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

"How insolent!" It had been many years since Changsun Wuji had been provoked like this - even the King of Chu would not talk about such vulgar things when chatting with his uncle.

"Duke Zhao, please calm down," Li Yifu saw Zhangsun Wuji pointing his finger at his nose, so he bowed slightly to him and continued, "I was born in a humble family and grew up in the countryside. These country women work hard for their family's one acre and three mu of land, fight for water during the busy farming season, or some man cheats on another man...ah, it's the man who cheated, anyway, these are all trivial and bloody things, but if any woman encounters this, she will definitely curse on the spot.

Therefore, I have seen and heard a lot, and inevitably I have picked up some bad habits. "Li Yifu saw that Changsun Wuji's face was getting uglier and uglier, and he couldn't help but feel more and more satisfied: if he keeps talking nonsense for a while, it will be time for him to be tortured.

"You've said so much..." After a long while, Changsun Wuji, who had already thought it through, slowly said, "You just want me to give in and use this as a warning to His Majesty. Li Yifu, you are indeed an outstanding young man, but these alone cannot scare me!"

"Duke Zhao, you should actually be thankful." Li Yifu was a little noncommittal when he heard this, "You should be thankful that we are still willing to scare you - of course, whether what I am going to say next is a scare or not, please decide for yourself."

"Okay, I'm all ears." Changsun Wuji still insisted.

"As everyone knows, His Royal Highness the King of Chu is now fighting the Western Turks in the Western Regions. If things go wrong, other countries may also be affected." Li Yifu saw that Zhangsun Wuji would not cry until he saw the coffin, so he directly deduced the progress of the war to him: "But no matter how many people join, His Royal Highness the King of Chu's chance of winning will still not be less than 50% - this is still my conservative estimate."

"I don't agree with your statement." Zhang Sun Wuji was not ignorant of military affairs: "Your Highness only brought 30,000 soldiers this time. Even if they were all elite, there is no way he could have such a high chance of winning."

"Then let's talk about what you, the Shangshu You Pushe, will be treated like if His Highness loses." Li Yifu was not annoyed when he heard this, but said calmly: "If you win a battle, you will be rewarded according to your merits, and if you lose a battle, you will be punished according to your faults. If the defeat this time is because His Highness brought too few troops, then you, the Shangshu You Pushe, will be blamed because the number of troops was set by His Majesty. And you are the first person to know about this, and now you are the Shangshu You Pushe in charge of the Ministry of War. Don't you have the responsibility to remind His Majesty that he should send more troops to His Highness the King of Chu?"

As soon as Li Yifu said this, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but feel a black screen before his eyes.

No... this little bastard... is a good candidate to be a traitor...

Can I give advice to His Majesty Li II and ask him to send reinforcements to the Western Regions?

Of course that is impossible.

The national treasury is almost unable to support itself right now. If we allow the Prince of Chu to attack the Western Regions, to put it bluntly, the point is not whether to win or lose the war, but that the conflict between them is irreconcilable. If they can use this war to give each other a way out, that would be the best outcome.

But...this kind of private considerations must never be brought to the surface.

So if His Royal Highness the King of Chu is really defeated...

Then I really can't get rid of this black pot...

"What if the King of Chu wins?" After a long while, Changsun Wuji suddenly changed his words and said, "If he wins, wouldn't everyone be happy?"

"Everyone is happy." Li Yifu nodded after hearing this. "But Duke Zhao, do you know that at the beginning, I planned to make you the Minister of Rites, and I planned to let Duke Ying take the position of Minister of Right - this way, you will all fight among yourselves for a while... But considering the relationship between your son Changsun Chong and my prince, I raised my hand slightly and let you go. Please don't be ungrateful."

"What do you mean by that?" Chang Sun Wuji frowned upon hearing this: "I should thank you for that?!"

"Of course." Li Yifu blinked his eyes when he heard it: "Don't forget, my prince is going to pacify the Western Turks in order to capture Siyehu Khan and Yibisheyi Khan alive - and such an achievement is enough for His Majesty to go to Mount Tai to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth." When Li Yifu said this, he noticed that Zhangsun Wuji's eyes suddenly widened, and he even began to take two steps back.

"Asshole... Asshole!" Zhang Sun Wuji now really understood: "So you are waiting for me here?!"

If things were really as Li Yifu said, and the King of Chu successfully destroyed the Western Turks, then combined with the previous battle in the northwest, such an amazing achievement would naturally be enough for His Majesty Li II to go to Mount Tai to offer sacrifices to the heavens.

The Ministry of Rites is in charge of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

This seems like a beautiful job.

But in fact, there will definitely be people who oppose the Fengshan ceremony by then.

Because the emperor's Fengshan ceremony on Mount Tai would elevate his reputation among the people to the peak - but neither the Shandong gentry nor the Guanzhong families would necessarily be willing to see this scene.

Therefore, when the time comes, the officials representing their interests will certainly use high-sounding reasons to dissuade Your Majesty from performing the Fengshan ceremony.

His Majesty can obviously see this clearly, but he is the person involved and cannot do it personally. So the burden of promoting Fengshan, or the Minister of Rites who makes an important statement on the matter, becomes the most unlucky person.

Because no matter which side you support, the side you betray has the power to take your life!

After figuring out the key points, Chang Sun Wuji was "sweating profusely in an instant."

"Duke Zhao, don't think that you are the Shangshu You Pushe now and we can't do anything to you next time." Li Yifu was too lazy to pretend now. He just tapped his black hat with his fingers: "The Li family of Zhao County knows who they should choose between you and Dou family, so I think it won't be difficult to trip you up if necessary in the future. After all, you are not clean enough, right?"

"What do you mean by that?" Changsun Wuji no longer dared to underestimate the young man in front of him.

"Who in the court doesn't know about your style of sitting on the fence and betting on the left and right?" Li Yifu laughed when he heard this: "A wild goose leaves a sound when it flies, and an animal leaves a trace when it walks. The former wisdom and foresight of Duke Zhao may become your death warrant one day. A direct descendant of the Wang family of Taiyuan has now become a retainer of the Dou family. We have heard some interesting news from him." At this point, Li Yifu decided to give Changsun Wuji a thorough blow: "The original partner chosen by the Five Surnames and Seven Families was your uncle Gao Shilian, but for some reason, you intervened and reduced Gao Shilian's role, and even made him dispensable in the eyes of the Five Surnames and Seven Families. Duke Zhao, if this matter were to be spread out, what would His Majesty think? How would your uncle Gao Shilian react?

What if he is too old to bear such a strong stimulus and gets mad at you to death? Then, how will people in the world view you?"