The officials withdrew from the palace one after another, and the grandmasters also left, and now Chang'an City is fine, and they are naturally going to Xuzhou City.

Mr. Chen stayed in the palace, thinking that he should have something to tell Emperor Tang.

Li Anzhi also stayed there.

Emperor Tang had no intention of interfering in state affairs, and it could be seen that he really planned to hand over the entire country to Li Xianyi to deal with.

Li Xiu looked back one last time before leaving the palace, and Emperor Tang bent down and picked up Li Wenxuan and walked towards the deep palace, both of them were barefoot and had their hair scattered.

The Tang Emperor had a deep influence on Li Wenxuan.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that today's Li Wenxuan was created.

People left the palace, the news naturally spread outside the palace, there were countless drunken people on the streets, and there were countless people celebrating wildly, and the scholars worked hard to write one after another good works that were enough to pass on to the world, and they did not skimp on their talents.

Then we wept bitterly.

Li Xianyi drew up several holy decrees in the East Palace, and the Five Realms Grandmaster held the herald everywhere, and in three days at most, Cui Yasi would move, and within ten days the vanguard reinforcements could rush to Xuzhou City.

As soon as Li Xian leaned back in the chair, the whole person looked a little tired and haggard.

Since Li Laizhi's death, almost 20 years have passed since the Tang Emperor's retreat.

He and Li Xiu were the same age, twenty-four years old.

In the past twenty years, he has never seen Emperor Tang, and even like Li Xiu, the face in his memory has gradually become blurred.

"What is the prince thinking?"

Chen Yanyan had already returned to the East Palace, and when he saw the prince leaning back on the chair and staring intently, he opened his mouth to ask.

Li Xianyi was silent for a while, watching Yang Feihong and Yan Hui leave one after another with the holy decree in hand, and said softly: "It's a good thing that my father is out of the customs, all these years I have always wondered what he will look like when he goes out, whether he has set foot in the Six Realms, or has a way to destroy the northern and southern snow fields." ”

His voice paused, and Chen Yanyan didn't interject, he knew that the prince's words were not finished.

It was snowing outside the window, and the people in Chang'an City had never seen snow since they were blocked by the large array of city protectors.

In fact, carefully calculate the days, and it is only less than a month before the end of Chinese New Year's Eve.

This should be the second most unsatisfactory New Year for the Tang people since the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

The snowflakes fall on the branches of the trees in the courtyard, and the leaves of the trees in winter have fallen cleanly, and the remaining dry branches do not look as beautiful as in spring and summer, but if you look at it from the perspective of gloom, the dead trees in the courtyard do have a different taste.

The sharp branches pierced the snow, and Li Xianyi continued: "It wasn't until he came out from behind the smoke and dust of the Fengyi Hall that he saw the dragon robe and the long hair like Wen Xuan, that I knew that it was my father. ”

He turned his face sideways, and there seemed to be no distance between his gazes, with a faint emptiness.

Chen Yanyan stepped forward and poured him a cup of tea, and then sat quietly on the side, just like the national teacher back then, listening quietly all the time.

"He didn't even speak to me. ”

Li Xianyi was silent for a long time, and then asked, "What kind of person do you think I am in the eyes of my father?"

Chen Yanyan did not continue to be silent this time, he looked at the crown prince and said seriously: "Your Majesty passed on the throne to you, which proves that he always trusts you the most." ”

Li Xian smiled and said, "I'm not Li Wenxuan, so it doesn't matter to me how he thinks of me. ”

Chen Yanyan frowned.

Ding Yi and Ying Zi'an, who had just been pushed into the hall by Yang Xueping, also frowned slightly.

That doesn't sound good.

Li Xianyi didn't care what they thought, and said his own words to himself: "Actually, I don't really want to sit on the throne, it's just that there are too many people standing behind me, so I have to do it, especially after the death of the national teacher." ”

His gaze was still so empty and unfocused, recalling the past.

"The National Teacher wants me to sit in that seat, then I must sit in that seat, in many cases the motivation for our efforts is not because of ourselves, but because of the people around us, to be honest, if you do it according to my temperament, I just want to do the same thing as Uncle Jin. ”

"In fact, compared with his father, the national teacher is more like a father. ”

"The snow outside the door is so beautiful, but unfortunately there is no sun. ”

He reclined in his chair, nagging about something that he didn't have.

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, and Chen Yanyan hurriedly stood up from his seat and bowed.

Ying Zi'an, Yang Xueping and Xu Ziji all bowed and saluted, with respect on their faces.

Even Ding Yi, who was in a wheelchair, owed her body.

It was Tang Huang who walked in.

Chen Yanyan lowered his head, his gaze shrunk into a little in the invisible place, with the cultivation of the Tang Emperor, what Li Xianyi said just now must have been heard clearly.

Emperor Tang walked into the palace, Li Xianyi's blank gaze regained some of his brilliance, he didn't get up, and he didn't even look back.

There was silence in the hall.

Li Xianyi raised his hand, and Xu Ziji on the side looked up at the indifferent Tang Emperor, then walked to the table and picked up a holy decree and handed over a pen.

As soon as Li Xian took a pen and wrote something on the paper, Xu Ziji's face in front of him changed slightly.

"Send this holy decree to Lingyan Pavilion. ”

When the words fell, Chen Yanyan and the others below all raised their heads, and their brows furrowed even deeper.

Xu Ziji looked at Li Xianyi, at this moment, he couldn't see through what kind of thoughts were hidden under that calm face.

Raising his hand to take the holy decree, he turned around and saluted Emperor Tang, and then walked out of the East Palace and rushed towards Lingyan Pavilion.

The Tang Emperor has already been out of the customs, and it stands to reason that the prince's status as a prisoner will naturally be canceled, and he has no qualifications to promulgate decrees, and naturally he has no qualifications to decree Lingyan Pavilion.

But the Tang Emperor never spoke, and in the nearly twenty years of retreat, the current crown prince's wings have long been full, and even the National Teacher's Mansion, which has always been independent, is the most staunch supporter of the prince.

Xu Ziji left the East Palace.

Chen Yanyan and Ding Yi looked at each other and pushed him out.

Ying Zi'an glanced at Emperor Tang, then at the prince with a calm face, and walked out with Yang Xueping.

There were only two people left in the huge palace.

The Tang Emperor and the Crown Prince.

It wasn't cold in the East Palace, but it was a little dark, the red candles in the corners and on the sides of the walls began to flicker again, and there were stacks of books on the table, and half-ground inkstones.

The crown prince turned his back to the Tang Emperor, the snowflakes outside the window seemed to be much smaller, not as huge as before, a layer of frost formed on the dry branches, but the flowers placed under the eaves around them were blooming luxuriantly.

His eyes were slightly red.

Tang Huang was still standing behind him.

The two men stood so quietly, neither of them spoke.