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Chapter 143 Ending the affairs of the king and winning the name in life and after death(1/2)

Chapter 143: Finish the affairs of the king and win the reputation both in life and in life

Author: The cat who doesn’t drink water

Chapter 143: Finish the affairs of the king and win the reputation both in life and in life

After hearing this, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but start to reflect.

How can a person who can sit in two dynasties be mediocre? He immediately understood what Li Yanran meant.

"Yes, Prime Minister, do you know Bo Zhao?"

Li Yanran glanced at Changsun Wuji and told her about Bo Zhao whom she mentioned to Wu Zetian.

"Bo Zhao? Do you mean that I and Your Majesty are now just like Emperor Wen of Han and Bo Zhao?"

Changsun Wuji's eyes darkened. He asked himself that he had never been selfish towards Li Zhi or the Tang Dynasty, but Li Yanran compared Bo Zhao to herself.

It was really hard for him to accept.

"No, I am loyal to the Tang Dynasty. How can I compare it to Bo Zhao?"

"You think so, but what would His Majesty think?

Using history as a guide can help us understand the ups and downs, and using people as a guide can help us understand gains and losses. Bo Zhao is a lesson learned from the past, and I don’t believe that the Prime Minister can’t see it.”

Li Yanran shook her head, so what if you think you are not Bo Zhao?

The emperor can't help but think you are Bo Zhao of the Tang Dynasty, so there will inevitably be a life-and-death struggle between the two of you for power.

The result is obvious, your grandson Wuji will be defeated.

After all, you are facing two emperors, and it will be useless no matter how smart you are.

"Learn from history and learn from people"

Li Yanran quoted Tang Taizong's eternal sayings, and Changsun Wuji fell into deep thought for a while.

Shaking her head, Li Yanran continued to take a step forward: "Your Excellency, Prime Minister, this is the history. Do you want to repeat Bo Zhao's mistakes and lead the Changsun family to destruction?"

Li Yanran didn't want to give Changsun Wuji too much time to think about it, and wanted to take advantage of his mental confusion to defeat him in one fell swoop.

"Destruction?"

"No, I am Changsun Wuji, not Bo Zhao. Your Majesty is not Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, and the Changsun family is not the Bo Zhao family. If Your Majesty really wants to take action against me, the consequences will not be something Your Majesty can bear."

Changsun Wuji was not influenced by Li Yanran. Although he admitted that what the other party said was reasonable, he was Changsun Wuji.

He believed that he would not end up like Bo Zhao, ending up in disgrace and death.

And he also has the strength to protect the eldest grandson's family.

"Prime Minister, if you insist on having your own way, have you ever been worthy of the late Empress Changsun? How will you have the face to see your sister a hundred years later?

You are the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty. If you do this, the country you have worked so hard to conquer with Emperor Taizong will fall into chaos again.

Do you bear the thought that the Tang Dynasty, which you have worked so hard for, will fall into pieces?

Do you have the heart to let hundreds of millions of people in the Tang Dynasty fall into dire straits again?

And facing the Nine-Five Lord, you have no chance at all."

Li Yanran looked at Changsun Wuji and took a step forward again, with a vague momentum rising from her body.

Facing Changsun Wuji, she must go all out, otherwise if he goes astray, not only Changsun Wuji will suffer, but her parents will also suffer.

She would never allow this to happen.

"Great Tang Dynasty."

Li Yanran's words spoke directly to Chang Sun Wuji's heart. Sun Wuji had worked hard and assisted Li Shimin to create this prosperous Tang Dynasty. How could he bear to let such a great country disappear into thin air?

"You dare to send a poem to the Prime Minister."

"When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and read the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company."

"Eight hundred miles away, the people under my command are burning, and the sound of fifty-stringed strings turning over the Great Wall."

"Autumn order of troops on the battlefield."

"The horse moves so fast, the bow moves like a thunderbolt."

"Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win fame before and after death."

"Pity happens in vain!"

Li Yanran's Xin Qiji's "Broken Formation" directly brought Changsun Wuji back to his dream of riding horses to kill with Emperor Taizong when he was young and surviving a hundred battles.

"Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation of life and death."

"Pity happens in vain!"

Changsun Wuji kept chewing these two sentences in his mouth.

Looking at the white hair on his head, Changsun Wuji's heart was instantly torn.

I am already old, and I am no longer the Changsun Wuji who followed Taizong on the battlefield.

Then what is the purpose of everything he does? It's not just what the words say.

Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win fame during and after life.

Now that I have done this, do I really want to continue?

"Prime Minister, you have enjoyed all the power in the world in your life. Now retreating from the rapids can be regarded as a retreat. Leave something for future generations. Isn't this your original intention when you agreed to compile the history of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Life lasts for a hundred years, so what if you have overwhelming power? In the end, it is just a handful of loess.

Look at the princes who have come with you, none of them are free and natural, they are willing to give up, and they will gain something if they give up."

After Li Yanran finished speaking, she walked up to Changsun Wuji and looked up at the powerful official of the Tang Dynasty, with a trace of expectation in her eyes.

If I can really persuade Changsun Wuji to let go of his power and live a long life like the other princes like Cheng Yaojin, then my father and mother will no longer be at risk of being affected, and her life will be saved.

.

"To take care of yourself until old age?"

Changsun Wuji lowered his head and glanced at Li Yanran. To be honest, sometimes he envied Cheng Yaojin and the others.

Walking around and drinking all day long, being carefree and happy, what about you?

He worked hard all day long to plan for the Tang Dynasty.

"Father, Brother Li is right. If you give up, you will get something. Since the position of prime minister is so hot, why don't you give it up? Anyway, my son can make money now. I will support you and my mother-in-law when the time comes."

Changsun Yan listened for a long time and understood Li Yanran's good intentions, and knelt directly in front of Changsun Wuji.

To him, confronting his eldest cousin and the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was tantamount to seeking death.

Isn't he just a prime minister?

The son will become the richest man in the Tang Dynasty in the future. The richest man will have no problem supporting his parents.

"Yan'er, you have grown up and your father is old."

Looking at the heroic Changsun Yan, Changsun Wuji also felt emotional.

I am getting old and my sons have grown up.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, before His Majesty takes action against you, seize the opportunity to retire to the countryside. There is still hope for Mrs. Sun to be saved.

When His Majesty takes action, even if you want to do so, those who want to step on you and rise to power will not stop."

Now is the right time. Historically, Changsun Wuji's downfall will be next year, and judging from the situation, there is already a tendency to advance it.

After all, in history, Changsun Wuji was directly deposed by Li Zhi after the fall of Gao Fuli and Changsun Xiang, so she couldn't help but feel nervous.

"I will step on my eldest grandson Wuji to ascend to the throne. Let's see who dares."

Changsun Wuji was not happy when he heard this.

Why is it that he is still the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, the emperor's uncle, and the prestigious Zhao Guogong?

Unless you are willing, no one can or dares to step on you and get the upper hand.

Li Yanran curled her lips.

Xu Jingzongneng.

Highly intelligent and capable.

Yuan Gongyu can do it too.

"Father, what exactly do you think?"

Changsun Yan looked at Changsun Wuji with desolation in his eyes.

Brother Li has said so much, but if you still insist on your opinion, the Changsun family will really be doomed.

"This matter is of great importance, I. I still need to think about it."

Changsun Wuji felt depressed and looked at his son in confusion.

This decision was not easy to make, after all, he had been in charge of the court for half his life, and now he could not let it go if he wanted to.
To be continued...
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