"Bang!" A vase fell to the ground, and porcelain pieces splashed.

"Gongsun Pufu, you bully me too much!" A heavy blow fell onto the table, and a muffled sound was heard on the table, and blood was exposed on the fist. Li Tai held the table with both hands, his body trembling constantly, trying to suppress the anger in his chest. Originally, Weng Jing's face seemed extremely ferocious at this moment. Three years of hard work were ruined, how could he not be angry?

"Master, please calm down," Yao Hong covered his arm with a sharp arrow, knelt on the ground and advised Li Tai: "If Gongsun Wuda dares to do this, he must have known that he is the person behind the scenes who assassinated Gongsun Helan and Liu Yiu last time, and there must be evidence in his hand. He is warning him. You must not act rashly! Otherwise, you will face a bigger counterattack."

Despite being injured, Yao Hong's voice was still so calm, and there seemed to be no turmoil in his heart. He calmly analyzed for Li Tai: "Gongsun Wuda is an old subordinate of the Qin Palace, a hero of the founding country, and has a lot of friendship in front of the emperor. Since he dared to shoot the uncle's secret residence with a bow and arrow, it means that he is not afraid of the uncle. Although the uncle is the prince, he dares not do anything to his master, but Rong Hong said rudely, if he doesn't know how to restrain himself and seeks revenge, the next time he shoots him will not be the secret residence."

Yao Hong's words were like a basin of cold water, and they poured ice on Li Tai's head.

Yes, Gongsun Wuda is powerful and has military power in his hands. It is not something that he, a little prince without real power, can regret it. More importantly, if Gongsun Wuda is forced to expose the affairs of the Secret Mansion, even if he can deny it at that time, he will leave a hint of grudge in the emperor's heart. And this is not what he wants.

However, when Li Tai felt a little depressed when he thought of his three years of hard work, more than 200 dead soldiers were shot to death by arrows overnight.

"I will let you, a man, live a few more years!" Li Tai once again beat the table hard and swallowed the anger in his stomach.

He walked out of the table, waved at Yao Hong, and said gently: "Get up, you don't blame you for this. It is a great blessing to be able to escape from the crowd of thousands of arrows. Go find a place to recover from the wounds, and come back to see me when the injury is healed. Then I will use you with other benefits."

"Yes, Master!" Yao Hong stood up, looked at Li Tai deeply, saluted him respectfully, and said, "Master, if something happened to Hong this time, I hope that I can take care of Hong's wife and children for so many years, and give them a way out. Hong took his leave!" Then Yao Hong turned around and withdrew.

Only Li Tai was left behind, looking at his back and pondered.

A quarter of an hour later, the housekeeper Li Ran pushed the door and whispered to Li Tai: "Prince, Yao Hong is dead, and his body has been burned down on the spot. These are some tokens found from him, all of which were rewarded by the prince on weekdays. Please check it out."

"Well," Li Tai glanced casually and waved his hand: "It's all buried, just treat it as a burial for Yao Hong. After all, he has been with me for so many years, and he has worked hard without any credit. Well, with his family, give them more money and dismiss them all. Remember not to make things difficult for them."

"Yes, prince, prince is kind." Li Ran bowed and flattered Li Tai.

Li Tai thought of something again, walked back and forth in the hall two steps, and then ordered Li Ran: "In addition, you go and prepare a generous gift for me. Tomorrow, I will go to General Gongsun's Mansion with me. I heard that the old general Gongsun has come back from visiting relatives. We should go and have a visit to him according to the ceremony."

"Yes, Prince." Li Ran nodded and responded, then turned around and started preparing.

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"Okay!" Du Xian yelled at the high end, stood up and said to Liu Yi: "Although the charm of this poem by Yi Yixian is strange and the style seems to be interesting, but when you savor it carefully, there is a free and easy feeling between the lines. It makes people like it when you hear it. It is quite like the style of Mr. Wu Liu in the Jin Dynasty! Good poem!"

Although Du Xian's literary talent was not as good as his younger brother, he grew up under the guidance of Du Yan, a great scholar of a generation. He could not write poetry or lyrics, but his ability to appreciate poetry and lyrics was also extraordinary. As soon as Liu Yi finished speaking, he smelled a sense of dust from the whole poem. The free and easy or crazy hermit mentality revealed from this poem made him realize that Liu Yi was probably a dragon hidden in the ordinary market!

Du Zigui also stroking his hands and praised him. When he looked at Liu Yi, his eyes were full of glory. At this moment, although he was unwilling to do so, he had to admit that Liu Yi, the farmer, was indeed extraordinary! He was good at martial arts and literary skills. No wonder Gongsun Wenda, the old man who was good at martial arts but was very literary, would treat him like this.

Du Zigui has begun to consider how to disturb Yu Liuyi.

"Uncle Du and Mr. Du are too rewarded," Liu Yigu gave a bow and said, "It's just a game, and you can't praise you so much." When Liu Yigu spoke, he felt a cold sweat in his heart. It was indeed a bit inappropriate to use the poems of the Ming Dynasty in the Tang Dynasty. Du Xian's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly noticed the strangeness inside, saying "weird charm and playful style". He didn't know that after the experience of Song Ci and Yuan Ci, the style of the poems of the Ming Dynasty was already very different from that of the Tang Dynasty. If they listened normally, it would be very strange.

"Master, the wine and food are ready to stop, and you can go to the table." At this time, Du Ji bowed and walked over and reported to Du Xian.

"Well," Du Xian nodded, waved his hand to signal Du Ji to go down, and said to Liu Yi with a smile: "Nephew, the wine and food are ready, let's go to the table now. For the poems you just now, we should also be clear!"

"In this way, Yi Yi would be disturbed." Liu Yi bowed and then followed Du Xian and his son to come out of the plum blossom forest.

In the living room of Du Mansion, there are three people, Du Xian, Du Zigui, and Liu Yiuan, more than twenty dishes of meat and vegetables, and six pots of high-quality rice-flavored sake.

Luxury, looking at the dishes on the table, these two words appeared in Liu Yiu's heart. At the same time, a little jealousy was inevitable. Is this the lifestyle of a wealthy family? Think about the last time at Yang Bofang's house, the food on their table seemed to be more than this during the Lantern Festival, but there were many people at that time and they were in the holiday season. I didn't feel anything wrong. Now I think that they may be the same in their usual family banquets.

Du Xian and his son were used to the things on the table, and did not think anything was wrong. They signaled the servant to fill the wine glass. Du Xian raised his glass and chuckled, saying, "A nephew, come, let's drink this cup first! For you, you first arrive in my Du Mansion, for your outstanding chess skills, and for the poem you just now, I will respect you first!"

As he said that, Du Xianyi raised his neck and drank a glass of sake.

"Thank you Uncle Du's kindness, Uncle Du invites you, and Mr. Du also invites you!" Liu Yi raised his glass with both hands, signaled to Du Xian and Du Zigui, and then imitated Du Xian's previous appearance and generously poured the wine in the glass. Then the wine glass turned over and did not drop a drop.
Chapter completed!