Li Xian looked numb and kept thinking about what Li Zhe told him. The figures of Fang Muqing and his two sons also appeared in his mind at the right time.
Whether it was Fang Muqing's gentle and beautiful smile when teasing the two children, or the innocence and purity of the two children, they all pierced his heart at this moment.
An inexplicable regret suddenly arose in his heart. If he had not been exiled, would he be a happy scene in Prince Pei's Mansion in Chang'an now
"Do I still have a chance to see them?" Li Xian's dull facial expression made it difficult to tell what he was thinking.
Li Zhe sighed silently, half a shoulder behind Li Xian, and said in a long voice: "It's possible, to guard the country for the Tang Dynasty. Lao Wu said, didn't you mean that if you were given a chance, you would be like him? , will Anxi be governed in an orderly manner, and will the four foreign countries bow to me, the Tang Dynasty? Now Jiling City may be an opportunity, it depends on what you do. "
Li Xian listened to Li Zhe's words and turned around suddenly. Because of one arm, he almost lost his balance and fell down on the green grassland halfway.
Regardless of his quick eyesight and quick hands, Li Zhe supported him and asked hurriedly: "Are you saying that if I can accomplish great things in Jiling City, I will still have a chance to return to Chang'an?"
Li Zhizhi shrugged his shoulders as Li Hong looked, and then said: "Maybe, Lao Wu hasn't actually decided yet, but now his father and mother... you know, because of you, Lao Wu is under a lot of pressure. You have to take care of your parents, and now you have to take care of the emperor’s wife, so everything depends on what you do.”
The two of them walked forward while talking. Xue Rengui and Hei Te Changzhi's cavalry raised a faint puff of smoke in the distance. The land covered by green grassland was easily trampled by horse hooves, like a yellow dragon. Generally, flying behind.
"Rights and family ties will all depend on you at that time." Looking at the two teams of cavalrymen who were in a daze, Li Zhe looked at Li Xian's gaze and continued, "If you can replace Belus in Jiling City, With Narshiye, will you be willing to give up the rights you have obtained, hand them over to Lao Wu, and then return to Chang'an to reunite with the emperor's wife? "
"If I can't break through the shackles and gain the upper hand in the fight with Belus, then I can only live in a foreign land and live an ignoble existence, and will never be able to return to Chang'an?" What's in Li Xian's eyes? With some light, he looked at Li Zhe and said.
"That's not necessarily the case. Even Lao Wu can't control this kind of thing. It will happen a few years or even more than ten years or decades later. No matter how powerful Lao Wu is, he won't be able to budget for something so far away. Therefore, if Tocharo and Jiling City, the royal city of Persia, have never been controlled by the Great Eclipse, then you may come back. If you can only retreat step by step, you will be squeezed between the four towns of Anxi by the Great Eclipse. , I guess..." Li Zhe stopped talking and looked at Li Zhe helplessly.
"Lao Wu will never let me step into the land of the Tang Dynasty again! And I will never appear in the writings of the clan historians. The fate of my fate will be written by Li Honglai for me." Li Xian asked with raised eyebrows. , but there is something spirited in his words, expression and behavior.
Looking at Li Xian who was a little eager to try, Li Zhe sighed silently in his heart. Even though Lao Liu was in such a situation now, he still had a great interest in power and controlling the life and death of the world.
As soon as he heard that he might return to Chang'an, and as soon as he dreamed that he might accomplish great things in Jiling City, his whole body felt as if his soul had been injected into him and he came back to life.
This made Li Zhe have to worry. If Li Xian really defeated Belus and Narshiye in the royal city of Persia and obtained the real power of Persia, would he still care about Fang Muqing and his two sons
Will he still be as determined to return to Chang'an as he is now
Or, when that time comes, Li Xian will choose a more extreme method, declare war on the Tang Dynasty in the name of the King of Persia, and take revenge on Li Hong
When he thought of this, Li Zhe couldn't help crying and laughing. His thoughts were somewhat unfounded.
What kind of person is Lao Wu? Will he tolerate Li Xian's unscrupulous development and growth in Persia, and finally become so powerful that he threatens Anxi? Will he watch Li Xian become the king of Persia without taking any measures
Obviously not! Li Zhe believed that Lao Wu, a cunning fox, must have already had preliminary plans and outlines in his mind, and what he was doing now, including forcing and exiling Li Xian to Fanbang, was obviously for his future plans. .
Li Zhe is no longer like before, he will express all the worries in his heart at once. Now, he has also begun to know how to think and be silent.
In Prince Pu's Mansion, Bai Chun gently put the tea in his hand on the table, walked behind Li Hong, whose aura of looking down on the world was getting stronger and more submissive, stretched out his slender fingers, and gently He helped Li Hong massage his shoulders.
"What? Is the matter in Anxi complicated?" After Bai Chun rubbed his shoulders twice, he pressed his body tightly against Li Hong's back and put his arms around His Highness the Crown Prince's. Yao asked.
Feeling the soft body on his back pressing against him gently, Li Honghu's eyes did not move, still staring solemnly at the four towns of Anxi and Tocharo, including the Persian royal city Jiling City where Wang Mingyuan and Belus were rescued, etc. A large area of land.
"You said that if I support Li Xian, will I be feeding a tiger into danger?" Li Hong asked calmly.
"Isn't His Royal Highness the King of England also in Anxi? With His Highness the King of England restraining him, what are you afraid of?" Bai Chun didn't understand why Li Hong paid more and more attention to Anxi these days.
"Lao Qi will come back eventually. Even if I let him stay in Anxi with peace of mind, my father and mother are not willing to let him establish more prestige in Anxi than me. Therefore, this time to go to Anxi, it is not so much to let Li Zhe fight. , it is better to say that this is the last time that the emperor and his mother take care of Li Zhe. From now on, he will have to stay in Chang'an or somewhere." Thinking of Li Zhe's secret letter to himself, in addition to analyzing the current Empress Li Xian, the words are full of words. I accepted the pitiful and bitter requests, hoping to stay in Anxi for one more year.
"This bastard doesn't even want to think about it. He is happy in Anxi, and his father and mother are urging me to recruit him back every day. He is so depressed that he just cares about himself and leaves me here to be scolded by his father and mother every day." Li Hong was dissatisfied again. Scolding Li Zhe.
But the soft and tall body behind him buried her head tightly in his back, and her body pressed closer and closer, wanting to rub her delicate body into Li Hong's body.
Bai Chun chuckled and said: "When you went to Anxi for five years, your Majesty and the Queen were in a different situation than you are now? To say that His Royal Highness has not changed his playful mind, it is better to say that you were gone back then. Sets a wrong example.”
Li Hong shook his head helplessly, turned around and hugged Bai Chun Rouran's delicate body. After sitting down on the sofa, he put Bai Chun on his lap and buried his face in the soft waves on Bai Chun's chest. He said angrily: "How is Belus' physical condition? Is he not far away from death?"
"That's about right. Liu Shenwei, a disciple of Divine Doctor Sun, has taken a look at it. According to your wishes, if it's done, we might be able to stay in Chang'an for two years." Bai Chun stroked his head on his chest and thought for a moment. Said: "Why do you have to let Belus live these few years?"
"Because he is the king of Persia. Although he has no real strength, he is a symbol of the Persians. As long as he is alive, the Persians will only show kindness when facing us, instead of being like when facing the cannibals. Showing strong hostility, what I need now is his title of King of Persia, so that my Tang Dynasty army can get the support of the Persians when they fight the Great Ogre." Li Hong rubbed his nose in Bai Chun's arms. Na Mianmian said tall and tall.
"Then this is equivalent to laying the foundation for King Pei to gain a foothold in Persia. In this case, won't you have to face his threat to you again?" Bai Chun asked with some worry.
"That's not the case. If by that time, Belus is dead, and Narciye is not an idiot, there will definitely be a secret fight with Li Xian. Then it will be time for me, the Tang Dynasty, to mediate, or to mediate. Return to Li Xian and replace him with someone else, and then replace him with Narshiye..."
"In this way, although the so-called Tocharo and Persia are not the real territory of our Tang Dynasty, they are the territory of our Tang Dynasty. These days, you have warned the schools of the Five Surnames and Qiwang, as well as the Imperial College and the Hongwen Hall. When the time comes, In the name of peace, they were sent to these places, and the cultural seeds of the Tang Dynasty took root and began to sprout, thus achieving cultural unification. By then, as for who is the master there, in fact... they are all subjects of the Tang Dynasty, and they are all the Tang Dynasty. The species, the birthplace of Tang culture?”
"Children can be taught, that's what it means. Anxi is too big. Just by the border of Weixu in the Tang Dynasty, I will be dragged to death by those herders sooner or later. The herders in Anxi, the herders in Anton and Anbei, They are our top priority in the Tang Dynasty. They must be far closer to us than Tochara. Small riots every now and then may form a prairie fire if we are not careful. Therefore, now, under the leadership of Pei Xingjian, Cui Zhibian and others, When the division goes south, Anbei and Anton are the places that the court should monitor closely. As for Anxi, let Li Xian go to chaos first. Divide and conquer, who knows who is who? In order to achieve cultural recognition and belief recognition, it only needs to be rooted in the Tang Dynasty. The rest can be left to future generations, or maybe fifty years later. There is no need to rush." Li Hong's lips quietly crawled up to Chun. On his chin, he murmured.
Bai Chun responded as Li Hong quietly crawled up her lips. The short stubble made her feel a little strange, and her inner desire was about to arouse. But suddenly Bai Chun was stunned and said: "Aren't you going to attend the Dalai Princess in a while?" Don’t be late for the banquet.”
(End of chapter)