The beautiful woman felt that it was a bit whimsical to ask Changsun Wuji to compile the history of the Tang Dynasty. After all, he was a veteran of two dynasties and the first of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion. How could he leave the good government affairs alone to compile books.

"Auntie, there's a saying that says that if I am sent down from heaven between heaven and earth, there should always be a story for future generations to read."

"The book also says that when people pass by, they leave their names, and when geese pass by, they leave their voices. Who doesn't want to leave his name in history? Prime Minister Changsun Wuji already has everything he wants, except for this. If the other party is responsible now,

He will never shirk it."

"Besides, he is the most suitable person to compile the history of the Tang Dynasty. If the time comes to use some tricks, such as Emperor Taizong's dream or something, even if Prime Minister Changsun Wuji has all kinds of reasons and excuses, he will still be no better than Emperor Taizong."

"Yanran, remember you can't tell anyone what you want to say today. I will go to your father to discuss it right away."

After Li Yanran finished speaking, the beautiful woman carefully patted the dirt off her body and was about to leave.

"Ah... Grandma, let me give you another apricot to eat on the way."

Li Yanran took out the last yellow apricot from her pocket and handed it to the other party's hand.

"good."

The beautiful woman glanced at the yellow apricot in her hand, took it and walked out.

"Aniang, don't forget Yanran and come see me as soon as possible. I don't want to not see Aniang for another 192 days."

Hearing Li Yanran's words, the beautiful woman also paused, and then continued to walk out.

"Be careful, Miss. No one is allowed in or out during this period, but anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy."

Leaving behind a murderous word, the beautiful woman then directly stepped onto the carriage and walked towards the distance.

"Lao Li, my apricots have been eaten by grandma, so bring me some more plums."

"Miss, shouldn't we get the apricots if they are gone?"

"Old Li, you are hopeless!"

Just when the girl was worried about the IQ of her humerus minister, a carriage was quietly driving towards the palace, and its target was the Tai Chi Palace, the center of power of the Tang Empire.

The beautiful woman stepped out of the carriage and asked the waiter beside her as she walked inside:

"Where is your Majesty now?"

"Back to the Queen, Your Majesty is resting in the Zichen Palace."

This beautiful woman is Li Yanran's grandma, and she is none other than the current empress, the only empress in Chinese history, Wu Zhao Wu Zetian.

After changing her clothes, Wu Zetian walked into the Zichen Palace, looked at Tang Gaozong Li Zhi who was sitting there, and said: "Your Majesty."

"Meiniang is here, come quickly and sit over."

Li Zhi raised his head with a smile on his face and patted his side.

"You all go down."

Wu Zetian waved his hand, and all the maids and chambermaids around him retired.

When Li Zhi saw this situation, he immediately straightened his expression and said, "What's wrong?"

Whenever the other party behaves like this, it means there is something big to talk about.

"Your Majesty's worries are over!"

After Wu Zetian finished speaking, she smiled brightly.

Li Zhi had a smile on his face, touched her hand with his hand and said: "Mei Niang is the smartest, so I have a good idea. Tell me quickly. You also know that my uncle is in charge of the court, and I can't express my ambition."

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Just as Li Yanran and Wu Zetian analyzed, children have their own ideas when they grow up, so how can they let others make the decision in everything, let alone Li Zhi, the king of a country.

After going through a series of events, Li Zhi increasingly felt threatened by Changsun Wuji. All major affairs in the court depended on Changsun Wuji. If this continues, where will he, the emperor, be?

"Your Majesty, the Tang Dynasty obeyed the destiny and overthrew the violent followers. Emperor Gaozu and Emperor Taizong were the wise kings of the ages. The civil and military nobles also made great contributions to the Tang Dynasty. For the sake of your Majesty's filial piety and to record the achievements of the officials, why not ask someone to compile it? History of the Tang Dynasty!”

"Meiniang, what does the compilation of Tang history have to do with Changsun Wuji?" Li Zhi asked.

"Who does Your Majesty think is the most knowledgeable about the Tang Dynasty?"

"Of course it is Sun Wuji, the prime minister of the current dynasty. He is an old man from two dynasties, and he is the first of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion?" Li Zhi glanced at Wu Zetian and couldn't help but be a little confused, how could he talk about this so calmly? Already.

"In this case, why doesn't your majesty ask Prime Minister Changsun Wuji to compile a history of the Tang Dynasty? Firstly, it is full filial piety, paying tribute to Emperor Taizong, and secondly, the love between the emperor and his ministers shows that your majesty remembers the merits of the ministers! Thirdly, the prime minister is getting old after all. The important things in the court are too tiring, so it would be better to find some light work to recuperate your body, what do you think?"

Wu Zetian directly told the method she heard from Li Yanran.

"Compiling the history of the Tang Dynasty, Mei Niang, you are really smart, but will the Prime Minister really agree to go?"

When Li Zhi heard the idea of ​​putting Chang Sun Wuji in charge of compiling the history of the Tang Dynasty, he couldn't help but applaud.

Although it is said that Sun Wuji, the editor-in-chief of Tang Dynasty History, is indeed the most suitable candidate, will the other party really give in so obediently?

That's an old fox!

"Your Majesty, what do you think people do in life? They are just seeking power, wealth, fame and power. His eldest grandson Wuji has already surpassed ten thousand people, and his power and reputation have reached the peak. If he seeks for more, his eldest grandson Wuji will have no more power than others. Do you want to rebel?

As for money, those who have power are afraid of not having it. Those who want to curry favor with Lord Changsun can be arranged to go to Lingnan. Then there is only the last way to ask for fame!

As a person lives for a lifetime, the grass and trees fall, and the eldest grandson must also want to leave his name through the ages, so his eldest grandson Wuji will definitely accept it happily by compiling the history of the Tang Dynasty and leaving his name behind!"

"Besides, if he doesn't want to go, just move the late emperor out and say that the late emperor asked him to compile the history of the Tang Dynasty in a dream.

Even if Changsun Wuji can shirk everything, he can't shirk the late emperor's support and support for him. He has compiled the history of the Tang Dynasty!"

Wu Zetian's words were loud and clear, and her face was covered with frost at the end. The coldness swept across the shop floor, as if she saw her enemy being forced to stay away from the court.

Li Zhi looked at Wu Zetian with a little surprise. He saw the shadow of his mother in Wu Zetian, no, even more so.

"Mei Niang has behaved inappropriately, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Feeling Li Zhi's gaze, Wu Zetian quickly confessed to Li Zhi.

"It's okay, it's just as it should be. My father used to have an affair with me, and I have a beautiful lady who can conquer it. I will mention this matter to the ministers at court tomorrow and see how my uncle will deal with it."

Li Zhi held Wu Zetian's hand and pulled her into his arms.

On the second day in the court hall, Zhongshu ordered Li Yifu to submit a request to compile the history of the Tang Dynasty. Li Zhi readily agreed and mentioned the many requests from Emperor Taizong in his dreams, asking the ministers to recommend capable people.

Xu Jingzong, the minister of Zhongshu, recommended himself to be the editor, but the ministers opposed it. This important matter must be done by Prime Minister Changsun Wuji.

Li Zhi readily agreed. Although Changsun Wuji had doubts, the ministers recommended him and the emperor's order was given, so he accepted the matter without any objection.

"Mei Niang, it's successful. Just as we thought, Changsun Wuji really took over the task of compiling the history of the Tang Dynasty. What should we do next?"

Li Zhi couldn't restrain his inner joy!

He had no idea that Changsun Wuji would agree to compile the history of the Tang Dynasty so easily, and all the painful scenes he had carefully prepared were not used.

"Your Majesty, we can't take any action now. We have to see if Changsun Wuji is really going to do this, or if he is pretending to compile the history of the Tang Dynasty and actually paralyzing us."

Wu Zetian shook his head. What they have to do now is to work step by step without revealing any flaws.

Changsun Wuji was the number one hero who followed Emperor Taizong in his struggle for world supremacy. He was also a veteran who spanned two dynasties. He was also the Prime Minister Gu Ming who supported Li Zhi to ascend to the throne. No one dares to look down on such an old fox.

Moreover, this matter was possible thanks to Yanran. What to do next, I have to listen to my daughter’s advice.

"Well, I know, then we will wait and see what happens and see what my good uncle has in mind."

The excitement on Li Zhi's face disappeared instantly, replaced by solemnity,

It is not a good thing for the monarch and his ministers to fight, and Changsun Wuji is still an auxiliary minister left by his father. When he is the prime minister, the most important thing is that they are uncles and nephews.

"Crunch."

"Crunch."

Li Yanran was sitting on the swing between two peach trees and flying high, as if she could fly out of the compound in the next second and see the outside world.

Even if she can't fly out, she can still get a glimpse of a different scenery. Ever since she traveled through time, she has been locked up in this courtyard, which makes people go crazy.

Although they have no worries about food and clothing, and there are still staff to serve them, but if you look at other people who have traveled through the country, they are either becoming literary saints, poets, immortals, or proclaiming themselves emperors. When they come here, they become like frogs in wells and birds in cages, unable to get out through the door.

You have to worry about your life being in danger at any time.

"Alas! I don't know if grandma has told cheap daddy what she said. Even if she did, I don't know how much cheap daddy would believe it."

Li Yanran glanced at her small body and couldn't help but sigh.

It is difficult to be a human being, and it is even more difficult to be a child. It is even more difficult to be a child who is worried about his family and wants to save the life of a dog.

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of the courtyard, and Wu Zetian came to her daughter's small courtyard again.

"Lao Li, when will grandma come this time? Do you want to wait another year and a half?"

"Old Li, can you compose poetry? Do you want to become a poet and a saint? As long as you say a word, I can satisfy you."

"Li Hulu, please speak."
Chapter completed!