Chapter Twenty-Seven: Actually, I'm Your Ancestor!

The night was dark, the half moon had long been hanging in the sky, and everything seemed extremely calm.

But now the entire Chang'an City is afraid that few people are sleeping peacefully, and they are all overwhelmed by the hundreds of thousands of troops outside the city.

Today's Daming Palace was slaughtered by Bai Heng during the day, and there were many fewer people, and the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace turned pale when they saw Li Jie, all of them looked like little ghosts.

Li Jie smiled helplessly, although he brought this matter up by himself, it wouldn't work without Li Yi's nod, and he had obviously carried half of the black pot for his fifth brother.

The two walked side by side on the gravel road in the palace, stepping on the snow and making a "rustling" sound, without saying a word.

It wasn't until he entered the Qingsi Hall and was warmed up by the heat in the hall that Li Yi seemed to be relieved and pulled Li Jie to sit down together.

Looking at the curiosity on the other party's face, Li Jie groaned for a long time.

He had thought of several theories about how to explain that he suddenly had divine powers.

For example, the ancient people were extremely superstitious, as long as they said that they received the guidance and empowerment of the gods in their sleep, I am afraid that most of them would believe it, and they also had a certain divinity, which is an extremely reliable statement.

In addition, if you say that you are born with divine power, but you have been deliberately pretending to be weak, it seems that it is okay, but this can only deceive those outsiders.

It is not convincing for Li Yi and the people around him.

In addition, the pair of urn hammers that suddenly appeared did not make sense, after all, in addition to himself, there were four or five guards in the room who saw it.

Moreover, Ah Cai, the maid who was not qualified to enter the Taiji Palace, actually appeared outside the palace gate...

Li Yi was afraid that he had already inquired about it.

He pondered for a long time, and then he tried to calm down, and said in a tone of Cantonese and Henan: "Your Majesty, can you believe in the statement that the spirit is possessed?" ”

Li Yi's eyes widened, and he involuntarily stepped back.

Because at this time, Li Jie has completely lost the clear eyes he had before, and he looks a little old-fashioned.

And this accent has obviously become very different, let's say it's official dialect, and there is a kind of Luoyang dialect in it, which is very awkward.

But one thing he can be sure of is that this is definitely not the voice of his seventh brother!

"Applejack, don't joke with Fifth Brother, have you been hiding something from me?"

Li Jie shook his head,

"Your Majesty, do you know that Gaozu has a third son named Li Xuanba?"

Li Yi's expression was a little dazed.

With his cleverness, he immediately thought of who the so-called divine soul possession was attached to Li Jie's body!

At the same time, the content of the Li family tree was naturally reviewed in my mind.

Of course, there is a record of Li Xuanba, and it is clearer and more definite than what is recorded in the history books.

"The third son of Gaozu, whose real name is Xuan Hao, was first named King Yan, and then King Wei, with his arms over his knees, he has a strange appearance, he has great strength, more than a dozen people are invincible, and there are different people in the mountains who give iron hammers, each one hundred and twenty catties, if there is nothing to use it, Gaozu tastes praise for bravery, or can be able to rival the overlord, so he changed the name of Xuanba, and hid in the palace for the Sui Emperor. However, at the age of fifteen, because it cannot be traced..."

"It can't be,"

Li Yi did not believe in Buddhism, but advocated Taoism.

In Taoism, there is indeed a saying that the soul of the god leaves the body and soars into the universe.

But after all, it is recorded in Taoist literature, and no one can prove it.

At this time, a person suddenly told you that I was actually possessed by a spirit, and I was also your ancestor...

I'm afraid that few people will choose to believe it.

"What kind of demon is you, who actually used the art of disgust to make my brother, is it the yellow thief?"

Li Yi jumped up immediately, stretched out his hand and pulled out the horizontal knife placed on the desk, and looked at Li Jie with a wary face.

During the reign of Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty, Empress Wang was blamed for the violent death of Wu Zetian's daughter, but later escaped due to lack of evidence.

But Queen Wang held a grudge because of this, conspired with Concubine Xiao Shu to be a Taoist priest, and used the technique of disgust to cause Wu Zetian to die, and then the incident was exposed, and she was punished by a degraded Lingnan, and was finally killed by Wu Zetian with cruel revenge.

This paragraph is about to be interpreted by film and television dramas, but it is indeed a fact that has happened, but Queen Wang has become the victim.

At this point, the Li family hated the Taoist priests who used this technique, and it was included in the forbidden technique of the Tang Dynasty, but anyone who was caught would generally be burned alive.

Now he suspects that Li Jie has been hit by this technique, and he doesn't know what to do for a while, after all, this is his most trusted and close brother.

Li Jie also leaned on the soft backrest, took out the posture of the big leader of the unit, and smiled slightly,

"The art of disgust has existed since ancient times, and it has the art of harming others. But when did Your Majesty smell the infinite power and refresh? Still so loyal to Datang? ”

He held the teacup in his hand, making his hand warmer.

continued: "Whether this king is from the identity of Li Jie, or the identity of the third son of Gaozu, we are all a family, if you really want to deceive you, just say that you suddenly have such divine power in your sleep, or simply say that you met the ancestors in your dream to warn Datang that Datang was in trouble, and then passed on a divine power to save Datang in danger, can you believe it?" ”

Li Yi was silent.

The technique of disgust with victory is indeed as Li Jie said, it is a harmful technique, which is basically torturing people, and it is impossible to behave like Li Jie.

Moreover, until Li Jie changed his identity and talked to him, he could still feel a sense of intimacy from the other party, which was beyond doubt.

I have to say that Li Jie chose an extremely risky explanation.

Choosing to be instructed by the immortals, the divine power from heaven can explain everything better, but it involves the doctrine of the Mandate of Heaven, if Li Yu thinks that his status as the Son of Heaven is threatened, I am afraid that there will be a horizontal gap between him and this emperor, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

For Li Jie, the only son in the family, he still enjoys this kind of brotherly relationship and doesn't want to lose it.

But if you say that you are possessed by your ancestors and are a Wei Wang who has a very low sense of existence in history, this kind of thing will be solved.

After all, no ancestor would snatch the throne with his drooping grandson with his face, right?

And this is the easiest to be believed by this era, or by Li Yi.

Because Li Yi is a quirky person, he is full of curiosity about everything, and he also believes in Taoism.

Li Yi's vigilant eyes really dimmed, and he lowered his arm holding the horizontal knife, replaced by surprise and a hint of trepidation.

"You, you... Are you really Gaozu's third son, King Wei? I'm... Belch... The ancestor of the Tang Dynasty? But my brother Ajay, he? ”

He lined up the generations in his heart, he can't be called great-great-great-great-uncle, right?

And he was very worried that Li Jie would really be replaced by this old ancestor and disappear completely.

Looking at Li Yiba's appearance, Li Jie felt very interesting, so he nodded, and then his eyes sharpened, and he slammed the tea bowl in his hand on the desk.

"My Tang Dynasty from Taizu to Shizu to my father and second brother King Qin and many brothers, all of them are Wu Ke charging into battle, Wen Ke is a generation of stable country, how come it is so unbearable to wait for future generations, Wu can't get on the horse and carry a gun, Wen can't govern the world and the people, and I have to be controlled by eunuchs who have no leader, and I let a group of mud legs beat to Chang'an City, I am very disappointed!"

Li Yi's face was sprayed red, but there were too many complicated reasons for the weakening of the emperor's power at the end of the Tang Dynasty.

Although he mixed up a little, he was really helpless sometimes, and could only watch the local festival make it bigger, and the court was controlled by eunuchs.

How can this be explained?

Fortunately, Li Jie didn't want to embarrass him, and he did understand the reason, even more thoroughly than Li Yi.

He just wanted to hit this guy head-on, after all, apart from the identity of this old ancestor, how could anyone else dare to say such a thing in front of the emperor?

Not everyone is Wei Zheng...

Not every dynasty is like the Northern Song Dynasty, and the minister dares to spray saliva in front of today's son.

Just when Li Jie thought that he had fooled Li Yi, the latter suddenly raised the knife again!

"No, Grandpa Wei Wang died long before the founding of the Tang Dynasty, how did you know what happened?"