In the Lingwu Sage's Mansion, Li Heng, who had a gloomy face, listened to Li Baoguo's report, and almost smashed the tea bowl in his hand, although he was already angry, he still held back his restless temper and did not let his emotions be completely exposed, let alone show a demeanor that a king should not have in front of General Guo Ziyi.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Quiet... The country is guilty, please punish your majesty! ”

Li Baoguo knelt on his knees, his facial expression was wonderful to the extreme, he knew the temperament of this prince very well, if it wasn't for someone around at this moment, he would already be a cold corpse.

"I don't blame you, you go down!"

The sage Li Heng put down the trembling tea bowl in his hand, trying to maintain a gentle smile, in fact, his heart had already set off a wave of anger, as if it was nothing, and let Li Baoguo retreat.

"Your Majesty, the minister is guilty, and the minister asks for punishment!"

Li Baoguo didn't dare to have any luck, he couldn't hide from the first day of the new year, but he couldn't escape the fifteenth, so it was better to come happily now.

"Go down!"

The sage Li Heng was no longer smiling, his face was gradually dyed with a layer of dark clouds, and thunder and rain could break out at any time, and when Li Baoguo humbled his head, his face quickly returned to calm, and the yin owl in his eyes became thicker.

"General Guo! What do you think of the princess of Chang'an? The saint Li Heng leaned forward, revealing a sense of danger like a beast, and his desire was like a dark cloud on his face, stirring up bursts of lightning and thunder.

Guo Ziyi bowed his head imperceptibly and arched his hand, his white beard flowed, always maintaining the style of a general, and he was not oppressed by the majesty of the prince, trying to distinguish the pros and cons, trying his best to sort out the wording, and then said with a confident demeanor, "Forgive the old minister, the princess occupies Chang'an, wins the hearts of the people, has geographical advantages, and is not suitable for crusade, it is better to cross the Yellow River, crusade against the rebels, recover Fanyang, and form a confrontation with it!" ”

The sage Li Heng frowned when he heard this, he did not deny the elite soldiers and strong generals around the princess of the country, he did not deny the ability to defend Chang'an for half a year, everything was not denied, but he wanted to smash these, put Chang'an back into his rule, and press the proud head of the princess of the protector to his feet, and ravage it vigorously.

Yes, she is only worthy of being her own slave, so she will have a sense of accomplishment, Li Heng laughed secretly in his heart, and his anger disappeared a lot for a while, whether Guo Ziyi or those who only know how to criticize and write, they will see the power of the saint Li Heng.

Capture Chang'an, capture the princess alive, get the secrets of the Black Armor Army, and then take my father... No, to possess his concubine in front of his father, Li Heng twisted the muscles of his face, some pity and nostalgia flashed in his eyes, he lost his beloved, again and again, it was all his father's fault, it was all his fault, what kind of bullshit prince storage position, carefully hidden and tucked, it would still be pushed to the forefront.

Hatred didn't know when it completely occupied Li Heng's heart, eroding him step by step, and the eyes that flashed some soft light gradually became gloomy, he had lived for most of his life, and he knew how to control his emotions and expressions, waiting for Guo Ziyi to lower his head again, and began to order in the tone of a superior person, "No, I want to capture Chang'an first and take down the princess of the protectorate, she is also a traitor!" ”

That's right, a traitor who betrayed the Tang Dynasty, this is the crime he prepared for the princess.

"But..."

Guo Ziyi wanted to stop the saint, but in the end she chose to be silent, chose to understand, chose to abide by the rules, eagerly wanted to make meritorious contributions, wanted to prove herself, and the means were extreme, the two brothers of the Wu family had long been bought, and they had been faded out of the center of military power.

"Is there anything you'd like to say?"

The sage Li Heng looked at Guo Ziyi, always looking down at the other party, as if he had long forgotten the affection he had taken in, and his tone was very cold.

"Your Majesty, the minister didn't!"

Guo Ziyi said decisively.

"That's good, when you go out, you will lead the grain and grass troops, set off from Shuonan, and join the Wujia brothers in Pingliang!"

After the sage Li Heng gave the order, he then asked him to leave, and asked the subordinates around him to summon the Wu family brothers.

After everyone left, Li Heng lifted the tea bowl and slammed it to the ground, his long beard shook violently, and a few strange white whiskers showed that he was no longer young, let alone his former self.

Time passed slowly, picked up the incense cake on the table, Li Heng lifted the crane top lid of the incense burner, lit it and put the incense cake that slowly produced green smoke into it, inhaled the smell of incense, because his breathing was too rapid, he had to cough a few times, and the violent contraction of his chest and abdomen made him feel a tingling pain, as if something was tearing his intestines.

Ahem, ahem!

Coughing up a mouthful of bloody phlegm, Lee Hyung covered it with soil without expression and wiped it off the ground with his shoes, leaving a freshly moist earthy color.

If you think about it, this symptom has been occurring since the beginning of depression, and it is only now that it has become slightly more intense and severe.

"Damn, cough... Whew..."

Li Heng felt dizzy, sat back in the chair, leaned his whole back on the chair, and became more and more determined to break through Chang'an.

After a short time, Ugin Axe and Uzani appeared in the garden, standing side by side, looking at the sage with a not very good face, they both consciously lowered their heads, and agreed to bow their hands together.

"Your Majesty, please advise!"

"Go and pick up the Uighur soldiers, and pull out the 300,000 troops of Lingwu, I want to personally conquer Chang'an, completely destroy the thief princess who occupies Chang'an, and dominate the world of my Tang Dynasty!" Li Heng declared with excitement, stood up and straightened his waist, "Wait for your brother to get ready, and go with me on August 20!" ”

"Yes!"

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In Chang'an City, Feng Ziyue, who is missing an arm, sits on the edge of the Yong'an Canal in the West Market area, sits against a big tree, sets up a tea stall, slowly drinks tea, feels the changes in Chang'an, and from time to time there are vendors carrying burdens or pushing carts past him, and occasionally buy what is eye-catching, including comfortable cold drinks in summer, of course.

The old man looked at the black and white chessboard, and his heart was somewhat boring, after all, one game of chess for one person was very boring to play, and he was the only one who was playing.

"Cold drinks, cold drinks! Three copper plates in a small bowl, five copper plates in a large bowl! ”

Feng Ziyue looked over curiously, his forehead was already dripping with a lot of sweat, raised his hand, and motioned for the other party to come over, and the gentle woman in simple clothes who was guarding next to him also stood up, held her husband's hand, and asked quietly, "Does your husband want to try a cold drink?" Just go with the concubine! ”

The woman smiled gently, and although her elegance was no longer there, she revealed the rest of her youth, and the loyalty that she did not turn away from in spite of her scarcity.

Negotiating with the vendor who sold cold drinks, and finally exchanged four copper plates for a large bowl, after all, the small bowl was too small, and three copper plates were not as good as five copper plates of cold drinks, and handed the cold ice cubes with ice cubes floating in front of the husband, and the woman smiled like a girl.

Feng Ziyue tried a few bites, left half of it, and put it on the table, "You quench your thirst too!" ”

The woman smiled gently, picked up the cold drink bowl, "The concubine thanked her husband!" ”