Li Xia temporarily suppressed Li Zengbo's desire to come to "quell the rebellion" and said it simply, using only a few words.

But it is difficult to say that he has to command tens of thousands of troops loyal to him, to ensure a clear political situation, and to work hard to give hope to the soldiers and people under his rule...

And I also met someone like Li Zengbo who cared about the overall situation.

"The eight wastelands will be unified."

With another thought in his mind, Li Xia walked out of the tent.

The sky has darkened.

He was about to get on his horse when he suddenly heard someone shouting: "Prince Pingling, stay behind."

A middle-aged official quickly caught up with him, but before he arrived, his mouth was already full of praise and posthumous words.

"I have heard about the prestige of the county king for a long time, and I saw it today. It is true that he was so heroic when he was crowned the king. The county king guarded Bashu, controlled Yunnan and Guizhou, and restored Guanlong. He was frugal, opened up fields, encouraged farmers and mulberry trees, and learned martial arts scriptures, which were given by heaven and gods.

, who can compare with the county king?"

Li Xia raised his hand to stop the soldiers who wanted to stop the official.

By the time he finished his words of praise, the other party had already come to him, bowed his head and asked questions.

"In the past, the Han Dynasty offered sacrifices to the dust, and Cao Gong became a auxiliary. In Jin'an, it spread, and in the Song Dynasty, Wu Jian made a contribution to the unity."

This man spoke in a formal manner, but Li Xia understood him. He was comparing him to Cao Cao and Liu Yu.

Somewhat exaggerated.

What was rare was that the official in front of him did not come across as flattering. On the contrary, his attitude was enthusiastic and his tone was congenial.

Being able to see the situation in the world and speaking out boldly... At least there are few officials in the southeast who are like this, and most of them are indulged in the dream of the prosperity of the Song Dynasty.

"Today, the bandits are raging and the dust is filling the air. The king descends from heaven to seize power and establish hegemony. Then all the people will have hope and the soldiers will have hope. If this is the case, your achievements will be prosperous!"

The other party didn't bow to him, but his tone became more enthusiastic. After comparing Li Xia to Cao Cao and Liu Yu, he offered his support.

"The lower official has a poem to send to the prince."

"Okay." Li Xia said, "I'd like to hear the details."

"The five latitudes are shining brightly in Qin, and King Xiang dominates Pei Gongchen. Who knows that after four hundred years, the world has become a tolerant and generous person."

After Li Xia heard this poem, he thought about the meaning of the poem for a while.

The middle-aged official in front of him said again: "The king of Han has risen from Bashu to bring peace to the world..."

suddenly,

There was a flash of light, and a dagger was stabbed into Li Xia's throat.

After the middle-aged official made a speech, he suddenly moved very vigorously, and in an instant the cold light had arrived.

"Take your life!"

But when he yelled angrily, one of his wrists was pinched by Li Xia.

With a soft "click" sound, Li Xia broke the official's hand, grabbed the dagger and slashed the back of his hand, kicked him in the abdomen, and held him down.

Hu Legen rushed forward and pinned the official to the ground.

"Take your life..."

The official scolded angrily and shouted: "You traitorous minister!"

"Don't make any noise." Li Xia said: "I am the prince of the county who was granted the title by the imperial court. Do you have the official clothes and the order to kill me? If not, you are the traitor and traitor."

"So what?! I am acting today without anyone's instructions. If you want to kill me, I will kill you! Ha, I will give you another poem... Confucius, Ming and Han are not at odds with each other, and Liang Gong thought of his ministers and became emperor."

After Xiao Yan, who was the successor of Qi Jianliang, his family was ruined and his country was destroyed. He died of despair, and his descendants were cursed by Li Xia for the fate of being killed by Hou Jing.

Li Xia ignored these and just looked at the wounds on his hands.

If the dagger is poisonous, the person will die. If it is not poisonous, it doesn't matter.

If you want to achieve great things, you will inevitably be assassinated. Just get used to it.

"I don't know your name yet." Li Xia said, "I'll give you twenty breaths to escape back to the tent. I'll just pretend I've never met you."

The official was stunned for a moment.

Li Xia had already given instructions to Hu Legen: "Let him run away. Close your eyes and count twenty times. If you still see him after counting, kill him."

"King Jun, this is an assassin..."

Li Xia no longer needs to rely on killing people to establish his authority. He said calmly: "As long as he is willing to run away, he will serve me someday. From now on, he will conquer the world, share the same track, and rejuvenate the country. He must use talents."

There’s plenty of room.”

After saying that, he got on his horse and drove away.

Although Hu Legen didn't understand, he still let go of his hand and closed his eyes.

"one two three……"

Li Xia rode his horse out of Guiyi Camp and entered Hanzhong City.

After returning to the Prince's Mansion, he walked through the flower and tree path to the backyard, where he saw Tang An'an standing under an osmanthus tree, looking up at the branches and leaves.

"Um?"

"The prince is back." Tang Anan said a blessing, gentle and gentle.

"The osmanthus flowers haven't bloomed yet, what are you looking at?"

"The veil was blown up by the wind."

Li Xia hooked her sword and caught the falling veil.

Tang Anan took it and asked, "Has the prince been attacked again? There are two drops of blood on the sleeves."

"That's not true. An official from Lin'an disobeyed and was punished a little."

"Wash your hands first before going over? I won't let the princesses worry."

"That's fine."

The two walked side by side, and Li Xia asked: "Have you heard of Li Zengbo? He is very famous in today's poetry world?"

"But Mr. Zhai is a master of poetry and is good at tunes, but we don't often sing his lyrics because he disdains the tragic and solemn style of the orioles and swallows. As he said in his lyrics, 'Sing to live in the south stream,

I would like to learn from Jiaxuan Weng."

"I would like to learn from Jiaxuan Weng... He is a man who admires tragic heroes. No wonder."

"What?"

"No wonder you still refuse to rely on me to fight for fame."

"Don't you like Duke Kezhai?"

"That's not true." Li Xia said, "On the contrary, I am very grateful to Jia Sidao for sending another group of capable ministers."

"Jia Xiang is a little narrow-minded." Tang An'an said: "He redeemed my life and Nian'er's life back then. I am really grateful to him. I am also willing to repay this kindness, but... based on the prince's love for Nian'er.

In terms of love, even if there is no Jia Xiang, the county prince will still redeem Nian'er, right? He took the lead, but he threatened to repay the favor. "

She wiped Li Xia's hands and glanced at Li Xia carefully, as if to see if Li Xia had noticed what she said.

Without waiting for Li Xia to answer, she was afraid of hearing Li Xia's reply that he was only interested in Nian'er, so she quickly added: "The princess and the others are in the hall, let's go..."

"Do you like me?" Li Xia asked.

Tang Anan was stunned.

Li Xia picked up the handkerchief from her hand and poured the water from the basin.

"You always express things tactfully, why don't I say it directly."

In fact, last year, Li Xia planned to have a chat with her, but it was delayed because he wanted to marry Guan Long and then marry Zhang Wenjing.

Now that these things are done, the girl has been delayed for another year.

"You are very beautiful, and I feel pity for you. Anyway, I am attracted to you... I am also attracted to you, but to be honest, I am also jealous."

Tang Anan was already blushing, but when he heard the last sentence, he was stunned.

"Jealous?"

"You know, I was imprisoned when I was sixteen, and there was... a different person in my mind. I can't tell whether you liked the me before or the one you like now..."

Tang Anan's eyes widened, as if he was stunned.

After a while, she suddenly burst into laughter, covered her mouth and turned around.

Li Xia smiled bitterly and said: "You see, if you explain it clearly, some words are so stupid. I told you when we were in Lin'an, you have to think clearly whether you want to be someone by my side."

"So, the prince is blaming me for pestering you but not making it clear which you he likes?"

Tang Anan asked back, suddenly becoming much bolder, and even dared to scold Li Xia. Then he pinched his fingers and complained: "I have cared about you for so long, and this is all I care about..."

As he spoke, his voice became deeper and deeper.

"The root of the problem must be solved first."
To be continued...