Chapter 877: Escape from the Summer (End)

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Pei Shiju lived through the Northern Qi, Northern Zhou, Sui, and Tang dynasties in his life. He also worked with Yu Wenji and Dou Jiande in the middle. He served more than ten monarchs. He was not without a thick skin, but he was a little unable to hold on at this moment.

Li Yuan greatly praised Li Shan's words of thanks... Pei Shiju was indeed a man of high integrity. He recommended such talents to the country, but he did not regard himself as the recommender, and he did not even have a personal relationship with him.

Li Shan stood aside and smiled, just watching the excitement, occasionally glancing... He admired Pei Shiju a little. Although he was extremely embarrassed, it didn't show on his face at all.

What a great acting skill!

After a while, Pei Shiju finally stood up and resigned after guessing that his endurance had reached its limit... Li Shan also diligently helped the old man to the entrance of the palace.

Helping Pei Shiju out, Li Shan was mainly afraid that the old man wouldn't be able to hold on and would fall over and suffer a cerebral hemorrhage or something like that.

Having been rivals for so long, it was only then that Pei Shiju and Li Shan had their first face-to-face communication... However, neither of them spoke.

At this time, there is no practical meaning in saying anything.

Li Shan stayed in Renshou Palace these days, largely to communicate with Li Shimin through Ling Jing... However, it was later learned that Li Shimin had also thought of this place.

Now, through Li Yuan's permission to Li Shimin to leave Luoyang, it has been shown that Li Yuan began to blatantly cut off King Qin's wings. However, because of the strength of Daxingtai in Shaanxi Province and the prestige of King Qin in the military, court, and local areas, this step was inevitable. It will be very, very slowly.

Not to mention ten or eight years, but even five or six years... Can Pei Shiju wait that long?

Seventy years are rare in life, and Pei Shiju is already seventy-eight years old. To put it mildly, he may leave Hexi at any time.

Therefore, Li Shan's advice to Li Shimin is that if you want to do it, you should do it early.

On the one hand, it was because Pei Shiju would definitely take action, and on the other hand, it was because Li Shan had an almost intuitive worry about the Turks.

It has been delayed for too long. With the Turks exerting great pressure on Datang, Li Yuan may re-enable Li Shimin, but this is absolutely unacceptable to Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji... It may very well lead to a tragedy.

There may be a mutiny that Li Shimin cannot control, or Chang'an may be captured by the Turks due to internal fighting...

This is also the main reason why Li Shan came to see Li Yuan today.

Faced with Li Yuan's invitation, Li Shan shook his head and said, "I was joking with my friends a few days ago. It's not that I was afraid of the difficulty and was unwilling to do anything, because I thought he was too clear-eyed about right and wrong."

Li Yuan laughed and insisted on playing a few games with Li Shan.

Li Shan was forced to sit down with an expressionless face, and looked at Li Yuan's face with an expressionless expression as the joy grew... It's not that I'm Shanmei, it's really a coincidence this time.

"By the way, uncle, I heard..." Li Shan casually gave birth to a son, "I heard that the elder Chen Fu, the eunuch of the palace, once lived in Lingnan?"

Li Yuan was startled, "Really?"

"Yes." Li Shan coughed twice, "Maybe Chen Fu also learned the art of making ice from Lingnan?"

Li Yuan snorted, "You... Pingyang are going to be verbose again!"

"Do you want your nephew to stay in Renshou Palace?" Li Shan curled his lips, "I will leave for Longzhou tomorrow."

"Why do you have to go back tomorrow?"

"That's when I made up my mind." Li Shan looked at the trapped chess pieces, "Just when my uncle insisted on my nephew sitting down."

Li Yuan couldn't help but burst into laughter, threw down the chess pieces and cursed with a smile: "You are so narrow-minded!"

Li Shan rolled his eyes but didn't refute anything. Over there, Concubine Wan Gui came over with several maids carrying food boxes.

"Give Huairen a bowl, too." Li Yuan casually ordered, "It might as well be given to Chen Fu. Dalang and Jieyu are both in the capital. Let them go back to the capital to make ice, which can relieve the heat."

Li Shan was holding the iced mung bean soup and was about to eat it when he found that his calf was being hugged. He looked down and picked up a chubby child with a smile, "Why did Shiyilang sneak out?"

"You two are really close." Li Yuan watched Li Shan feed mung bean soup to King Xu Li Yuanjia, which was a bit tasty, "You are too young to use ice."

Li Shan then put the spoon into his mouth and said, "Uncle won't let you eat...don't blame me."

Li Yuanjia, who was only seven years old, immediately looked at Li Yuan with tears in his eyes... making the latter dumbfounded.

Before the army in Jinyang, Li Yuan had only five sons. Li Xuanba died young, and Li Zhiyun died in Chang'an, leaving only three legitimate sons... The youngest of them, Li Zhiyun, was born in the third year of Renshou in the Sui Dynasty, and only three years after Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty Yang Jian ascended the throne. , there are still fifteen years before Li Yuan becomes emperor.

In the past fifteen years, Li Yuan has not given birth to a son, but after he ascended the throne, from the first year of Wude to the present, he has fourteen sons alone, basically making up for the previous fifteen years... Among them, he is the most favored The first one was Li Yuanjia, who was first named King of Song and then King of Xu.

At just seven years old, he was called the "Fairy Boy" because of his intelligence.

Li Shan hugged Li Yuanjia and played around, chatting casually with Li Yuan... The latter was obviously very suitable for this kind of atmosphere, and he was very lively. He also asked Li Shan in detail about various matters in Longzhou, about recruiting He Panren's old troops, and asking Li Yuan Shen Tong asked for Hou Chen's eldest son and had no objection.

After a while, Li Shancai brought the topic back to business, "My nephew will go back to Longzhou tomorrow. How long will uncle be at Renshou Palace?"

"It depends on the weather." Li Yuan said casually: "It has to be July."

Seeing the difference in Li Shan's expression, Li Yuan frowned and asked, "Huairen has any objection?"

"I don't dare." Li Shan put down Li Yuanjia and saluted: "Your Majesty, I don't know the inside story of the Turks, so I dare not make any assertions."

"But a few years ago, thousands of cavalry from the Turkic division defeated Lingzhou and Yuanzhou and captured Dazhen Pass."

"The Great Earthquake Pass is just a short distance from Renshou Palace. It can be reached in one day with a galloping horse."

"Your Majesty is the lord of the world. You cannot escape the heat and put yourself in danger."

Listening to Li Shan's advice, the smile on Li Yuan's face grew stronger and he said with a smile: "Someone once said that Huairen has the image of a flatterer, but today we know that this is not the case."

Li Shan was really worried. Who is such a mean-mouthed bastard?

A person like me who is not good at flattering can actually become a flatterer! ?

"Don't worry, Duke Dai has reported that there was great chaos in Wuyuan County ten days ago." Li Yuan said proudly: "After Ashina She'er returned to Wuyuan County, he helped Jieli Khan to check and balance Tuli Khan. "

"Ten days ago, Ashina She'er went to war with Tuli Khan. The former personally led his troops into battle and was defeated, and he almost captured Tuli alive."

Li Shan let out a long breath, "His Majesty clearly saw that releasing Ashina She'er would trigger civil strife in the Turks."

Ashina Sheer actually wanted to use this to gain the trust of Jieli Khan even when rumors were flying everywhere?

The bad premonition in Li Shan's heart became stronger. He had met Ashina Sheer so many times, and he was very confident that he was right. This Turkic man under thirty had a suppressed feeling deep in his heart. Ambition that flourishes everywhere.

(End of chapter)