Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 321 The Four Lis Meet Inside Xuanwu Gate [Please subscribe, please vote for the monthly ticket, please vote for the recommendation ticket! ]

After one month.

Chang'an, outside Xuanwu Gate.

The three Lis came together with their respective supporters, namely the various vassal states and princes who ruled the country.

When Li Xingyun entered the Xuanwu Gate, what caught his eye was the fake Li lying on a dragon throne with his eyes closed. He looked like a king with the power of holding the world.

"Your Highness, people are here!"

Li Siyuan, who was next to the fake Li, reminded him.

The fake Li opened his eyes and looked at Li Xingyun with scrutiny.

At this moment, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and thunder rumbled faintly, as if four dragons were really meeting and fighting each other.

The only person standing next to Li Xingyun was the King of Shu Meng Zhixiang, in addition to Lu Linglong, Zhang Lingyu, Corpse Ancestor Hou Qing and others.

Lu Linxuan, Hanba and Zhang Zifan have not yet appeared due to time constraints, other arrangements and other reasons.

Compared with Li Xingyun who had only the lonely King of Shu beside him, the fake Li was surrounded by many princes.

To the west of the fake Li, Li Cunxu sat calmly and drank tea, with people from the Xuanming Sect following behind him. There were also two men in black robes protecting Li Cunxu on his left and right, one tall and one short, making it difficult to tell their details.

Opposite Li Cunxu, was Meng Fan, who came alone, without any soldiers or followers. He also set up a table, tapped on the table intermittently, and looked at the three people with interest.

Watch the farce that is about to unfold!

Meng Fan is the King of Qin in Youzhou and a descendant of the Li Tang Dynasty. Although he is a bastard's son, he is naturally qualified to "sit at the table".

Li Siyuan was wary of Meng Fan, but when he saw Shu King Meng Zhixiang standing next to Li Xingyun, he couldn't help but frown and asked, "Shu King, are you standing in the wrong position?"

"Have it?"

"Didn't we agree to lend a helping hand to His Highness? Why did you stand beside that impostor?"

Meng Zhixiang was worthy of being a local vassal king. His words were very justified and he did not show any embarrassment at all.

Before, when Li Siyuan was trying to win over the princes from all over the country, he used both cunning and coercion, using every possible means. Among the princes standing behind the fake Li, more than half were forced to come because they were under the control of Li Siyuan.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight? Except for those who are really ambitious, who would be willing to wade into this muddy water?

Especially when he was trying to win over the King of Shu, Meng Zhixiang, Li Siyuan actually released the leprosy poison, causing countless deaths and injuries among the people in Shu, in an attempt to force the King of Shu to support the fake Li.

The King of Shu also agreed.

Little did people know that King Meng Zhixiang of Shu was most concerned about his beloved concubine. After Li Xingyun cured her, he decisively chose to support Li Xingyun.

Moreover, although Meng Zhixiang was not a very good King of Shu and could not love his people like his own children, he at least had some sense of justice and was willing to support the true bloodline of Li Tang.

Not the “fake” Li!
Listening to the King of Shu's sophistry, Li Siyuan remained expressionless and said with a fake smile: "Oh, then it seems that the King of Wu, the King of Wuyue, the King of Han, the King of Min, the King of Jinghai, the King of Dingnan, the future King of Chu, and I, the King of Jin, are in the wrong positions?"

At this moment, Meng Fan stopped tapping the table, and Li Cunxu put down his teacup at the right time, looked at Li Siyuan and sneered: "We are descendants of the Li Tang royal family, so you, a minister, have no right to speak, right?"

Li Cunxu deliberately emphasized the word "subject".

Li Siyuan glanced at Li Cunxu, his eyes cold and he said, "I only recognize that your Highness is the true descendant of the Li Tang dynasty. As for you, a traitor, how dare you bark here?"

Li Cunxu ignored Li Siyuan and said to the fake Li in a serious tone: "Your dog is not tied up properly, so you let it out like this and bark at people. Isn't that bad?" Li Siyuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he heard this, and his hand holding the Xiuwen fan kept clenching. He was about to step forward to debate with him, but the fake Li gave him a cold look.

"Get out!"

Li Siyuan was indeed able to bend and stretch. He remained calm even when scolded by the fake Li. He bowed respectfully, stepped aside and said, "Yes!"

However, it is unknown what Li Siyuan was thinking.

At least, in front of all the princes in the world, the fake Li is his king, and he must be the loyal minister. Li Siyuan must endure and pretend to be respectful and swallow his pride.

Even if the fake Li calls himself a "dog", isn't he the henchman of His Highness?

The fake Li stood up and glanced at the three people, as if he regarded this place as his home ground. Finally, he fixed his eyes on Li Xingyun and said, "How are you?"

Li Xingyun said calmly, "Nothing is wrong!"

Meng Fan also stood up at this time, and said meaningfully: "Your Highness has enjoyed watching the show for the past month. The dragons fight against the tigers. It's such a big show. I can't wait to be at ease. Naturally, I'm fine!"

This fight between dragons and tigers refers to the actions of Li Xingyun and the fake Li in trying to win over the princes of the world.

Li Cunxu also smiled and said, "Me too!"

But as far as Li Xingyun knew, the impostor who occupied Bianzhou had not moved his troops for the past month, as if he had nothing to do with the matter.

For a moment, Li Xingyun and the fake Li had no idea what Li Cunxu was up to and could only be cautious.

As for Meng Fan, aka Li Xingyu, the fake Li and Li Xingyun didn't expect him to join in the fun.

Then, Li Cunxu took the initiative and said, "Since I occupy Bianzhou, I am the master of this place. Guests are welcome. I will naturally do my best to be a good host. Come on, prepare a seat!"

Li Cunxu made a gesture, and immediately someone brought out a table that was only suitable for kneeling and placed it in the center.

Four people stood in front of the table, each occupying a corner.

Li Xingyun sighed, "I didn't expect that after being away from Chang'an for more than ten years, when I return, I'll be a guest!"

Li Cunxu stretched out his hand, knelt down immediately, and said: "It is said that the guest should follow the host's wishes. Please!"

Seeing this, the two Lis looked at each other sternly and sat down without any hesitation.

Meng Fan felt even more relaxed and at ease.

Li Cunxu smiled, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Meng Fan first, then poured a cup for the fake Li and Li Xingyun respectively, and finally filled his own cup, looking like a host entertaining his guests.

Just as Li Cunxu was pouring tea.

Fake Li stared at Li Xingyun intently and said, "You must be familiar with this chair behind me, right?"

Li Xingyun glanced at the dragon chair behind the fake Li, chuckled, and asked, "Why do I feel familiar with it?"

Because this center is far away from the princes, the fake Li naturally does not need to hide too much.

Immediately, the fake Li said bluntly: "Although it was snatched away by Zhu Wen and taken to Jiao Lan Palace for a while, it is still your father's position after all!"

Li Xingyun shook his head and said, "It's just a broken chair. You can sit on it, he can sit on it, and they can all sit on it. But what does it prove?"

(End of this chapter)