I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 273
Coming out of the harem of Liangyi Hall, the tenderness on Changsun Wuji's face quietly disappeared. He glanced back at the palace where his sister was in complicated eyes, sighed indistinctly, and turned around without looking back. leave.

There is no going back to those days.

My sister is no longer the one who completely relied on her, and I am no longer the one who took care of her with all my strength. Everyone has started to have their own thoughts.

But - the interests are the same!

After returning to the mansion, before he could take a breath, he heard the butler come up to report softly.

"Lang Jun, His Royal Highness the King of Yue has been waiting in the living room for a long time—"

Changsun Wuji was slightly taken aback, needless to say he knew the purpose of his nephew's visit here.However, after pondering for a long while, he finally lowered his eyelids and ordered lightly.

"Just say I'm tired today—"

The butler received the order, and without asking any further questions, he bowed and quietly retreated.In the living room, Li Tai, whose legs were numb from kneeling, moved his fat body with difficulty. For his body, kneeling for such a long time was really a heavy burden.

"Uncle Fu, is uncle back?"

Seeing the head of housekeeper, Sun Fu, hurrying back from the backyard, Li Tai didn't dare to be rude, so he sat down hastily and asked with his hands clasped.

Changsun Fu respectfully bowed his head in return.

"Go back to Your Majesty, Mr. Lang is tired today and still rests, Your Highness, please go back—"

A look of disappointment flashed in Li Tai's eyes, and he was silent for a while before struggling to stand up with the help of the servant.

"In that case, my nephew will go back first, and come back another day to ask for advice."

When he walked to the entrance of the hall, Li Tai suddenly stopped and added a few words.

"Please tell Uncle that Qing Que will always be Uncle's good nephew..."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Uncle Fu to reply, he took his servant and staggered away without looking back.Looking at Li Taikuan's broad back, Uncle Fu couldn't help but smile wryly.In the past few days, His Royal Highness the King of Yue is the only one who came to ask for an interview?
Here in Chang'an, the wind is about to blow.

……

After returning to his mansion, Li Tai's expression could no longer be tense.

On his plump face, the fat was shaking, and the anger in his eyes was almost gushing out.

"Damn it, I, Li Tai, have never been weaker than others, and at the same time, your majesty's son, why is this old thief just refusing to help me!"

Crackling, the things in the study were smashed to pieces by him, and then he collapsed on the couch panting for breath.He got up from the couch when his breathing became stable.Looking somewhere in the room, he asked lightly.

"Where is he now?"

"I have already passed Shangzhou, and I am rushing to Yongzhou."

From the shadows of the room, a slightly hoarse voice came faintly.

Li Tai lowered his eyelids expressionlessly, his voice was a little erratic.

"I don't want to see him return to Chang'an..."

The voice in the shadow seemed to pause for a moment, and then hummed lightly.Immediately when the window moved, the room's window suddenly opened, and a gust of cool wind came in, making Li Tai shiver uncontrollably.

The wind in late autumn, after all, brought a coolness.

Just as one group of people quietly left Chang'an, another group of people quietly left Chang'an and went straight to Yongzhou.

Embrace the guilt.

Sometimes, where you are, what you have, is a sin in itself if you don't have enough power.

……

"Your Highness—this is not the way—"

He Lan Yueshi repelled another wave of assassins with all his strength, and walked to Li Chengqian's side exhaustedly, with an unprecedented solemnity flashing across his face.

From Bianzhou to here, along the way, I can't remember exactly how many waves of assassinations, each wave is stronger than the last.Along the way, more than half of the guards of the Eastern Palace had been lost, and even the remaining ones were all wounded, with some unconcealable exhaustion on their faces.

"It's clear that someone doesn't want us to go back—"

Chang Sun Chong grabbed his sleeves, wiped the blood on his face, he was no longer as chic as before, and said a little out of breath.Li Chengqian's face was very ugly, he didn't expect that his return trip would be so dangerous.These assassins were so bold that they no longer had the slightest cover-up, and they actually attacked and killed them openly on the road.It is conceivable how bad the situation in the capital is now.

"If we don't do anything, all of us will die—"

Zhao Jie's face was a little pale. He never expected that the task of earning credit would suddenly become so sinister.

Although Zhao Jie's words hurt morale, several people knew in their hearts that there was nothing wrong with Zhao Jie's words.If this goes on, people like myself will really die.

After several assassinations, Li Chengqian's gaze became calmer than ever before.He glanced at the crowd, and suddenly his eyes fell on Chang Sun Chong's face.Suddenly a bold idea came to my mind...

……

"Changsun Wuji, what is your intention to control the gate of the palace and keep the inside and outside out? Do you want to rebel!"

Li Houde, the patriarch of the Li family in Longxi, walked up to Changsun Wuji without giving in, with his sparse goatee pouted.For more than ten days in a row, the old part of Qin Wangfu's strong blockade of the palace ban finally aroused the doubts of most of the courtiers.Li Houde, the patriarch of the Li family in Longxi, mainly supported the power of the Supreme Emperor, and refused to give in. They directly gathered a large group of people to block the palace ban, and confronted Changsun Wuji, Cheng Yaojin and others on the spot.

"Li Gongde is highly respected. Please pay attention to your identity when speaking. This is groundless. It is better to speak less casually, so as not to suffer retribution..."

Changsun Wuji glanced at him lightly, and pushed back without showing any weakness.

Li Dehou couldn't help laughing back in anger, flicked his sleeves, and snorted coldly.

"Eldest Sun Sheng gave birth to a good son with a sharp tongue—is that how you talk to elders?"

"Li Gongyan is serious. This place is forbidden by the palace, not your Longxi Li Mansion. There are only monarchs and ministers. Where are the elders?"

Changsun Wuji swept the crowd behind Li Dehou with a sneer on his face.These old things finally couldn't bear it anymore, did they finally show their backs?Seeing Changsun Wuji looking over with his long and narrow eyes, he turned his face away from Li Dehou's deputy commander of the imperial guards, He Lianyoucheng, and just ignored him.

"It's useless for you to be sharp-tongued and eloquent. Today, the old man wants to visit His Majesty in order to prevent His Majesty from being harmed by a traitor—"

"This old man is His Majesty's uncle. His Majesty is in poor health. It is reasonable and reasonable to come to visit. You wantonly obstruct me, and this old man has no choice but to doubt your intentions. This old man is about to go in now. Let me see who dares to stop me—"

After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at the crowd coldly and arrogantly, and was about to rush in.Changsun Wuji couldn't help frowning, and Cheng Yaojin behind him couldn't help but have some headaches, he couldn't compare to the court at the moment, and it might not work to play tricks.Looking at this posture, if you really want to forcibly stop them, I'm afraid a bloody conflict is just around the corner.

No one can afford this responsibility.

Cheng Yaojin and Li Ji couldn't help but look at each other, and they both saw the seriousness in each other's eyes. They were hesitating to see each other, when they suddenly heard a faint voice behind them.

(End of this chapter)