time you buy a secret recipe, you must keep your eyes open."

When Li Qingge heard this, she was so excited and relieved, knowing that the foreshadowing she left behind finally came in handy. She quickly thanked him and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your guidance. I will definitely keep it in mind." She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought, "What a close call! If it weren't for that foreshadowing, I would have been scared to death today. Li Shimin, Li Shimin, it's okay for you to remind me, but why did you have to say it in front of so many people?"

She thought again: "I originally thought that Li Shimin brewed good wine because he wanted to share a piece of the pie with me, making me so torn between being famous and not being famous. Fortunately, my foreshadowing worked." She secretly rejoiced in her heart, and at the same time admired Li Shimin's wit and foresight.

When Li Qingge handed over the secret recipe, she was clever and used river water instead of spring water. As we all know, river water is not as sweet as spring water, so it is naturally much worse for making wine. Therefore, the person who got the secret recipe would definitely use spring water to make wine, and then the secret recipe would be incomplete. The wine brewed according to this flawed secret recipe would definitely not taste good. In this way, although she presented a seemingly amazing secret recipe, she actually had no merit and could not get any limelight. She could just live her life in peace and stability.

The civil and military officials only reacted at this time, and they all showed expressions of sudden enlightenment, and then looked at Li Qingge with contempt. They were all muttering in their hearts: "How can this kid write such a secret recipe? It turns out that it was bought, and there are so many problems that it has to be repaired by the winemaker." They exchanged glances with each other, as if confirming each other's thoughts, and then they all showed disdainful smiles.

However, they also had something they couldn't understand: Why would His Majesty discuss brewing in the court? Although strong liquor tastes good, can it be put on the table? They don't know that this strong liquor is very useful. Not only can it be drunk, but it can also make a lot of money. By the time of Li Qingge, brewing technology had reached its peak. Those who love to drink can't put this wine down. So, the secret recipe presented by Li Qingge is the best of white wine. It transcends the times. Sooner or later, it will bring about earth-shaking changes in the brewing industry in the Tang Dynasty and even the world.

Before long, this strong liquor became extremely popular in the Tang Dynasty. Even foreign merchants scrambled to buy it and shipped it back to their own countries to sell. This not only enriched the Tang Dynasty's treasury, but also added a lot of glory to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. But this is all later.

As for Li Qingge, she didn't take it to heart. She didn't expect that the secret recipe she handed over so casually could actually contribute to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty. She stood in the hall, looking at the different expressions of the civil and military officials, but her heart was calm. She knew that her goal had been achieved, and whether she was famous or low-key, it was no longer important.

Li Shimin was relieved to see that the Jiangnan issue had finally been resolved. He was about to leave the court to take a rest when he heard Du Ruhui report, "Your Majesty! The Jianghu has been in turmoil recently! We have found that the Black Tiger Gang is causing trouble, and several ministers have been targeted by them."

Du Ruhui was a man who was always calm and steady. He quietly sent people to investigate, and indeed found that several ministers had been murdered by the Black Tiger Gang. The conspiracy behind this was unfathomable! It couldn't be solved by one person alone!
When Li Shimin heard the name of "Black Tiger Gang", his brows furrowed. He thought to himself: "These martial arts sects are just making a lot of noise at ordinary times, and they can't become anything big." But then he thought again, when he was conquering the world, he had also relied on their power. So, he had always tolerated their existence. However, if they dared to make any unusual moves, it would only take a few minutes to destroy them!

Li Shimin suddenly remembered what Li Qingge had mentioned to him before about the Black Tiger Gang, and his heart was shocked: "How dare people like Bald Qiang track down ministers? Do they have the intention of rebellion?" Thinking that Li Qingge had also been harmed by the Black Tiger Gang, Li Shimin's face darkened, and he said angrily: "How can my lucky general be bullied by you villains!" His voice echoed in the hall, with an unquestionable majesty and power.

(End of this chapter)