If nothing happens, Li Chenan is somewhat interested in Prince An Wu Huan's invitation.
After all, in his original intention, traveling around the world was his original wish.
But now he's in trouble.
It's still very urgent.
In addition, both he and Zhongli Ruoshui wore masks.
No matter how exquisite this thing is, it is still somewhat different from human face.
If the light is very good, if the distance between each other is closer, if the time together is a little longer, there may be flaws at some point.
Therefore, Li Chenan pondered for three breaths and said very apologetically:
"I shouldn't refuse His Highness's kindness, but I really have something to do."
Wu Huan showed a little regret on his face: "What's the matter, sir? Although I... although I am not powerful in the palace, I am still a prince after all, and I still have some dignity."
"If your husband needs me to do something, I regard him as my elder brother. You can speak up and we must never let anything get worse."
"Just say, if I can't do it, I will tell you."
The waiter brought the food and wine to the table.
Wu Huan took the jug and poured a glass of wine for Li Chenan and Zhongli Ruoshui.
Li Chenan picked up the wine glass and said, "Thank you dear brother first. I'm not good at drinking, so I'll have a drink with you as a brother!"
"Thank you, Brother Li!"
The two drank a glass of wine. Li Chenan put down the glass and said:
"I think my dear brother also knows that my disciple has a martial arts master in Guangling City, Wu Xichen from the Xijian Tower."
Wu Huan nodded, "I have indeed heard about this. I heard that he also learned the first four techniques of Fujian Zhoutian Jue?"
Li Chenan did not deny it, "It's a pity that his attainments in martial arts are far less than those in literature. If he had understood a few more techniques, he would not have died so easily on the top of the Western Mountain."
"I came out of the mountains to the Kingdom of Wu just to go to the Xijian Tower to help him fulfill a long-cherished wish he had during his lifetime."
Ran Shiping, the great elder of Xijian Tower who was standing by, heard this and asked in surprise: "What was his long-cherished wish during his lifetime?"
"Half of the ashes of his master Wu Xichen were buried in the Xijian Tower. He originally thought... that after the troubles in Ningguo were settled and the eldest son of the emperor was taken back, he would go to the Xijian Tower to pay homage to Wu Xichen. .”
"Of course, I think you also know that he has a fiancée named Zhongli Ruoshui."
"Zhongli Ruoshui has a congenital cold disease. To cure her disease, my disciple needs to practice the Fu Er Zhou Tian Jue to the Great Perfection."
"So, he originally wanted to take his fiancée to the Xijian Tower to see the Forgetting Platform, the holy land of the Xijian Tower."
"Let's see if we can find that glimmer of opportunity... He died before it happened."
"I was also very sad, so I took my wife out for a walk and went to the Xijian Tower to burn a stick of incense and a handful of paper for my disciple Wu Xichen."
"If I can go to the Wangqingtai and help him take a look...this trip will be considered complete."
"Nothing will happen from now on. If my dear brother is still in Dongxu City, I will come to find you again."
"If my dear brother has returned to Xiling County... I will go to Xiling County to meet my dear brother."
"As for living together in a cottage, let's forget it. The two of us are used to relaxing in the mountains and fields. After a small gathering with my kind brother..."
Li Chenan raised his wine glass again and sighed, "A green mountain will never tire of three glasses of wine, and a long day will last only one game of chess."
"Taoran has no joy and no worries, life is free."
"Maybe we'll meet again, maybe we'll never meet again, they're just like duckweeds left to drift."
"We, husband and wife, are really tired from traveling today. I would like to thank you for your kindness by lending me this glass of wine."
"Let's talk about the wine all night and wait for another day. After drinking this glass of wine, we say goodbye to my brother. On a certain day of a certain year and a certain month, we will meet again by chance!"
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Li Chenan left the patio with Zhongli Ruoshui and Qin Rigang.
Prince An Wu Huan was not angry.
"First Elder, Miss Xia, please sit down."
Ran Shiping, the chief elder of Xijian Tower, and Xia Hua bowed and sat in the pavilion.
Prince An poured a glass of wine for the two of them, pointed to the delicious dishes on the table, and sighed slightly:
"This is the true elegance!"
"My king, it's still a bit too superficial."
"This Mr. Li...sees everything clearly and lives a free and easy life!"
"You can't pretend to be that kind of free and easy, that kind of naturalness, that kind of calmness when things happen!"
"I never expected that he was Li Chenan's husband... But after listening to Mr. Li's words tonight, I finally understood the meaning of a famous teacher and a great disciple."
"Li Chenan's achievements in poetry are unmatched by anyone in the world, except for his teacher!"
"Mr. Li has such a high level of knowledge and skills. People like this usually use their skills to go to a certain country in exchange for an excellent future."
"With Mr. Li's unparalleled talents and knowledge... I really want to recruit him as my chief staff... but I know that I am not worthy!"
"Mr. Li's talent should be promoted to the temple, and he should be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister!"
"But he was indifferent to his ambitions and lived in seclusion in the mountains. If Li Chenan hadn't died on the top of the Western Mountains, he might not have come to this world."
"Why……"
Wu Huan sighed again, raised his glass, and drank a glass of wine.
"This is seeing through!"
Wu Huan put down his wine glass, stood up and stood outside the pavilion.
He raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
He put his hands behind his back and chanted slowly:
"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward,
The waves wipe out all the heroes.
Right or wrong, success or failure turns to nothing,
Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns……"
He withdrew his gaze, turned around and walked into the pavilion. Instead of lamenting Mr. Li, he looked at Xia Hua and said:
"You have a good husband."
"In the future, if Mr. Li has poems, please remember to send them to me on a fast horse!"
Xia Hua nodded.
Wu Huan looked at Ran Shiping again and pondered for three breaths, "Since Mr. Li is going to Xijian Tower, the First Elder will accompany him. I have something to do in Kyoto, and if I have time, I will also go to Xijian Tower. Therefore, it would be best if the Great Elder could keep Mr. Li in Xijian Tower for a while."
"But Great Elder, remember, never force me to stay!"
Ran Shiping bowed his hands and said, "I understand!"
"By the way," Wu Huan looked at Bu Jinghong again, "I will vouch for you and temporarily save your life."
"But one cannot fail to keep one's word. Tomorrow, you will also set off with Elder Ran to Xijian Tower."
"As for your killing of Wu'an Hou Chejue... I still think you did the right thing!"
Bu Jinghong bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness!"
"You don't need to thank me, because the outcome of this matter is still unknown."
"The power of Marquis Wu'an in Kyoto is not small. Concubine Shu is his daughter and my king's concubine. If she must be held accountable... I have no better way."
"However, if you worship at the door of Xijian Tower, your thirteenth uncle Wu Ximiao may be able to help you survive this disaster."
Wu Huan explained these things, sat at the table, and thought of Li Xiaofeng again.
I met him for the first time tonight, and I got to know Mr. Li roughly through his words.
But how can such a strange person be taken under his command?
There is no rush.
At least Mr. Li did not refuse his invitation and even called him his lifelong good brother.
It’s just this farewell, when can I see him again?
Wu Huan is not happy.
He was a little melancholy.
In his mind was the poem, and the image of Li Xiaofeng standing in the wind against a tree.
