"Duke of England, Your Majesty summoned."

Li Ji was stunned for a moment, and Li Jingye quickly stuffed the semi-finished belt into his arms.

Li Ji grabbed it, Li Jingye looked up and said seriously: "Aweng, you are not as strong as me, I am afraid of hurting you!"

Li Ji slapped him, then snatched his belt, and scolded: "Get out!"

"Ahon's temperament is getting weirder."

Li Jingye muttered: "Ahon, it's embarrassing to spread."

After Li Ji left, he untied his low-key but luxurious belt and replaced it with this semi-finished, ugly belt.

He coughed dryly and left the duty room.

The official bowed and then looked at the belt and was stunned.

Li Ji looked cold and said, "I'm sure you."

The official thought he said he was paying for the room, so he lowered his head and responded, "Yes."

After leaving the Secretariat, the prime ministers will reconcile.

Li Yifu had just been promoted to the Secretariat of the Central Secretariat, but when he saw Li Ji's belt, he wandered around his mind.

Intentional?

No, Li Ji is steady and will not deliberately wear such a belt to show his ugly appearance.

Then his belt was broken and he couldn't find a replacement for a while, so he made this ugly thing.

So he smiled slightly.

Everyone came to the same conclusion and went silent.

Li Ji walked ahead.

Hey!

Everyone was surprised.

In the past, Li Ji liked to walk behind the scenes the most. What's wrong with this today?

"Duke of England, you are..."

Lai Ji asked.

Li Ji lowered his head.

Everyone bowed their heads.

There is nothing there!

The eunuchs leading the way turned around and found that the prime ministers looked down at the ground, thinking to themselves if someone's jade pendant had fallen?

Li Ji coughed dryly.

No response.

He stroked his beard and smiled, "The evil beasts at home are not doing their jobs. Knowing that my husband's birthday is approaching, he actually went to find craftsmen to learn skills and built this belt with his own hands... Look, it's ugly!"

Everyone is a human spirit. It would be fine if Li Ji came out with an ugly belt. He then walked in front and looked down at the belt... No one is a fool, but he knew that there were some problems with the belt.

But no one expected that this was the problem.

acid!

Li Ji felt that he was outside the jealous jar, and his whole body was light.

Later, Li Zhi discovered that the expressions of the ministers were incorrect.

But he didn't care about this at this moment.

"The alchemist in India is sleeping in the Saha world."

Changsun Wuji looked up, "Your Majesty, this Saba Si was brought back to Chang'an by Wang Xuance, and he was full of the way to immortality. Later, the former emperor asked him to seek medicine and stones everywhere to get the medicine for immortality... But he returned in the end without any success and could not make medicine. Today he came again, and the old minister thought he was afraid of seeking wealth."

My uncle's vision is still quite sharp, but what...

Li Zhi nodded and smiled, "Since ancient times, there have been gods? Qin Emperor and Han Wu have been working hard, and they have been exhausted and harmed the people, and they have never achieved anything. As a result, there are all immortals, and now they are all here? Absurd!"

"Summon the Grand Historian!"

Li Chunfeng came and laughed as soon as he heard this, "As Your Majesty said, the affairs of gods are illusory, just a sentence that there are immortal people, and now they are all here, revealing the truth or falsehood of this matter."

The emperor was extremely sober, which was good news for the Tang Dynasty.

The ministers praised the saints.

Li Chunfeng went out and saw Sahawa outside the palace gate.

The world of Saha has gray hair and a sharp change in appearance.

"I've seen the Grand Historian."

His voice was very calm, neither anxious nor impatient. His eyes seemed to have magic, which made people want to take a closer look and explore the mystery.

Li Chunfeng stopped and felt that the man was not tactful, "Since he has returned, why did he return?"

"I have found the way to immortality."

Saha world smiled, but with some mystery.

Li Chunfeng laughed, "What is the way to immortality? I will ask you, if there is a way to immortality, why would you age?"

“This is just reincarnation.”

Sleeping in Saha, he slowly turned around and walked.

"There are gods living on the top of the mountain. When I give lectures every day, the sky is full of flowers. Then a strange beast offers fairy drinks and fresh fruits. I just took a look at the foot of the mountain and shivered all over..."

He stood outside the gate of the imperial city and his voice suddenly became loud.

"I want to go to the sacred mountain!"

The most powerful person in this world is not the emperor, but the powerful.

In the afternoon of that day, some powerful people invited him to visit when Sabaya was slept.

...

"Husband...I'm going to die."

Wei Wushuang has a very strong fever.

"I can't die!"

Jia Ping'an made ginger soup for her to drink, and then got alcohol.

"Husband..."

Jia Ping'an is taking off her clothes.

Wei Wushuang's face turned red like an apple.

"Husband cannot!" Wei Wushuang felt that he had no resistance.

"It's a problem for women!" Jia Ping'an diluted the alcohol, then dipped it in a hand towel and wiped it on Wei Wushuang.

forehead, armpits...

"Husband..."

There were tears in Wei Wushuang's eyes.

There is a maid at home like this, but Jia Ping'an did it himself...

"Don't move around."

Jia Ping'an looked at her face while wiping, "I asked if you can calm down, you can't even see your face."

He muttered and got up, raised Wei Wushuang's right hand and wiped his armpits.

Wei Wushuang hooked his neck suddenly, and Jia Ping'an caught him off guard and leaned against her face.

"Husband."

"What's the matter?"

Wei Wushuang has never been so satisfied.

Such a husband is a good man.

"Even if I die at this moment, I will have no regrets."

Jia Ping'an slapped her in the face, "Bravely."

Later, Wei Wushuang's body temperature dropped and she fell asleep.

Jia Ping'an left the bedroom, and Su He and his two children were waiting, looking anxious.

In this era, high fever is almost a terminal illness, so you have to take your luck.

"Nothing happens, tomorrow will be fine."

Wei Wushuang was greedy for coldness and didn't cover her with a quilt at night, but she was caught.

“Aye.”

Jia Yu looked up, and his helpless eyes made Jia Ping'an feel ache in his heart and he picked him up.

"Your mother is very good, and tomorrow will definitely be fine."

"Aye, I miss my mother."

"Um!"
To be continued...