The Mad Prince of Tang Dynasty, Inheritance of the Sword Saint at the Beginning

Li Kuan looked at Ziluan, this shy look was not Ziluan's style.

Seen by Li Kuan's Chiguoguo eyes, Ziluan said helplessly.

"I went to see Mrs. Gongsun last night. She checked the situation in my body and synchronized my senses from that night."

Li Kuan was taken aback, can he still play like this?

That night, the upside-down was unbelievable. If Li Kuan hadn't been physically strong, he might have been defeated.

A female general,,,,

Thinking about it, Li Kuan's thoughts raced and he couldn't help laughing.

Ziluan patted Li Kuan's arm.

"what's so funny."

Li Kuan looked Ziluan up and down, his eyes were burning, Ziluan looked shy.

"What am I laughing at? You'll know it at night. After speaking, I drove the horse to the front."

Time passed in a hurry and the journey was long. Li Kuan did not step up his march, and three days had passed.

In the Cave of Hundred Ghosts, the remnants of the Sui Dynasty gathered together one after another.

Gongsun Sheng told Yang Zhao with a piece of information.

"Your Majesty, all the hidden piles in Chang'an City have been uncovered, and their lives are at risk..."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Wentong beside him shouted.

"Li Shimin is a stinky fox. Sooner or later, I will hang his head at the gate of Chang'an City and be cast aside by thousands of people."

Yang Zhao remained silent, staring at the information and pondering carefully.

Pei Yuanqing handed Yang Zhao another piece of information.

"Your Majesty, we have been hiding for so many years, and it's time to take action. Datang is growing stronger and stronger. If we don't act again, we are afraid that something will happen."

"We found out that Li Jing's health is getting worse and worse, and he is looking for famous doctors everywhere. I am afraid that he will go to the king of medicine, Sun Simiao, and leave Chang'an City."

It's a big deal for Li Jing to leave Chang'an!

Once Li Jing left, Chang'an City would not be a fortress of iron and steel.

Before he finished speaking, Gongsun Sheng said again.

"Your Majesty, there is another important piece of news."

Wei Wentong roared.

"Is there anything you can say once that's so appetizing that you're too busy?"

Gongsun Sheng ignored Wei Wentong, Yang Zhao gestured with his eyes, and continued talking.

"On the night of Fang Xuanling's birthday, Li Kuan beat Li Chengqian, Li Tai and Li Zhi violently."

"Li Shimin was furious and asked Li Kuan to go north to Liangcheng to supervise the army and fight against the Western Turks."

"On the night of my birthday, when the drinking order was in effect, Li Kuan made a poem to praise the behavior of Yanmen."

"In front of the Xuanzheng Hall, there was a lot of nonsense, saying that people from the Taiyuan Academy are not worthy of being his teachers."

Pei Yuanqing disdains.

"Although the people in the Taiyuan Academy are sour, they are quite capable in terms of literary attainments. Li Kuan is really brazen. How can a lunatic have the courage to say such things?"

Unfortunately, Gongsun Sheng shook his head.

"You guessed it wrong this time. Although he is a lunatic, this poem makes the people of Tai Academy feel ashamed."

Pei Yuanqing kept silent and was slapped in the face crazily.

The atmosphere was silent again, Yang Zhao asked.

"Where is Mrs. Kongtong Wu Jiangxian? Why don't you see her here?"

"She's going to talk to Yao Wang's apprentice, Miaoshou Murong Yue, so she should be on the Longyou Road."

Gongsun Sheng said.

Pei Yuanqing wailed.

"Hey, why didn't you take me there? I still want to ask Miss Murong to help me with my old illness."

No one paid any attention to Pei Yuanqing, and the atmosphere was silent again. Many people stared at Li Kuan's portrait on the table with cold eyes.

In another place, in an unremarkable small village on Longyou Road, there is only one household in a radius of ten miles.

There was little smoke, and Yuwen Chengdu and Lai Huer were making tea and discussing matters.

Lai Huer poured Yuwen Chengdu a cup of tea.

"General Yuwen, have you heard about the mad prince Li Kuan?"

Yu Wencheng looked at the information on the table.

"I have known for a long time whether he is really crazy or pretending to be crazy. I can't see it. The prince was asked in front of the Xuanzheng Hall, Li Jing was fought in the martial arts field, the prince was beaten in the prime minister's mansion, and the northern city was personally invited. Everything he did was true. What a lunatic does, but Li Kuan is so successful that I can't understand it."