Chapter 132: frank

Under the big tree outside the small courtyard of the Han family.

The old and the young were silent.

In the end Qin Qiong broke the calm, he looked up at the sky and said:

"It's getting late, call Shangzhijie, let's go back to Chang'an."

After that, he walked to the courtyard gate, leaving a depressed back.

Li Zexuan looked at this old man who had been fighting for the country all his

life. He couldn't bear it. Seeing that Qin Qiong was about to walk to the

courtyard gate, he said: "Uncle Qin stay, my nephew tells you the truth!"

Qin Qiong suddenly turned around and walked over. He looked at Li Zexuan and

nodded with satisfaction. After saying "good boy", he stood quietly and

listened to Li Zexuan.

Li Zexuan pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Qin, in fact, the reason why

I raise so many chickens is mainly because of a prophecy left by my master

during his lifetime. My master said that next June, an unprecedented event

will occur in the Tang Dynasty. The great plague of locusts..."

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With Li Zexuan's recounting, Qin Qiong's face became more and more serious.

After Li Zexuan finished the rhetoric he had told his father that night, Qin

Qiong was so ugly that he couldn't help it anymore, pointing at Li Zexuan and

cursing:

"Zhuzi! Why don't you tell your majesty earlier for such a big thing, and you

can bear to watch the people of other states and counties starve to death when

the locust plague comes? The old man discovered today that you Li Zexuan is

such a hard-hearted man. What good is it for you to let the people starve to

death? Do you really want to be a fairy?"

Qin Qiong’s words were horrifying, and Li Zexuan was immediately stabbed with

bruises all over his body. He thought about all the efforts he had made in the

past few months, but was finally criticized by Qin Qiong as selfishness. The

grievance and anger in his heart suddenly sprayed. Out, couldn't help it

anymore, and roared:

"Are you willing to conceal it as a kid? If your nephew tells your majesty the

truth, how can your majesty believe me? Maybe he will sin against my family

and hurt his nephew's parents. In addition, once this matter comes out, the

people will inevitably panic. At that time, countless people frantically

looted food, which will surely lead to soaring food prices and public

resentment. How can my nephew bear this charge?"

Qin Qiong's face was startled when he heard the words, Li Zexuan breathed a

sigh of relief and continued:

"The locust plague is only my master’s prophecy. If the locust plague does not

come, wouldn’t the world worry about it for nothing? My nephew will be pointed

at by thousands of people when the time comes, and he will be stigmatized

forever. I’m fine. The same, living in seclusion and being a wild crane, but

what about my parents? They will continue to live on the land of Datang. And

do you really think that my nephew bears the heart to watch the people suffer?

If that is the case, then Why bother to raise 150,000 chickens in Hanjiazhuang

and Meicun? Are you a hard-hearted kid? My nephew, like you, loves the land of

Datang and the people of Datang, and my nephew also misses it very much. Save

them..."

After Li Zexuan finished speaking, he took a long breath, leaned slumped

against the tree trunk, closed his eyes, and stopped speaking. If you look

closely, you can see that tears are flashing in his eyes at this time.

Qin Qiong stood on the spot with a complex expression and a change of

expression. Finally, he sighed, walked over and patted Li Zexuan's shoulder

gently, and said:

"Xiao Xuan, the old man just misunderstood you, don't take it to heart."

Li Zexuan hurriedly said: "What Uncle Qin said, I know that you are always

truly serving the country and the people and caring for the people. The tone

of your nephew just now is offensive, and I hope you don't be familiar with

your nephew!"

The locust plague in his heart has also been suppressed for a long time. He

knows that what he is doing can only save a part of the people, and there will

still be thousands of people suffering, and he will feel very uncomfortable,

but he has no other way. Saying that he is selfish or cold-blooded, he must

first consider his family before doing things. Today, I finally found someone

to vent it, but was accused of a meal, and the negative emotions that had been

suppressed for a long time burst out. At this moment, although he felt more

comfortable in his heart, he also realized that his tone was too aggressive

just now.

Qin Qiong shook his head and said, "It's normal for young people to be angry,

and the old man won't blame you. It's just Xiaoxuan, is there really no other

way?"

Li Zexuan thought for a while, and replied: "The locust plagues since ancient

times have always been at a loss for the kings of the past? The kid also wants

to save more people, but the nephew's ability is limited and there is really

no other way."

Qin Qiong was silent for a long time and sighed deeply. At this moment, he

seemed to be ten years old again. Seeing him angrily pounding the tree trunk,

he was unwilling to say: "The old man will draft a secret book when he goes

back today and present it to your majesty tomorrow. If your majesty has any

censure, the old man will bear it!"

Li Zexuan was startled, and waved his hand to stop him: "Never! The locust

plague is only a prediction, and there is no conclusive evidence. Please think

twice about it, and don't be impulsive!"

Qin Qiong shook his head and said, "Xiao Xuan, this kind of thing is better to

be trusted than not to be trusted. Otherwise, when the locust plague really

comes, all we can do is wait for death. Moreover, the weather this year is so

abnormal. By May, it was so hot. The old man estimated that 80% of this year

would be a severe drought. After the so-called severe drought, there will be

large locusts. Your master’s prediction may not be unreasonable. After all,

your power alone is limited. If you want to save all of my Datang The people

of China must rely on the power of the court."

"but…"

Li Zexuan wanted to continue to dissuade, but was interrupted by Qin Qiong

waved his hand.

"Xiaoxuan, you don't have to persuade you anymore. In his lifetime, the old

man has finally seen peace in the world and the people live and work in peace

and contentment. He will never watch them starving to death because of the

of countless blood, it should have been taken away by God and fallen into

reincarnation. Now, with this incomplete body, I can do some practical things

for the people. Even if your Majesty is accused of crimes or accused by

thousands of people, the old man has no regrets!"

Li Zexuan was moved by the old man's sad words. He felt that he was so small

compared to Qin Qiong at the moment. At this time, he felt that a man should

be responsible like Qin Qiong, so he said:

"Uncle Qin, this happened because of me. How can you bear it? Uncle Qin,

please report to your majesty. If your majesty is held accountable, my nephew

will share it with you!"

Qin Qiong said in surprise: "How does this make, Xiaoxuan, you are still

young, and you still have a long way to go, don't be arrogant."

Li Zexuan said firmly: "My nephew is not arrogant. This is a decision I made

carefully. If Uncle Qin doesn't agree, my nephew will write to your majesty

alone!"

Qin Shubao saw that Li Zexuan had made his mind, so he nodded and said: "Well,

the old man is in the middle of the compromise, and write your name, you and

I, jointly write the letter. It's getting late, call Shangzhijie, we return to

the city Right!"

………

Li Zexuan returned to the courtyard and found that Han Yuxi was waiting for

him in the courtyard, so he smiled at her and signaled that he was okay.

Cheng Yaojin sat in the yard, squinting his eyes slightly, he probably hadn't

fully recovered yet. I didn't see Han Lizheng, he was probably still drunk.

Li Zexuan said a few words to Han Yuxi in the past, and once again asked her

to be careful when entering the city tomorrow.

Then he pulled up Cheng Yaojin, who was a little sober, and went to call Hu

Jingran's sister and brother. Anyway, they were only two children and they

were not heavy. One person would just sit one more immediately.

In this way, the five people rode three times, fought their horses and left

Hanjiazhuang, and rushed towards Chang'an City in the sunset.

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