Chapter 342: Suffering
The incense curls and is blown by the river breeze.
Leaning on the soft couch and supporting his cheeks with his hands, Xu Yuan stared at the soft smile on Li Zhaoyuan's handsome face, slightly disappointed in his heart.
Although we all know who did some things, the results of admitting and not recognizing them are very different.
Evidence is a good thing.
Even if you know who did it, but without evidence, you just can't move him openly.
If you want to move, then you will also use private means.
In fact, before coming here, Xu Yuan still had a few expectations in his heart.
I expect Li Zhaoyuan to break through the defense, face the cooking fox and then do something radical.
But it's a pity that Li Zhaoyuan is more tolerant than he imagined.
"You can really bear it."
β.β
When the words fell, Li Zhaoyuan's eyes revealed just the right amount of doubt:
"Huh? What do you mean by that? β
Xu Yuan was also surprised by this, and laughed softly:
"Oh, it's nothing, once I was bitten by a snake, I was afraid of the well rope for ten years, and I was assassinated on this trip, which made me a little suspicious."
Li Zhaoyuan frowned slightly:
"Changtian, is this doubting this king?"
Hearing this, Xu Yuan did not hide it, and his words were very direct:
"I did have that suspicion before I came, but now."
Speaking of this, he suddenly smiled, smiled very brightly, and glanced at the porcelain pot with only soup and spices left:
β.. I don't have that doubt.
"After all, all individuals should not be able to speak to their lovers."
The corners of Li Zhaoyuan's lips were clear, and his soft and deep voice was low and magnetic:
"It turns out that Changtian you mean this, no wonder you say those words when this king is eating, but Changtian, there are some things that this king wants to remind you."
Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows, leaned in slightly, and laughed softly:
"Yuan, I would like to hear the teachings of the imperial brother."
"It's not a teaching, it's just a reminder."
Li Zhaoyuan casually put the napkin that wiped the corners of his mouth into the slag bucket, his eyes were soft, and his smile was warm:
"Since that person dares to assassinate you and Qingyan, he won't care about this, don't you think it's too naΓ―ve to retaliate with this means?"
Xu Yuan showed a trace of doubt, and sighed closer, and his voice was very soft:
"Murder, heart, how can you say naΓ―ve?"
Li Zhaoyuan chuckled lightly when he heard this, and his voice was calm and hearty:
"Changtian, this king has already said that the people who dare to assassinate you and Qingyan will not do this, they are no longer human, how can they talk about punishment?"
A touch of strangeness flashed in Xu Yuan's eyes, and the tip of his tongue gently licked the corner of his lips:
"What if you were me, brother?"
Li Zhaoyuan lowered his eyes and gently rubbed the jade wrench on his index finger:
"Kill the big demon, and have fun with the army and the people, not only do you expect the same effect, but also boost morale and reap fame and fortune."
β.β
The words fell silent, and the river breeze blew through his long hair tied up, and the glow between his ink pupils.
"Heheha"
A chuckle broke the silence.
Standing up on the table, Xu Yuan immediately patted the dust-free robe and bowed:
"Brother Huang, Changtian has been taught, Qingyan is still waiting for me tonight, so I won't bother here."
With that, he turned and walked towards the quaint wooden door of the attic.
The boots stepped on the ground, the steps were gentle, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly froze.
Xu Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly asked:
"Brother Huang, you. Why did you think about opening a house in Beijing in the first place? β
Under the Great Yan ancestral system, the prince can choose to establish a hidden residence in Beijing, or he can be directly sent by the feudal territory.
However, in the past five hundred years, there have been very few princes born to palace maids who dare to apply to open a mansion in Di'an City.
The reason is also very simple,
will die.
Summary of historical experience.
Not to mention the princes born by the queen of the world, compared to the princes born to those noble concubines Zhaoyi and Jieyu, the palace maids cannot bring any help to the prince, on the contrary, they are even dragged down.
As long as the prince of the palace maid opens the palace, he will be deposed within one to two years on average, and then he will be quietly killed after the new emperor ascends the throne.
If you don't fight or grab, you can seek peace and prosperity in your life.
β.β
The voice fell, and Li Zhaoyuan looked at the brocade-robed man standing at the door, and his voice was soft:
"Changtian, you are actually curious about this?"
Xu Yuan turned around and looked at the white-robed prince sitting by the window:
"It's just curious, if it's inconvenient."
"It doesn't matter."
Li Zhaoyuan chuckled:
"But do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, a little surprised that the other party would still joke, and then smiled:
"Naturally, it's true."
Li Zhaoyuan bowed slightly, and a touch of remembrance appeared between his indifferent and deep black pupils.
After a long pause, he chuckled lowly, with a rare hint of self-deprecation:
"Because. Ben doesn't want to be bullied by that crap. β
β.β
"Don't believe me?"
"What do you say?" Xu Yuanpi didn't smile.
"Although you don't believe it for a long time, this is the truth." Li Zhaoyuan's voice returned to its former flatness.
Xu Yuan shook his head and laughed softly:
"Your Royal Highness is the prince, it seems a bit hypocritical to say this."
Li Zhaoyuan's eyes stared at Xu Yuan very calmly, and his voice had a smile like nothing:
"Changtian, not all fathers are like Xu Gong, and not all families are like Xiangfu."
Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes:
"Could it be that there are still evil slaves in the palace who bully the master?"
Li Zhaoyuan didn't answer this question, and looked out the window with sideways eyes:
"You can ask Yunqing about these things."
Words fall,
The warm light of the fire lamp was imprinted on his handsome face, half bright, half shadowy.
Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes, groaned for a few breaths, chuckled, and waved his hand:
"Okay then, I believe the words of the imperial brother, take care."
Speaking of which,
Pushing the door directly, Li Zhaoyuan's faint voice came from behind him:
"You too, go back to Beijing and stay safe."
All is silent,
Even if there is no one, Li Zhaoyuan is still meticulous in his sitting posture.
He sat quietly, staring calmly at the white fox skin that had been left on the table.
[Li Zhaoyuan, I owe you a favor]
[What? Then why did you save me? γ
[This is your mercy, and it has nothing to do with this king? γ
[Your sanctimonious appearance is really annoying]
γ. γ
γ. γ
[The injury of this king is the greed of your human race]
[My injury is healed, I'm leaving, don't you have anything to say]
[You are a bastard as always, I will transform when I return to the ancient abyss on this trip]
[Narcissistic man, it's not because of you, I'm here to find that person for revenge]
γ. γ
γ. γ
[If I die on this trip, will you be sad]
There are no sighs, no complicated eyes, only calm like a quiet lake.
Li Zhaoyuan raised his eyes to look at the sky, slowly raised his hand, then shook it hard, and then chuckled.
The figure disappeared into the attic, and the wind gently fluttered the white fox's supple fur.
"I won't."
Walking out of the attic, Xu Yuan raised his eyes to look at the pitch-black sky and looked at the chaotic falling snow.
Standing for a few breaths, he walked away, and when he passed the door of the main room, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
A figure in a python robe walked out of it, raised his hand and said hello with a smile:
"Yo, it's over, so fast?"
"Yo, it's over, so soon?"
Xu Yuan also replied with a smile: "Why are you waiting for me here?" β
β.β
Li Yunqing ignored Xu Yuan's yellow tone, stepped into the snow with his negative hand, and glanced at the attic:
"How did you talk to the second brother?"
"Okay."
"Don't be so ambiguous, let's talk about the details."
"I asked him to eat your imperial sister-in-law."
β.β Li Yunqing.
After a moment of silence, Li Yunqing subconsciously glanced at the room behind him.
Xu Yuan glanced behind him, and saw a bewitching snow-white delicate body lying on the bed with his back to the door, his waist and hips were particularly attractive under the cover of the thin gauze quilt.
Retract your gaze and look at each other for a moment.
Xu Yuan glanced at the room again.
Li Yunqing closed the door without a trace:
"What do you mean by eating."
With that, he gestured to the door behind him.
Xu Yuan shook his head directly and made a gesture to eat.
The corners of Li Yunqing's mouth twitched slightly,
Thumbs up.
It's just that I don't know if it's for Xu Yuan in front of me or for Li Zhaoyuan in the attic.
Xu Yuan smiled slightly, and asked with a strange smile:
"He, Yunqing, since you don't plan to intervene, why are you asking about these things?"
Li Yunqing sorted out his mood, did not ask who the so-called "imperial sister-in-law" was, and complained in a low voice:
"I have to ask, in case your conflict intensifies, and the imperial brother is determined to do you, I have to give you a funeral."
"You're pretty straightforward." Xu Yuan chuckled: "Aren't you afraid of being listened to by your imperial brother?" β
Li Yunqing spread his hands and said very shamefully:
"I didn't say anything big, it didn't involve a matter of principle, so it doesn't hurt to sound like this."
Xu Yuan is meaningful:
"You actually know that he can eavesdrop, so you rejected me because you were afraid of being listened to by your imperial brother?"
β.β
Li Yunqing secretly cursed a bastard thing in his heart, and said in a low voice:
"I warn you, don't sow discord, I'm single-minded about my eldest brother."
"Boring, gone."
Xu Yuan patted him on the shoulder and prepared to leave.
Syllable.
Li Yunqing grabbed Xu Yuan's wrist.
Xu Yuan looked back.
Li Yunqing squeezed out a smile on his face:
"Brother, if you want to go back to Beijing, do you want to take me with you?"
Xu Yuan's eyes were strange.
Li Yunqing smacked his lips, glanced at the attic, and whispered:
"The northern border is going to be chaotic, and now my father is undecided, as the eldest brother's right-hand man, if I am assassinated, it is unlikely that I will be investigated."
Xu Yuan chuckled:
"With such a big chamber of commerce in your hands, you can't even have a strong person, right?"
Li Yunqing sighed lightly:
"I manage the Royal Chamber of Commerce, and if I dare to get involved in the army, I don't want my head? Don't talk about my imperial brother, my father may not be able to tolerate me. β
Xu Yuan's eyes picked.
The emperor and his father are worthy of being comrades who have walked together for most of their lives, and their power structures are so similar.
Hua Hong's old man needs manpower, and he usually has to spend money to hire Tian'an Martial Arts Hall or the Black Scale Army.
Thinking of this, Xu Yuan touched his chin and stared at the junior in front of him:
"Then you are looking for your eldest brother, Li Yucheng is the crown prince, there should be a lot of strong people around him, wouldn't it be good for him to send someone to pick you up?"
If the prince can protect Li Yunqing, he will inevitably protect it.
Such a loyal and dedicated royal brother will leave it alone, one will lose an arm, and the other will make people very chilled.
Now Li Yunqing's cultivation is half a pound and eight taels with him.
A four-grade melts into a five-grade condensed soul.
In the case of the assassination of a high-level cultivator, Xu Yuan may not be, after all, he has an old sister with him, and Li Yunqing is basically impossible to live.
If the strong man is with him, it is not necessarily, even if he is assassinated in the end, the strong man who accompanied him can at least see some clues and evidence from the assassin's skills and combat skills, so as to settle accounts after the autumn.
Li Yunqing showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and sighed:
"Isn't this because my royal brother said that he can't spare manpower now."
"Can't spare manpower?"
Xu Yuan's eyes were a little strange, and he reacted immediately, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile:
"That's what your father won't let you?"
β.β
Li Yunqing didn't dare to answer Xu Yuan's words,
He knew very well what he could say and what he couldn't.
Sometimes he feels that he is really pathetic, and in order to save his life, he actually has to ask outsiders for help.
Facing Li Yunqing's stunned gaze, Xu Yuan did not immediately answer the other party's request.
Although the ancestral system of the prince was able to compete for the election of the best emperor, it was also bound to be turbulent when the power of the old and new emperors was handed over.
Li Yaoxuan's time is short, and when he is dying, he will inevitably pave the way for the new emperor, and this road will inevitably be full of blood.
It is not clear whether the prince will be restrained Xu Yuan, but according to common sense, it should not, and Li Zhaoyuan should not.
He likes Li Yunqing's character very much, but the problem is that if he dies, it seems that the interests of the Prime Minister will be greater.
The more turbulent the transfer of power to the royal family, the more things the prime minister can operate.
While thinking about it, Xu Yuan looked at the face in front of him that looked a little similar to Li Qingyan, and sighed:
"Junqing"
"I'm here." Li Yunqing replied immediately.
"I'll take you with me before I go."
Li Yunqing's face was overjoyed: "How much silver?" β
β.β Xu Yuan.
With a wave of his robe, Xu Yuan said with a low smile:
"If you don't need money, you should owe me a favor."
Li Yunqing's expression was strange, and his eyes were scrutinizing.
This kid. Transgendered?
Hiss. It can't be bigger, right?
Xu Yuan noticed the other party's gaze and grinned:
"I have to do things with money, and I may not be able to go back alive, let alone you."
Li Yunqing's heart sank, glanced at the attic, and whispered:
"Talks collapsed? With my second brother's character, I shouldn't be able to resist eating an imperial sister-in-law."
"Who knows? Anyway, before leaving, he said that Dijing Lu Yao told me to be careful. β
β.β Li Yunqing smashed his mouth.
Xu Yuan spread his hands, suddenly remembered Li Zhaoyuan's words, and asked softly:
"By the way, there will be evil slaves in your royal harem?"
"Huh?"
Li Yunqing was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes hesitated slightly: "It can't be that my second brother told you something, right?" β
Xu Yuan didn't answer, just looked at him.
Li Yunqing smacked his lips and raised his eyes to reveal a trace of reminiscence:
"I'm the third child of the queen mother, and I haven't been bullied, but the second brother should have been very bitter when he was a child."
Xu Yuan's expression was strange:
"The Prince. Will it be bitter too? β
"You don't think so?"
Li Yunqing stared at Xu Yuan with a smile:
"The battle of the harem is not easier than that above the court.
"Changtian, most of the king's brothers and sisters were stillborn before they were born, and many died when they were children, and there are thirteen of them whose names this king knows."
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