Chapter 43 Rejection Again

"The world is impermanent, time, fate, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Li Xian held the book in his hand. After a long silence, he suddenly raised his head and let out a long sigh. The feeling of emotion was not like a teenager, but he was like a weather-beaten old man. He saw that all the people who were waiting beside him were dumbfounded, but Li Xian himself was unconscious and blindly immersed in the reverie. Thinking about it - Although Li Xian is not very old on the surface, he is just a little boy in his early ten years old, but in fact, with the memory of three generations, there are not many events in the world that can shock him. Obviously, what is described in the book is exactly one of them.

The manuscript is just an ordinary manuscript. There are a lot of words written in it, but after deducting the nonsense such as red tape, the whole article actually only said one thing - Shangguan Yi's family is all dead! According to Jia Qu, the assassin of Liuzhou, the owner of the book, when Shangguan Yi's family was boating in Lishui, a flash flood broke out, the boat sank in the heart of the river, and the ship was all dead. The corpses went into the sea with the flood, and there was nowhere to be found.

For the death of Shangguan Yi, Li Xian actually had a hunch that he knew that he was very likely not to reach Aizhou, but he really got the news of his death. Li Xian still couldn't help sighing. Not only because of Shangguan Wan'er, but also because of his own fate - if he worked hard, the end will return to At the starting point, what's the meaning of everything? Is it difficult to drift with the tide? No, absolutely not! The suffering of his previous life, Li Xian, never wants to do this again!

Huh? No, it doesn't smell right here! After sighing silently for a while, Li Xian suddenly woke up and his heart moved. He had vaguely guessed what the prince's intention was to send this memorial - if Shangguan Yi's family really died from the flash flood, there was no need for the prince to send someone to send such a memorial at all. Obviously, I'm afraid that Shangguan Yi's death is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. Although Li Xian does not know how the prince knows the inside story, he does not dare to completely conclude that his speculation is the truth. But from a reasonable analysis, I'm afraid the fact is really the case. Of course, this is not the core intention of the prince to send this memorial. His hidden platform Nine out of ten words are just for Li Xian to make a statement.

"Ah, Xiao Wang lost his temper for a moment and asked the prince to laugh. Ha ha, the father-in-law has worked hard here. Gao Mio, go to the account and pay ten times. Thank you to the prince on behalf of me."

The prince's intention is understandable, but it is absolutely impossible for Li Xian to make a statement. Even in suppressing the inflated ambition of the Empress Dowager of Wu, the two sides have common interests and can occasionally cooperate. However, it is absolutely impossible for Li Xian to rely on the prince, just because Li Xian is very clear that the prince is definitely not the queen of Wu. The hand, also can never escape the poisonous hand of the Queen Wu. At this time, it is just a martyrdom. How can Li Xian do such a thing? Then his eyes turned around, smiled, and casually handed the fold back to Wang Dequan's hand. After ordering with a smile, he did not give Wang Dequan a chance to speak again. The men turned into the house.

"Your Highness..."

Although Wang Dequan did not understand the real intention of the prince asking him to send the book, he knew that he had to get the statement about the death of Shangguan Yi from Li Xian. Originally, he saw Li Xian sighed with emotion and thought that Li Xian should comment on this matter. He was excited, but he didn't expect that Li Xian would have no words. Seeing that Li Xian was about to leave, he couldn't help but be a little anxious. He opened his mouth and wanted to say hello. Unfortunately, Li Xian didn't pay attention to his call and went far away without looking back. Wang De was so anxious that his ears were red.

"Eunuch, please."

As soon as Gao Miao saw that Wang Dequan had the impulse to chase Li Xian, he could not let him succeed. He said "please", but his hand was horizontally to stop Wang Dequan's way. When Wang Dequan saw this, he could only stand on his feet with regret, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, stamped his feet hatefully, and eagerly watched Li Xian go far away...

In the Xiande Hall, Prince Li Hong is still sitting behind several sons. Although his face is as calm as before, his hand holding the pen has been frozen in the air for a long time, and he has never written on the book he has been approved. Obviously, Li Hong's mind is not on the book at all. His slightly frowning eyebrows and wandering eyes all show the depths of Li Hong's heart. Worry and anxiety, until a burst of footsteps remembered, Fang woke him up from the state of wandering. He raised his head and saw that Wang Dequan was back. A strange color flashed in Li Hong's eyes, but he reservedly resisted the impulse to ask questions. He just raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Wang Dequan to come closer.

"Your Highness, I have handed over the book to His Royal Highness the King of Zhou."

Wang Dequan couldn't guess the root of Li Hong's behavior, but he could feel that Li Hong attached great importance to this matter, and vaguely felt that he did not seem to have completed Li Hong's explanation. At this time, when he saw Li Hong staring at him, Wang Dequan couldn't help but panic, hurriedly saluted and reported in a low voice. His head was so deep that he didn't dare to look into Li Hong's eyes at all.

"Well, what did the lonely seventh brother say?"

Seeing Wang Dequan's look, Li Hong had guessed the result, and his face sank in an instant, but there was a trace of fluke in his heart, so he asked calmly.

"Your Highness, His Royal Highness the King of Zhou just said..."

Wang Dequan knew that he had not done it well, but in the face of Li Hong's questioning, he did not dare to make the slightest faults and honestly described the story in detail.

"Is the world impermanent? What a ermanent world!" Li Hong muttered, waved his hand, and retreated Wang De's full screen. He had no intention to pretend to correct the book. He put down the red pen in his hand, stood up, paced back and forth in front of the hall, and his eyebrows were deeply locked, but after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what Li Xian's inner thoughts were. He, how can he refuse his kindness again and again?

Say that Li Xian is stupid and can't see his good intentions? This is obviously unlikely. In the past, Li Hong might have thought so, but after experiencing the imperial edict case, Li Hong finally understood that his seventh brother is not as simple as it seems, but if Li Xian is ambitious, it is not very similar. After all, no aspiring prince will abandon literature and martial arts. In the play, even if you want to practice martial arts, you will never make such a big move like Li Xian. It is purely a game of self-exile. It is not an exapoena to say that he is looking for his own way to die. Originally, Li Hong thought that Li Xian was playing a trick of retreating as progress, but after months of observation, Li Hong was surprised to find that Li Xian was real. He just practiced martial arts with one mind. Unexpectedly, he didn't even enter the study once, and it didn't seem to be a fraud. It was involutable for Li Hong not to say anything.

Li Hong secretly instructed Yan Li to write to Gao Zong and send Li Xian to Beijing. His intention was originally just to see how the two brothers would react to this matter. In fact, he really didn't expect Yan Li to do something, but the fact was beyond Li Hong's expectation. Gao Zong was so accurate. Li Hong could see the strangeness here, but this matter also met Li Hong's needs. He was happy to see it. Unfortunately, the two younger brothers seemed to be very alert and did not get into the trap at all. The matter was so salty that it was revealed. Li Hong secretly shouted that it was a pity, and there was nothing. However, in his heart, he was suspicious of Li Xian - Li Hong suspected that the reason why Li Xian, who had a straightforward temperament, could escape this disaster was most likely the result of Li Xian's secret help.

In Li Hong's opinion, no matter how noisy Li Xian is on the surface, his talent is an indisputable fact. Because of this, Li Hong doesn't want Li Xian to completely turn to the ambitious Li Xian's side. Unfortunately, under repeated temptations, he was rejected by Li Xian, which made Li Hong upset and a little puzzled-- Li Hong asked himself that he had always been good to Li Xian, and there was no slightest neglect. Not only that, every time Li Xian made a mistake, Li Hong also took care of it a lot. Generally speaking, Li Xian should not have any resentment, but in fact, Li Xian actually turned to Li Xian, who had always treated him coldly. What's strange thing is Li Hong think about it. Transparent, in this way, the irritability can be said.

"Come on!"

After turning around the front for a few times, Li Hong suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows, and shouted loudly.

"The maidservant is here."

Wang Dequan was waiting at the door of the hall. Hearing Li Hong's call, he rushed into the hall and bowed to answer.

"Go, ask the king of Zhou to enter the palace and say that he has something important to negotiate with him."

After thinking about it, Li Hong still felt that he could not sit back and watch Li Xian fall to Li Xian. He planned to make another effort to see if it could be saved. He gritted his teeth and issued a summoning order.

"Ah, yes, I obey."

Wang Dequan just came back from the King of Zhou's Mansion. At this time, he was a little dumbfounded and his heart was full of questions. But when he saw that Li Hong's face was wrong, he did not dare to ask questions. He hurriedly bowed his promise, hurriedly withdrew from the hall, and rushed to the King's Mansion of Zhou without mentioning it.

"Seventh brother, seventh brother, don't let me down the painstaking efforts of loneliness, otherwise..."

After Wang Dequan left, Li Hong stood dull for a moment, bit his teeth, whispered to himself, and sat back behind him again...

"Ah owe, ah owe..."

There may be such a thing as telepathy in the world. Well, Li Hong is gritting his teeth. Li Xian, who had just finished washing, stepped out of the bathroom door with one foot. He sneezed a long string of sneezing one after another. At that moment, he bluffoed the maids who were waiting on the side in a hurry, complaining and booed. The cold and warm noise has become a piece of noise...