"This is not true, why? Who sues me! Li Kuan still couldn't believe it, he had known that Li Lizhen would marry Changsun Chong, but he didn't expect that this qiē would come so suddenly, which made him at a loss. He is now like a drowning man, but without a single straw, he can only let the raging tide drown him, and then there is no hope.

Since Chu Yucheng already knew about these things, this showed that Li Er and Empress Changsun had agreed, at least acquiesced. What does this make him do? Li Liqian's marriage to Changsun Chong has no good results, not to mention any close relatives marrying, just by virtue of Changsun Chong's virtue, which point is worthy of Li Liqian? Which point is worthy of your favorite girl? Wen Cheng Tian only knows how to take a group of Wenchen's children to pretend to be a romantic genius in Chang'an City, lingering among the hooks. Except for a good skin, there is no other advantage at all. Li Kuan felt angry and felt a nameless fire burning in his heart, what is this? I was fighting outside, but I didn't even know that Li Lizhen was about to be married to the eldest grandson Chong until she arrived at the doorstep!

"Lizhi, come here!" Li Kuan's face was cold, his sword eyebrows were upside down, and the words 'I'm angry now' seemed to be written on his face. Li Lizhi was scared for a while, she had never seen her second brother have such an expression, he would laugh no matter what before, and Li Lizhen, who had never felt her second brother's anger, was blindsided for a while.

"What, you really don't listen to the second brother?" The boredom in Li Kuan's chest is like a volcano that has been suppressed for thousands of years, about to erupt. There was an indissoluble sadness in his eyes, along the way

The cold wind blew through the cold streets. There is not the slightest trace. The main road of Chang'an City has a special department responsible for shoveling snow, so Zhuque Street has always been exposed with bluestone plates.

Li Kuan looked at Li Li's silent crying speechlessly, he didn't know whether to comfort or blame at this time, this girl, why didn't she say it earlier? It's all useless to be so silent!

"No, I'm going to see my father! Lizhi must not marry the eldest grandson Chong. Something will happen! Li Kuan said, ignoring Li Liqing, who was still crying silently. Quickly passed through the gap between the two rows of soldiers, and ran towards the imperial city.

"Second brother......" Li Lizhi's eyes were tearful, looking at the figure that was gradually moving away. He read a sentence in a low voice, wanting to keep up, but he touched Chu Yucheng's serious eyes. She had to stop, she knew that her father didn't want to see her now. Even if he used to say that he wanted the moon in the sky, he would help him find a way to pick it!

Does Li Li hate Li Er? Don't hate. She didn't resent her father at all for marrying her cousin, because she had seen too many princess marriages, some of them her aunts and some of her sisters. Their husbands were all founders, or their sons and nephews, who were either humble or unruly, but when they learned that they had become so-called captains. They were all depressed, and even drunk every day in the days that followed. It seems to marry a royal princess. What a catastrophe it is. This made Li Lizhen wonder, what will she be like in the future and who will she marry? Will the same be true of your future husband?

After learning that she was about to marry Changsun Chong, she was glad for a while, at least this person was familiar to herself, and it was good for her. Unlike the eldest sister of Xiangcheng, who married a person who has never been masked, and her husband is tyrannical, the eldest sister often returns to the palace and talks about her life after marriage, and she can't help crying bitterly not once or twice!

Not to mention how Li Lizhen thinks of her marriage, Li Kuan has already rushed into the imperial city angrily at this time, and the team of soldiers, seeing Li Kuan in armor, unconsciously got out of the way, and the prestige of His Royal Highness the King of Chu has been completely spread in the army in the past few months. Thousands of miles alone, the lone army went deep, wreaking havoc on the grassland for thousands of miles, interspersed with several back and forth. These deeds have been repeatedly mentioned in the war reports during this time. Moreover, high-ranking officials at various levels in the court and the central government have expressed their praise for these things, so Li Kuan, the king of Chu, has become a very representative meritorious figure.

But at this time, Li Kuan didn't care about the respectful gaze of those guards, he wanted to see Li Er as soon as possible to see his father, the emperor, for what he married to the eldest grandson Chong. Even kept it secret to the point that he had to hide it from him, which made Li Kuan very sad in his heart. Why? What is this qiē for?

Li strode in the direction of the Lizheng Palace, like a mad bull, and the deerskin boots under his feet stepped on the stone slab, making a thumping sound. Every step was as heavy as a mountain, and every step used up the strength of his whole body, and he knew that behind him, Li Lizhi was still staring at himself with her eyes, and he was still looking at his back with tears. He didn't dare to look back, because her tears would make him lose the courage to go to his father and ask him clearly, and her gaze would make him can't help but care for her, and he couldn't bear to leave for a while.

The Lizheng Hall is gradually approaching, it is still early, and before the court meeting, the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs has already stood in front of the Lizheng Hall in twos and threes, waiting for the emperor's summons. All of them are dressed in purple robes and scarlet robes, and all of them are official positions above the fifth grade. The most humble of these people is also a magistrate-level official at the local level, but at this time, he can only shrink in the corner, looking up at those higher-level officials who are talking in twos and threes with envy.

In the officialdom of Chang'an, the five-grade officials are already the lowest bottom of the food chain. Above them there are these countless big shots. Not to mention the emperor's relatives and relatives, let's talk about the noble family in the capital, which one of them can afford to provoke these little officials? Don't say anything about the strength order, that is when there is a disaster, so that you can be so unscrupulous. On weekdays, I still clamp my tail and be honest!

"Eldest grandson, congratulations!" Fang Xuanling stood at the head of Wenchen, only the eldest grandson Wuji was still in front of him, but Du Ruhui was sick in bed, coughing up blood in the middle of the day, and he didn't know when he would die. Although he was worried about his old friend, when he saw the eldest grandson Wuji with a beaming face in front of him, Fang Xuanling still congratulated him.

"Haha...... Thank you for your congratulations! I'm sure to have a drink! The eldest grandson Wuji's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he was already a little obese, and with his upturned mustache, it was really funny. But no one dared to say it, because who is he? He is the eldest grandson Wuji, the patriarch of the eldest grandson's family, and the elder brother of the current queen, the depth of the sainthood is incomparable, how can anyone be so bold to expose his ugliness?

"It's just, Keming is afraid! Alas! Fang Xuanling sighed and turned to look in the direction outside the palace.

"Jiren has his own nature! This world is so magnificent, how can Brother Keming be willing to leave! It's going to get better! The eldest grandson Wuji said comfortingly. He only went to Du Ruhui's house to see him yesterday, and he was already so thin that he was not in human shape, and he lay down in bed at the beginning of winter this year, until now. The condition is getting worse and worse, and the people sent out by Li Er to find the miracle doctor Sun Simiao have been in the air again and again, seeing that Du Ruhui is about to be unable to hold on, Li Er has a lot of gray hair for this, but he has nothing to find except for the news that Du Ruhui almost died several times.

At this moment, Fang Xuanling looked in the direction he was looking and stretched out his hand: "Look, who is that?" Why are you running so unbridled in the palace? ”

"Who dares to be so bold? Well? The eldest grandson Wuji also looked over.

At this time, the sky was bright, and they could see the figure running from afar, but the two of them had stayed up all night reading official documents under the candlelight for a long time, and their eyes had long been unable to see such a long distance. I could only vaguely see a rough idea, a man in armor, wearing a horizontal sword at his waist, was rampage towards the Lizheng Palace.

"Dare to walk with a sword in the palace, this person's identity is definitely not an ordinary person! But who will it be? Eldest Sun Wuji muttered, somehow, he had a bad feeling, the more he looked at this figure, the more familiar he became, it seemed that he had seen it somewhere, but it was far away, and he couldn't really see it for a while.

"Isn't that His Royal Highness the King of Chu?" Standing in a column of military generals beside the two of them, Qu Tutong said suddenly, these guys are in much better physical condition than those Wenchen, and they can eat and sleep one by one. I heard that a few days ago, a few old guys also went to Wanhualou together and tossed in it for a whole night.

I still remember when I heard about this, the eldest grandson Wuji and Fang Xuanling looked at each other in the official residence of Zhongshu Province, and they couldn't believe it, is this still the Tang Dynasty? A group of princes and princes actually met to go to the Qinglou together, which simply lost the face of the Tang Dynasty. Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng wanted to rush out at that time and go to the Qinglou to block these old people. As a result, he was stopped by the eldest grandson Wuji, everyone just treats these things as a joke and listens to them, if they really dig into it, then no one's face looks good. Who doesn't have two pieces of shit under their ass? Even Wei Zheng, the mirror of the ancient people, didn't dare to say such a thing, a large family opened their mouths, relying on the little money of the imperial court, it was not enough to drink the northwest wind.

It's far away, and now back in front of the Lizheng Palace, Qu Tutong broke the identity of the person who came, and the eldest grandson Wuji's face changed greatly: "It's not good, it's that kid who is back, isn't there still two days?" Prepare to let the Holy Lord marry today, and make a coffin a final, even if he comes back at that time, it will be useless, I didn't expect ......"

The eldest grandson Wuji said in a low voice, but he couldn't hide it from the people standing beside him, so he heard Qu Tutong say in a strange voice: "Why, if you want to cook raw rice and mature rice, the wood is already in the boat." Now the old man knows what it means to be a man, not as good as the sky! Ha ha...... Look at the face of the eldest grandson...... Haha......"

"You, you horseman, gloat! Isn't he just a kid, how can the old man be afraid of him? The eldest grandson Wuji flicked his sleeves and didn't say more, just blowing his mustache on the side, which seemed to be very angry. (To be continued......)