Chapter 302 Persuasion to Enter the Storm

Li Xian has always known everyone's loyalty. No matter what the purpose comes from, the support heart is generally good. Even if there is a dragon's idea, the original intention is that Li Xian can go to a higher level, but good intentions do not mean doing good things. Since ancient times, there have been many examples of good intentions doing bad things. This Obviously, it will be the same for a while. The problem is that it is not easy for Li Xian to point out where everyone is wrong. After all, the involvement of the inside story is too big. In case the news leaks out, the fun will not be small. Why don't you give a reasonable explanation? Obviously, it is difficult to suppress the hearts of everyone. Of course, force yourself to suppress yourself. What's more, it's not a good choice. In addition to hurting everyone's hearts, such rude actions don't see much effect. In case everyone comes first and then, the consequences are also not very good.

What should I do? Cold salad, a living person can really be suffothed to death by urine! After all, Li Xian was not an ordinary person. When everyone was aiming at Di Renjie, he thought about it quickly and made a decision. Then he pressed his hand and motioned everyone to sit down. He raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "All the people are full of learning. They should have heard the idiom 'Pull the seedlings to promote'. Don't tell you the truth. Ladies and gentlemen, the position of the East Palace is determined to be taken, but it is not now!"

"Your Highness, please forgive me for not agreeing with you. Today is the best time. It can't be missed. The king of Lu seems to be talented, but he is actually incompetent. However, he is strong and healthy, but he is not comparable to the former prince. If your Highness wants to wait, I'm afraid that he doesn't know when to go. The last general will think that it's time to make progress, and His Highness must not slack off. Go." Xiao Qian was impatient. As soon as he heard Li Xian's words, he was suddenly anxious. He suddenly got up and objected loudly regardless.

"Your Highness, don't you hear that you are sailing against the current? If you don't advance, you will retreat. At this time, it is difficult to have another good opportunity. Please think twice."

Luo Binwang also did not agree with Li Xian's concession idea. When Xiao Qian's voice fell, he did not wait for Li Xian to explain, and then he made a statement.

"Your Highness, don't miss the opportunity. The time will not come again. Please make a decision as soon as possible, and wait to follow your Highness to the death!"

Although Lin Mingdu was cautious, he also refused to give in a little concession at this critical juncture. He arched his hand and then added a word.

"Please sit down, gentlemen." In the face of everyone's persistence, Li Xian was really helpless. He shook his head slightly, pressed his hand, and took a deep breath and said, "Do you know how the poor prince went?"

"Hmm?"

"What?"

"Ss..."

Hearing Li Xian's words so strange, Luo Binwang and others who stood stubbornly couldn't help but be stunned. They each let out a slight shock, and all stared at Li Xian's eyes suspiciously - the prince died suddenly, and the Man Dynasty Wenwu felt that there must be something strange, but no one If you dare to say it lightly, no one knows what the truth is. Although there are many versions of rumors, most of them are speculative words. Luo Binwang and others do not dare to believe it. However, although Li Xian is talking in a questioning tone, it is obviously positive inside. Freedom is not surprising to everyone. .

"There is no difference in the public's expectation. It's exactly what this man does!" Li Xian looked around the crowd with a solemn face, straightened his palm, made a "five" gesture, and said decisively.

"Your Highness, is there any evidence of this statement?"

As the imperial historian, King Luo Bin is in charge of impeachment. In addition, he has always been disgusted with the political behavior of Wuhou. Hearing Li Xian say so affirmation, his eyes immediately sharpened and rushed to ask questions.

Ha ha, this old Luo's occupational disease has been committed again. How come, even if there is empirical evidence, can you really defeat the old thief with this? For Luo Binwang, who has become a habitual master of ginseng, Li Xian, in addition to a bitter smile, really doesn't know what to say. In addition to helplessness, he can only sigh and say, "Is Gu a man of delusion? At the time of the incident, Gu has already reported to his father to his face. As for the result, in the court a few days ago, all the public were already If you see it, there is no need to say more.

"This..., is this how the nickname of 'filial piety to the emperor' comes from?"

As soon as Luo Binwang heard Li Xian's statement, he was stunned, and then immediately reacted, took a cold breath and muttered.

"Although it doesn't hit, it's not far away. It's hard to say too much about it, but there is a Gu who still has to remind the public again. It's not to die. It's difficult to celebrate. It's not that I'm unwilling to make progress. In fact, the time has not come. Today, I'm still the same sentence. I'm still trying to support the king of Lu to achieve his business, and everything will be discussed in the future. In addition Don't vent what you said today. Do you still have any doubts?

Although Li Xian did not want to reveal the specific cause of the prince's death, he could not escape at this moment. He could only deal with a few words vaguely with a solemn face.

"I would like to obey Your Highness's order!"

While Luo Binwang and others were still stunned, Di Renjie, who had always been silent, stood up first and answered loudly.

"Your Highness's words are really appalling. Although the subordinate doesn't believe it, he can't get it. I think that man acted so rudely. I'm afraid this matter is really the case. Anyway, just follow what Your Highness said."

Luo Bin Wang is a leader of the literary world and has a wide range of friends. Although he did not rank among the high-ranking officials in the early years, there are many literary friends such as Liu Xiangdao and other best ministers. He often hears about the fart/eyeless things that the Empress Wu did in the harem. At this time, he was shocked and inexplicably, but in the end, he still accepted Li Xian's solution. Shi, no longer insists on persuading. After sighing, he also agreed.

"The subordinates should obey the order of His Highness, and they will never dare to violate it."

The most stubborn Luo Binwang had no opinion. Lin and Xiao did not dare to insist on their own opinions, and each of them bowed and agreed.

A persuasion that may have triggered an unexpected persuasion was over. Li Xian was relaxed and immediately attacked when he was tired. After laughing a few more words, he couldn't help yawning and rose up one after another. Seeing this, they dared not stay any longer and left one after another, but only Di Renjie sat down as usual.

"Does Duke Di have anything important to do? I've been lonely for a few days. I'm really sleepy.

When Li Xian saw that everyone had gone, only Di Renjie was still sitting still on the ground. He couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, but he didn't think much about it. But he stretched out vigorously, rubbed his eyes full of blood, yawned fiercely, and euphemistically ordered to expel guests.

"There is something that Your Highness must make a decision as soon as possible. As far as Di knows, Yan Xiang is already sick in bed, and I'm afraid there will be no time. If Your Highness wants to attract the hands of the former prince for his own use, this is the right time."

Li Xian's difficulties were all on his face. Di Renjie didn't care about the intention of being a guest in Li Xian's words, so he stood up with a smile, arched his hand, and gave a suggestion.

Huh? Old Yan fell ill? Well, this is indeed a good opportunity! Li Xian was not surprised by Yan Liben's illness. After all, Yan Liben almost died later this year in his previous life. In addition, he was killed by the prince and was kicked out of the palace by the previous court. It is really not a strange thing for Comrade Yan to die of illness, but if he died in front of Li Xian. Before the visit, the death of Comrade Yan had no value at all, at least for Li Xian.

"In this case, Di Gong went to Yan Xiang's mansion with Gu to inquire."

There is no need to hammer the drum, and there is no need for Di Renjie to explain more. Li Qianqian's beads turned slightly and understood the mystery of Di Renjie's words. Although he was very trapped, Li Xian never wanted to miss the big thing because of it. He suddenly shook his head and rubbed his tight face with his hands. This Then he sent out the invitation with a smile.

"Your Highness has a destiny, don't dare not diso obey."

At this sight, Li Xian was full of understanding and resilience. Di Renjie immediately smiled happily and dropped a sentence like a sour Confucian, which immediately made Li Xian laugh...

The Yan family is an old Guanlong family, and it is a prince, especially famous for Danqing's ability. When Yan Liben's generation reached its peak, his father and brother were in charge of the Ministry of Industry one after another, and he was in charge of the high position of the Chinese calligraphy order. In the sequence of courtiers, it ranked second only to the famous generation of outstanding military achievements. It can be said that he is extremely rich and noble. Then, perhaps it is the opposite, but the bloodline of the Yan family is thin enough. His brother Yan Lide has no descendants, while Yan Liben has only one son, but he died early. Fortunately, he has his only grandson Yan Zhiwei, who barely saved the inheritance of the bloodline. Perhaps it is because of this that Yan Liben believes in Buddhism, and most of his family assets are scattered in Buddhism, and his nature is clean. The prime minister's mansion is so simple that it is not as ordinary rich and noble. Let's not talk about it. Just looking at the furnishings of the main room where Yan Liben is sick at this moment, you can see the rest - a bed, a few, a lamp stand. In addition, there is nothing left. The skinny Yan Liben is lying on the couch like this, his eyes are half open and half closed, pale. Ru paper's face was full of a wooden look. No matter how the old man on the edge of the couch tossed around, he didn't see the slightest reaction of Yan Liben.

"Dunuch, how is the illness of my ancestors? Can it get better?"

The old man finished his pulse and stretched out his hand to lift Yan Liben's eyelids. Seeing that Yan Liben was always a dead face, his face was immediately more solemn. He stroked the long beard on his chest and was speechless for a long time. Yan Zhiwei, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but be anxious, regardless of the fact that the patient was still in front of him. He took a step forward and asked anxiously.

"Hmm." The old man didn't say anything, but waved his hand, motioned to Yan Zhiwei, got up slowly, walked out of the room, and then looked back at Yan Zhiwei who was coming out, sighed, shook his head and said, "Mr. Yan, it's not old and refused to do his best. It's really Yan Xiang's illness... Alas, prepare for the aftermath." As soon as the words fell, he didn't give Yan Zhiwei a chance to ask questions, so he hurriedly left.

"Ah..., Dr. Wang..."

Yan Zhiwei lost his father since he was a child. He was raised by Yan Liben. He couldn't talk about the depth of his feelings for his grandfather. Hearing that Yan Liben's life was over, he seemed to have fallen into an ice cave. He kept trembling all over and came to his senses. Seeing that the old man had left the door, he couldn't help but be anxious. He pulled out his foot and chased after him. As soon as he rushed to the door, he was hit head-on and almost fell on his buttocks.

"Buncle, are you in a hurry to die?"

Yan Zhiwei finally stood firm. Seeing that the doorman on the opposite side was knocked to the ground was the doorman in his house. He was angry and scolded angrily, and then he wanted to chase the old man who had gone far away.

"Young master, His Royal Highness has arrived outside the house and said that he wanted to see the old man. Hurry up with that idea."

It's not a small matter for the British king to arrive. The porter didn't care about the pain in his buttocks and rushed to report.

"Ah, this..."

Although Yan Zhiwei has not yet entered the court as an official, in the past, he had heard a lot about the discord between the British king and his grandfather. At this time, when he heard that Li Xian actually came to the door at this time, he couldn't help but be stunned. He looked back at the main room of Yan Li's sick bedroom, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.

"Cough, please!"

Without waiting for Yan Zhiwei to come up with a accurate idea, there was a sudden cough in the bedroom. Even after listening to Yan Liben's hoarse voice, he said "Please"

"Grandpa, your body..."

Hearing that the movement in the room was wrong, Yan Zhiwei immediately rushed into the room regardless and shouted.

"Go, please!"

Yan Liben ignored his grandson's excitement, but waved his hand impatiently and said two words weakly.

"Yes, my grandson obeys."

Hearing what Yan Liben said, Yan Zhiwei did not dare to delay any longer. He hurriedly answered and hurried to the door of the house...