In the eighteenth year of Zhenguan, Li Jue, who transmigrated and became the son of the废太子 (cancelled crown prince) Li Chengqian, secretly returned to the longed-for Chang'an from Qianzho...
Li Jue sneered upon hearing this.
“If you kill him, you'll be playing right into his hands.”
"He'd love for you to shoot him dead, and then use his corpse to tarnish the reputation of our Great Tang!"
"this……"
Although everyone was puzzled, they stopped since Li Jue had spoken.
Yebuhua, standing beneath the city gate, was deeply disappointed. He had truly wanted to die. If he were to die beneath the gates of the Tang Dynasty, the entire Western Regions would know that the Tang Dynasty was a narrow-minded and untrustworthy nation.
"Eldest grandson, you've ruined my plans!"
Li Jue laughed heartily upon hearing this.
"I have plenty of ways to kill you, but definitely not here!"
"Guards, open the city gates and take him to see His Majesty!"
With a creak, the door opened.
Yebuhua walked into the city gate and saw Li Jue waiting behind the gate. He immediately sneered.
"Eldest grandson, aren't you curious about why I'm here?"
Li Jue smiled indifferently upon hearing this.
"What else could they be doing? Of course, they're here to sign a humiliating treaty and use Prince Li Zhi of Jin to extort one last bit from our Great Tang!"
Yebuhua smiled happily upon hearing this.
"The eldest grandson guessed correctly!"
"However, the eldest grandson forgot to mention something: I have another purpose for this trip!"
"What is the purpose?"
"The target is you... Our Khan has spoken and invites you to the main tent for peace talks. If you dare not go, our Khan will execute the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty!"
"oh?"
Li Jue's eyes lit up and he knew what was going on. They wanted to trick him into being a hostage.