Chapter 29 Xu Luo can come up with a good plan
"Ruhui, do you think we can succeed with the strategy proposed by Xu Luo?" Li Shimin asked.

Du Ruhui smiled slightly and said confidently: "With Xu Luo here, I believe everything is possible." After that, the two smiled at each other, quickened their pace, and disappeared into the night.

Du Ruhui finally saw the famous Xu Luo with his own eyes.

Before this, he had always regarded Xu Luo as a charlatan who was cheating people and was half-believing and half-doubting him. Unexpectedly, today, he had the honor of traveling with Li Shimin and unexpectedly ran into this legendary figure.

"Mr. Du, what do you think of Mr. Xu?" Li Shimin suddenly asked, with some anticipation in his eyes.

Du Ruhui smiled slightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He gently stroked his long beard and said, "This Xu Luo is really a wonderful person."

He paused, then continued, "He is young, but very steady. Although he is somewhat playful in his conversation, he always hits the nail on the head."

A hint of approval flashed in his eyes, and he continued, "His seemingly irrelevant words actually conceal his deep thoughts. In my opinion, Xu Luo will become a great man in the future."

After hearing this, Li Shimin's smile became even more intense. You know, Du Ruhui is a smart man with high expectations, and his praise is not given casually.

If the women around him heard these words, they would definitely have envy flashing in their eyes. Xu Luo's charm even made a figure like Du Ruhui impressed.

Cheng Yaojin suddenly felt something was wrong with his stomach. His face flushed and the veins on his neck became prominent. He scratched his hair awkwardly:

"Oh, my stomach is pounding, I really can't help it... If this is impolite, please forgive me, Your Majesty!" When he said this, others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, after all, farting in front of the emperor is disrespectful.

Emperor Li Shimin was quite magnanimous and waved his hand: "People have three urgent needs. This is no big deal!" Before he finished speaking, Changsun Wuji on the side suddenly joined the "symphony" with a loud fart that shook the sky.

Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, and everyone looked at Zhangsun Wuji, who was patting his stomach in annoyance: "This damn turbid air, how dare you embarrass me at this time, you really deserve a beating!"

Seeing Changsun Wuji blaming himself, Cheng Yaojin, Du Ruhui, Li Junxian and others tried to hold back their laughter and laughed secretly. At this time, Cheng Yaojin and Changsun Wuji farted loudly as if they were competing.

Du Ruhui, who was standing by, had already been enduring it with great difficulty, and could hold it back no longer. He was just about to ask the emperor if he could be "released", but without noticing, he heard a series of fart sounds, like firecrackers at night, making the silent night seem particularly "joyful".

At the same time, Changsun Wuji over there saw this scene and couldn't help but widen his eyes. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his nostrils twitched slightly, as if he was trying hard to hold back a smile.

Cheng Yaojin touched his chin with a smug look on his face.

Du Ruhui's face flushed red, and his chest heaved as he tried to hold back his laughter, while Li Junxian pursed his lips calmly, trying to make his smile less obvious.

That night, because of this series of "music", the atmosphere in the palace became unusually relaxed. Although it was a little awkward, it was also full of unexpected jokes.

During the meeting, Li Shimin's face suddenly turned red, and he covered his stomach uncomfortably with one hand, and said in an awkward voice: "Well, well, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable..."

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened, his face puzzled. "Haha, General Cheng, this is a big secret." Li Shimin forced a smile, trying to hide his embarrassment, "It seems that Mr. Xu's words 'sweet potatoes can promote ventilation' are really true."

As they were talking, suddenly a strange sound echoed in the conference room, like thunderclaps from the blue sky. Cheng Yaojin, Changsun Wuji and others looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

Li Shimin took the opportunity to straighten his back, hiding his flushed face in the darkness, coughed, and changed the subject: "Ahem, let's discuss this matter later. Keming, Fuji, after the court meeting tomorrow, you go and handle the diplomatic affairs."

"The Tuli envoys should be treated well and given enough money and food, so that they can return satisfied." He paused and added, "As for Xueyantuo, send some as well to show my care and concern."

Zhang Sun Wuji and the others looked at each other, bowed and said, "As you command!"

The next day, the Tuli envoy was warmly entertained in the Duke of Qi's mansion. As the sun set, the envoy walked out of the mansion with a smile on his face, and his expression seemed to have stained the clouds in the sky with the aroma of wine.

Before night fell, the envoys had already left Chang'an with their carriages loaded with food and money, and drove contentedly towards Mobei.

At the moment the envoy left, Changsun Wuji could not help but steal a glance at Li Shimin. He saw a cunning flash in his eyes, as if he was secretly delighted at having successfully diverted the embarrassment brought by the sweet potatoes.

After receiving Li Shimin's imperial edict, Du Ruhui was busy sending people to deliver letters and money to the Xueyantuo in Mobei to promote friendship between the two countries. He was really busy.

Just after finishing these two things, Li Shimin chatted with Empress Changsun in Lizheng Hall at night.

At this time, Li Junxian rushed in, panting and saying, "Your Majesty, the spies from Hedong Road are back."

When the spy saw Li Shimin, his legs trembled and he stammered, "Your Majesty, the situation in Hedong Road is so miserable. The land is dry and cracked, the crops have failed, and the people are suffering terribly. I'm afraid that people will eat their own children."

When Li Shimin heard this, he felt as if a heavy hammer had hit his heart, and he immediately summoned the six ministers to Ganlu Hall to discuss disaster relief. The meeting lasted until the hour of Chou, and then it was dispersed.

Back in Lizheng Hall, Li Shimin secretly felt lucky that Xu Luo had reminded him earlier, otherwise, if the disaster spread, the Tang Dynasty would surely be in turmoil.

Here, Li Shimin fell asleep with a heavy heart. On the other side, the streets of Chang'an were still bustling and lively. Xu Luo, who had not been seen for many days, set up his stall early in the morning.

Before I could even sit down, Liu Quan from the next stall came over. Liu Quan was a simple and honest man, but he was talkative, and once he opened his mouth, it was like he opened a box of chatterboxes.

Seeing this, Xu Luo couldn't help but smile and responded: "Are you bored? I think you are missing someone!" When Liu Quan heard this, his face turned red immediately, causing the people around him to laugh.

When Liu Quan saw Xu Luo, he swayed towards him with a malicious smile on his face, "Hey, Brother Xu, why haven't I seen you setting up a stall in the past few days?
? Could it be that he has made a fortune and is too disdainful to associate with us vendors? "He said, winking mysteriously.

(End of this chapter)