Overall, the peace talks this time were not considered successful, and Li Jiuzhou did not contribute much. He did not cause trouble to Honglu Temple, and he was already an Amitabha.

Now that the peace talks have ended, it is natural to reward according to merit. The emperor ordered people to reward Honglu Temple with some gold, silver and jewelry, and his share was not missing.

These were all expected things. What surprised him the most was receiving the invitation from the prince.

Prince Li Heng, who rarely formed cliques, actually picked a sunny day and sent someone to invite Li Jiuzhou, who had just received the black-clad food envoy, to enjoy the scenery together.

The carriage slowly passed through the streets, passed through alleys, and stopped in front of a manor.

There are overgrown weeds and a half-dry lotus pond, and in front of you is a small, depressed manor.

Li Jiuzhou looked around. He had promised to come to enjoy the scenery, but was he just going to see this decaying scenery?

If I hadn't looked up and saw the Sanqing Temple from a high place, I would have thought I was outside the capital.

Although this manor was clean, fortunately it was inhabited by people, so Li Jiuzhou would not think that the prince was trying to trick him out and harm him.

A servant came forward and knocked on the door. The door opened, and the servants inside came out. The prince waved his hand to the entourage behind him, indicating that they did not need to follow him.

The attendant then unloaded several boxes of things from the car and placed them at the door, and the people in the village hurriedly moved them in.

Li Jiuzhou looked at it, said nothing, and followed the prince in.

There were two young boys standing there already, bowing their bodies and leading the two of them in.

The courtyard gradually deepened, with flowers and branches and shallow water, and the scenery was quite elegant. There were not many people along the road. When they saw the prince in twos and threes, they all bowed and stayed by the roadside calmly.

Finally, they arrived at the house. After serving the wine, tea and fruits, the boys all left.

The sunlight poured down from the window lattice and shimmered on the table.

A few flies were buzzing around. Li Jiuzhou thought they were noisy, so he got up and went out, broke off a willow branch and inserted it into the vase next to the table.

The prince was not curious and just sipped the tea carefully.

"I didn't expect the prince to have such a manor in the wild." Li Jiuzhou said half-jokingly.

The prince smiled awkwardly: "This is not my house. I just come here to stay for a while occasionally. This place is quiet and suitable for heart-to-heart conversations."

"Why did the prince come to talk to me?" Li Jiuzhou was surprised. If the house was not his, then who did it belong to? Why did he come here?

Although the prince was not as good at composing poetry as the emperor, he was good at appreciating poetry. He said bluntly: "You are very talented and I appreciate it very much."

In Li Jiuzhou's view, this answer was a bit perfunctory.

It was not a joke to talk to the prince. Li Jiuzhou smiled back and did not dare to talk nonsense.

The prince was a very kind man. Seeing that Li Jiuzhou was a bit offended, he took the initiative to pick a topic: "Li Qing, what do you think of today's prosperous world?"

When men talk to each other, the topics are nothing more than camellias, soldiers and horses, women, governing the country, and bringing peace to the world.

After eliminating them one by one, it seems that the prince wants to chat with him.

"Very good." Li Jiuzhou replied casually.

The prince asked: "What's a good way?"

"Just like an epiphyllum."

He originally thought that the prince's face would change drastically, but Li Jiuzhou carefully observed his face. His face was as calm as water from beginning to end.

"This metaphor is quite new, and I would like to ask Li Qing to teach me." Li Jiuzhou said that this prosperous age was like an epiphyllum, and instead of being angry, the prince became polite.

He didn’t dare to give him advice, so Li Jiuzhou asked: “Then the prince thinks, is the world really peaceful today?”

The prince just shook his head.

Li Jiuzhou said bluntly: "Today's world is turbulent and unpredictable. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the situation between the DPRK and China."

"What Li Qing said was Shiro and Yang Yushi?"

Li Jiuzhou didn't expect that the prince would ask this. He hesitated and nodded, "Since the prince knows, that's the best thing."

The prince changed the topic again, "Li Qing's poetry is amazing. You might as well write a poem while you're enjoying yourself."

In the Tang Dynasty, poetry was indispensable wherever we went.

Recite poems when you are happy, recite poems when you are sad, recite poems when you are bored, and recite poems when you are busy.

The prince sat upright, but there was a sense of elegance and tranquility in his brows, as if he was putting himself outside, and he seemed tired of it all.

His eyes looked expectant. Li Jiuzhou thought for a while before opening his mouth and chanting: "Victory and defeat soldiers have unexpected family affairs. It is a man who is ashamed and endures shame. The children of Jiangdong are so talented, and there is no telling how they will make a comeback."

The prince closed his eyes and read the poem again with a very intoxicated expression.

"This poem is for the prince."

The prince suddenly opened his eyes: "What a poem, I have already appreciated its profound meaning."

Forbearance, for him, has long been used to it, and he has tolerated it for decades.

The prince always acted cautiously and was able to protect himself in the ups and downs.

Li Jiuzhou brought the topic to the point: "I don't know how old Li Ge's condition is, but it's really worrying."

The prince said calmly: "That's right. I didn't go to visit him. I just got news that Juro was not seriously ill this time."

This conversation between the two people is very strange. At first glance, it doesn't mean anything very deep, but in fact it has a deep meaning.

Li Jiuzhou is testing the prince, and the prince is testing Li Jiuzhou.

Both parties have almost finished testing, and they are just missing an opportunity to speak clearly.

The prince talked about the poem he had just written: "The poem you just wrote was very interesting. If Xiang Yu can endure the humiliation and bear the burden, he may be able to defeat Liu Bang."

"How can Xiang Yu compare with the Crown Prince, and how can Shiro compare with Liu Bang?" Li Jiuzhou finally explained his words more clearly, not wanting to beat around the bush anymore.

Since the prince deliberately invited himself here, he must have regarded himself as one of his own, so there was no need to be so cryptic.

Blindly hiding your clumsiness will only make people feel that they are unstable.

The prince lowered his head and thought, as if there was something he couldn't figure out.

Li Jiuzhou didn't bother him and let him think about it by himself. He reached for a bunch of green grapes on the plate and bit into pieces, but he frowned because of the sourness.

The prince did not see his embarrassed expression. After a long time, he slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion, "What should Juro do if he recovers?"

Li Jiuzhou saw that he was worried, so he took a peach and took a bite, "I'm afraid that he will fall ill."

The prince's expression remained unchanged and he stared at him closely.

"Prince, do you still remember the story of the three kings?"

The prince said sadly: "The important events in the palace have been witnessed with my own eyes, so I naturally know them."

Li Jiuzhou was startled: "The prince saw it with his own eyes?"

The prince nodded and said, "I was also in the palace that night."

"Does the prince know the reason?"

The prince was much older than Li Jiuzhou and had rich experience. Seeing that he asked this question, he must know something, so he asked: "Does it mean that Li Qing knows something about the three kings? Please tell the truth."

Li Jiuzhou bit his lip and slowly uttered a few words: "The three kings died unjustly."
Chapter completed!