As the sun sets, Li Jiancheng looks at the afterglow of the sunset.

The golden afterglow shone on the faces of the Yellow Turban soldiers outside the city. Those slightly strange siege equipment, against the dull dusk, had an indescribable loneliness and shock.

The conversation with Yang Mo in his mind made him feel even more unrealistic.

Yang Mo is back safely. The Yellow Turban Army wants to negotiate?

What kind of fucking peace talks are just surrender?

He talked about peace, but his adviser was still hanging on his face, and the equipment for siege was also transported into it.

The slightly rough hand pressed against the rougher city wall, and a sense of anger surged in Li Jiancheng's heart.

This anger pushed upwards along the dantian, reaching its throat, but turned into grievances.

I shouldn't have come to Taiyuan at the beginning.

Taiyuan is just a matter of things now, and the second child should come.

But when I think of my second son, I think of the Xuanwu Gate Incident, it feels like a thorn in my throat, and the grievance in my throat becomes more and more uncomfortable.

He wanted to howl, but he was surrounded by his subordinates, which made him unable to howl and he became more and more uncomfortable.

He thought of his wife, Zheng Guanyin.

I thought for no reason, what was she doing?

Do you think about yourself?

This is the first time Li Jiancheng has had this kind of thought. His idea of ​​going back to Luoyang to see his wife is extremely strong.

"Feng Li..."

After a long time, Li Jiancheng, who took back his countless thoughts, opened his mouth.

The voice was a little hoarse, as if I hadn't spoken for several years.

Feng Li realized that something was wrong with his prince's condition. He was a steady and cautious person.

"The prince, my subordinates are here."

Feng Li's steady and cautiousness gave Li Jiancheng a little security in his voice and tone.

"Do you think Yang Mo... no, what does Zhang Jiao want to do?"

If anyone in this world is the one he trusts the most, it is Feng Li around him.

"There are no outsiders here. If you have anything to say, you don't need to call me a prince..."

Li Jiancheng smiled at him. No matter what, he always had to face it. Fortunately, there were a large number of generals who were loyal to him around him.

Feng Li looked at the Yellow Turban Army outside the city with a normal expression.

"The prince, my subordinates think that you have been too cautious these days."

Although Li Jiancheng is kind to him, although he and Li Jiancheng have had a good relationship since childhood.

But now he is the prince and has the intention to compete for the world.

Feng Li will never destroy the rules he deserves.

This is also the main reason why Li Jiancheng regards him as the number one confidant of the military general.

"Where is no place to die in war..."

Feng Li observed his face: "As long as he can defeat the Yellow Turban Army, even if he has sacrificed some, it is understandable. If he wants to win a great victory, he will eventually miss the fighter."

"Yes... hesitation will be given in vain."

Li Jiancheng recalled what Yang Mo said just now and thought it made sense.

"I thought so well. I wanted to wait until the Yellow Turban Army oil was exhausted and give them a fatal blow."

I felt a little uncomfortable when I said this.

Don't you know about military affairs?

Of course I know it.

But why did the Yellow Turban Army issue defensive orders when it attacked Pingcheng?

It is nothing more than Yan Shifan’s inadvertent evaluation of Li Shimin.

In Yan Shifan's understanding, Li Shimin's military talent is not only unparalleled in the world, but also an unprecedented existence.

At that time, Li Jiancheng was unhappy.

A voice kept recalling in his heart: "I must prove to everyone that I am better than Li Shimin!"

This is also why he rejected Wang Gui's suggestion for the entire army to raid.

He wanted perfect victory, and even wanted to completely defeat the Yellow Turban Army without any effort: that was to kill them when they were cold and flee and retreat.

But he couldn't tell Feng Li about this thought.

Even Feng Li can't be told about Xuanwu Gate.

In the fact that Yan Shifan told him, Feng Li finally surrendered to Li Shimin.

Although before that, after he learned that he was killed at Xuanwu Gate, he led his troops to attack Xuanwu Gate and even killed a general of Li Shimin.

But the final result still surrendered.

"Now, do you think...can you accept their surrender?"

Feng Li frowned. It was not because of this problem, but because of Li Jiancheng's state.

In his impression, the prince was a man who was full of energy at any time.

Following him, I always rushed forward bravely.

But the current prince is in a little depressed.

Although it is hiding well, how can you avoid yourself who grew up with him since childhood?

But Feng Li didn't know how to persuade him, so he thought for a moment: "The prince, my subordinates believe that if you stop breaking, you will suffer from chaos."

"If these Yellow Turban troops can surrender, it will be considered a great achievement."

Similarly, Li Jiancheng grew up with him since childhood, how could Feng Li's subtext be hidden from him?

"you mean..."

Feng Li's eyes became sharp and his hands pressed on the sword around his waist: "If you decide to get rid of Yang Mo, you shouldn't hesitate."

Feng Li knew about Yan Shifan's existence.

After all, Li Jiancheng handed over to him to protect Yan Shifan's safety.

Therefore, Feng Li also knew about the cooperation reached by Li Jiancheng and Yan Shifan.

In his opinion, if the prince wants to establish an independent force from the Duke in Luoyang and Taiyuan, he must cooperate with Yan Song and his son.

And Yang Mo was originally the bargaining chip for their Li family to play with Chang'an.

Since it is a bargaining chip, what should I hesitate about being able to maximize benefits at this time?

"But there is Xiuning..."

Li Jiancheng was a little hesitant. No matter what, Yang Mo sent a mission to the Yellow Turban Army to exchange for an opportunity for peace talks.

In anyone's opinion, it's a great achievement.

I just praised him in front of everyone.

If you plot against him again, you will always feel inappropriate.

Seeing that Li Jiancheng was hesitant, Feng Li was not disappointed. He could understand why Li Jiancheng was hesitant at this time.

If it were yourself, this decision would be difficult to make.

What's more, who would have thought that Yang Mo would be able to return safely from the Yellow Turban Army?

"The prince, my subordinate is a rough man, not as thorough as Lord Wang thought. But no matter what, Yang Mo is now quite in Taiyuan City. Although he is respectful to the prince on the surface, he is very dissatisfied in private."

Feng Li took Li Jiancheng's interests as the core, and his thoughts and thoughts were all from Li Jiancheng's perspective.

This caused Li Jiancheng to nod.

"Even if you can't kill him, you can't let him go."

"You are right. Even if you can't kill him, you can't let him fall to the second child."

Li Jiancheng murmured to himself, but he still made a decision in his heart.

Seeing this, Feng Li was puzzled: Why was the prince suddenly so hostile to the second son? Isn’t the relationship between the two brothers good?

Why did he feel like he had an irreconcilable hatred after returning from Chang'an?

With the direction, Li Jiancheng was no longer confused, and looked at the Yellow Turban Army's deep eyes with a flash.

"Since Zhang Jiao wants to have a peace talk, let him show sincerity. You go and tell Yang Mo and ask him to send someone to tell Zhang Jiao. Either Zhang Jiao comes to Taiyuan in person to talk to me, or let Xiang Yu come."
Chapter completed!