Chapter 1757 Fortunately, I let Cheng Saburo go to Chang'an
Chapter 1757 Fortunately, I let Cheng Sanlang go to Chang'an (please subscribe and vote)
King Li Tai of Wei suddenly raised his head and tried his best to widen his slit eyes, looking at his father's back that looked a little forlorn.
"Father, I really don't know. It was Chang'an that you mentioned first, and my son..."
"What is this? Then I panicked, and my legs became weak, so I knelt down, right?"
"After kneeling down, do you want to tell me first that you don't know anything?
It must be those servants in the palace, or others who used your name as King Wei to do things that are outrageous to both humans and gods..."
"Or is it that the servants in your palace are qualified to give orders to Chen Guogong, a high-ranking official in the current dynasty, who I stayed in Chang'an to lead the army and assist the government?"
Every word Li Shimin said made Li Tai feel that it was the words of defense he was about to blurt out.
Even if his father didn't even look at him, he seemed to have seen through all his intentions.
"You will also tell me that you have completely changed your past and understand the importance of brotherhood. Therefore, in the past few months, you have been in frequent contact with your biological elder brother..."
"I have thought about these words for you. Come on, which one are you going to tell your father?"
Li Shimin still didn't look back, his voice seemed so dry and hoarse, but every word he said.
They were like the sharpest knives in the world, easily piercing Li Tai's psychological defenses layer by layer and tearing them into pieces, leaving him no cover at all.
Facing this moment, my father, who was unable to even utter a word of defense, never looked back.
But that raging anger seemed to be about to manifest into a ferocious god and demon, capable of devouring him alive at any time.
Li Tai, who was already soaked with sweat, was shaking like a dandelion in the wind. Although it looked like a big ball, it was light and fluttering.
Her lips were white without any trace of blood, and she just crawled forward in the boat and cried.
"Son, I'm wrong. Father, I'm really wrong..."
Zhao Kun stood silently at the back. At this moment, the hand shaking the oar had stopped, letting the father and son do their bidding.
He saw the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was already in tears, turning around and punching and kicking King Li Tai of Wei, and then holding his biological son there and crying.
Zhao Kun turned his back and looked around in all directions with vigilance.
However, I was very sad in my heart. I never thought that just a few years ago, the Imperial Family of the Tang Dynasty would once again experience such a tragedy.
After a long time, Li Shimin finally controlled his emotions and personally helped Li Tai up, looking at his miserable appearance with a bruised nose and swollen face.
He just raised his hand, but finally took it back, looked deeply at the frightened and frightened Qingque, and then turned around again.
"The most fortunate thing for you now is that your eldest brother and his family are all safe and sound. Otherwise, I don't know whether I should let you..."
Having said this, Li Shimin paused, and after a few breaths, his voice became colder and colder, as if there was no longer any emotion.
"Let's go back to your mansion. Stay in your mansion for me and don't contact anyone."
"I want you to live, so you have to listen to me."
"Son, I obey your order..."
Li Tai bowed down with difficulty once again and replied tremblingly towards his father who seemed to have restrained his claws like an angry lion.
Until Li Shimin gave the instructions, Zhao Kun once again rowed, approached one of the islands, ordered a boat to come from the island, and took the dejected, bruised and bruised King of Wei Li Tai to the boat.
After that, Li Shimin just turned back and glanced at the ship and Wei Wang Li Tai who was drifting away on the ship.
Only then did he let out a deep sigh and slumped down on the bow of the boat. Zhao Kun stood silently at the back, sizing up the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who seemed so lonely and desolate at the moment, even a little helpless.
"Zhao Kun."
"I'm here."
"Is there any wine?"
"..."
"I know you have it, bring it."
"promise……"
Zhao Kun untied the small iron kettle from his waist with some embarrassment, came to His Majesty's side, and handed it to His Majesty with both hands.
Li Shimin laughed and cursed, grabbed it with his hands, pulled out the stopper of the bottle, smelled it, and raised his eyebrows. "The essence of the wine?"
"Well, I think compared to the Immortal Drunk and the like, this stuff is more powerful and stronger, and it's suitable for refreshing."
Li Shimin raised his neck and took a sip. In an instant, the taste, which was far stronger than the drunkenness of the banished immortals, was like a red-hot knife.
Slowly push it in along the throat, until it reaches the abdomen, and then it seems to have turned into a ball of lava.
After a long while, Li Shimin breathed out the smell of alcohol and murmured in a low voice, "It's great..."
Li Shimin looked far ahead, taking a small sip from time to time.
But the essence of this wine, which tasted like a red-hot knife and was cold, still made him frown in pain for a long time every time he took a sip of the wine...
Zhao Kun stood behind Li Shimin and took deep breaths frequently. The aroma of this wine was indeed not as good as Banished Immortal Drunken. In terms of taste, it was also not as good as Banned Immortal Drunken.
However, drinking this kind of wine, which is so strong that it makes people panic, has an indescribable sense of heroism, as if to say, this is how it should be for men.
"Zhao Kun, do you know? I am very fortunate for something."
"Your Majesty, please make it clear." Zhao Kun swallowed Xingzi, stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
Li Shimin raised his hand, pointed to the west, raised the corners of his mouth, and his tone sounded so sad and sighing, but also revealed a feeling of happiness for surviving the disaster.
"Fortunately, I let Cheng Sanlang go to Chang'an, otherwise, I... I'm afraid I would have sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man."
After hearing Li Shimin's sensational emotion, Zhao Kun glanced at His Majesty who was looking to the west in bewilderment, thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty is the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty. God bless the Tang Dynasty and God bless my emperor."
"Haha... Yes, destiny is mine, so I can drink here safely..."
After taking another sip of wine, Li Shimin looked back and stared blankly at the Yaoguang Palace in trance.
My father is now very old, but fortunately his body is quite strong, so he can withstand the bumpy journey back and forth between Chang'an and Luoyang.
But if, if my father hears this news, it will be like digging out his heart, digging up the wounds that were finally smoothed out again.
Li Shimin didn't think that his father could see such a reincarnation tragedy happen again to his grandchildren after seeing his own sons and brothers killing each other.
Now, the news must not have spread yet, so he must make a decision. No matter what, he must not let his father know about it.
I hope that my father can live a long life, so that my unfilial child can be more filial...
"Zhao Kun, go back to Yaoguang Palace." Li Shimin gritted his teeth and made a decision.