Chapter 71: Avoiding Criticisms
When Changsun Wuji, who was standing by, heard this, his expression changed slightly.

At this point, if there was a narrator, he would definitely say something like this: "This Second Emperor Li is very good at governing the country, but in private he also likes to make some harmless jokes. Just one sentence made Zhang Sun Wuji blush and not know what to do. Zhang Sun Wuji, who was originally a talented and romantic man, was asked this question by the emperor. The embarrassment and surprise in his heart are self-evident."

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, Li Shimin smiled and said, "But speaking of which, Fu Ji, you'd better hurry up with Mr. Han's sweet potato matter. As for your personal affairs, haha, it's better to solve them in time to avoid giving people a chance to talk about it."

In Ganlu Palace, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but blush when facing the teasing of His Majesty Li Er. His Majesty Li Er looked cunning and said jokingly: "Fuji, today it's just you and me here, why don't you open your heart? I'm very curious, which beauty can make you owe such a debt of love."

Changsun Wuji lowered his head shyly. If Du Ruhui and the others saw him, they would definitely laugh their heads off. This old fox has always been shrewd. How could they have ever caught him? But now, in this Ganlu Palace, his face was as red as a peach blossom.

Seeing this, Emperor Li II became even more interested and kept asking questions.

Zhang Sun Wuji had no choice but to sigh and slowly said, "Your Majesty, this story started thirteen years ago. At that time, the Tang Dynasty had not yet been established, and this old minister had just arrived at your Majesty's residence."

Upon hearing this, His Majesty Li II raised his eyebrows, walked to the table and sat down, looking like he was ready to listen to the story.

Changsun Wuji didn't want to mention this past event, hoping it would be buried deep in his memory forever. However, things are unpredictable, and many times, people are helpless.

At this moment, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but think of that funny story: thirteen years ago, when he first came to His Majesty's residence, he had an interesting experience with a woman with eyes like autumn water and lips like roses. The woman had skin like jade, a long neck, a slender waist, and a charming smile. At that time, he was young and frivolous, and was almost bewitched by this beauty. Thinking about it now, it still makes people laugh.

However, how could he have the nerve to mention this past event in front of His Majesty Li Er? He could only continue to immerse himself in his memories with a bitter smile on his face.

The past of Changsun Wuji when he was young is still a joke now. At that time, he was full of enthusiasm and was ready to join Li Yuan and Li Shimin in their anti-Sui cause. On a hazy night, he was full of thoughts and stepped into the door of the brothel involuntarily.

He originally just wanted to drown his sorrows in wine, but the brothel's madam arranged a new girl for him. This girl, with her eyebrows and eyes like a painting and her lips like cherry blossoms, looked like she had never seen the world. The two of them were silent, and only the sound of the wine glasses clinking echoed in the silent night. Whenever the glass was empty, the girl would quickly fill it up for him, her movements gentle, as if she was afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the night.

It was late at night, and Changsun Wuji was drunk and unconscious. He wanted to get up and leave, but as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy and fell to the ground. That night, he was blank.

When he woke up the next day, he saw the girl's soft body, her skin as white as jade and her collarbone as delicate as jade. Changsun Wuji was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and realized the absurdity of the previous night. He felt guilty. As a scholar, he always felt that he should be responsible for this young woman. So, before leaving, he made a promise that he would marry her when everything was settled.

However, things are unpredictable, and that promise eventually became empty talk. When talking about this past event, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but sigh, the girl's figure seemed to be still in front of him, but it was a pity that time could not be reversed, and what was missed was missed after all.

Zhangsun Wuji sighed, his expression somewhat bitter, "Thinking back then, I was young and frivolous, following Your Majesty in the battles of war. At that time, the Supreme Emperor raised an army, and I was fully focused on state affairs. As a result, I forgot about that relationship so much." He shook his head, as if he still remembered some absurd things back then, and couldn't help but smile slightly, "Thirteen years have passed in the blink of an eye. Who would have thought that she had been waiting for me all this time, in a brothel, but she didn't get involved with me at all. Those men couldn't even touch the corner of her clothes, all because of a rash promise I made back then."

Speaking of this, Changsun Wuji's face couldn't help but twist a little. Now he has a wife and children, but she is still alone. If it weren't for the famine, she would have been stranded here, and I happened to see her. I'm afraid we would have missed each other in this life.

After hearing this, Li Shimin's smile gradually faded, and he put on a serious expression, "Fuji, what are you going to do? Are you going to give her some money so that she can live out the rest of her life in peace, or do you have other plans?"

"Your Majesty," Changsun Wuji replied, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "I wanted to give her some money so that she could live a worry-free life, but she refused. She also said that she did all this willingly and didn't want to cause me any trouble. She said that tomorrow morning, we will go our separate ways and never see each other again."

As Changsun Wuji spoke, his eyes involuntarily moved to the woman. Her eyes were rolling and her lips were slightly parted, as if she was full of endless temptation, making people unable to resist. Her neck was slender and her skin was white as snow. Even at this time of desolation, her figure still exuded an irresistible charm.

Although Zhangsun Wuji was a scholar, he could not escape the word love. He looked at the woman's back, his heart was full of contradictions, and he finally sighed and said nothing more.

Changsun Wuji felt so bitter that he could boil a pot of bitter medicine. Thinking about that woman, she had been with him for thirteen years. This persistence and deep love were more precious than the thousand-year-old ginseng. But who would have thought that when she heard that Changsun Wuji already had a wife, she actually decided to break off the relationship. This was not an ordinary blow.

The woman had no regrets, but Changsun Wuji felt as if his heart was broken by a knife, which was more painful than being stung by a bee. His Majesty Li II looked at this unlucky guy and was puzzled in his heart. Although he was the emperor, he was also confused about this kind of family affairs.

"Alas, auxiliary engine, this matter is indeed very tricky." His Majesty Li Er frowned, rolled his eyes, and gave a suggestion, "Go back and think about it carefully, and solve it yourself!"

Zhang Sun Wuji nodded hurriedly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

His Majesty Li II waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, it's getting late, you should go back and rest early."

On the other side, Xu Luo was at home, frowning at the divination he had read. He thought it was not a good idea to go out today to avoid getting into trouble. His sister Han Xier, with her big watery eyes full of confusion, muttered, "Brother, why don't you go to the city to set up a stall today?"

Xu Luo shook his head, looking helpless: "I want to go too, but the hexagram shows that there will be trouble today, so I'd better stay out of the limelight."

(End of this chapter)