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Chapter 135 Li Jiancheng's inner demon

The black shadow is not tall, and there are two soldiers wearing iron armor behind him, who are close to the bodyguard.

Obviously, this person has a close relationship with Li Jiancheng and is mainly protected by Li Jiancheng.

Even Wang Gui bowed to him and called Mr. Yan.

Li Jiancheng didn't say anything, but just looked at Mr. Yan slightly.

A gust of wind blew, and everyone felt a little cold. Mr. Yan even wrapped his clothes tightly, looked at the sky, and sighed: "The clothes are thin and the cold wind is bullying!"

"Since Mr. Yan is a little cold, please ask Mr. to drink and warm up your body."

Li Jiancheng finished speaking coldly and then made a gesture of inviting him.

Mr. Yan was not polite and immediately replied: "Please, Prince."

When we arrived at the city tower, someone had already prepared the food and drinks. Li Jiancheng sat on the main seat and Mr. Yan sat on the left.

Wang Gui was very tactful and did not come in. There was only Li Jiancheng and the short Mr. Yan in the room.

Li Jiancheng told him before that as long as he was in the same room with Mr. Yan, no one was allowed to come in.

Including him, Li Jiancheng's first confidant.

Wang Gui was very curious about Mr. Yan's identity, but he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Since Li Jiancheng gave this order, he naturally had his own reason, so he just followed it.

After taking the door with him personally, Wang Gui walked into the small room next to him to keep warm.

Li Jiancheng picked up the wine on the table and drank a glass of wine, his face looked very ugly.

On the contrary, Mr. Yan smiled happily when he saw Li Jiancheng like this.

He also accompanied him for a cup and said, "Criminal, what I said is right. The Yellow Turban Army is not in a state of chaos. Even if there is Xiang Yu, he is still a mob. Zhang Jiao is just a clown who jumps on the beam and is vulnerable."

Li Jiancheng still didn't say anything and drank another drink.

Putting the wine glass on the table, then looking at Mr. Yan, and asking in a deep voice: "Does Mr. Yan know who Xin Qiji are? Do you also come from another world like you?"

Mr. Yan didn't hide it and nodded directly.

Then he stood up with a very emotional expression: "This Xin Qiji is an amazing person."

Hearing this, Li Jiancheng's eyes were full of doubt and curiosity.

These days, the short, ugly and fat man named Yan Shifan has told him many characters, but even Xiang Yu, Yan Shifan was not so moved.

Under the fire, Li Jiancheng looked at Yan Shifan's admiration in his single eyes, and then remembered Xin Qiji's enthusiasm for Yang Mo, and felt a little unhappy.

But Yan Shifan did not notice Li Jiancheng's expression at all, and sighed himself: "Xin Qiji, originally named Tanfu, later changed his name to You'an, and after middle age, he was a nicknamed Jiaxuan, and he was from Licheng County, Jinan Prefecture, Shandong East Road."

"He was an official of the Southern Song Dynasty, and he was also a general, a writer, a famous poet in history, and was known as the "dragon in the poem."

Yan Shifan and his father were favored by the Jiajing Dog Emperor in his previous life, because he wrote a high-quality poem.

Therefore, in their spare time, other officials are busy with government affairs, but most of them, in addition to embezzling, accepting bribes and marrying their wives, they study poetry to cater to their hearts.

Yan Shifan liked Su Shi's poems, while Yan Song loved Xin Qiji's poems very much.

Li Jiancheng was a little confused about the reason why Yan Shifan praised Xin Qiji, because in this era, lyrics were not mainstream.

"If the history is as true as I know, in eight years, Li Shimin will understand his fate with the prince at Xuanwu Gate, just like Yang Fang usurped the throne a few days ago."

As soon as the three words Xuanwu Gate were spoken, Li Jiancheng's face was extremely pale, and even his hands holding the wine glass were trembling.

"Criminal, you hand over Yang Mo to Chang'an and help Yang Fang to be the emperor. With me and my father's support inside and the court's support outside, wouldn't this Duke be the prince?"

Yan Shifan was extremely sincere: "At that time, whether to advance or retreat, will it be up to the prince to decide?"

Li Jiancheng seemed to be moved by him, and the fire in his eyes seemed to be the essence.
Chapter completed!
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