Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 140 Letterhead
Therefore, after Li Zhi ascended the throne, he actually faced a situation where the monarch was weak and his ministers were strong. Therefore, in the first ten years of his ascension to the throne, there were successive outbreaks of "Fang Yiai's rebellion case", "Abolishing Wang Liwu", "Eldest grandson Wu Wu" and so on. A series of incidents such as the “Jiu’s rebellion case” and so on, these incidents are all deeply involved, and the result is that many old officials in the court died, the situation of the weak monarch and the strong minister was changed, and the monarch’s power was greatly strengthened. It has been done under the premise of hiding behind the scenes, and its political skills can be seen.

But seeing the great situation of monopolizing power and dictatorship, Li Zhi suffered from health problems, and he was plagued by wind disease. When he had an attack, he became dizzy and couldn't see. However, Xu Jingzong and Li Yifu who were in the foreign court were both talented and unvirtuous. A villain, Li Zhi had to hand over most of the government affairs to Empress Wu and let her manage the government on her behalf. This couple with a strong desire for power can be said to have the same heart when it comes to power.

"The way to govern is to win people first!" Li Zhi has already started to talk: "If this Wang Wenzuo is a talent, he should eat him as an official. The use of non-human beings has ruined the event!"

"What's so difficult about this?" Wu said with a smile: "Let him stay in Baekje. If he is not a human being, the bandit will kill him for me. If he can defeat the enemy, he will be rewarded soon!"

"That's fine, then five hundred bolts of silk will be rewarded, and that's the decree!" Li Zhi smiled: "The rest will be discussed when we get the relics!"

"Well, I hope that I can find the relic as soon as possible, and set up a temple to pray for the health of the pheasant slave, so that I can live forever!"

"I hope so!" Li Zhi sighed. He is in the position of heaven, ruling all nations, the country is extremely prosperous, and the territory is so vast that the distance from east to west is unprecedented. If there is anything unsatisfactory, it is only his wind disease. , but all the famous doctors were at a loss, and they could only pin their hopes on the illusory things of gods and Buddhas.

Under the Pyongyang city, the Tang military camp

The food on the plate had solidified, showing a disgusting pale white color, with no trace of being touched.The boy Quanyuan was lying in the straw pile. It was already the second day after he was captured. Except for the guard who delivered the three meals, no one else entered the house. He had escaped from the initial despair. Gradually regain their senses and build a castle of hope in their hearts: First of all, maybe the Tang people don't know their true identity, even if they know their identity, they don't know that they are the actual commander of Pyongyang.

As long as the Tang people don't know about this, when his father finds out that he has been captured, he will immediately return to Pyongyang to ensure that the capital is safe.And if the Tang people can't conquer Pyongyang City and win the final victory, then they are a very valuable bargaining chip for them, and their personal safety will be guaranteed.Thinking of this, the boy Quanyuan couldn't help letting out a long breath.But in the next second, a new pain hit him again: after this incident, even if he could go back safely, his inheritance rights might not be preserved. Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling that his heart was pinched by an invisible hand No, tears couldn't help overflowing from the eye sockets.

"Mom, mom!" The boy from Quanyuan found that the most unforgettable thing for him at this time was his mother who had passed away. He couldn't remember his mother anymore. For a while, he seemed to be back when he was a child, sitting in front of the bed, Mom brushes her hair, the scent is warm, the voice is soft, and it will last forever.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the door, and the boy Quanyuan raised his head subconsciously, and found that the door was opened, and someone walked in, removed the plates on the table, and replaced them with hot food.Quanyuan boy turned his head and turned his back to the visitor. After a while, he heard someone say: "Quanyuan boy, you'd better eat some, otherwise it may be difficult to eat these things after boarding the boat!"

The boy from Quanyuan turned over. He saw a tall man, and he felt a little familiar. After careful identification, he realized that it was the officer of the Tang Army who captured him in the first place: "Get on the boat? What do you mean?"

"The chief executive will send you to Chang'an to offer captives to the emperor. Of course you will be on a boat!" Wang Wenzuo laughed.

"Offer a prisoner?" The boy from Quanyuan was stunned, and he stood up: "What happened? Why did you send me to Chang'an?"

"Don't worry!" Wang Wenzuo took a step back, and his right hand was already on the saber at his waist: "Sit down and eat something first, and ask slowly if you have any questions!"

Boy Quanyuan also realized that he was still a prisoner. He nodded, went back to the table and sat down, picked up a wooden spoon and took a bite: "What happened?"

Wang Wenzuo smiled, didn't speak, just pointed to the dinner plate.After eating two mouthfuls, the boy from Quanyuan felt really hungry. He ate faster and finished the food in three mouthfuls. He raised his head and looked at Wang Wenzuo without saying a word.

"Do you still want it?"

"That's enough!" Quan Yuan boy said coldly: "Answer my question, what happened? Why did you send me to Chang'an?"

"You seem to have forgotten your situation. You are a prisoner now!" Wang Wenzuo raised his mouth slightly: "Besides, what's the use of knowing? It will only increase your troubles!"

"You're right!" Quan Yuan's boy had completely calmed down, and he looked at the man in front of him coldly: "Then what are you doing here? Have you been demoted to be my jailer?"

"No!" Wang Wenzuo didn't care about the sarcasm in the other party's words: "I'm here for myself!"

"For myself?" The boy from Quanyuan looked at Wang Wenzuo's face, trying to see through the man's heart: "Can you help me escape? I can reward you with a lot of gold when I go back!"

"Hehe!" Wang Wenzuo laughed, "Maybe he will cut my neck too? Alright!" He waved his hand, interrupting Quan Yuan's persuasion: "Save your efforts, gold is of course good, but you have to first Destiny, don't go around in circles, I can bring you a letter!"

"A letter?"

"Yes, a personal letter! You must have a lot of things to tell your family right now? I can send it for you, how about it?"

The boy from Quanyuan bowed his head on the table and closed his eyes. The wound on his right leg was still aching, but what hurt even more was his heart: "You promise to deliver it?"

"I promise you believe it?" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "It depends on the content of the letter. I have brought the pen and paper. I will read it after you finish writing it. As for whether to send it or not, it depends on it." Does the letter meet my purpose? Of course, you don’t have to write it, just board the boat and leave, maybe you will never have the chance to see your hometown again!”

Wang Wenzuo's last words hit the bull's-eye, completely destroying Quan Yuan's psychological defense. He lowered his head: "Give me the pen and paper!"

(End of this chapter)