Li Yinhu has no special talent, the only thing is that people who have seen him will not forget it.
He was very sure that he had definitely seen the person in front of him.
But because he couldn't see his face, he couldn't determine who the other person was.
Seemingly sensing Li Yinhu's confusion, the slightly stooped old man took off his hood and revealed his face.
Although the man in front of him was very old and very different from the high-spirited appearance in his memory, Li Yinhu still recognized him the first time he saw him.
"Duan Jinjiang!!! You're not dead!??"
Li Yinhu's demeanor and tone clearly showed how shocked he was.
The old man in front of him was suddenly Duan Jinjiang, the former Dongge University Scholar and the first rank in the dynasty.
It's just that everyone in the world thought Duan Jinjiang was dead, but they didn't expect him to appear alive in front of them.
Duan Jinjiang showed a scary smile on his face and said: "Your Majesty, I am very surprised. Not only am I not dead, I am still alive and well."
Li Yinhu's eyes widened and he said, "How did you survive if you weren't obviously executed by the prince?"
"My master has his own destiny. If the prince can't kill my master if he kills me, then it will be the prince's turn to suffer."
This sentence was answered by Long Huaiyu on his behalf.
Li Yinhu said: "Now I know why you master and apprentice hate the prince so deeply. You two are the ones who want to confiscate your family and destroy your clan. No wonder, no wonder."
Duan Jinjiang said calmly: "So what if we confiscate the family and exterminate the clan? Why don't we masters and disciples still stand here well? Since we are not dead, we must let the prince have a taste of this."
Li Yinhu said with a half-smile, "I don't have any objection if you want to seize the prince's east palace, but if you want to exterminate the clan, wouldn't it mean that this king is also included?"
"Does the prince still think that the prince is your brother?" Duan Jinjiang asked.
Li Yinhu said calmly: "The battle for imperial power is between father and son, and between brothers."
"Isn't that what it is?"
The two looked at each other and laughed.
After a simple opening remarks, Li Yinhu invited the two of them to sit down, and then said: "I have always been curious about who the master behind Long Huaiyu is and what his purpose is. Now that I have met Mr. Duan, there is no need to think too much.
More than that, I have absolutely no doubts about Master Duan’s motives.”
"but."
Li Yinhu changed the topic and said: "I still have a question that needs to be solved by the two of you."
Having said this, Li Yinhu's eyes were fixed on Long Huaiyu and Duan Jinjiang, and he said: "Which of my uncles is the vassal king behind you?"
As if he had expected Li Yinhu to ask this question, Duan Jinjiang replied without changing his expression: "Actually, this person is easy to guess. Your Majesty should have known about it for a long time."
Narrowing his eyes, Li Yinhu said: "King Wen?"
Duan Jinjiang smiled slightly and said: "King Wen and Zhao Xuanji are on the same level now, so he must kill Zhao Xuanji."
Li Yinhu knew what it was without asking.
King Wen's favorite son was killed by Zhao Xuanji. Although the culprit was Li Chen, how could King Wen let Zhao Xuanji go?
Duan Jinjiang's attitude could be regarded as answering his question.
If you don't deny it, it's already an admission.
"I see, I have understood many things."
Li Yinhu said in a deep voice: "Now that Zhao Xuanji is about to revolt, what is King Wen's plan?"
What Li Yinhu fears most is not the backhand and arrangements of the East Palace. In his opinion, no matter how much preparation Li Chen makes, there is a high probability that he will not be able to withstand Zhao Xuanji's plotting in the court for decades.
But what he was afraid of was that if King Wen intervened in the name of King Qin, there would be a high probability that he would have nothing to do with him.
