Chapter 2251: People Are Looking Forward to Mount Tai with Tears in Their Eyes

Inside and outside Luoyang Palace, in the dining area, some people laughed and some wiped their tears.

Especially the people who came to Luoyang from other places, more of them were laughing and crying, finally getting over it.

With a job and a house, children are sent to school to either study hard and get rewards, or drop out of school and work to make money.

It’s the New Year, so there are dumplings to eat, and there are several dishes.

The flowers in the sky are so beautiful. Work hard and make money in the coming year.

"Your Majesty! Mr. Li! Woo"

Someone in Xiuwenfang ate two dumplings and knelt down toward the west, crying and shouting.

"Get up, are you mourning? Get up quickly, I'm going to beat you!"

There are people next to you who can’t stand it anymore. Just thank you. What are you doing?

"No, I'm not mourning, I'm...hissing and swallowing..."

The man began to sob, so excited.

"I know, I know, drink the soup for making dumplings slowly and in small sips, don't choke."

Someone else helped me sit down and brought me water to cook the dumplings.

The man sobbed for a while and then recovered: "Tomorrow, no, today I will find someone to make paper figures for His Majesty and Dongzhu Li, and then..."

"Do you want to get tired of winning? Don't tie the tablet with paper. You don't understand anything, so just mess around. I'll teach you later."

Others are helpless. Are you going to stab His Majesty and Mr. Li’s paper figures? Ask if anyone dares to prick you? Absolute genocide.

"Okay, I haven't used it before and don't know how to do it. I have money, I build railways, and I make a lot of money."

This man looked around, everyone looked helpless.

When he made a fuss, the people next to me who were wiping their tears before stopped crying. Yes, you should be happy and don't cry.

"Lijiazhuangzi is still small, it would be better to be bigger!"

"It is small and occupies few mountains. The mountains behind it should belong to Lijiazhuangzi."

"Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with us if others are rich. If Boss Li is rich, he will think of us."

"And Your Majesty, Your Majesty trusts Dongzhu Li. I heard that some emperors in the previous dynasty and ministers would deal with them if they had the ability. Your Majesty will not deal with Dongzhu Li now."

"Why don't you say good things to Your Majesty? Dongzhu Li is very powerful. Your Majesty has the Fei Qiu in your hands. If you say to arrest Dongzhu Li, you will arrest him. Your Majesty will not arrest him."

"The Yulin Flying Cavalry was trained by Dongzhu Li, right? They can't do it."

"I want to pray, pray that your majesty will never take action against Dongzhu Li."

"When something really bad happens, I hope Dongzhu Li can run away."

"No, there are absolutely no bad moments."

"Dongzhu Li is a god who created a river from the land, and the river is still flowing."

"Gods can definitely outrun mortals."

"The gods need to run?"

"Eat dumplings, eat dumplings, don't talk nonsense." The dumpling cook shouted loudly.

"Yes, eat dumplings, drink two more sips of dumpling soup, and stay awake all night. It's written in the newspaper that you must stay up late and drink less water."

The people happily ate dumplings again. They spent money. The elderly, children, pregnant women, and the disabled were all free of charge. Others had three meals per person and four meals.

…

Li Yi ate two dumplings and continued to drink. He stopped eating because he felt sleepy after eating too much. It would be good to drink beer and eat dried fruits.

It’s not a good time to have a staple food tonight. A few dumplings are enough.

The children in Zhuangzi went to bed before and did not watch the Spring Festival Gala. Li Yi requested that the Spring Festival Gala be recorded.

The sound of fireworks wakes up the children. Usually at this time, the babies who are still in their infancy cry less.

Babies can feel the emotions of people around them. Let them watch the fireworks again, change their diapers, and feed them milk, and they will sleep peacefully again.

Li Longji stopped his chopsticks, grabbed a handful of spiced watermelon seeds and ate them with beer.

The dance continues, and we need to wait for the fireworks to finish setting off, which lasts for half an hour, and a lot of money is thrown in.

"Is it colder in Taishan?" Li Longji asked Taishan as he watched Li Yi peeling sunflower seeds for his daughter.

Li Yi was stunned for a moment. He was thinking about the meaning of Li Longji's words. Are you talking about your identity? Tarzan? Father-in-law?

But then I think about it, no, you haven’t achieved Zen status yet.

Doesn’t this allusion refer to the son-in-law problem mentioned by Zhang? Historically, when you were granted Zen status, Zhang Shuo became prime minister again, and there were still several more years to go!

Then you...oh! You want to go to Zen, right?

Li Yi thought a lot for a moment: "It's cold this year. Just look at Luoyang and you will know that Mount Tai is further north, although it is closer to the sea. However, the temperature on the mountain is low."

When we are about to leave, we will go to Mount Tai and ask Your Majesty if he wants to be granted Zen status. If you want, we can arrange it.

In terms of hardware and software, we have no problems. We can go wherever we want. It's very simple and safe.

The yacht passed by the sea. After Feng Chan, we took the yacht and walked the Yellow River back to Chang'an.

Wherever you feel like something good on the way, stop the boat at any time to take a look, care about the people, and learn about people's livelihood. "

Li Yi gave Li Longji an idea. If you want to go, you can go and take a walk on the sea. You have never seen the sea, right? Poor!

That sea... is all water.

Li Longji smiled: "Brother Yi, you make arrangements."

"You have to go to the Ministry of Etiquette for this matter, I can't do that."

Li Yi shook his head. It was too cumbersome and too much etiquette.

"Yes, the Ministry of Rites." Li Longji realized that Brother Yi shouldn't worry about trivial matters.

He wanted to be granted the title of Zen, which represents the peace of the country and the people.

He can't solve the problems of people's lives now. There is no problem in peace and stability. Looking around, there is no enemy.

I happened to go for a walk in the sea, my daughter Yuanyuan saw it all, and I could only see the sea through images.

Yi Di played guitar and sang in front of such an image, "The evening breeze gently blows over Penghu Bay, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net White waves chase the beach, there are no coconut trees falling in the setting sun, just a blue sea..."

Where is Penghu Bay? Why does the evening breeze gently blow over it?

"A-choo, ah-choo, ah-choo..." Song Jing, who was watching the show and eating the preserved vegetables in the preserved vegetables braised pork introduced by Zhang Jiuling, suddenly sneezed continuously.

He was in charge of the Ministry of Rites, and etiquette issues were very complicated.

"What's wrong with Guangping?" Bi Gou saw Song Jing sneeze a few times, and his neck was red.

"Nothing, I guess something choked my nose." Song Jing moved his body and felt a little itchy.

"Where is the little girl Qingdai? Help find her."

Bi Gou was worried and said to the little robot that he pushed over.

"Allergic, I know it without asking others, go take a bath, use windproof water, and take antihistamines."

The little robot turned the camera, facing Song Jing, and judged it.

But it still called the little girl, because no one believed it!

A little over three minutes later, the little girl ran over. Song Jing's lips became thicker, his eyelids became thicker, and they drooped down.

"Prime Minister Song, wait a minute, I'll ask someone to push you with a cart. If you walk now, your thighs will rub against each other, which will make it more uncomfortable."

The little girl asked someone to push the stretcher over.

"Master, Prime Minister Song has an allergic reaction. His skin reaction is quite strong now. His breathing is fine. I'm sending him to the hospital."

The little girl called Master again. If it was someone else, she would have done it directly. Song Jing was the prime minister.

"I'll go over right away. It's probably a gastrointestinal problem. I checked it before and there was no allergic factor. It suddenly became like this. What did you eat? You didn't eat well."

Li Yi replied and judged the situation by the way.

He gave all key people a full set of examinations, at least four times a year.

Otherwise, why did everyone treat Li's manor as the court and the harem? It was equivalent to staying in the hospital every day.