The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Before Li Kuan could speak, Murong Yue spoke first.

"Master, Princess Nanping, the younger sister of His Highness the Crown Prince, has left Chang'an City, but I don't know where she went."

"His Highness wants you to use divination to find her."

When Murong Yue spoke, Sun Simiao must of course do well.

Looking at Li Kuan, Sun Simiao was sure if this was the case.

After all, Princess Tangtang is still the prince's best sister, so it is not true that she was taken away.

Li Kuan nodded, indicating that this was the matter.

Sun Simiao said after thinking for a moment.

"I can do this, but in Zishi three days later."

Li Kuan frowned, three days later?

Seeing that Sun Simiao was unhappy, Murong Yue hurriedly asked.

"Master, why does it take three days?"

Li Kuan stared at him, wanting to know the answer.

Sun Simiao knew that Li Kuan had misunderstood, so he quickly explained.

"The technique of divination seems simple. If you want to be accurate, you need to occupy the right time and place, so as to achieve the effect of harmony between people."

"Zi Shi, three days later, is good and auspicious, the easiest time to perform divination, and the results are the most accurate."

Murong Yue nodded to express her understanding, and Li Kuan also understood the reason.

Even if he was worried about Nanping's safety, he could only wait.

"After three days, I will ask Your Excellency Medicine King."

Li Kuan said.

Sun Simiao nodded, and finally found face in front of Li Kuan.

In the city of Chang'an, Li Shimin, who hadn't had an early court for two days, went to the early court conscientiously today.

All civil and military officials are relieved, if Li Shimin continues to be in a bad mood, accumulate political affairs, and the dragons have no leader, big trouble will happen.

above the hall.

Fang Yiai stood at the head on the left, Changsun Wuji stood behind, and a group of civil servants.

An Lushan and other generals stood on the right, facing each other.

"Lord Fang, how do you feel about your majesty's recuperation for a few days?"

"My eldest grandson doesn't even know about it, so how could Fang find out about it?"

"Hey, after this assassination, His Majesty is afraid that he will be in a bad mood."

"Since I can go to court, I think I'm in a good mood."

"Your Majesty is a virtuous and virtuous person, and you don't want to go to court with personal affections."

. . . .

Civil and military officials chattered non-stop.

The sharp and piercing voice spread throughout the Xuanzheng Hall.

"Your Majesty is here."

Suddenly, the noisy and noisy discussions disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, it was extremely quiet.

All eyes were on the door.

The sound of vigorous and powerful footsteps came, bold and domineering.

The civil servants only felt a great pressure on their hearts.

The sound of footsteps approached, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure came into everyone's eyes.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a strong breath, like a dragon and a tiger, he is extremely domineering.

Li Shimin is obviously in his 40s, but he looks like a 30-year-old man.

"Your Majesty! This is Your Majesty!"

Fang Yiai exclaimed.

In just two days, Li Shimin turned out to be ten years younger!

Sitting on the dragon chair, Li Shimin had a large crowd, and liked their shocked expressions very much.

"Dear dears, start playing if you have something to do, and leave the court if you have nothing to do."

The thick voice startled everyone.

Fang Yiai hesitated for a moment, then stood up.

"Your Majesty, your appearance has changed drastically, and your breath is thick and long, but you have been blessed?"