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Chapter 668: Another Mid-Autumn Festival 8(2/2)

"Anything else, Your Highness?"

"When you come back, bring me a piece of bamboo, the thickness of your little finger will do."

Saburo was stunned again, "Okay!"

He turned around and left. Wu Qian stood up, walked back and forth in the study, and stood in front of the window.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window.

The bright sunshine shone on his face through the window lattice.

There was a bright smile on his face.

He stretched out his two hands and grabbed the sunlight.

The rivers and lakes on the left hand, the temple on the right hand.

Everything must be under the control of this palace!

Mr. Yuan from the Qintian Prison has already measured the auspicious date for his succession. Next autumn is a bit far away, but it will only last a year, so it will be very soon.

After I succeed to the throne, I will first cut down the vassalage!

Secondly, I also want to implement reforms, but I cannot vigorously develop industry and commerce like Ning Guo did.

What a fool!

Li Chenan is dead, how could Wen Boyu be so confused?

Food is the most important thing for the people, and I want to reform the bad land administration... let the clan gentry who have annexed a large amount of land spit out the land of the common people!

Only by returning the land to the people can we demonstrate the mighty imperial grace.

Just when Wu Qian was thinking this, Xiao Guizi walked in with Yun Shuxian.

"Sir, please sit down!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Wu Qian poured a cup of tea for Yun Shuxian, "I wonder if sir, have you heard the news from Xiahe County?"

"Your Highness is talking about the news about Li Chenan's teacher Xiao Li Feidao Li Xiaofeng?"

"Exactly!"

After a pause, Wu Qian frowned slightly, and then said: "Originally, I didn't take this news to heart when I heard it, but after thinking about it carefully these days, I still feel a little confused."

"What is the confusion, Your Highness?"

"On our trip to Ningguo, we found out everything about Li Chenan's life experience... He has never left Guangling City at all, so how could he come to be such a gentleman who lives in the mountains?"

Yun Shuxian was startled, "Then your Highness thinks...?"

Wu Qian shook his head: "When something goes wrong, there must be a monster, so I asked the Chief of Staff to go check it out again."

"This Li Xiaofeng and his wife are from Shuzhou!"

"Li Chen'an and Zhong Li Ruoshui died on the top of the Western Mountain in Shuzhou!"

"Li Chenan used a flying knife, and Li Xiaofeng also used a flying knife!"

"Li Chenan was originally going to take Zhong Li Ruoshui to the Sword-Cleaning Tower. This Li Xiaofeng took her wife to the Sword-Cleaning Tower as well."

"Li Chenan's poems are the most popular in the world, and the poem "Linjiang Immortal, Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passes East" written by Li Xiaofeng in Jianghu Xiaotuan... This poem is also the most popular in the world!"

Wu Qian raised his head and looked at Yun Shuxian.

Yun Shuxian was shocked: "Your Highness, you mean... Li Xiaofeng is Li Chenan?"

Wu Qian did not nod or shake his head.

His eyes rolled and he suddenly laughed.
Chapter completed!
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