Chapter 303 You are not a good person either

"Di Gong, Yan Xiang was born rich and has lived at the height of the court for a long time. He is so honest that he is really a model of our generation!"

In front of the wall of Yanfu, Li Xian stood next to the carriage with his hands behind his back. Looking at the two mottled and dilapidated doors of Yanfu, he was inevitably sighing.

"What Your Highness said is very true. Although there have been self-disciplined people like Yan Xiang in ancient times, they are rare. Those who are not moral and noble can't defend themselves."

For Li Xian's feelings, Di Renjie obviously has different considerations, and there are some mysteries hidden in his answers.

Self-discipline? Ha ha, interesting, the so-called education of the world, taking virtue first is just a big joke. Isn't it because the model is rare? If it is everywhere, there is no role model! Li Xian is a person with seven exquisite hearts. At this time, he is quite tired because of the tiredness of the spirit, but his mind is still turning very fast. As soon as he hears it, he knows that Di Renjie is taking advantage of the opportunity to give adjudicating. His purpose is nothing more than to remind Li Xian to educate the world with morality in the future. Although such ideas are good, they are idealism that can never be realized. In Li Xian's view, letting all the officials all over the world defend themselves with virtue is tantamount to seeking fish, and there is no possibility of realization at all.

"Speaking is great and good, but it is rare for those who are self-disciplined and self-disciplined, and morality educates the world? Does the law govern the world? Two and one, or it may be feasible.

Moral education and the rule of law are really a big article, and it will be difficult to make it clear for a while. Even if Li Xian has the memory of three generations, he dare not be absolutely sure about this proposition. However, it is still no problem to drop a few sentences, which gives a big conclusion with a smile.

"Your Highness, Holy."

As soon as Di Renjie heard it, he knew that Li Xian had understood his advice. Although he did not fully agree with Li Xian's view of both moral education and the rule of law, he was not in a hurry to debate with Li Xian at this time, but just praised it with a smile.

This old Di has changed by himself, but he has been deeply influenced by Confucianism. In the end, he is limited by his vision, but it is no wonder. Li Xian only knew that Di Renjie had different opinions on his own opinions, but he didn't want to explain more. He just smiled and temporarily exposed the matter. As for how to govern the country in the future, it is not too late to plan in detail when it comes to the power of the world.

"The last general, Zuo Weizhao Martial Arts Lieutenant Yan Zhiwei, saw His Royal Highness the King of England and met Di Shaoqing."

When Li Xian and Di Renjie's obscure conversation about the official governance was just over, a young man in white robes had quickly walked out of the open door, grabbed Li Xian in a few steps, and saluted him respectfully.

"Brother Yan doesn't have to be polite. Can your ancestors go to the house?"

In his previous life, Li Xian once had some relationships with Yan Zhiwei. He knew that although his ability was limited, he was far less than that of his predecessors, but his integrity was quite ancestor's demeanor. He was always honest and self-disciplined, and his impression of him was good. At this time, when he saw Yan Zhiwei's courtesy, Li Xian's smile was a little more true. Zhi nodded his head, raised his hand, and asked casually.

"My ancestor... Oh, my ancestor is sick in bed, and I don't welcome you from far away. Your Highness, please forgive me in your room."

Thinking that Yan Li had run out of time, Yan Zhiwei's eyes immediately turned red, and he suddenly choked. Even if it returned to normal, he gestured a "please" and replied apologetically.

"It's your work, Brother Yan, please!"

Li Xian had long known that Yan Li was afraid that it would be difficult to pass through this, and he was inevitably a little sad. However, he didn't say much at this time. He waved his hand with a smile. Even if he raised his feet to the door of the house, Di and Yan did not dare to neglect a little when they saw this, and followed Li Xian closely... ...

In the master bedroom in the backyard, Yan Liben lay sideways on the couch, with his back to the open door. There was not even a maidservant around him. The lonely appearance was really sad. Even though Li Xian's heart had already been tempered by the experience of the third generation, but at first sight, it was still I can't help but be inexplicable, and the pace of moving forward stops outside the door.

"Grandpa, Your Royal Highness and Di Shaoqing are here."

Yan Zhiwei, who carefully followed Li Xian's side, saw that Li Xian stood still and did not dare to neglect a little. After suing Li Xian, he quickly grabbed the bed, bowed, bowed to Yan Li on the bed, and called in a low voice.

"Hmm."

Hearing the sound, Yan Liben just said softly, but he did not turn around and did not say anything. As soon as such a posture came out, Yan Zhiwei couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. He didn't understand what Yan Liben's intention was. He had no choice but to repeat it again in a low voice.

"Cough, please."

This time, Yan Liben had a reaction. After coughing and panting for a long time, he finally opened his mouth, but he only spit out one word, absolutely cherishing the word like gold.

"Your Highness, my ancestors are seriously ill and can't get up to greet each other. Please forgive me."

Yan Liben said please. Yan Zhiwei did not dare to delay any longer. He looked at his grandfather's thin back with great concern, gritted his teeth, turned around and exited the room. He saluted Li Xian, who was standing outside the doorway, and apologized.

"Brother Yan is here." Li Xian returned a salute with a smile, and then didn't talk any more nonsense. He walked into the room calmly, walked slowly to the bed, bowed down and said, "Is Yan Xiang better? Xiao Wang is late. Please take care of him more.

"Well, ..."

Yan Liben was still lying on his back, without turning around at all, and did not pay attention to Li Xian's greetings. He just muttered a few meaningless sounds from his throat.

"It's good for Yan Xiang to know that the prince's brother's nickname is 'filial piety to the emperor', and his honor is unparalleled. Now the first seven years have passed, and all the follow-up matters are also under way. The edict for the recruitment of ten states has been issued, and the location of the mausoleum has also been determined, which is on the top of Jingshan." For Yan Liben's stiff attitude, Li Xian did not mind at all. He just stated the affairs of the prince in an unhurry tone, like a normal situation, and as if reporting.

"Hmm."

Listening to Li Xian's statement, Yan Liben's back trembled slightly. Although he didn't say much about it, he could see that his heart was full of ups and downs.

"Does Yan Xiang still remember the thing on his mind seven days ago?"

Li Xian waited quietly for a long time. Seeing that Yan Liben still refused to turn around, he raised his eyebrows slightly and took out his killer mace.

"Hmm?"

As soon as Li Xian's words fell, Yan Liben's body was shocked and he suddenly turned around. A pair of old eyes were full of fine light, which swept at Li Xian like a sharp sword. His face kept twitching and squeezed a low roar from between his teeth. There was no such thing as a patient, just like an angry lion. Two.

"Grandpa, you..."

Yan Zhiwei, who was waiting on the side, saw that Yan Liben's expression was wrong. He was immediately shocked, exclaimed, and rushed forward and reached out to support Yan Liben's thin body.

"Go out, go out!"

Yan Liben stretched out his hand and suddenly pushed away Yan Zhiwei's help. He stared at Li Xian and shouted rudely.

"Grandpa..."

Yan Zhiwei was caught off guard. He was pushed by Yan Liben and almost sat on the ground. When he saw Yan Liben's attack like this, he couldn't help but be stunned and hesitated to call.

"Recede!"

Yan Liben didn't even look at his grandson. He straightened his waist and sat up straight. He took a deep breath, waved his hand, and shouted rudely.

"Yes, my grandson obeys."

Seeing that Yan Liben was angry, Yan Zhiwei did not dare to stay any longer. After looking at Li Xian, he answered helplessly and reluctantly withdrew from the room.

"Di Gong, please avoid it first."

Li Xian looked at Yan Liben lightly, waved his hand without looking back, and ordered indifferently.

"Yes, the subordinate is obeyed."

Di Renjie would not oppose Li Xian's order. He bowed and agreed, so he withdrew from the master bedroom, gently pulled Yan Zhiwei standing in front of the door, made a look, and led it to the distance.

"How on earth did His Royal Highness go?"

Yan Liben stared at Li Xian for a long time without blinking, and then asked word by word.

"Didn't Yan Xiang guess it? Why do you need Xiao Wang to say more?"

Li Xian shrugged his shoulders with a blank face and replied in an incomparably tone.

"What? Is that so? This, this, this..., God, open your eyes, how can there be such a vicious mother-in-law in this world? How can a mother be so cruel? The poor prince died innocently. I, the Tang Dynasty, is in danger. I hate it, hate it..."

Yan Li had already suspected that the death of the prince was under the hands of the Empress Wu. At this time, when he heard Li Xian's statement, he was first shocked. Even if he was sad from his heart, he couldn't help crying loudly. His voice was so sad that it was really reassurable.

"Yan Xiang, please pay your condolences. The deceased is long. The living should always do something for the deceased."

Li Xian stood silently in front of the bed, allowing Yan Liben to vent enough, until his crying was slightly slow, and then he sighed and said something.

"Well, why does Your Highness pretend to be holy? You are not a very good person. Don't bully the old man. If it hadn't been hardships, how could His Royal Highness fall into the current field like this? The old man can't live for a few more years. Only by giving birth to the flesh of that wife can he relieve the resentment and anger in the old man's heart. Hate, hate!" The man was about to die, and Yan Li was desperate. He not only scolded Queen Wu, but also suffered from the fish in the pool.

Good people? Ha ha, good people always don't live long. In the family of the Son of Heaven, good people are just endangered animals. They either die early or are killed. How can they be so holy! Li Xian never thought he was a good person. He didn't care about Yan Liben's scolding. He simply stopped talking and let Yan Liben scold there. All the dirty words were regarded as the spring breeze on his face...