Datang Fenghua Road

The other side of the phone was about to answer when suddenly Doudou cheered and said, "Father, please wait a moment, Uncle Tian is here, and my daughter-in-law asked him to talk to you."

Li Shimin sat up abruptly, thought for a moment and suddenly stood up again. He snatched the cell phone from the eldest grandson. The strange thing was that the eldest grandson did not resist this time. Give it to Uncle Tian and let him find a place where no one else is and talk to me."

While the emperor was talking, he even walked on foot, and it was obvious that he was going to the back of the hall, which was to avoid the officials at the banquet.

Since ancient times, the royal family has been secretive, and all the ministers in the field were not surprised by this kind of thing, but Fang Xuanling looked thoughtful. , that person..."

Changsun Fengshou nodded imperceptibly, and said with deep meaning: "It's all right now. Although we haven't reached a consensus, we will no longer be hostile to each other. Although that person is unhappy with His Majesty, he is very good at waiting for Yueer. Previously As you know, news came from Shenyang City that the Great Master of Goguryeo assassinated Yueer, but was slapped to death on the street, that person is still ferocious, but he won’t kill people indiscriminately again.”

"That's good, that's good!" Fang Xuanling wiped his forehead subconsciously. The majestic first assistant of the Tang Dynasty, who is close to 60 years old, is usually stable and stable, and at this moment he feels his chest is pounding. Pounding.

All the ministers in the hall were a little suspicious. Old Cheng was rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, but his temperament was extremely curious. However, no matter how curious and uncomfortable he was in his heart, he did not dare to ask the eldest grandson who that person was.

This guy and Fang Xuanling are the royal family's most direct line. They both knew many secret things back then. Their wives also accompanied their eldest grandson through a crisis, and some things are more than other ministers.

There was some silence in the banquet hall for a while, and everyone held their breaths in silence. Only a few imperial physicians could not take care of them too much. They kept discussing with each other in a low voice. See the ginseng soup and various herbs simmered on the stove.

The responsibility of the ministers is in the country and the dynasty, and the responsibility of the imperial physicians is in the doctor. Even if the Tang Dynasty is overthrown tomorrow, they will not care. As long as the illness of Empress Changsun can be saved, these imperial physicians are a great achievement.

Everyone was silent in the hall, but Li Shimin hurried along with the phone. The emperor walked to a secluded corner behind the hall. He first looked up to see that there was no one around, and then he solemnly put the phone to his ear and said solemnly: "Are you listening? Is there anyone around?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity on the phone, an indifferent voice came straight out, and said indifferently: "There is no one around, you talk..."

Such a crazy tone, just these six words, Li Shimin suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart, the emperor gritted his teeth and said: "I am the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, how dare you be so contemptuous."

"If I have something to say, I will hang up. Luo Jinger has just given birth, and countless people in Shenyang City will enter the Grand Governor's Mansion to give blessings. It is inevitable that there will be younger people in the crowd. I have to look around here."

Li Shimin snorted softly and said, "Talk to me, and you dare to call me your seat. Don't forget that this is not the last year of the Sui Dynasty. The foundation of my Li family is already solid, and the Tang Dynasty is growing stronger."

The phone was gloomy and cold, and he said: "When I met Yang Guang, he said the same thing, what's the matter with you, I really hung up, and many people rushed into the house to celebrate, I always felt a little uncomfortable. rest assured……"

Li Shimin took a deep breath, knowing that he had failed again in this confrontation. The opponent was a peerless devil. This man had been arrogant all his life. He had killed more people than himself, and the power to overturn it was greater than himself.

Back then, the Eighteen-Road Anti-King was shivering when he beat him, and his fourth brother Li Yuanba was beaten by him. Since ancient times, knights have been banned by martial arts, and knights have caused headaches for the emperor, not to mention that this person is not a knight, he is an uncompromising one. Big madman, big devil.

This kind of character doesn't come out once every 500 years, so how can there be any possibility of gathering and surrendering?

"Forget it, I won't argue with you about these things..." Li Shimin took a deep breath again and said slowly, "My wife is sick!"

With a cold smile on the phone, he said indifferently, "What's the matter with me?"

Li Shimin was overjoyed by such a repulsive tone, and the emperor didn't care about the other party's indifference, and continued: "The queen is critically ill and needs my son to come back for treatment. Unfortunately, there must be an opportunity for Xiaoxiao to do this. Li Jihe under my command Li Jing sent thousands of Hongling envoys to deliver the letter urgently, but two or three hundred people died before leaving Chang'an, and the birds were also blocked, and even birds of prey like Haidongqing were shot down."

On the phone, he smiled disdainfully and said, "What the emperor has done is really pitiful."

Li Shimin held down the anger in his heart and gritted his teeth: "This matter is a little troublesome, I would like to ask you to do me a favor. The dead men of the aristocratic family were swept away by my son before, but they are after all a thousand-year inheritance family with a solid foundation. It is unimaginable that the so-called wealth can make ghosts run the mill. What I am afraid of is that these noble families will use money to buy off the Green Forest forces. It is [-] miles from Liaodong back to Chang'an, which has to pass through the whole territory of Hebei Road, since ancient times, the land of Yan and Zhao. Bandits are rampant..."

The emperor deliberately didn't finish speaking, leaving room for contemplation for the other party. Sure enough, he smiled coldly on the phone and said, "Are you saying that some people will take the opportunity to snipe and kill Han Yue on the road?"

"It's Li Yue!" Li Shimin angrily pointed out his mistake.

There was a hesitation on the phone, and he was noncommittal about this, and then said gloomily: "I know this matter, since it involves Han Yue, then I can't get along with me. You, the emperor, dare not kill people indiscriminately, but I am not the devil. So many scruples..."

Li Shimin was overjoyed, and deliberately probed: "Your Excellency will not leave the world for 20 years, how many people are left in your organization?"

On the phone, he smiled coldly again, and said proudly: "It's just killing people, how easy it is, and it's not such a difficult thing to go home, how can I put it in my eyes? I am single-handedly, and I can still slaughter the Central Plains."

This is bragging in other people's mouths, but when it comes out of his mouth, it seems that he is just saying a fact.

Li Shimin's eyes flickered a few times, and he continued to test: "Guanyin maid is afraid that your killing is too crazy, and then luck will come back, and it will definitely damage my son's yin and virtue. You and I are both the top figures in the world, and we should know the gods and gods. Although there are no ghosts, such things as luck and virtue do exist, and the folk regard it as a myth and legend, and we know that this is true..."

Silence on the phone!

After a long time, the other party said coldly: "If that's the case, let's call the Qianlong Organization. I have recently taken care of my heart, and I really don't want to do it myself. In fact, I hate blood!"

Li Shimin wanted to say more, but the other party suddenly became indifferent and said: "The Qianlong Organization has been handed over to someone else, I will talk to that girl about this, there is no friendship between you and me, don't talk again in the future, this seat I don't want to be suspected by Doudou and the others, goodbye..."

Beep!

There was a blind tone on the phone, and the other party obviously hung up directly. Judging from the fact that he said goodbye and immediately hung up the phone, he was obviously familiar with how to use this thing.

Li Shimin let out a long sigh of relief. An emperor can endure it, and a heroic emperor can bear it even more. Although the other party's tone was indifferent and disrespectful, Li Shimin didn't take it to heart at all.

As long as it can be used for him, no matter whether he respects it or not, to be strictly speaking, the other party is the most powerful person in the past. If it wasn't for the fact that he was not uncommon to be the emperor, the Tang Dynasty really had nothing to do with the Li family's father and son.

"Qianlong seems to be getting old too. Although he is still indifferent, he has a lot less intention to kill. If he had left it in the past, he would not have spoken to me in such a tone..."

Li Shimin pondered in his heart and walked back to the main hall.

Chapter 483 Wang Lingyun, Come Out For Me

No one knew what the emperor had done while he was away, and no one dared to ask why the emperor would talk to a commoner from Tianjiazhuang.

Since ancient times, the royal family has been secretive, and sometimes it is a sin to know too much. Although the ministers in the banquet hall are all loyal, the more loyal ministers, the more they know how to keep a certain distance from the royal family.

Those who can live in the court without falling, and those who can become officials above the fifth rank, none of them are fools.

That night, when the sky was as cool as water and the wind was like a throat, Li Shimin finally called Han Yue, and he told the news of Changsun's illness with a heavy tone.

At this time, Han Yue was in Goguryeo, Liaodong. During the day, he led the people to search a small town. Under the dim night, the wind in Liaodong was still cold. The students of the research institute were burning lights to register all kinds of wealth at night, and there were slaves from Chang'an. Team leaders came to visit one after another, and several army cooks cooked a large pot of marching meat and brought them over to invite everyone to eat and drink.

In this case, Han Yue received news from Li Shimin.

If you hear the shocking news, it is like a thunderbolt across the sky.

However, Han Yue held the phone with a calm expression. He hardly uttered a word during the whole process. He just said a word at the end of the call, and spit out two words: "Relax!"

After putting away the phone, Han Yue's face was still calm, he picked up the big bowl and bowed his head to eat, talking and laughing from time to time, telling everyone some unheard allusions.

The soldiers of the slave hunting team were satisfied with what they heard, the students of the research institute were satisfied with what they heard, and the common people who came to Liaodong to make a fortune were also satisfied with what they heard. No matter the soldiers, students or ordinary people, they all come from different backgrounds and levels. , but everyone can understand the various allusions Han Yue said, and find things they are interested in from the stories.

No one noticed that Han Yue's hands occasionally trembled when he was eating with a bowl.

No one noticed that Han Yue's voice was a little low when he was joking and telling stories tonight.

The night gradually fell silent, and the well-fed people slowly dispersed, each looking for a house in the city to settle down and rest. The slave-hunting team also said goodbye, and went to the students to report how many slaves they had captured today and how much tax should be paid to the court.

Only then did Han Yue slowly walk out of the city guard house in this small town, and said warmly to the two teams of foot soldiers stationed at the door: "This king has something to go home, and you will take care of the people under my command. If danger strikes, I will go home. You can leave the city and escape first, wealth is not important, people are important..."

The foot soldiers thought he was going back to his home in Shenyang City, and someone hurried to the back to bring out a few war horses, and shouted loudly, "Your Highness, we will escort you back!"

Han Yue smiled warmly and waved his hand to signal everyone to stand guard. He glanced at the war horse meaningfully, and said lightly, "It's too slow..."

After saying these three words, he left the foot soldiers and left slowly.

Under the darkness of the night, I saw a slender figure of a young man walking slowly, and the speed changed from slow to fast. At first, it seemed like a leisurely walk, but gradually it became like a horse galloping. The strange thing is that he has no running posture at all, and his legs are still not. He lifted it slowly, but it seemed as if he was being carried by the strong wind.

Every step down is a distance of dozens of meters.