Livestream Spoilers Leave Taizong No Way to Escape

Looking at the current plot, I have a feeling that after the emperor's family in the feudal dynasty, the sky suddenly opened up, predicting the development of future generations. After hearing it, he said who will be the next emperor. He did a very good job, and then all the brothers, including the prince, just defaulted to him as the next emperor. It's not that the royal family can't appear, but the relationship is harmonious, but that is the throne, and Tianmu, as a strange existence, may believe it, but it won't be completely believed, at least there will be a little doubt. The feeling now is that I believe in Tianmu too much, and I have accepted the matter of the protagonist becoming a servant emperor too well. One of them is some transitions in my heart, such as questioning, understanding, and acceptance. There is no transition in the middle, and then it feels very dull. Ordinary people would chop off the heads of brothers fighting for family property, but the emperor said that although some princes may not have any ideas about the throne, as people who grew up in that environment, the most basic political literacy, as well as thoughts and ideas, really

The third child: Woohoo, I found my ideal job, and my boss even recognized me [dog head]

Based on what Xiaoliu said earlier, I always feel that he also studied medicine before he time traveled. If he time traveled after death, he might have something to do with the medical trouble.

This writing style and writing method are really good, but I guess it's a good thing that Liang Jun and his ministers are quite, um, abstract? Otherwise, I always feel that our protagonist has to finish the game, although now it is also a completion in another sense. After all, Xiaoliu really doesn't want to work hard, but he is pressured by his father to learn.

It's a second creation and can be eaten. "Strange Wutong" The hazy heavy rain covered a pair of red phoenix eyes with a veil. Princess Pingyang stood in front of the window leaning on the fluttering curtain. The interior decoration gradually became gray and decayed. She turned around, changed from a bright girl to an old woman, and finally turned into debris and disappeared. "Mother, I will never hide such a big thing from you! I am the princess of Daliang. I am more than just your daughter. I can't just watch you make mistakes every step of the way!" The childish girl's voice was so firm. She stubbornly glanced at the person in front of her, then turned and walked out. A heavy wooden board hit her head, with a look of shock on her face. She desperately tried to turn her head to see who it was, but another hit hit her. She fell to the ground and fainted. A pill was fed into her mouth and she swallowed it forcefully. When she woke up again, the world was dim, familiar dark corners, and there was a dull pain in her forehead and head. She couldn't help hugging herself tightly, and moved little by little to the window where there was still a glimmer of light, where there should be a green paulownia tree. "Did I forget something very important? Why do I have no memory at all." What happened? She raised her hand and pushed the window open with difficulty. She hugged her knees and huddled by the window tremblingly. Suddenly, she had a premonition that she would never remember it again. "I hate the dark in Pingyang, I chase the sun on weekdays, I don't like rain, I like the phoenix trees." - "History of Liang" In the transition, the sky was clear and the boy with a bit of baby fat was sitting on the steps with his face in his hands. The originally silent environment was suddenly interrupted by obviously muffled voices. He patted the ashes on his body and stood up. He gathered his strength and rushed towards the emperor who was teasing him with the ministers. Caught off guard, the emperor also had his own way of dealing with it. He pulled a minister out to block him. He looked at the squinting child and laughed loudly, "Xiao Liu, you are still too slow to react." The emperor stepped forward and pinched his cheek unscrupulously. He secretly showed his teeth and saw the opportunity to bite him. The emperor still had no reaction, and even said to the ministers around him, "Children like this, just like stupid people." He started to pluck his hair. No matter how hard he tried, the emperor seemed to have nothing to do. On the contrary, he gave up and took back his teeth unwillingly. "Call me Father, Xiao Liu, and I will take you to see the phoenix trees blossom tomorrow, okay?" The emperor knelt down and rubbed the child's head, with a smile in his eyes and an expression as warm as the warm light of the morning. The child raised his face and challenged the hand rubbing his head. After a while, he said, "Father, I want to see the most beautiful one." "Okay, it must be the most beautiful one."

Xiaoliu will become a light curtain and see hundreds of steps with one step. It is probably because of his brother's father's problems. After all, he is just lying around now.

So Xiaoliu, your intelligence network has been established since childhood.

It feels like our prince is also white and black.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I haven't paid attention to the comments, only to realize that there are so few people in the comment section.

Secondary creation depository (2): The second creation of "Bai Bian Taizong" "If we rewind time, maybe there will be a new ending, and the people who have passed away will return to that period of history and play the role of the actors again." A young man with baby fat on his face squatted in the snow and used a wooden stick to pull away the swarm-like snow. The color changed from bright to black and white. The young man with a rather familiar look stretched out his hand, and the goose feathers that had been flying for twenty years fell into his palm. He felt the warmth turning into water stains and evaporating away. "Every wish comes true, and a yellow beam is just a dream." Do you think there will be another me one day in another world? ----- Maybe one day, I will see a different me. ——"Guangqi Diary" The emperor nodded lightly and personally sent Governor Zhong off to the capital. After this trip, only the bones returned, but no one knew the ending of this chapter. Zhong Yongzhi pulled the reins, turned around and looked into his smiling eyes. He couldn't help but laugh, "Your Majesty, don't think you can relax now. I will still keep an eye on you." "No way, it must only exist in the teacher's fantasy and cannot become a reality," Liang Taizong said with a smile, and took a few steps back. At the same time, gongs and drums were noisy behind him. He stood in the noisy and loud sounds and watched Zhong Yongzhi drive his horse away little by little, until he could no longer see the figure of the traveler. Taizong personally sent Governor Zhong to visit. Ten years after years, the king grew old and his ministers went to their graves. ——"History of Liang" Notes with "Xiao Gen" written on them were stuck to the camera, "Xiao Gen, born in Wudong, deceased." A gust of wind blew away the note, and the ray of dawn illuminated the person with backlight. He stood on the edge of the cliff and stepped back step by step into the wind. The camera turned and the incense candle burned again in front of Xiao Gen's portrait in the mourning hall. The background sound sounded: "Song Yan, who ranks first in Lushan Academy, is extremely talented and beautiful. He is probably the number one scholar with unlimited fame." Song Yan played chess with Qian Yu, and the whole game was filled with black stones. Qian Yu stroked his beard, covered Song Yan's chess box, and shook his head at him, "If you are too murderous, you should stop him. Your Highness, please be more sensible." Song Yan was calm and didn't seem to care, but kept moving his hands, quickly knocking off Qian Yu's hand, "It's not what the master said, I am not murderous, but the loser should be responsible for his actions." He pointed at the chessboard, "All the pieces are empty. You lost. Can I understand that you want to confuse the audience and win the game?" Seeing Qian Yu's sarcastic look, Song Yan couldn't help but laugh, and reached out to take away a few of the black pieces. "Now you have got what you wanted. It doesn't have to be like this." After smelling the fragrance, Song Yan stood up and looked out the window. An eagle landed on the window with a bouquet of flowers in its mouth and tilted its head to look at him. Its wings were fluttering. Song Yan walked up to it and gently stroked its feathers. "It turns out it's you." A bent plum blossom fell on the ground. "Song Yan, in all the scenery, has disappeared for a while." "Song Yan is missing?" "Taoists live in the south of Nanshan, across mountains and seas in the north and north of mountains. If you have any unfulfilled wishes, report them to the big newspaper, and one day it will be fulfilled..." - "Folk Folk Anecdotes (Liang)" Dressed in white clothes, with a sword hanging on his waist and a coir raincoat on his head, the words he spoke did not match his temperament, "Monk, I see you seem to have a lot of worries, why don't you draw a divination," Taoist Ji Ren handed over the bucket of sticks in his hand. The monk stopped and shook the bucket with a trying attitude, and a smooth wooden stick fell out. Signature: "Old dreams are hard to disturb, but they must be cherished now." Afterwards, Taoist Ji Ren took away the bucket in his hand and said with a smile, "This lot is for you. I wish you success." In the bucket in Taoist Ji Ren's hand, every sign had that line of writing. Behind the seemingly coincidence, long-term planning is the answer. …(Taizong's n identities are omitted here)