After Li Shi Min returned to the Imperial Palace, he immediately went to the Administrative Hall.
Lin Feng was joking with him, but he was serious.
A monarch was not joking. This was no joke.
Moreover, Li Shi Min had his own plans.
Lin Feng's character was lazy and he didn't care about what he said.
If this kid really went to court, he might cause some trouble.
In addition, after considering that Lin Feng's brain was like a treasure vault, he could not help but feel a little nervous.
Sometimes, a sentence that he casually said would be a huge credit to others.
Li Shi Min was worried that he would not be able to find anything to reward him in the future.
It is a great taboo for a minister to have merit and not be rewarded by the monarch.
And if the minister's contribution was high, then the master would be overshadowed. This was also a big taboo.
In for a penny, in for a pound.
Wouldn't it make sense if he gave this guy less rewards if he made him a family?
"The bright moon in front of my bed is like frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon and lower my head to think of my hometown!”
"People say that the setting sun is the end of the world. I hate that the green mountains are blocked by the evening clouds.”
"Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family more every festival. From afar, I know where my brothers are climbing, and I can only insert one person in the whole place.”
...
When Li Shi Min arrived at the entrance of the Hall of Political Affairs, he found that the hall was filled with the sound of reading.
And the person leading them was Zhangsun Wugou.
As he listened to the poems, he frowned deeply.
It wasn't that he thought these poems were bad.
Instead, he felt that these poems were too good!
His words were filled with longing for his hometown and his old friends.
But the problem was, such an exquisite poem.
He had never heard of it.
Logically speaking, such an exquisite poem would probably be sought after by many people!
Why was he always unknown?
"Could it be a poem written by the Guanyin maid? But why were they all homesick?”
With this question in mind, Li Shi Min walked into the Hall of Political Affairs.
When he entered, he saw that most of his children were gathered in the hall.
"Imperial Father is here! Father…"
"Your son greets Imperial Father!"
"Imperial Father…"
As soon as Li Shi Min entered, the princes and princesses surrounded him.
At this time, the Great Tang was in a state of turmoil, and Li Shimin was completely focused on the government.
In the past two years, he had not spent much time with his children.
A rare smile appeared on his face when he saw a large group of heirs.
"Alright, that's all for today. When you go back, remember to copy down all the poems you learned today!”
Zhangsun Wugou looked at Li Shimin, who was surrounded by children. She didn't rush over to disturb him.
After he played with the children for a while, he asked the princes and princesses to leave temporarily.
"Changle, Yuzhang, you two stay here. The rest of you can go back first!”
Li Shi Min looked at his two daughters, who were slightly older than him, and gave them a meaningful look before waving the others away.
The two twelve or thirteen year old lolis opened their eyes wide and looked at Li Shiming curiously.
At this moment, they had no idea what kind of choice they were going to face.
"Second brother, what are you doing?"
Zhangsun Wugou looked at his two daughters who were left behind.
She looked at Li Shi Min with some doubt.
As intelligent as she was, she quickly thought of something, but she was a little uncertain.
"Haha, let's not talk about this for now. Guanyin Maid, I'm very curious. Whose poems were you reading with the children just now? Why have I never heard such exquisite words?”
After letting his two daughters play by themselves, Li Shimin pulled Zhangsun Wugou's hand and walked to the side.
What he was curious about now was the origin of Zhangsun Wugou's poem.
"Your Majesty, don't you know?"
Zhangsun Wugou smiled when he heard Li Shiming's question.
He took out a yellowed piece of paper from behind him.
When Li Shiming saw the crumpled paper in Zhangsun Wugou's hand, his eyes suddenly became a little surprised.
"Isn't this the paper that kid used to wrap tea leaves? Could it be that these poems were written by some kid?”
Zhangsun Wugou only nodded lightly in response to Li Shiming's question.
"Heh, this little brat, while saying that poetry is useless, he also created such a world-shocking masterpiece! You're really good at pretending."
From Li Shimin's point of view, the imperial examination system that Lin Feng proposed should not only test on things like poetry.
Naturally, he was not interested in things like poetry.
In fact, Li Shimin had once thought that Lin Feng's talent in poetry wasn't that great.
In the end, when he turned around, he came up with such a stunning poem.
If this wasn't posturing, then what was?
"Haha, it seems that our understanding of Lil Feng is still not enough!”
Zhangsun Wugou looked at Li Shiming's envious expression and only smiled. He didn't tease him.
Li Shi Min looked at the crooked handwriting on the yellowed paper and couldn't help but show a trace of excitement.
"However, this guy's handwriting is really ugly! She finally found something wrong with him! Such an exquisite poem was actually written in such an ugly font. Sigh, this was simply a sin! Moreover, this bastard actually brought tea leaves. It's a waste of natural resources..."
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