Chapter 143： : Return to the attic of the West Wing again!

The woman who spoke was naturally the owner of the West Wing Pavilion, Fan Meng.

"Yes, lady boss, serve us all the good wine and food, I'm hungry! By the way, arrange four more rooms for us, no problem!"

"Good little objective, no problem!"

Fan Meng knew Li Chengfeng, he knew that Li Chengfeng was the Eighth Prince of Tang Dynasty.

And the majestic man next to the Eighth Prince is not the Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty?

Thinking of this, Fan Meng was instantly surprised.

But she was only shocked for a while, and then returned to her original expression.

Because Fan Meng knew that when the emperor walked out of the palace dressed as an ordinary citizen, he must be visiting in a micro-clothes, and he didn't want others to recognize him.

If Fan Meng knelt down and kowtowed to Li Shimin at this moment, it might have frightened all the customers who were drinking in the attic of the West Wing.

The majestic king of a country actually came to this kind of place to eat?

Can it not be surprising?

"Miss Fan Meng, business seems to be pretty good recently?"

Li Chengfeng asked Fan Meng with a smile.

They are also relatively familiar, once Fan Meng wanted to **** Li Chengfeng, in order to steal money from Li Chengfeng.

Fan Meng smiled shyly, and said: "How could it be? If it wasn't for a vegetable garden planted in my hometown, I'm afraid my restaurant wouldn't be able to open at all! There is a severe drought among the people, and natural disasters continue! If the temperature continues like this , My restaurant probably won't be able to open!"

Fan Meng always had a faint smile on her face.

On the desk, Wei Zheng put down the watermelon with a bang, and said, "Oh, Shu Tan, I can finally rest!"

"Come, come, let's eat some food and dessert first, and eat the watermelon I planted!"

"Well, that's fine too!"

Li Shimin nodded.

The weather in August is still so hot.

After just one dinner, Li Shimin couldn't stand the heat anymore.

Seeing that the emperor was sweating profusely and frowning, Wei Zheng hurriedly asked Fan Meng for a fan, and then fanned Li Shimin.

And Fan Meng knew that the guests at the table in front of him had a lot of background.

The child with a tiger head and a tiger head is the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty today, the little girl next to him is Princess Changle, and the old man opposite is the Emperor Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty.

Fan Meng didn't dare to be negligent, so she gave up the four best bedrooms in the West Wing Pavilion and allocated them to the five of them that night.

The room allocation is like this.

Li Shimin, Wei Zheng, and Li Chengfeng are in a single set, and Wu Xu and Princess Changle are in a set.

Anyway, they are two girls, living in the same house, and they can take care of each other.

After dinner, everyone washed up and went to rest in the house.

At this moment, without Eunuch Wu serving Li Chengfeng, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

No wonder in ancient times, the sons of some princes grew up lawless. After all, growing up in this hierarchical environment, basically no one would lose their minds.

Fortunately, in the lotus pond on the left, there will be gusts of breeze at night, otherwise Li Chengfeng would be too hot to sleep.

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The next morning, when Li Chengfeng woke up, Fan Meng quickly greeted him.

Fan Meng smiled sweetly at Li Chengfeng, and said, "Eighth Prince, how did you sleep well in the West Chamber Pavilion last night?"

"Well, it's good! With the cool breeze from the lotus pond, it's very refreshing and not stuffy!"

"Haha, it's good to sleep soundly. Later, remember to say hello to the current emperor of Tang Dynasty for me!"

Fan Meng smiled lightly, revealing two faint dimples on her cheeks.

Li Chengfeng was taken aback, and said, "Did you recognize my father?"

Fan Meng said: "Well, you are the eighth prince who is a genius child prodigy of the Tang Dynasty. In this world, the only one who is more powerful than you is the emperor! And last time I met the emperor at the gate of the West Chamber Pavilion, although he He changed his outfit, but I can still recognize him!"

"Well, good eyesight!"

"The eighth prince has won the prize! I don't know, what are you and the emperors doing here pretending to be common people?"

Fan Meng asked.

Li Chengfeng replied, "Isn't it because of inspecting the people's situation? Natural disasters have caused many people to lack food and cannot eat! Chang'an City belongs to the south, at least there is no shortage of water, like those places in the northern desert area, now they will die of thirst every day. A lot of people!"

"Yes, today's summer is extremely hot. Recently, there was a famine in a village called Taixiang Village. It is said that people cannibalize people!"

"Huh? Cannibalism?"

Fan Meng's words really shocked Li Chengfeng.

Cannibalism? That's okay?

No, Li Shimin, who was on the stairs on the second floor, also heard the conversation between Fan Meng and Li Chengfeng.

He frowned tightly in an instant, and said: "Feng'er, where is there a scene of cannibalism?"

Li Shimin's face was suddenly filled with a dangerous and murderous look.

Fan Mengmeng immediately bowed his head and remained silent.

And Li Chengfeng said: "Reporting to my father, it is a place called Taixiang Village. It was the proprietress Fan Meng who told me about it!"

"Hmph... how did Fang Xuanling do things? Didn't I ask him to distribute 100,000 gold to the people in Chang'an City? How could such a thing happen?"

Li Chengfeng could tell Li Shimin was really angry this time.

And Fan Meng explained: "Your Majesty, please don't be angry, please? Listen to me carefully! Fang Xuanling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, did come to Chang'an City to distribute gold some time ago! But the entire Chang'an City There are hundreds of thousands of people, and if they are distributed evenly, each person will get less than one gold coin!"

Fan Meng knew that the person in front of her was Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, so she didn't pretend not to know him anymore.

It happened that there was no one in the early morning, so it didn't matter if I called him the emperor.

Li Shimin frowned and said: "Madam, one gold coin is enough to buy more than a dozen buckets of rice! Even if three people share one gold coin on average, it is enough for them to eat for a month! How could there be a phenomenon of cannibalism? ? You have to tell me about this matter, and talk about it!"

When Li Shimin saw that Fan Meng recognized him, he simply had a showdown, he stopped pretending, he was Li Shimin, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

And Li Chengfeng was also sitting on a small bench beside him, happily listening to the conversation between Li Shimin and Fan Meng.

Fan Meng said: "Your Majesty, the price of food today is different from the past! When people are about to starve to death, how can gold be so precious as food?"

"In the past, one gold coin could indeed buy more than a dozen buckets of rice, which was enough to feed a family for a month! But now, one gold coin can buy one bucket of rice, which is considered a conscience! Many people, I couldn’t even buy a gold coin and a dou of rice, so I was so hungry that I had no choice but to sell half a dou of rice to go back to eat!”

"Half a bucket of rice, after the whole family lasted for three days, they were really starving. They ate grass roots, gnawed bark, and finally died of starvation or heat, all of them, Your Majesty!"

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