hsntnovel Chapter 2206: Fighting in the Air
Chapter 2206: Fighting in the Air
Li Shen was described by Li Shimin as an unfilial son, which made Li Shen very angry.
In ancient times, filial piety was used to rule the world.
Being accused of being unfilial was a serious crime. If this were heard by others and spread throughout the country, the entire Tang Dynasty would despise him.
His reputation will live forever.
Li Shen thought to himself, fortunately it wasn't in modern times, otherwise his father would have found reporters to expose him online.
Isn’t this a typical case for later generations?
The father left all his property to his eldest son. When he got old, he asked his youngest son to take care of him in his old age. The youngest son was unwilling to do so and was accused of being an unfilial son.
"Your Majesty, be careful with your words. Does Your Majesty still want to go back and teach His Majesty a lesson?"
When Wu Meiniang heard Li Shen say that he was going back to enforce the family rules, she suddenly became flustered and quickly asked the servants to leave.
It is against human ethics for a son to hit his father, let alone His Majesty. Isn't this a way to seek death?
Even saying this is a serious sin.
"I am not crazy, how dare I teach Your Majesty a lesson? Have I had enough of living?
When I say enforce family rules, I'm not talking about Your Majesty.
The son pays for the father's debt. I can't afford to offend the elder one, so can I not offend the younger one?
I will go back now and give Li Zhi a good beating, so that he will feel bad for it."
Li Shen gritted his teeth and said.
Since I can't beat you, why can't I beat your son? I'll let you say I'm unfilial and beat your son until his face is covered with blood.
If the father is like this, then the son will be no good either.
Li Shen felt indignant.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. You have important matters to attend to and cannot leave without permission.
And your Majesty may not mean this. Has Your Highness forgotten the letter you wrote to your Majesty?
Perhaps His Majesty was furious when he saw it.
The prince's benevolence and filial piety are obvious to all and known to everyone."
Liu Ruyan also stepped forward to comfort him.
In fact, both of them knew in their hearts that it was Li Shen’s last letter that caused the trouble, and the two father and son started fighting after they had their fun.
"Hmph." Li Shen snorted coldly. He knew that going back was unrealistic, and he just wanted to vent his anger.
Who knows who will get beaten when they get back.
But the anger in his heart had not yet subsided.
"Prepare your pen and ink, I want to fight back." Li Shen ordered. It was not in his character not to curse back.
If you want to fight, I will fight. I am a tiger, so why should I fear any beast? I am a troll, so why should I be afraid of fighting?
Swish, Li Shen picked up the pen and started writing on the paper seriously.
Seal the mouth of a mud swallow, sharpen the tip of an iron needle, and scrape the golden Buddha's face to search carefully.
Create something out of nothing.
Look for peas in the quail's crop, chop the tender meat from the heron's legs, and extract fat from the mosquito's belly.
It’s all thanks to the old man!
When Li Shen finished the last stroke, he felt it was perfect and that he had made further progress in running script.
"This...I hope the prince is okay? Isn't this a bit too disrespectful?" Wu Meiniang saw what Li Shen wrote and asked worriedly.
"No problem, we can make friends through writing."
Li Shen didn't care and wrote "Shen, respectfully submitted" below.
Then blow the letter dry, put it into an envelope, seal it with sealant, and it will be as smooth as flowing water.
"Send this letter back to Chang'an, to His Majesty."
Returning to the front hall, Li Shen handed the letter to the courier, and then ordered a gold bar as a reward.
The messenger immediately expressed his gratitude and left.
From then on, the battle between Li Shen and his father, Xizhou and Chang'an, thousands of miles apart, officially began.
Li Shen was already gearing up, waiting for the next verbal attack from his father.
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To the north of the villa, a few hundred miles away, there is a mountain range that separates Anxi and Tiele.
There is a large campsite at the foot of the mountain.
"Captain Ma, I wonder what you think of Zhao's proposal?"
There were five or six people sitting in a large central military tent.
The person who spoke was Zhao Tiejun, deputy captain of Li Jian.
Opposite him sat a big man, strong and muscular, with a finger-long scar on his forehead.
"Chief Zhao, if my guess is correct, you are not from Gaochang, right?"
The horse leader asked.
"Yes, I am not from Gaochang, I am from Tang." Zhao Tiejun did not lie, but told the truth.
"Oh? Then I'm curious, since Chief Zhao is a Tang person, why is he here with us?
Why should we fight against your court?
I have been here for many years, but I have never heard of Chief Zhao. I think he must have just arrived here recently.
I heard that the people you brought with you are highly skilled in martial arts and are very capable. Are you a spy sent by the Tang Dynasty court?
The purpose is to catch us and find out the news."
Chief Ma looked at Zhao Tiejun with a half-smile, his eyes full of distrust.
After these words were spoken, the other people also looked at Zhao Tiejun. They were all rebel leaders, and they came here to discuss the alliance.
"Hahahaha~~~~"
After hearing this, Zhao Tiejun laughed wildly twice, without any sign of panic.
"Captain Ma, I wish I were someone from the imperial court, so I could hold a high position and receive generous salaries, and be granted the title of nobility and prime minister.
It’s a pity that there are too many mediocre people in the court now. Zhao wants to serve the court, but has no way to do so.
They were persecuted by local officials, so they had no choice but to form a team to resist and kill the local officials. They finally escaped here after going through untold hardships.
If it weren't for the incompetence of their officials, I wouldn't have fallen to this point."
As Zhao Tiejun spoke, hatred appeared on his face.
After hearing this, Chief Ma frowned and fell into deep thought.
He was also the leader of a medium-sized tribe, with two thousand men under his command. Not long ago, this leader Zhao found him.
They said they wanted to join forces to do a big business.
In addition to him, there were several small tribal leaders, totaling five or six thousand people.
He was suspicious by nature. He heard that Zhao Tiejun was from the Tang Dynasty and that he had risen to prominence. He had never heard of him before.
He wondered if they were spies sent by the Tang Dynasty, who wanted to set a trap for them.
But now it seems that Zhao Tiejun doesn't seem to be faking it.
“I can understand why Chief Ma is so cautious. Now the Tang Dynasty has sent a prince to attack us.
Many tribes were wiped out, and the remaining people fled here.
But it was precisely because of this that Zhao decided to do this.
The environment here is harsh. Winter will come in two months. When the weather is freezing, it will be a question whether our people can survive the winter.
If this is done, we shall have ample supplies for the winter.
We can also preserve our strength and continue to accomplish our great cause."
Seeing that Leader Ma was hesitant, Zhao Tiejun continued to persuade him.
The place where they were was close to the Far North and the winter was extremely cold. With their current conditions, it was unlikely that they would survive.
These words hit the mark exactly what Chief Ma wanted. He had also thought about this problem, but had never found a solution.
He only sat here to discuss after listening to Zhao Tiejun's plan.
But he was still a little worried:
“Chief Zhao, I still have some questions, and I hope you can answer them.
I want to ask Chief Zhao, why don't you look for those large tribes, but look for small tribes like us?"
(I found that it was not that I wrote slowly, but that I spent too much time looking up information. I required a lot of things to be consistent with logic and history.
Obsessive compulsive disorder.