Xingqing Palace, Dragon Pond, Agarwood Pavilion.

When Li Longji stood on the shore of the lake today, looking at the sparkling water, his anger did not subside.

In the distance, two little eunuchs who had just made a mistake were being tortured, and they did not dare to scream, but could only hear the sound of the cane falling on their backs. The sound fell on the ears of the Son of Heaven, which made him a little more annoyed.

Yang Guifei has been out of the palace for a few days, and there has been no news. In the past few days, the Son of Heaven has lived like a year, and without the company of a beauty, he feels as if time has stood still, especially at night. Every time he woke up at night and looked at the empty brocade quilt around him, he felt that he had been abandoned by the whole world.

This feeling made him very bored, and his temper became irritable, and the people around him didn't even dare to walk loudly, for fear of angering him, and the people standing next to him didn't even dare to gasp.

This made his surroundings even more lonely, as if there was no one in the world except for himself, and the huge Xingqing Palace was as deserted as the wilderness.

Am I not in the underworld? The Son of Heaven looked at the palace hidden in the shade of the trees opposite the Dragon Pond, and frowned slightly.

There is the courtyard where the prince lives, and there are still lights, so I don't know if the prince is studying or meditating.

Thinking of the crown prince, the Son of Heaven was in a worse mood.

The prince didn't talk much, and he never disobeyed his will, and was very deferential. But he always felt that behind this deference there was an unspeakable resentment. The longevity of his father was a hopeless wait for the crown prince. Next year, he will be forty years old, and he has been the crown prince for thirteen years, and he has no hope of succeeding to the throne.

He must have wished I had died sooner. He didn't say it, but he must have thought so in his heart.

"What is the prince doing?" The Son of Heaven asked suddenly, his tone was light and a little cold.

"Prince...... Let's read a book. The eunuch Yuan Siyi hurriedly replied: "Every day at this time, the prince is studying. ”

"What books to read?"

"The Journey of Zhongtianzhu Kingdom."

"What is he reading this book for?" The Son of Heaven said angrily: "I don't deal with so many political affairs, but I read these books that don't matter." ”

Yuan Siyi was silent, and a look of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes. He has a deep relationship with Li Linfu, and knows that the crown prince will definitely not let go of Li Linfu when he ascends the throne, and he will not let him go. Of course, he also knew what the Son of Heaven was thinking. Although the Son of Heaven has never said that the crown prince is not—accusations like today's are already heavy—the Son of Heaven's suspicion of the prince is perhaps the deepest.

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became, so he turned around and walked along the path by the pool to the courtyard, and walked straight into the palace where the prince lived. Seeing the Son of Heaven coming, the guards guarding the gate did not dare to stop him, and Li Fuguo didn't have time to remind the prince, so the Son of Heaven walked straight behind the prince.

The prince lay motionless on the desk, with a few books and a map spread out in front of him. The Son of Heaven leaned over to take a look and couldn't help frowning. He hadn't seen a map like this.

"Uh-huh!" The Son of Heaven coughed. When the prince heard this, he looked back and immediately turned over and bowed down: "The son doesn't know that his father is coming, so please ask my father to surrender." ”

"Forget it, what kind of map is this?"

"Map of Tibet." The prince hurriedly gave up his position, asked the Son of Heaven to sit down, sat down opposite, and thoughtfully blocked the lamp with his hands. He knew that the Son of Heaven was old, his eyes were not very good, and he was a little crying when he saw the light, so every time the father and son faced each other, he blocked the light with his hand.

"What do you think of the map of Tibet?" The Son of Heaven became curious for a moment. Tubo has always been a problem for Datang, but Datang knows very little about Tubo, and the snowy plateau seems to be in the clouds, and it has never been able to figure it out. Where did the prince's map come from?

The prince said respectfully: "Li Mi heard about it from a young man. ”

"Li Mi?" The Son of Heaven still remembered this prodigy, and couldn't help laughing: "He's back?" Where did he go this time? ”

"I heard that I went to Songshan, and then I went to Nanyue." The crown prince roughly said Li Mi's report: "When he came back, he once came to Xingqing Palace to ask for a meeting, and his father went to Furong Garden at that time. He left a recital, and his father ......"

The Son of Heaven coughed in embarrassment. He has been in a bad mood for the past two days, where can he take care of Li Yu's recital. However, he was quite interested in the young man Li Mi had met. At a young age, he not only has a good martial arts, but also has such a deep understanding of Tubo, a rare talent.

There is no shortage of famous generals in Datang, but Datang lacks famous generals who understand Tibet. In several confrontations with Tubo, Datang did not take any advantage. Last year, Geshuhan commanded the three towns of Longyou, Hexi, and Shuofang, with a total of more than 60,000 people, and stormed Shibao City, which was only guarded by 400 people, and paid a heavy price of more than 10,000 casualties to achieve victory. And Shibao City is still in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and it has not penetrated into Tibet at all.

The appearance of this young man is very coincidental, could it be that God gave me the opportunity to set foot in Tibet?

After more than ten years of conquest, the Tang Dynasty is now in its prime, the Western Regions are stable, and the rampant Tuqi Shi has disappeared. Not only did the Tibetans often harass Jiannan and Longyou, but they were also too close to Chang'an, and once the defense was lax, the Tibetans could kill Gyeonggi. This is undoubtedly a sharp sword hanging over his head, and the Son of Heaven has wanted to get rid of this sword for a long time.

"Where is this boy now?"

"This ......" the prince smiled embarrassedly: "Erchen doesn't know, Erchen will send someone to ask tomorrow." ”

"Where's Li Mi?"

"I guess I'm at home."

The Son of Heaven did not say anything more. He knew very well that there were no special circumstances, and the crown prince did not see the foreign ministers. This is his prudence, and this is where his caution lies.

Around the map of Tibet, the father and son rarely had a common language and chatted for a while. Just as they were having a good conversation, Colliers suddenly hurried in, holding a dirty child in his hand.

As soon as he saw Gao Lishi, the prince quickly got up and saluted respectfully. Colliers returned the salute and pushed the child in front of the Son of Heaven.

"Father, the emperor......" The insect mother knelt down in front of the Son of Heaven and cried loudly, and her little face soon cried. The Son of Heaven was stunned for a long time, and then he remembered that this child was his youngest daughter, Worm Niang, and was suddenly taken aback: "Worm Niang, shouldn't you be in the ...... Qinrenfang? ”

……

Wei Yingwu swaggered into Wan'an Temple, glanced at Wang Zhu's unsightly head, and then at Wang Zhun, who was shrunk in the corner of the wall, trembling, and gave Li Zaixing a thumbs up.

"Brother Li, you are ruthless enough!"

Seeing Wei Yingwu come in, Li Zaixing was not surprised at all. Wei Yingwu has been in the Yang family for the past two days, of course he knows everything. What Wei Yingwu wanted to do, he could roughly guess. At this moment, seeing Wei Yingwu walking in with a savior appearance, he could also understand and welcome him from the bottom of his heart.

This means that his chances of winning are one more percent. With the participation of Wei Yingwu, a disciple of the Wei family, I believe that Li Mi will not dare to save him, otherwise the prince will definitely not be able to clear his suspicion.

Li Zaixing shook his head and sighed: "San Lang, don't laugh at me, I watched this guy bully the princess, and I was indignant for a while, so I made a big mistake." ”

Wei Yingwu smiled and exchanged a look with Li Zaixing that I understand. He put his arm around Li Zaixing's shoulders and walked aside, and whispered, "I knew you were going to use me, but I didn't expect you to be so bold and actually kill Wang Jiao." That's a lot of a burden. ”

"Since San Lang is here, it means that this burden is not heavy enough." Li Zaixing smiled: "At least you can still provoke it." ”

"Of course." Wei Yingwu said calmly: "I won't tell you, Wang Ji won't die, I don't dare to come." If you're dead, I'm not afraid. ”

"So I helped Saburo kill him." Li Zaixing glanced at Wang Zhun who was shrinking in the corner: "This ...... Do you do it yourself, or do I do it for you? ”

Wei Yingwu was stunned for a moment, and blinked his eyes: "Still want to kill?" Wang Ji is dead, this goods is a waste, there is no threat. ”

"Of course you want to kill. Haven't you heard of San Lang, cutting grass does not remove roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. "Li Zaixing said it rightly, of course, but his eyes were a little gloomy." This is not a good bird, of course, it must be removed as well. The reason why he has been kept until now is just because he doesn't want to rob Saburo's interest. If Saburo is scared, I don't mind killing a few more. ”

The corners of Wei Yingwu's eyes twitched, and his eyes became fierce: "You want to drag me into the water?" ”

"You can't say that." Li Zaixing shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "I didn't invite you to come, you took the initiative to come to the door." If you're scared, it's too late for you to quit now. There's still fun in the future, so I'm not looking for you. ”

Li Zaixing looked at Wei Yingwu with a smile, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a cynical smile. There is both a bit of smugness and a bit of banter.

Leaving Wang Zhun to Wei Yingwu to kill, so that Wei Yingwu can truly become an ally, this is a move he prepared in advance. Let Wei Yingwu accept the name, not only to cut off Wei Yingwu's back road, but also to see Wei Yingwu's guts. If he is just a bully like Wang Zhun, then the relationship between him and Wei Yingwu can only end here, and cannot be further developed.

You don't need many helpers, but you must be refined to do great things.

Wei Yingwu regretted it, he didn't dare to refuse easily, for fear that if he didn't say a word, Li Zaixing would turn his face and kill him. Outside of this, he faintly had an inexplicable excitement. He rolled his eyes and pointed at Li Zaixing, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything.

He walked up to Wang Zhun, squatted down, pulled out his dagger, and rubbed the sharp blade: "Thirteen Lang, don't blame me, I can't help it, who let me step into the pit." If I don't kill you, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out alive. ”

Wang Zhun was already scared silly. With the killing of Daddy Wang Jie, all his self-confidence collapsed. Li Zaixing dared to kill his father, what is he worth, Wei Yingwu is much more arrogant than Li Zaixing, killing him is like killing a chicken.

"Don't ...... Don't ......" Wang Zhun said incoherently: "I...... I throw in the towel......"

A stench overflowed, and Wang Zhun was frightened.

"It's too late." Wei Yingwu covered his nose with one hand, rested the dagger next to Wang Zhun's neck with the other, sighed, and swiped hard