Li Fengman's mouth suddenly popped out of the sentence "Uncle Huang, help", and Li Daozong was excited.
Sure enough, the skinny dog An Pinghou in front of him is his eldest nephew!
Big nephew, uncle has finally found you!
Li Daozong burst into tears, and became more and more identified with Li Fengman's identity, eagerly took Li Fengman's hand, and said: "Don't be afraid of the emperor's nephew, even if you have any difficulties, just mention it to the emperor's uncle, with me Li Daozong, no one in the entire Chang'an City dares to do anything to you!"
” Li Daozong's cowhide was full, Li Fengman shuddered, and couldn't help but think of Cheng Yanjin's heroic posture when he also swore to boast, and he couldn't help but wonder why these generals in the early Tang Dynasty all had the vice of running trains with their mouths full.
Could it be that this kind of bragging disease can also be contagious to each other?
If Li Daozong was really so awesome, Li Chengqian would not have been sent to a remote place like Fuchuan where birds don't for half a year.
This kind of thing, just listen to it, don't take it seriously, otherwise you can only suffer yourself.
"Uncle Huang, it's enough to have your words!"
Li Fengman also pulled Li Daozong's hands and didn't let go, and said excitedly: "The little nephew has long wanted to find the emperor's uncle's protection, but now his status is low, and under normal circumstances, he has no chance to see the emperor's uncle in person, so the little nephew followed the dynasty's suggestion and used this method to force the emperor's uncle to show up, and I hope that the emperor's uncle will not be blamed." ” Dynasty: "......"
It's enough to say it once, what do you mean by repeatedly deducting the black pot from Lao Tzu, it's endless, right?
If it weren't for the 300 yuan back pot fee that Li Fengman had just promised, the dynasty would have lifted the table and picked the picks and wouldn't play with them.
Li Daozong glanced at the dynasty with disdain again, patted Li Fengman's shoulder generously, and said, "Don't worry, the imperial uncle knows that you are a sincere child, and he will not blame you."
If you want to blame, blame the pickled dirty stuff that put you in the ditch. ” The dynasty wants to vomit blood, these two uncles and nephews are really enough, and they don't shy away from saying bad things about people, isn't this bullying honest people?
If you continue to be so verbose, Lao Tzu is really going to go crazy, this time there is absolutely no way to say that there is no Qianguan!
"Uncle Huang, you have always been an upright and resolute virtuous general in your little nephew's heart, and you are an idol that your little nephew has admired since he was a child!"
Li Fengman also followed the nonsense, isn't it just saying good things and slapping sycophants, who wouldn't?
Sure enough, Li Fengman complimented him with a few words, and Li Daozong's whole person felt a little floating, and he didn't know why.
"Uncle Huang, this time the little nephew came to Chang'an incognito, just to ask the emperor for help, Uncle Huang, you must save the little nephew!"
After laying the groundwork for so long, Li Fengman finally said his ultimate goal: "Someone wants to assassinate the little nephew, in the entire Chang'an City, except for the imperial uncle, the little nephew can no longer think of anyone else who can save the life of the little nephew." ” As he spoke, Li Fengman grabbed Li Daozong's hands vigorously, pitiful and desperate.
Li Daozong did not flinch, looked directly at Li Fengman, and revealed his true feelings: "The old man has heard about this matter for a long time, and Chang'an City has also been ruthless for a while because of this matter.
It's just that later, I heard that the abolished prince had died, and the real stabbed was just an imposter named Li Feng, so it was gone. ” "If I hadn't seen the emperor's nephew in person today, I am afraid that my uncle would still be kept in the dark."
As he spoke, Li Daozong's eyes widened, and the momentum on his body was magnificent: "Come on, come on, tell Uncle Wei, who wants to kill you, as long as you say one, two, three, no matter who it is, Uncle Wei will never let him go!"
” Li Fengman turned his head to look at Lao Fugui'er and said, "Old Fugui'er, you come to tell Uncle Huang, who doesn't want me to live!"
” The old rich man took a step forward according to his words, bowed to Li Daozong, and said: "Wu Wangke, Shu Wangtai, Jin Wangzhi, Cen Wenwen, Yu Wenshi and ......"
Li Daozong's face suddenly darkened a little, so many people want you to die, so why don't you die?
Old Fuguier reported more than a dozen names in one breath, most of them were old enemies before the abolished prince, where do you want to save your life, you obviously want to kill people with a knife, take the opportunity to take revenge, and be as witty as my Jiangxia King, how can you be fooled?
Li Fengman was also a little frightened when he heard it on the side, how many enemies the abolished prince had, he had heard the old rich and noble mention it before, but when he heard it today, he couldn't help but feel a little cold.
What a lot!
And it's not a powerful prince, or a minister in power, and what's even more outrageous is that the old rich and noble man actually counted the current crown prince Li Zhi into it.
Is this going to be done, to take him Li and others to the desperate road of fighting for imperial power?
"Old rich man!"
Li Daozong and Li Fengman stopped Lao Fuguier almost at the same time, and Lao Fuguier's voice was stunned, and said: "The old slave is just telling the truth, in Chang'an City, there are too many people who have reason to want to take the life of the old man, it is simply too numerous. ” "Well, that's true!"
Li Daozong nodded very straightforwardly, "Back then, many people felt that the prince was too weak and incompetent, and he was not worthy of sitting in the East Palace, and there were indeed many people who wanted to kill him." ” Wang Chao also nodded with a postscript and took the opportunity to fall into the ground: "That's true, there are no less than ten assassins stopped by our secret guards in the East Palace every year, and the former prince is indeed not very popular." ” Li Fengman: "......"
Was the abolished prince really so wasted before?
In this case, why are Cheng Biting Jin, Li Daozong and others still willing to stand on his side, either openly or secretly to help?
"My lord is orthodox!"
The old rich man glared at Li Daozong and the dynasty excitedly, the most intolerable thing for him was that someone said bad things about their master in front of him, no one could do it!
"Since ancient times, they have been all young and orderly, and my lord is the master of the East Palace, and those who talk nonsense are just red-eyed!"
Li Daozong and the dynasty did not speak out to argue with the old rich man.
Although the words of the old rich man are too heavy, there is one sentence that he said well.
That is, Li Chengqian is the eldest son of the emperor, no matter where he is arranged, he is qualified to ask the main East Palace, there is no doubt about this.
Many old ministers in the court, including Li Daozong himself, supported not only Li Chengqian, but also the orthodox people of the Tang Dynasty.
When Li Shimin became emperor, he did not set a good example with the people of the world, so in Li Chengqian's generation, many old ministers in the court were extremely eager to bring everything back to the normal track.
It's a pity that Li Chengqian was not angry, and he had a good hand, but in the end he was beaten to pieces.
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So much so that in the end, he had to make a desperate bet, and ended up with a bleak ending where he failed to rebel and was demoted to the common people and sent to Qianzhou.
Li Fengman secretly gave a thumbs up to the old man, which was said in a tough way, and also made Li Fengman instantly understand that this was the real cause of his death.
The lineage is orthodox, if you don't die, where will others have the opportunity to ascend to the throne?
Orthodoxy, you don't die, how can those old ministers who support orthodoxy die?