In Chang'an City, on the street away from the south gate, Wang Yi and Li Taibai drove a carriage towards the south gate, while Jiechen was sitting in the carriage, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Boy, your current state is not good."

Li Taibai took off the wine flask from his waist and took a sip of the Wannianchun prepared by Wang Yi in advance. It tasted really good, but it was still not as good as the Da Qin Royal Wine back then.

Wang Yi coughed slightly and drove the carriage, "Fortunately, the medicinal materials Wang Si found just now have stabilized the injury with the help of the doctor."

"On that long street, it must be hard to bear the attack of Qing Fan, whose Taoist skills are enough to rank among the top five in Taoism."

Wang Yi rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Nonsense, you think everyone is like you and can fight him off with one sword."

Li Taibai was very satisfied with Wang Yi's compliment. He had promised himself that he would treat himself to the best wine in Chang'an City, and he did so.

"Why don't you use the sword I gave you?"

Wang Yi said softly: "I put it outside the city, I don't want to let it go."

Li Taibai slapped Wang Yi on the head, "A swordsman is still a swordsman without his sword?"

"Oh, what about your Taibai Sword?"

When Li Taibai saw Wang Yi finally asking about the topic he wanted to talk about most, he coughed twice, found a good posture, and said: "Boy Wang, I found a disciple who didn't have the talent that day to say that his character is

It's also very good. I left the Taibai Sword to him in a small village outside Chang'an City."

Wang Yi said softly and congratulated him.

Li Taibai, who was originally thinking about telling Wang Yi how he was the child, suddenly lost interest, "It's really uncomfortable to chat with you. It's been a long time since I last saw you, and I don't want to talk to me more."

Wang Yi glanced at Li Taibai and knew that this old friend was just trying to distract himself from practicing.

"It's been so long, I'm very curious about Lao Li, which star is yours, and what is your artistic conception after becoming a saint."

Li Taibai took a guess and said mysteriously: "You guess."

Wang Yi gave up decisively and drove the carriage towards the south gate of Chang'an City.

Li Yuan found a chair for himself, sat down next to Zhang Zhongming, and drank slowly.

"Do I need to avoid it?"

Li Yuan took out the roast chicken in his arms, pulled off one of the chicken legs, and threw it to the white wolf. He also pulled off the other chicken leg, but it contained rhubarb, which was already drooling. He put it into his mouth and ate it.

"Need not."

Zhang Zhongming looked not far away, the only way out of Chang'an City, and slowly said, "Who wants to pass?"

Li Yuan took a sip of the ten-year-old Wannianchun he had just stolen from the palace, "There are many people, which one do you want to say?"

Zhang Zhongming decisively pretended to be dead and tore off most of the other roast chicken.

He fed it to the white wolf and rhubarb, while he gnawed on the few chicken bones and didn't bother.

Li Yuan, who was drinking, saw this scene and suddenly the drink in his hand had no taste, so he took a bite of roast chicken.

Not far away, an army of more than a hundred people was rushing towards here. The leader was none other than the second son of Duke Wei. This trip to Chang'an City was a fruitful one. They had provided food, grass and military pay for the border army, and the other party had seen it.

It was a letter written by Prime Minister Zhang himself. He patted his chest and vowed that within three days, two hundred thousand dan of grain and grass would arrive at the northern border, and no one would dare to stop it.

"Stop."

The second young master pulled the reins of the horse and waved his hands to the more than a hundred people behind him. The more than a hundred people behind him stopped one after another with orders and prohibitions.

The second young master took out the official document from the Ministry of War from his arms. The city guard turned back and glanced at Li Yuan and Zhang Zhongming in the shed. Li Yuan nodded and signaled to let them go.

After the city guarding officer returned the official document to the second young master, he announced the release. The second young master lightly glanced at the two people in the shed, clasped his fists in a gesture, and said nothing.

As a wealthy family in Chang'an City, Zhang Zhongming still recognized him, and the relationship on weekdays could not be said to be good or bad.

As for that brat Li Yuan, I have only met him as my uncle a few times, and even if he said hello, he was passable.

Li Yuan waved his hand as a greeting, but Zhang Zhongming was still lying there lifeless, holding the wine jar in his arms.

Zhang Zhongming looked at the direction in which the second young master was leaving and asked softly: "Is there anything else?"

Li Yuan didn't speak, just nodded and looked into the distance again.

The sun was about to set, and the fiery clouds on the horizon came into view, and the figures of the soldiers were reflected on the earth. At the south gate of Chang'an City, the number of pedestrians gradually became sparse, and Li Yuan knew that this was just the calm before the storm.

Not far away, a carriage drove slowly forward. It was Wang Yi and Li Taibai who entered the city gate. Wang Yi stopped the carriage. Far away, Wang Yi saw the royal guards in flying fish uniforms at the city gate.

People gathered everywhere, and after walking in, they found Li Yuan and a man of similar age sitting in a shed nearby. On the table, chicken bones and wine jars were placed there.

"I didn't expect Master Lu to ask you to wait here."

Li Yuan waved his hand, "My brother, if you say this, you are a foreigner."

Li Yuan took out a token from his arms and handed it to Wang Yi, "Here it is, Mr. Lu told you to personally escort Master Jiechen to Shili Changting outside Chang'an City, and then back to Chang'an City."

Wang Yi took the token and was a little confused as to why Lu Zhong would issue such an order, "Why?"

Li Yuan stood up and walked towards the carriage, "I don't know, but it's not a bad thing. Now in Chang'an City, my cousin smashed a lot of tributes in the Yuhua Palace when I came out."

"I heard my father mention this siege. It's not simple. It's very complicated. He might even have to come forward personally."

Wang Yi was a little shocked that he could let a vassal king, the Ming Dynasty

Will it be a simple matter for the military god to show up?

Of course not. Wang Yi, who thought it was just a dispute between rivers and lakes, suddenly felt a chill down his back.

"But if you get through it, there will be a lot of benefits."

Li Yuan came to the carriage and, smelling of alcohol, bowed solemnly to Jiechen inside. Jiechen, who felt Li Yuan's movements outside, slowly walked out of the carriage and helped the Crown Prince up.

Li Yuan laughed and said, "Master, I am Li Yuan. This ceremony is for my mother and concubine. My grandfather's family worships Buddha. As a grandson, I only believe it."

Then Li Yuan saluted again, "Just like back then, I was also a boy who yearned for the world. This bow is for everything the master has done."

As the Crown Prince of Yan, he always knows some things more than others. For example, what Master Jiechen did this time involved the battle of Qi. He had learned about it from his father, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Jiechen recited the Buddha's name, "I feel ashamed to have received it."

Li Yuan continued with a smile: "Back then, I kicked the gentlemen invited by my father out of the palace one after another. In the end, only Old Master Song Jinmo was willing to teach me and solve my doubts, even though I, as a student, didn't learn much.

Like this, but I remember one sentence very clearly: If you don’t like this flower, should he die?”

"It's unreasonable. My cousin is determined to kill the Buddha. I can't stand it, but I can't do anything. I can only apologize to the master on behalf of part of my Li family."

After saying that, he bent down and bowed again to Jie Chen who was getting off the carriage.

The old man clasped his hands together, as if he had been liberated and relieved, he lowered his head and said softly: "Donor Li is a person with deep connections with Buddhism. The old monk is a little happy that Donor Li can value the old monk so much."

Li Yuan laughed, turned around, faced Li Taibai on the side, looked left and right, and finally touched Li Taibai's arm with his hand, and kept muttering, "Li Taibai is alive."

, the living swordsman."

Although Li Taibai was happy to hear Li Yuan praise him, he still couldn't bear the fact that a grown man kept looking at him, "Boy, what are you doing?"

Li Yuan hurriedly saluted Li Taibai, "I have met Taibai Sword Immortal. I could clearly see the sword being drawn on the long street during the day from a distance. He is indeed a senior Sword Immortal."

After saying this, Li Yuan stood up and saluted, giving a thumbs up to Li Taibai. Li Taibai coughed twice and touched Wang Yi. "Look at how this boy named Li Yuan looks like you."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. I see that Brother Li has good bones. He should be a prodigy in martial arts."

Wang Yi on the side was really hopeless, because Li Taibai and Li Yuan seemed to regret meeting each other so late. The two of them were standing there arm in arm, just kowtow to become brothers with the same surname.

Seeing this scene, the kind-hearted Master Jie Chen on the side smiled and recited the Buddha's name.
Chapter completed!