Traveling through the Gaowu Tang Dynasty, Li Kuan and Li Shimin became the second sons of the Prince

Just when our King, the reckless king, was still thinking about how to persuade (coax) His Majesty Li Er to let him go with the army, on the other side, His Majesty Li Er had already concluded the discussion in the Taiji Hall. After the ministers withdrew, Li Er left Changsun Wuji alone to talk in the palace.

"Erlang," privately, Changsun Wuji still used the old title for Li Er. He looked at Li Er, who was contemplating with his eyes closed, and joked: "But are you worried about Kuan'er going out with the army?"

"Wuji," Li Er suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his close friend who had been friends with him since childhood: "Do you think I'm in a coma?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty? Why did you say that?" Changsun Wuji was shocked when he heard this and asked subconsciously.

"You want to take back the ancestral property of the eldest grandson family and use the Guanlong family to plot against the eldest grandson Anye. I don't blame you. In fact, I can understand that you want him to die without a burial place. But why do you want to let him die?" Enter the palace to discuss the marriage with Guanyin?" Li Er said at the end with a gloomy face: "Do you know what Kuan'er said at that time? He said that no matter what else, his mother was still pregnant, but the eldest grandson Anye was still pregnant. If you bring up the matter of marriage and marriage, you are seeking death!"

"Your Majesty! I am guilty!" Changsun Wuji quickly knelt down on the ground.

"Ha," Li Er sneered: "What crime do you have? You just supported the five surnames Qiwang with one hand and my Li family with the other, and now you are thinking of hooking up with the Turks? Wuji, if that's all, I won't As for being so angry, but you..." After Li Er said this, he paused and suddenly said: "If you let Kuan'er know that you are the instigator behind this matter... From now on, you will be ready to take him with you at any time. Let’s go out with a large group of guards!”

"I have not had much interaction with the Five Surnames and Qiwang, let alone the Turks!" Changsun Wuji obviously knew what was most important: "I can swear that I only wanted to get back the ancestral property before cooperating with the family. As for the Turks ...It just happened to be the right time for the Taiyuan Wang family to be able to speak in front of Ashina Duoren..."

"Ha..." His Majesty Li Er got the answer he wanted, but his expression was still half-smiling: "Wang family? Their business has gone to the Turks..."

"Salt, iron, porcelain, and cloth..." Changsun Wuji knew that this matter must be explained in detail.

"I understand..." After a long silence, Li Er nodded, and then he looked at Changsun Wuji on the ground: "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty..." Changsun Wuji stood up tremblingly.

"Changsun Anye is exiled to Lingnan. I don't want you to interfere anymore. Whether this person lives or dies depends on God's will." Li Er glanced at the other party and suddenly said: "You and I have known each other for many years. I don't want you and me to betray each other. The last crime of killing my brother."

"Your Majesty..." After listening to Li Er's words, Changsun Wuji immediately began to shed tears on his face.

"Okay," Li Er waved his hands irritably: "Why are you crying? Anyway, you have to clean up the finishing touches yourself. Don't let that person know the inside story of this matter, otherwise... you may also be tricked by him. Sack...Wuji..." As soon as Li Er said this, his expression suddenly became extremely serious. He looked at the somewhat embarrassed Changsun Wuji and said solemnly: "I'm not joking with you, that Zhuzi is really brave."

"I know..." What could Changsun Wuji say? From the moment when Zhuzi said that Changsun Chong was born with "purple energy coming from the east", he knew that this nephew was Uncle Fei.

No, one has been "wasted" (wasted)...

"Okay, let's go down." His Majesty Li Er waved his hand.

"I... take leave." Changsun Wuji bowed with a complicated mood, then turned and left.

But when he walked to the entrance of the palace, Li Er suddenly stopped him: "Wuji."

"Your Majesty?" Changsun Wuji smiled bitterly and turned around, with an attitude of accepting his fate.

"I am the emperor, right?" Li Er looked at his friend with a calm expression.

"Of course." Changsun Wuji lowered his eyes.

"Is what I mean considered God's will?" Li Er asked again.

"Your Majesty... Erlang?" Changsun Wuji looked up at Li Er with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"We are very similar. You hate Changsun Anye, and I hate Yuanji." Li Er did not go to see Changsun Wuji, but picked up the memorial from the imperial case: "Lingnan is a smoky place, and his eldest grandson An Ye has been drained by drinking and sex for many years, and he died of illness within two months of arriving in Lingnan... Is this reasonable? "

"Erlang..." Changsun Wuji didn't know what to say at this time. He was moved and felt guilty.

"Only this time." Li Er raised his head and looked at Changsun Wuji. He understood very well that Changsun Anye was almost his lifelong demon: "I am not the Supreme Emperor, and you are not Pei Ji. There are some things that you have to deal with in the future. If you continue to lose big things because of small things, there will be no love between you and me!"

"I know!" What else could Changsun Wuji say at this time? Although Li Er said it lightly, Changsun Anye really died in Lingnan in such a short period of time. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was Li Er's hand. .

After all, as long as Changsun Wuji was not stupid, he would not choose to attack Changsun Anye at such a time of crisis.

"Okay, I'm fine this time." Li Er picked up the brush on the side and began to review the memorial. But as soon as he picked up the pen, he coughed awkwardly and added: "Don't be upset when you get home. It's a rare moment for that kid to have a youthful spirit, so don't use your family methods to wipe out his frankness."

"Erlang, I..." Changsun Wuji turned back to look at Li Er. He wanted to say that I think it would be better to sharpen it a bit, but before he could say this, he was rudely interrupted by a voice "full of youthful spirit" behind him.

"Dad! Why did you let Chang He stop me from leaving the palace?!" A certain Zhuzi's voice was full of anger. It seemed that the injury he suffered before was almost healed.

Sure enough, being young is good - after being beaten, you get better quickly.

"Uncle, are you here?" Li Kuan tilted his head, feeling that his uncle's body had stiffened unconsciously.

"..." Changsun Wuji, who felt guilty, said nothing when he heard this. But when he turned to look at Li Kuan, Changsun Wuji's guilty conscience instantly turned into speechless: He saw that this man was wearing Li Er's original armor helmet on his head, and behind him He was carrying a long bow and a quiver on his back, and a pair of lasso hanging around his waist. What made Changsun Wuji the most nervous was that this kid was holding a whistle stick in one hand and a lasso in the other. One hand is also holding a pumpkin hammer...

Changsun Wuji looked at His Royal Highness the King of Chu, who was fully armed and ready to leave the palace to "hunt" Changsun Anye. In just a moment, he deeply understood the warning given by His Majesty Li Er: In the matter of revenge for his mother, This guy is really brave...

"Nephew..." Changsun Wuji, who was dripping with sweat, now tried to awaken someone's conscience: "After all... I... am not... Changsun Anye is also your uncle after all. We can't do this..."

"Hmph!" Li Kuan turned his head to one side when he heard this: "Anyone who makes my mother sad is not worthy of being my uncle!" After saying that, he looked up at Changsun Wuji again: "Uncle Wuji, I'm not talking about you, forget it. Come on, get out of my way, I want to negotiate with this foolish king!"

"Nephew..." Changsun Wuji wanted to persuade him again.

"Uncle, it's none of your business!" His Royal Highness the King of Chu suddenly became anxious: "If I don't leave the palace to settle the score with Changsun Anye, he might run away!"

"Already ran away!" His Majesty Li Er just looked up at his son. After seeing Li Kuan who had neatly dressed up his past trophies, he suddenly became furious: "Did you use my helmet to play with? ! And this pair of treasure bows, which I captured from Dou Jiande when I defeated him... And this whistle stick... This golden melon hammer... was also a reward given to me by your imperial grandfather when I defeated Xue Ju and his son, you. ...Did you sneak into my arsenal and plunder it by force again?!"

"Father, please don't be so stingy!" Li Kuan replied seriously: "What if I lend it to you? Anyway, I'll wait for you... wu wu..." Li Kuan was blocked by Changsun Wuji, who had quick eyes and quick hands. Shut up.

"Your Majesty, please do your work first. I will take him away right now!" Changsun Wuji saw that His Majesty Li Er was about to "collapse" in a certain man's mouth for the fourth time. He immediately decided to help his nephew to prevent the brat from suffering again. A painful meal.