Traveling through Du He, Li Chengqian's rebellion begins

Changsun Wuji came back to his senses from his trance. He turned around and walked up to Zhang Xuansu, asking in a low voice.

"Are they all ready?"

Zhang Xuansu nodded solemnly: "Everything is ready!"

He was now extremely excited, hoping that the night would come quickly and that the operation would go smoothly.

After so much painstaking preparation, we have finally reached the final step.

After the matter was accomplished, he was no longer the Minister of Personnel, nor the Minister of Personnel, but the Right Prime Minister!

As for the title, he should be conferred the title of Duke, right?

He has been an official in the court for more than 20 years. Before that, he taught the prince for many years. Now he is even the Minister of Personnel, but he has never been awarded a title.

His Majesty didn't even give him the lowest county barony!

"Whoo~"

Changsun Wuji took a long breath and said softly, "Let's go!"

The two men walked out of the Ministry of Personnel one after the other. Looking at their elegant backs, one felt as if the wind was whistling and the Yi River was cold, and the heroes would never return.

East Palace.

Inside Mingde Hall.

Du He bowed to Li Chengqian and said, "Your Highness, please lead the officials to Yuhua Palace first. I will take people to the manor to assist the Taoist priests in carrying their belongings."

He mainly wanted to see whether the fireworks had been wet by the heavy rain.

If the fireworks get wet, it will be a big trouble.

Li Chengqian nodded: "Go ahead."

...

Du He, escorted by a group of guards, rode at full speed to the manor.

When he saw hundreds of carriages filled with fireworks, he felt relieved.

"fortunately!"

Wang Kang hurried over to report, "Lord Han Guo, all the fireworks have been loaded onto the truck. We'll cover them with linen and some rain cover and we'll be ready to go."

Looking at Wang Kang who was sweating profusely, Du He nodded slightly.

Du He asked softly, "How many fireworks did you transport in total?"

"Seven shots."

"Prepare for waterproofing and be ready to go!"

"promise."

After receiving the order, Wang Kang hurried down to make arrangements.

After another half a quarter of an hour, hundreds of carriages, escorted by hundreds of imperial guards, slowly headed towards Yuhua Palace.

Two hours later.

Du He led a group of Taoist priests to Yuhua Palace. Today, the guards of Yuhua Palace were tighter than usual, and there were a large number of armored and spear-wielding imperial guards guarding each gate.

The imperial guards briefly inspected the carriage and then let it pass.

Arrived outside a large hall near Yuhua River.

Du He instructed Wang Kang, "Move the fireworks to the adjacent hall and store them. Tonight, His Majesty will be leading the officials to admire the moon outside the square of Yuhua Hall."

"When the time comes, our fireworks will be set off by the Yuhua River in front."

Yuhua Hall is located at the highest point of the building complex. It not only overlooks all the palaces of Yuhua Palace, but also allows you to see the wide Yuhua River.

The fireworks were set off by the river, and people in Yuhua Palace could see them clearly.

"As ordered!"

After receiving the order, Wang Kang went down to make arrangements immediately.

Du He saw Wang Kang arranging the imperial guards to move the fireworks, while he walked towards Ziwei Palace.

When he walked into the hall, he found it was full of people.

Li Shimin, Li Chengqian and a group of princes sat in the front, while the civil and military officials sat on the left and right sides according to their official ranks.

Facing everyone's attention, Du He walked to the front of the hall and saluted.

"See Your Majesty!"

Li Shimin smiled and said, "No need to be polite, please take a seat."

Du He bowed again, then walked to the empty seat behind Hou Junji and sat down.

He saw Fang Xuanling also sitting at the head of the officials, and his mental state seemed to be barely okay, not like someone who was about to die at any time.

On the imperial platform.

Li Shimin looked at all his sons and heirs who had gathered, as well as the civil and military officials on both sides of the hall, and his heart was suddenly filled with emotion.

How wonderful!

It’s a pity that such days can only last for one day!

Once upon a time, when he entertained his ministers in Taiji Hall, it was also a lively scene.

Unfortunately, Li Daliang, Yan Shigu, Cen Wenben, Gao Shilian, Yang Shidao, Xiao Yu and others had already left.

After some emotion.

Li Shimin said in a loud voice: "My dear ministers, please enjoy some cakes first, and then we will have the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner in two hours."

"There's a poetry gathering tonight, so please think about it in advance."

There was a pause.

Li Shimin smiled and said, "I will reveal the prizes for the poetry competition in advance. The minister who wins the first prize will be granted the title of King of a different surname after the war is over!"

wow~

As Li Shimin finished speaking, a huge noise suddenly broke out in the hall.

Confer the title of king on someone with a different surname!

Is the reward that big?

All the officials turned to look at Du He at the same time, their faces full of envy and jealousy.

"Is this reward given by Your Majesty to the Duke of Han?"

"Duke Han led an army of 30 to attack Tubo and the Indian states. After the war, His Majesty took the opportunity to appoint Du He as a king of a different surname!"

"The first place will definitely belong to Duke Han Guo!"

"We'll just join in the fun."

"..."

In just a few moments, all the officials understood that the reward set by His Majesty was intended to prepare for the reward to be bestowed upon the Duke of Han after his return.

But Your Majesty has only given up one quota. Does it mean that other ministers and kings of different surnames will not be rewarded?

Seeing all the officials staring at him with wide eyes, Du He suddenly felt pressured.

"Don't look at me!"

"I haven't thought of the right poem yet..."

Last night I was so busy dealing with the little Japanese witch that I forgot about recalling poetry.

He can definitely recall a poem, but it may not be perfect.

Cheng Yaojin said aggrievedly, "Your Majesty, we military commanders are all rough men, and we can't compare with the civil officials in writing poetry."

"This reward you set is unfair to us!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately agreed by Li Ji, Hou Junji, Yuchi Gong, Xue Wanche and others.

Not to mention these military generals, even the civil officials had objections.

Xu Jingzong, the Minister of the Court, shouted, "Your Majesty, who doesn't know that Duke Hanguo is the immortal poet of the Tang Dynasty? He is the God of Literature. Every poem he writes becomes a famous poem, and he has never failed to win!"

"The reward from the king of a different surname must go to the Duke of Han!"

When all the officials heard Xu Jingzong's flattering words, they all showed contempt on their faces.

He really knows how to lick someone’s ass!

Everyone else hoped that Your Majesty would increase the rewards, but Xu Jingzong, this flattering minister, went the other way and directly praised the Duke of Korea.

Li Shimin said with a smile: "My dear ministers, there is no need to worry. There are still many opportunities to be granted the title of King of a different surname, but it will not be awarded at tonight's Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival."

"If you have the time, you should think more about poetry!"

The civil and military officials did not continue to complain, but frowned and thought hard.

They had no appetite even for the delicious cakes served by the palace maids.

The civil officials come second.

Changsun Wuji glanced at Li Junxian who was sitting diagonally opposite him. When he saw Li Junxian nod slightly to him, his face was suddenly filled with smiles.

Steady!

After worrying about it all night, it finally went as planned!

Li Shimin saw all their little movements. He shook his head slightly and then turned his gaze to Du He.

"Du He, how are your arrangements for the battle against Tubo and the Indian states going?"

Well...

Du He, who was eating happily, paused slightly.

It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival, why talk about government affairs?

Du He put down the cakes and then bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, I have made arrangements. I will definitely conquer the entire Tubo and Tianzhu regions before Yuan Zheng arrives!"