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Raising his eyebrows, Shen Jungao asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
Li Xingchen coughed lightly: "Mr. Shen, His Highness Lechang is by no means a stupid person. Duke Shen invited him here with such a poor excuse. It is clear that he has something to ask for. No matter how much His Highness Lechang knows about poetry and articles, I’m afraid you have to weigh your interest.”
Hearing Li Xingchen's stern refusal, Xiao Shilian, who looked like he was making trouble, snorted dissatisfied. He was obviously very unhappy that there was no excitement. Pei Zilie also looked at Li Xingchen in surprise, obviously wanting to know why.
"What do you mean, Shizhong?" Shen Jungao asked.
Li Xingchen said in a deep voice: "Instead of making insinuations, it is better to get straight to the point. I will directly give this collection to His Highness Lechang in the name of Duke Shen. If the younger generation is not talented, he can write a poem on the cover of the collection, and also bother Duke Shen to write a letter." If you explain the reason for sealing it, I believe His Highness Lechang will have a sense of discretion."
"Forget it, without further ado, I will go to the East Palace now to report this matter to the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince and Mr. Fu should agree." Shen Jun Gaoxuan was about to walk out.
"Master Shen, wait a minute," Li Xingchen stretched out his hand, "There is no need to panic about this matter. Even if we can deliver this book to His Highness Lechang in time, His Majesty is still angry. Even if His Highness Lechang pleads for mercy, it will not help. It’s better to wait first.”
Shen Jungao was startled: "What are you waiting for?"
"Let's see if anyone takes action before us." Li Xingchen said coldly.
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A ray of moonlight shone through the window in front of the desk. Li Xingchen stretched out and gently closed a copy of "The Art of War" he took from the bookshelf of Xiao Mohe's study room.
Standing up slowly, Li Xingchen turned around the screen. His guard Li Ping now had his head on the chair. It was obvious that he couldn't hold it up and had fallen asleep.
Carefully bypassing Li Ping, Li Xingchen reached out and pushed open the door. The bright moonlight from 1,500 years ago illuminated the front of the court.
Picking up the Ziyun gun leaning against the wall, Li Xingchen walked out quickly. After a slight pause in his steps, he turned to the room next to him. Through the half-closed window, he could see Li Lian'er sleeping soundly.
"This girl is really big-hearted." Li Xingchen smiled bitterly, shook his head, and reached out to close the window.
The scenes at the back of the village that day came to Li Xinchen's mind like a film, but he held his breath and tried to focus on the few clips of Li Cheng, recalling his father's every move.
The smooth marksmanship was displayed in the hands of a seriously injured old man, and Li Xingchen raised his gun and swung it according to the movements in his memory. Unfortunately, the memory was too short, and Li Xingchen only left an impression on a few or two moves.
"Commander, why are you awake?" Li Ping rubbed his eyes and closed the door, "But you want to go out?"
This guy was still alert after all. Li Xingchen said in a deep voice: "I have something on my mind and can't sleep."
"Oh, does the military counselor want to practice gunnery?" Li Ping immediately cheered up. His main task was to protect Li Xinchen's safety. Today, in order not to attract attention, Li Xinchen went to Xu Ling's mansion alone, and almost died when he came out. Unfortunately, this has already made Li Ping blame himself very much, and now he seems to be following Li Xinchen closely.
Li Xingchen waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll just practice by myself. You can rest first."
"Who?!" A low shout came from outside the small courtyard door, interrupting the conversation between Li Xinchen and Li Ping. Pei Zilie, dressed in white, rushed in with a sword. When he saw Li Xinchen with a look of astonishment, he stopped and said, "Whoops?"
, scared me."
In order to facilitate travel these days, Pei Zilie has been staying directly at Xiao Maha's house. Anyway, the Xiao family is not small, but there are not many people, and some of them have empty rooms.
Li Xingchen raised his hand and said: "Brother Pei, although the world is not peaceful, there are not so many thieves! It's so late, why don't you rest?"
"Shizhong, you haven't had any rest either." Pei Zilie said with a smile, "Come on, since you can't sleep, why not have a few drinks?"
"The moonlight is like this. It's better to be respectful than obey your orders."
I have to say that the garden of Xiao Mansion is quite similar to Jiangnan gardens. Sitting on the pavilion, the evening breeze blows gently.
Pei Zilie took a sip of the wine and said, "This girl's red wine is as fragrant and delicious as Zhongli's before! It's a pity that Boqing slept to death, so he doesn't have such a good taste."
Li Xingchen nodded, but he was mentally disturbed by Hong, the daughter of the Xiao family, so he just touched his lips and said, "Brother Pei, are you still thinking about what happened during the day?"
"Yes, yesterday we convinced Pei Shangshu and Sikong, and we were able to figure out Duke Xiaomu's attitude. In the end, we were able to retain a secret hand, which was a fruitful harvest." Pei Zilie put down his wine glass, "But I always feel that,
Something doesn’t seem right.”
"Too smooth?" Li Xingchen raised his eyebrows.
Pei Zilie was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Xian brother Shizhong, do you think so too?"
"Then what is the problem? You and I both know Sikong. Now that he has said it, he will definitely not betray." Li Xingchen considered, "The only ones left are Duke Xiaomu and Pei Shangshu. Since something is wrong, it must be
There are variables, so where are these variables?”
"Xu Jian's variable in Duke Xiaomu is Xu Jian," Pei Zilie said without hesitation. "Since Xu Jian has met Chen Shujian and Chen Shucheng, it shows that even if he is not on the side of the Yangzhou governor, he must be moved.
If Jian makes this choice, what should Xiaomu Guild do? Should they part ways with their son, or should they help each other?"
Li Xingchen looked at the wine swaying in the wine glass; "The variables in Duke Xiaomu are expected, so what is the unexpected?"
"I always feel that there is nothing wrong with Pei Shangshu, but it's hard to tell about Pei Yun." Pei Zilie said in a deep voice, "Even a carefree person like Boqing can detect that something is wrong, which means there is indeed something wrong with this person."
"Pei Yun..." Li Xingchen pondered these two words. As a time traveler, he knew very well what weight these two words had in history. "Although this Pei Yun is not credible, after all, now Pei Yun
The minister is not something he can control yet, so we have to be careful. The most urgent task is to find out who the secret agent of the Yangzhou governor is."
Pei Zilie nodded: "General Zuowei has been preparing food and supplies these days, and the camp outside the city is also rarely busy. General Mao, the right guard, is in charge of training the new army. It is said that this new army will eventually be transferred to Zuowei.
He is under the general's command and is accompanying the army to attack Xiliang, so there is not much time left."
"It's really interesting that Your Majesty asked Right Guard General Mao Xi to help train the new army." Li Xingchen said with a frown. Right Guard General Mao Xi actually has another important position - Prince Guard Commander, in other words, he is the commander of the East Palace Guards.
, is the closest military commander under the Crown Prince. Letting him train new soldiers shows that His Majesty’s expectations for the Crown Prince have only increased.
"Your Majesty is anxious to train the new army. He may not have considered that much. What worries me even more is that Your Majesty will ignore the situation in the North and forcefully order the attack on Xiliang." Pei Zilie drank the wine in the glass, "When the time comes, we will