"Everything is rooted in avenue practice, so is this tea ceremony," Mr. Blue said with a smile.

"I don’t know if Mr. Li can come to my house to have a chat. Li is also a tea lover. After listening to what Mr. Li said today, he is also itching. I hope that Mr. Li will kindly explain this tea ceremony." Tang gaozu’s face is full of smiles and invited him
That gentleman never nodded with a polite smile.
After entering the frenzy mansion, Mr. Li Yuan showed the tea ceremony, which was really natural and harmonious, close to the Tao, which made Li Yuan shout loudly and asked Mr. Li to grant the tea ceremony.
It is also from that day on that Tang Guogong Li Yuan tea never leaves his hand. If a guest comes to visit, he must offer a cup of tea brewed by himself and laugh with satisfaction in the praise of the guests.
Soon after the two exchanged tea ceremony, someone came to report that the lady had been born and was a husband.
Tang gaozu hurriedly let the children come in and watch him grow very healthy. The second son, Tang gaozu, laughed. It is a great honor to be a descendant in this era.
He smiled and said to the gentleman, "Sir, it’s really my lucky star. As soon as I entered the door, I welcomed Kirin."
"Just in time for the meeting," Mr. Blue said with a smile.
"I don’t think Mr. Knowledgeable should give my child a name." It was a whim of Tang gaozu that he felt that this gentleman was distinguished and talked well, and thinking about naming things should not be bad.
Mr. Wang looked at the child in Tang gaozu’s arms and thought for a while, "This twenty-year-old will surely help the world and the people."
"Saving the world and helping the people" Li Yuan muttered that his face first showed joy and soon became serious, and then there was a cold murder of generate.
However, his face changed very quickly, and in a short time, he returned to normal. He smiled and said to his husband, "Help the world and the people. In that case, this child is called Li Shimin."
After that, he saluted Mr. Blue with a gentle smile on his face. "It’s not easy to give birth. I’ll go and visit Mr. Wang and wait a while."
Tang gaozu walked to the patio with his child in his arms. When he left the lobby, his face was gentle and gradually disappeared. Instead, he was cold and murdered. He called a pro-guard aside and gently charged him a few words in his ear, then he walked to the patio without looking back.
Pro-guard looked at Tang gaozu and gently waved his hand. Suddenly, a group of soldiers surrounded the lobby and saw them with cold light shining on their faces. The target was obviously Mr. Blue in the lobby.
However, this gentleman seems to have never seen this scene, and he is still leisurely in his hands. It is as if he is in a white cloud with his own leisure, which never forces the pro-health to admire him.
Chapter two hundred Changan
The pro-guard leader apologized to Mr. Wang and said, "Mr. Wang offended you and shouldn’t have said what you just said."
"It seems that now Tang Guogong was frightened by these words." Mr. Blue slowly shook his head in Chinese tea and laughed.
Soon after, Li Yuan and others in the back hall came to talk about the pro-health. At this time, Li Yuan was holding his own child and teasing his face with a kind smile. It was difficult to connect it with the former murderer.
"How to deal with clean? It’s a pity that he is a talent. "Tang gaozu sighed slightly. After all, he still has a good impression on this gentleman, but he can choose to shut him up forever because of his own safety. It’s strange that he said he shouldn’t talk.
At this time, he looked up and found that the pro-guard’s face was not quite right. He asked doubtfully, "Why can’t you even deal with a hand-tied reader?" Or what did this gentleman say before he died? Don’t take it to heart. After all, people don’t care what they say when they die. "
"Report to my master, the gentleman looked as usual and laughed with us, but when we were about to start work, he suddenly disappeared, right under our noses." Pro-Wei said that his face was still frightened. After all, a big living person disappeared in front of the public.
"Disappeared!" At this moment, Tang gaozu couldn’t sit still any longer. He rose from his chair and cried with fear in his arms, Li Shimin.
At this time, he couldn’t keep his manners any longer, and there was a fear in his heart. He was afraid that the blue gentleman would retaliate against himself. For the next few days, he was afraid that the elusive gentleman would appear in front of him, but in the later years, he never saw this gentleman again, as if he had never been to this world.
Tang gaozu gradually woke up from his memory, and at this moment he was depressed like an ordinary old man.
He slowly sat in the chair with his head down, and he was a little old. His hands clutched his gray hair tightly and he muttered to himself, "Sir, is this your retribution for me? It’s really cruel."
At this moment, he seems to have figured it out. This is the fairy’s punishment for him. He is old and his heart is not as hard as when he was young. He hopes that the family can live in harmony and let him enjoy family happiness. However, Xuanwu Gate has not dried his blood, which has completely shattered his dream. He will spend the rest of his life in pain.
At the same time, while walking on Chang ‘an Avenue, Liu Yu couldn’t help sneezing. He rubbed his nose so that he could hear the sound himself. He said to himself, "I don’t want to recite this pot, but you balanced it yourself. Now it’s my fault. I’m really wronged."
He was holding a fire crystal persimmon in his hand, and he stuck it in the straw, trying to suck the sweet juice from it into his stomach, making him feel happy all over.
Liu Yu squinted in the autumn sunshine and smiled contentedly. How can Tang Yuan’s family ruin this fire crystal persimmon? He thought in his heart.
Chang’ an is a bustling Xuanwu gate, and the blood has long been forgotten by everyone. That is a royal matter. What do they have to do with these flat-headed people? The emperor can be diligent and love the people. Who is the emperor is actually the same in the eyes of ordinary people.
At this time, it is almost late autumn, and the people are preparing for the annual winter.
Jinshan Temple is a famous temple in Chang ‘an. It has been through war for a long time, but it has not been damaged. On the contrary, incense is more vigorous. Nowadays, there are many monks in the temple who go to the temple to worship incense every day. The people are in an endless stream. Even some dignitaries in Liancheng go to Jinshan Temple to worship incense.
As the saying goes, people rely on Jinshan Temple to live when they are close to Jinshan Temple. They set up vendors in Jinshan Temple mainly to worship fragrant guests. Of course, some nearby people have sold their leftovers for a long time. It has become a city, and people are buzzing every day.
When the autumn sun is approaching the top of the head, it is the busiest time in the city. Selling is mixed with bargaining, and it is a secular picture.
A young monk with red lips and white teeth is curiously looking at everything in the city. For him, the fireworks here are completely different from those in the temple, which makes the young monk quite interesting.
Just then, a stall caught his attention. It was a fish stall, and the fish that had already been hung was placed in the fish basket for everyone to watch.
The peddler is a middle-aged man with a beard and a square face tanned by the sun. His hands are very rough due to long-term labor, and the thick calluses stand out on the palm of his hand.
"It’s not that I said that this Fiona Fang thyme is the best for you to inquire about it." Wang Hu is trying to introduce the fish in his fish basket to a pedestrian, which is all money.
"Uncle, can I see your fish?" A crisp sound attracted Wang Hu’s attention and turned his head to see the little monk with red lips and white teeth.
"Where are you from? You can’t be a monk in superfine product." Wang Hu was very fond of this cute little monk and said with a smile.
"Master said that the family should be merciful. I saw that the fish in your fish basket is very pitiful. Can you sell it to me and I will release it?" The young monk looked naive.
"It’s rare for superfine product to have compassion, and I don’t want much of this fish. I called from Jinghe today and sold you ten pence. You see," Wang Hu said with a smile, for him, whether the fish was eaten or released, he didn’t care at all if he could sell the money.
The young monk took out a small cloth bag from his robe, which was his money, and he accumulated it bit by bit over the years, and found that there were nine coppers.
"Uncle, I have nine here." The young monk asked uneasily if he could buy this fish for nine pence.
"Forget it, it’s nine articles. If I lose a penny, I’ll give it to Jinshan Temple." Wang Hu took the young monk’s nine coppers and weighed them with a smile.
"Here is the fish you want." He grabbed the fish in the fish basket and handed it to the young monk.
Chapter two hundred and one Many
This is a red carp, which looks very beautiful, especially those eyes are very clever. It is no wonder that Wang Hu boasts that his appearance is really excellent.
The young monk carefully held the fish in his arms and ran to the river with his calf.
When I got to the river and released the fish in my arms, I slowly breathed a sigh of relief. I slowly folded my mouth and said, "Amitabha is kind and kind."
When the carp fell into the water, it suddenly caused a ripple, leaking its head outside and nodded at the young monk and disappeared.
The young monk looked at the carp leaving him, touched his shriveled pocket and sighed slightly. He was going to buy a fire persimmon and taste the red persimmon, which looked very sweet. He had wanted to eat it for a long time.
"Is it a little regretful?" A gentle voice rang in his ear.