"Your beautiful wife was snatched away by Gao Jianwen, but she already has your child, and this child will definitely grow up."

Li Hui sighed, "You have to take care of your injuries, one day, you will go to Goryeo to find Gao Jianwen and Gao Jianwu, kill them, and take revenge!" ”

Gai Suwen looked at Li Hui's sincere eyes, and his face showed a fanatical hatred.

It is impossible for ordinary people to be fooled so directly, let alone someone like Gai Suwen.

But on the contrary, Gai Suwen's brain is not good now, and after being injured, his brain has formed a protection for his memory.

At this time, Li Hui was his lifesaver again, helping him say goodbye to the existence of disability, and he would believe whatever such a person said.

Gai Suwen nodded vigorously, "Benefactor, don't worry, I will definitely take care of my injuries." ”

"Well, that's right, I didn't want to tell you about my background before, mainly because I was worried that you would die with injuries."

"Your wife is still alive, you have to be a hero, destroy Goryeo, and bring back your wife!"

It is much better to plant a seed of hatred in Gai Suwen's mind now than to tell him that you are the general of Goryeo and that we will live in peace in the future.

What's more, this seed of hatred is not facing the Tang Dynasty, but the place in Goryeo.

People like Li Er will definitely go to Goryeo, without him, it is for the corpses left by those people in the former Sui Dynasty in Dawang City.

Before we do that, let's make a mess of those places.

Coming out of Gai Suwen, Li Hui sighed.

Gai Suwen is a fierce man, I am afraid that he will not share the sky with the Goryeo Dynasty in the future, but it is a pity that such a fierce man is actually not a big traitor, but nothing more than his own master.

When Heiwa brought her sister to visit Gai Suwen, she saw that Gai Suwen was wrapped in a thick bandage, and thought that she had been abused.

When I asked, I found out that it was the Hou Ye of the Tang Dynasty who personally treated the injury, otherwise the pain would be disabled for life in the future.

Heiwa and her sister work in the printing workshop, and Chen personally arranged, the two are the kind of diligent people, and their down-to-earth work attitude has also been recognized by many old craftsmen.

After a few hurried words with Gai Suwen in the Hou Mansion, they were sent away by He Chen's carriage.

When He Chen came today, the spring breeze was full of faces, "Haha, Li Hui, guess what I did." ”

Li Hui didn't look up, "You did something that made Your Majesty furious, and you spread rumors in the newspaper again." ”

He Chen smiled faintly, with a sly look on his face.

"I heard an old man say that recently in Chang'an, someone has been doing something."

Li Hui frowned, "This matter is chasing the wind and shadows, don't talk nonsense." ”

"Hehe, actually, I put it in the story column, the old man said, today there is a merchant from the Western Regions transporting a kind of ink, the smell is strong, once he accidentally saw the ink spilled on the ground, although it is just a loss, but as long as it is touched with fire, it is immediately difficult to extinguish, and it burned for a day."

Li Hui stood up and washed his hands, "These things you said really exist in this world, at least in the depths of the Tang Dynasty, and of course in some places in the Western Regions." ”

Isn't this just oil?

There are many oil fields in the territory of the Chinese nation, from south to north, if you insist on exploiting, then China is definitely a big oil country.

But Datang has no ability to open up, and even if it can, it can only dig out some of the ones that spew out on the surface

Chen Wenwu and Chen Xixiang happened to pass by, and when they heard the conversation between Li Hui and Chen, their expressions tightened in an instant.

"Master Hou, are you talking about a kind of ink?"

He Chen nodded, "Yes, how do you know?" ”

Chen Wenwu is an old man, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, "What did the old man say?" He Chen smiled, "The old man took ten taels of silver from me, so he naturally knows what he says, where the other party lives, and what is on the car, all of which are clear." ”

"This old man is their neighbor, and he is also the owner of the yard where those people live, so he naturally knows it well."

Chen Wenwu has been handling cases for more than ten years, and he always feels that something is wrong.

If that thing is ink from the Western Regions, then it must be opened and used as soon as possible, how can it be leaked?

That ink is really worth a thousand gold, it's hard to find, and it's still sprinkled on the ground, igniting a fire?

"Master Hou, I saw this thing at the gate of the city when I came to Lantian, and the Turkic merchants and the soldiers guarding the city have been entangled for a long time."

Li Hui's expression was grim, "Zhang Zhongjian, Zhu Yeqing!" ”

"In!"

"Now, according to the place described by He Chen, go to Chang'an and see what those people are doing

Hm. ”

Li Hui was a little suspicious that this thing was used to set fire.

Li Er blatantly lit the lamp, which may have attracted the attention of some people.

How does Li Er know what peace is now, it seems that the Tang Dynasty is calm, but in fact, there are still many forces waiting.

Li Jiancheng's remnants have not been cleaned up at least so far.

Feng Ang in the south is also watching.

Wang Junkuo and others led the soldiers, guarded some border cities, and were also waiting, if Li Er was a Ming Jun, they would definitely be the first to submit to it, but if Li Er couldn't do it, they would definitely become a family of their own, and then Taoguang would be obscure and ready to fight.

In this era when information is spread relatively slowly, if it weren't for knowing in advance that Li Er in Chang'an personally presided over the lighting of the lamp, how could those people have the opportunity to transport this thing into the city?

It was normal for ancient people to use oil as ink, after all, no one knew how to use this thing, and it was similar to the color of ink, so it was naturally used to make ink.

If someone puts oil at the Lantern Festival, Chang'an will be completely finished.

Although he said that he was far away in Lantian, Chang'an was also a part of the Chinese nation after all, and Li Hui was looking forward to a peaceful and prosperous era in his heart, rather than the so-called fragmented war.

"Chen Wenwu, follow Zhang Zhongjian and Zhu Yeqing over together, and let Mr. Qi Ping send someone to help you."

"Yes!"

Chen Xixiang frowned, "Master Hou, I think we were negligent, when we went out of the city, we clearly saw a large cart of ink from the Western Regions. ”

"It's okay, it's still too late."

Li Hui is not the kind of person who has no sense of proportion, and he has no right to speak without investigation, maybe these are just fabrications?

In Chang'an, a story began to spread in the newspapers, and this story was about a mysterious black water from the wasteland of the Western Regions, which could catch fire and endure for a long time.

In Chang'an today, the story of Journey to the West is still popular, but many people are still full of interest in this black water that can catch fire.

After Li Er got today's newspaper, he was also amazed.

"Hehe, Guanyin, this Hechen has now begun to record things in the Western Regions, and it seems that this newspaper is indeed useful."

"Your Majesty, is this true?"

Li Er shook his head, "It's half-true, this burning black water may be real, but there is this thing in Chang'an, it may be fake." ”