"A few little thieves, how can our princess take action? A few guards in the house will clean them up!" Li Ye joked, of course he knew that with Wu You's cultivation, it was impossible to detect it in time last night. Under the boundary isolation, the aura of Prince An's Mansion fluctuated, unlike Li Yan who had already opened the mansion by himself. If Wu Hongshan didn't tell her, she would have nothing to do.
"Really? Brother Ye is not injured?" Wu You looked at Li Ye suspiciously, and clearly did not believe it, but he did not mean to expose Li Ye's lie, with an expression that I would believe whatever you said.
After all, before Li Ye could answer, she suddenly called out and said to Li Ye: "Before going out, I heard from my father that Duke Xing is coming back today."
"Xing Guogong?" Li Ye and Li Yan looked at each other.
Li Ye looked at Wu You, Wu You didn't wait for Li Ye to ask, then lowered his head again, rubbed the corner of his clothes with his fingers, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Father said, it remains to be seen whether brother Ye will inherit the kingship."
Obviously, Wu Hongshan didn't intend to get involved in the struggle between Li Ye and Li Yao, let alone lend a helping hand to Li Ye. If Li Ye wanted to successfully get the king, he had to remove the obstacle of Duke Xing by himself.
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In the huge Tang Dynasty and the unfathomable Chang'an City, Li Ye was almost alone.
In the afternoon, Zongzheng Temple.
The late spring sunshine came in from the window, warming the warmth, illuminating the scarlet official robes on his body. Wu Hongshan, who usually sits at the head of the throne, is sitting and drinking tea with others at this moment, and his words and gestures are quite respectful. Because the person sitting in front of him was an old man wearing a purple official robe.
Zhongshu Shilang and Tongping Zhangshi Wang Duo!
"Why is the prince free today, and came to the main temple of Xiaguan?" After the greetings, Wu Hongshan smiled and brought the conversation to the point.
Wang Duo smiled peacefully, making people feel like spring breeze: "Can't you come to Mr. Wu to ask for a cup of tea if you don't have time?"
Wu Hongshan hastily said: "I have my wish, but I dare not ask for it."
Wang Duo restrained his smile, sighed slightly, and tilted his head towards the window. His face was full of wrinkles like the withered bark of an old tree, which were particularly conspicuous in the sun. It seemed that his old cloudy eyes were no longer clear, full of sorrow at the moment, and a little lost in thought .
"The prince has something to worry about. If the lower officials can relieve the worries on his behalf, he will definitely not refuse." Seeing Wang Duo's expression, Wu Hongshan knew that the other party was waiting for him to take the initiative to ask, so he quickly bowed his hand.
Wang Duo restrained his mind, and smiled apologetically, "When one is old, it is easy to think of the past, which makes Wu Gong laugh... If someone remembers correctly, Wu Gong and An Wang are close friends, right? "
Wu Hongshan was stunned, and replied: "King An's literary talent and martial arts are the best for a time, he is a hero in the imperial court, and the officials also respect King An very much."
He said it very conservatively.
Wang Duo still nodded: "King An Yingming I, the meritorious service is in the country, and like Wu Gong, I deeply admire King An's character and achievements... It's a pity, the sky is jealous of talents, and King An will go to win. It's too early. If it weren't for this, how would the children of Nanzhao dare to invade our two rivers again? Twenty years ago, when King An led his troops to Yizhou to repel the army of Nanzhao's northern invaders, a certain man was still in the Xichuan Festival Bai Gong served in the shogunate, and the heroic posture of the young King An at that time, thinking about it until now, is still unforgettable."
"Wang An's literary and martial arts throughout his life are indeed admirable." Wu Hongshan responded, silently speculating in his heart what Wang Duo meant when he said these words to him.
Wang Duo suddenly said: "Grand Wu and King An are about the same age. They were close friends and siblings in the past. Presumably, they have taken care of Prince An's son a lot these years, right? A few days ago, Prince An's son was crowned, but Duke Wu presided over it on behalf of King An. Crown ceremony?"
Wu Hongshan's complexion changed, he lowered his head slightly, and didn't know how to answer for a while: "Xiaguan... . . . "
Wang Duo smiled kindly, and said with empathy: "Mr. Wu is in charge of the Zongzheng Temple, and everything is busy. It is right for a younger generation to neglect the coronation ceremony."
Wu Hongshan opened his mouth, but felt a little difficult in his heart, didn't know how to answer, and said after a while: "The officials are busy with official duties these days, and they really don't care about the people around them."
Wang Duo nodded slightly, agreeing with Wu Hongshan's reasons. He picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of the tea, and praised: "This New Year's Huzhou tea has a lingering fragrance after drinking, and it really has a long aftertaste."
Saying that, he got up from his seat, and cupped his hands towards Wu Hongshan: "I won't bother Mr. Wu, there are some government affairs in a certain government office, and I need to rush back to deal with them."
Wu Hongshan hurriedly got up and said, "I will send you off to the prince."
Wang Duo waved his hand: "We are all acquaintances, so there is no need to be so polite."
"It should be." Wu Hongshan couldn't help saying, and went out with Wang Duo.
When he arrived at the door, Wang Duo slowed down his pace, seemingly unintentionally said: "I heard that Prince An's son has already achieved Qi training, and the tiger father has no dogs. It seems that King An's mantle has a successor. Wu Gong and King An are inseparable. Is this happy to see it happen?"
Wu Hongshan's heart trembled, Wang Duo said these words to him, naturally referring to Li Ye's succession to the title.
"It's natural." Wu Hongshan said seriously.
Wang Duo didn't say any more, and the two bid farewell.
After returning to the house and sitting down, the respectful look on Wu Hongshan's face was gone. He pondered for a long time before sighing slightly. With Wang Duo's status and status, he has been immersed in the officialdom for many years, so naturally he would not say clearly what he wanted to ask Wu Hongshan to do, and would only point it out.
In this way, there will be no excuses left.
Wu Hongshan knew Wang Duo's intentions, so he had a headache, "My lord, oh my lord, if it is possible, why don't I want to see Li Ye inherit the king's title? Although you are in the same order and have the same position as the prime minister, you are not the ruling prime minister after all. The great power in the church is now controlled by Wei Baoheng's party, but Xing Guogong is Wei Baoheng's right-hand man... "
evening.
A luxurious carriage surrounded by hundreds of riders stopped steadily in front of Prince An's Mansion, and a middle-aged man with loose brows and firm eyes stepped down. With a cold snort, he strode towards the gate of the palace.
In front of the gate, there stood four guards in Dutch armor with swords. Seeing the middle-aged man climbing up the stairs, he seemed to be heading straight for the palace. He immediately stepped forward with his sword and shouted loudly: "Who is coming? Don't stop! "
The middle-aged man turned a deaf ear and went straight forward.
The four guards drew their swords out of their sheaths in unison and glared at the person who came: "The palace is an important place, no trespassing is allowed, if you dare to take a step forward, you will die!"
"Go away!" Behind the middle-aged man, followed by an old man in black robe, his brows turned cold when he heard this, he flicked his long sleeves and then slapped out a palm, the spiritual energy surged out, and the four soldiers were directly sent flying .
The soldier slammed into the gate with a bang, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Seeing the middle-aged man walking up to the stone platform, he rushed out and slashed at the middle-aged man's head with all his strength: "Whoever trespasses in the palace, die!"
"Ants!" The old man in black robe was furious, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the soldier and pressed his palm on the soldier's chest. It seemed to be an understatement, but in reality, he was very powerful. , flew out again, and fell into the gate.
He was about to bump into the screen wall, but a person who flashed out from the slanting stabs held his shoulder with one hand, and stopped firmly in front of the screen wall.
The visitor was dressed in fine scale armor, with red lips, white face, and sword-like eyebrows. She was Shangguan Qingcheng, and she stared at the people outside the door: "Where did the thieves come from, dare to rush into Prince An's Mansion and hurt our soldiers?! "
"A Qi practitioner?" The black-robed old man was slightly startled, apparently surprised by Prince An's Mansion and other practitioners besides Li Ye.
The middle-aged man also frowned, but his footsteps still did not stop, and he continued to move forward, acting aggressively and arrogantly to the extreme.
Shangguan Qingcheng's eyes were burning with anger, his right hand reached into his left waist, he drew his saber out of its sheath neatly, and shouted: "Where are the royal soldiers?!"
"Here!" In the passages on both sides of the screen wall, two teams of soldiers with shields and swords poured out immediately, the sound of running footsteps rumbled, and the sound of wearing armor rings kept coming and going, and they were lined up in front of the gate in a blink of an eye, ready to go into battle at any time.
Shangguan Qingcheng stood behind the battle formation, with the horizontal knife raised in front of his chest, pointing at the middle-aged man: "If you don't retreat, you die!"
"Bastard!" The black-robed old man yelled angrily, "This is General Zuo Wei, you dare to confront Duke Xing with swords, do you know your life or death?!"
The middle-aged man is Xing Guogong Li Guanshu.
"This is Prince An's Mansion. Do you know you're dead if you trespass into the palace?!" Shangguan Qingcheng scolded coldly, and then gave orders to the soldiers without any hesitation in his words: "Soldiers obey the order and enter!"
"Decree!" Hearing this, the five rows of armored soldiers stepped out of the gate in unison, and the shielded armored soldiers in the front row directly pushed towards the middle-aged man.
"Presumptuous!" The black-robed old man was furious. He had already returned behind Li Guanshu, but at this moment he rushed out again, and arrived in front of the battle formation in one step. His speed was so fast that he couldn't catch the figure. On the round shield, the round shield was instantly shattered, and the shield-wielding soldier vomited blood and flew backwards.
"Kill!" Shangguan Qingcheng ordered in a deep voice.
"Kill!" More than 50 soldiers shouted in unison, changing the battle formation and approaching the battle formation to charge and kill, and tigers and wolves rushed towards the middle-aged man and the old man in black robe!
"That's enough!" Li Guanshu, who had always been downcast and speechless, was finally willing to speak out. He stomped on the ground, and a wave of spiritual energy started from his feet and surged out against the ground like a tide. All the soldiers of the palace were swept down.
After making the move, Li Guanshu looked at Shangguan Qingcheng: "Where is Li Ye? Let him speak out!"
"What are you!" Shangguan Qingcheng held a knife in both hands, stepped over the crumbling soldiers in front of him, raised the knife and slashed at Li Guanshu.
"Looking for death!" Li Guanshu's eyes turned cold, and he already wanted to kill. He flipped his wrist under his long sleeves, and slammed a palm, which turned into a ten-foot-sized palm, and aimed straight at Shangguan Qingcheng who came from the sky.
However, before the palm hit Shangguan Qingcheng, it was blown away by a spiritual energy from behind Shangguan Qingcheng, and then a voice full of ridicule rang in everyone's ears: "Mr. Xing is really a great majesty!"
Hearing the sound, Shangguan Qingcheng stepped on the ground, did not run forward again, put away his knife, turned around and clasped his fists, respectfully: "My son!"
The soldiers in front of the gate stood up one after another, stepped out of the way, and bowed to the people on both sides in an orderly manner: "My son!"