At this time, Gao Shilian also reacted, frowning and staring at his nephew: "Do you know how difficult it is to be a minister who saves the time?"
"If something happens to Da Gan, we can secretly bring Guanyin back and leave the capital anonymously. But if we really fall into it..."
Changsun Wuji was helpless. How could it be so easy to escape at that time?
Besides, if Maid Guanyin really has a prince, the people who attack the capital will definitely search for her. Wouldn’t her nephew be in danger?
Changsun Wuji's old uncle Meng was out of control and couldn't help but persuade the old uncle in front of him: "Uncle, how can wealth in this world come out of thin air? It's all earned through hard work!"
"Didn't you just say that you have already understood the ups and downs of an official life? Sometimes, you have to fight when you have to! If you don't fight..."
Gao Shilian blushed again: "You brat! What do you know!"
He blushed and said sternly: "This is what I call caution! The wealth and life of our family all depend on this. How can we make this decision easily?"
Changsun Wuji bowed his head obediently this time: "Uncle has foresight and the child has learned a lesson."
"snort."
Only then did Gao Shilian let him go and thought carefully about what he had just said: "Do you know how difficult it is to save the ministers of the times? It takes oneself to carry the entire court forward, to reform the evils and create a new one."
"My own family knows their own affairs. I can't be such a minister."
Gao Shilian shook his head slightly and turned to look at his eldest nephew: "But you have some possibilities as an auxiliary machine."
"I?"
Changsun Wuji was startled.
Just now he was filled with enthusiasm, but now after hearing what his uncle said, he also realized the difficulty.
"Uncle, I..."
Gao Shilian, however, thought of himself and continued: "However, to be a minister who saves the time, it is not enough to have the ability alone. You must also borrow the strength of heaven and earth from time to time."
"I have expressed my loyalty to His Majesty, and I am completely tied to Daqian. But what if His Majesty doesn't care? Even if he does, for what reason will His Majesty promote you? Will such a time come..."
Gao Shilian kept listing various possibilities. Changsun Wuji was stunned, thinking that it was so difficult to be a minister who saved the day.
At the end, Gao Shilian sighed: "Of course a person's destiny depends on personal struggle, but the historical process must also be taken into consideration..."
Changsun Wuji was a little embarrassed by what he said, but after all, the young man is passionate and has a good face, so what he just said cannot be ignored.
"Uncle, I...I..."
Gao Shilian didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.
Changsun Wuji's face turned red. He thought about the difficulties his uncle had said, what he had vowed to say, then about his sister at home, and finally about his nephew who might be born...
"Uncle, I..."
Changsun Wuji gritted his teeth and made a decision: "I think we still have to do it! How will we know if we don't do it?"
Gao Shilian finally showed a smile on his face, nodded and said: "Since you have this heart, it doesn't matter if I accompany you to give it a try!"
"good."
At this moment, Changsun Wuji was not happy to be recognized by his uncle. Instead, his heart sank, and he felt uneasy.
If you are not careful in the future, your whole family may die.
How can it be so easy to save Da Gan now? Time is extremely tight to save the minister of time!
"Uncle, let's not wait any longer!"
Changsun Wuji wanted to do it quickly when he said it, and urged: "Hurry up and enter the palace to see His Majesty!"
"Humph! This is just to say that you may be the minister of salvation, but you are so impatient?"
Gao Shilian puffed his beard and glared: "You are still giving me advice? If I said you could take the job directly, would you be in the sky now?"
"Uncle..." Changsun Wuji was helpless. How long had it been since then, and he still cared about these trivial details?
Gao Shilian was unambiguous on this matter, and continued to speak loudly: "Why don't you go directly to see your Majesty? If something goes wrong with your Majesty, we will have no room for change!"
"Then what do you think we should do? Uncle?"
Gao Shilian stared at him: "You are smart, but you are still a bit green now!"
"We don't know what His Majesty's attitude is at the moment. Naturally, we need to write a letter to Guanyin Maid first, asking her how she is doing, and then ask her to help find out what His Majesty has to say. In this way, we will have an idea and can deal with it calmly."
Changsun Wuji was startled and couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "Uncle, ginger is still hotter when he is old!"
Changsun Wuji took the paper and pen at the side, walked forward and handed it to Lao Jiang... No, the old uncle said: "Uncle, let's write a letter to Guanyin!"
This time Gao Shilian didn't say anything else. He straightened up and polished his ink, and couldn't help but said: "Even if there is no such thing, I should write a letter..."
"This damn girl was crying profusely before entering the palace. Her uncle is older than her younger brother... Now that she has entered the palace, she doesn't even send a message back. I think she has forgotten us a long time ago..."
Changsun Wuji sweated profusely, wondering why you are so jealous now.
Suddenly, Gao Shilian threw two more pieces of paper over.
"If you have anything to say, write it to her as well. Give another one to your mother. She hasn't seen her daughter in a while."
"Yes, uncle." The auxiliary machine suddenly felt a sore nose.
…
After noon, Changsheng Hall.
The sound of bamboos was surging, and the lake water lapped on the shore, causing splashes of water.
A cluster of thousands of flowers is pressed against the stem, and the broken red silk threads are bunched together. The bright red pomegranate flowers are clustered beside the lake, vying for beauty.
In the pavilion by the lake, Li Qian sat slumped on a chair, his eyes blank, staring intently at the wonderful lake view.
Who am I? What do I do?
Did I come to this world just to be like this every day? Who in the future can remember me?
Can I make great achievements and become a great emperor? But is this meaningful?
Where is the end of life...
"His Majesty."
The old eunuch Wei Zhongxian hurriedly ran over from outside. Just then, His Majesty withdrew and stayed here with Empress Changsun for a long time.
The old eunuch didn't dare to run in until the empress left.
Looking at the somewhat haggard face of His Majesty the Emperor, the old eunuch couldn't help but feel distressed and said: "Your Majesty, you have lost a lot of weight in the past few days. Do you want me to prepare some supplements for you? There are also some tiger penises and other things in the palace.
Objects…”
Hearing the old eunuch coming, Li Qian suddenly came out of that magical state.
"Have I lost weight?"
He straightened up and touched his face, but he didn't feel any difference.
However, after Wei Zhongxian reminded him, he also discovered the problem.
"It does seem a bit...indulgent these days."
Li Qian touched his nose and reflected on himself.
This goes on day and night, and even my iron-clad body cannot bear it.
Wei Zhongxian couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, I will prepare now!"