Zhi Shili's face changed violently, and he squeezed his fists under the table and finally endured it. He stood up from the table and said, "Your Highness, the prince, I am a little overwhelmed, so I will say goodbye first!"

Li Chengqian shook his head and sighed: "Since the general doesn't want to say it, I will naturally not force it. However, before the general leaves, I have a few words to say. I wonder if the general wants to listen?"

Listen or not? Zhihuo's soul fell into a hesitation. Listen, what if he still had the humiliating words just now? What if he didn't listen, what if it was related to this mission?

Finally, Zhishili, who had been hesitating for a long time, slowly sat down. He was a general, but also the chief of Zhishili. Even if he did not consider the Turkic war, he had to consider the Zhishi tribe.

So he decided to listen to what the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty would say. If the words were not right, he would leave at most.

"Very good, it seems that the general is planning to listen to what I said." Seeing Zhishisili sit back to the table, Li Chengqian smiled, picked up the wine cup and toasted it, and then asked slowly: "General Zhishi's purpose of coming to the Tang Dynasty this time is to have a peace talk?"

Under Li Chengqian's gaze, Zhishi Sili drank the wine in his glass in one go, and said in a deep voice: "That's it!"

"The general is so brave, but if I want to kill someone, I will never play the trick of poisoning the wine." Li Chengqian said first and then suppressed the topic before he focused on the main business: "The general thinks this trip will be successful?"

"Whether successful or not, foreign ministers must try it." Zhishili didn't know what Li Chengqian sold in the gourd, but since it mentioned peace talks, it doesn't matter. If the prince of the Tang Dynasty could be persuaded, the matter would be half successful.

"I have different views from the general. I believe that the general's trip will inevitably fail." Li Chengqian, who had seen the history of the war between the Tang and the Turks later, knew that this time the power of pride was successful, but the sad thing was that the guy leading the front was Li Jing, who did not follow the common sense card.

So even though Zhidui's ability to think successfully, there was no change in Jie Li's ending.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, is the Tang Dynasty really ready to kill all the people? Don't leave any chance for the Turks?" Zhi Shili's eyes twitched wildly. Li Chengqian was the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, and his words basically represented half of the will of the Tang Dynasty. If he had not been sure, how could this crown prince say such words?

"There is an old saying in China: How can others snore on the side of the bed?" Li Chengqian did not follow the words of the loss of thought, but said to himself: "The Tang Dynasty needs to develop, and the Turks are the biggest hidden danger in the development of the Tang Dynasty, so the ending of the Turkic Khanate is destined. That bastard Jie Li must dance a song for my Emperor of the Tang Dynasty in front of the Ganlu Palace to eliminate the hatred in the Tang Dynasty."

There is no way out, there is really no way out. Li Chengqian's words made Zhi Shishili feel that the sky was about to collapse. On the grassland, there were six armies, more than 100,000 elite Tang Dynasty soldiers, and dozens of generals. It can be said that for this battle, the Tang Dynasty generals almost came out in full swing.

What is all this for? Isn’t it a peaceful and stable frontier? Isn’t it for the prodigal thing that Jie Li?

Jie Li, you are the eternal sinner of the Turks! Zhidu Sili roared in his heart.

"General Zhihu, I hope you can understand my words. The Turkic Khanate must perish, Jie Li must come to Chang'an to dance, as for the others..." Li Chengqian stopped halfway, glanced at the dishes on the table, and finally frozen it on one of the plates.

Then a maid came forward, picked up a chopstick and put it in the small plate in front of him.

The room was quiet, with a tangled face, silent and silent silence, and Li Chengqian, who was savoring the delicious food easily, formed a sharp contrast between the two.

It was not until about a cup of tea that Zhishili gritted his teeth and said, "The Tang Dynasty really only needs Jie Li?"

"No, no!" Li Chengqian swallowed the things in his mouth, stretched out a finger and shook them: "What I said is that the Tang Dynasty needs to develop, and also requires land and population. As for how big the land will be... it depends on the ability of the generals. Of course, the Tang Dynasty will not treat its generals unfairly, nor will it treat its tribe members unfairly. As for Jie Li, just grab the grass and beat the rabbit."

Zhidui's soul was stunned and he fell into chaos.

What exactly is the prince of the Tang Dynasty talking about? Does he know?

Jie Li was fighting a rabbit with grass? What is the "grass"? The entire prairie? Will the history of the Han Dynasty destroying the Huns hundreds of years ago repeat itself?

"General Zhihu." Li Chengqian looked at Zhihu's mind-thinking power, which was covered in cold sweat, and smiled faintly: "Think about it, if there were not so many countries in the world, wouldn't there be so many wars? Isn't it a very happy thing for the people to do whatever they should do?"

Are you very happy? Zhidui's power doesn't feel at all. He just felt chill all over and observed silently for the monarchs of the small countries around the Tang Dynasty.

One Li Er has forced them to go to the forefront. Now Li Er's son is even more crazy than him. Is this going to realize the lofty ambition of "Is there a king under the world? Is it the king's minister under the shores of the earth?"

I have to say something, but if I don’t say something, I’m afraid that I will be scared to death by this crown prince of the Tang Dynasty in a while.

So, Zhishili swallowed hard and asked with a dry voice: "Dear Prince, do you mean to surrender to the Turks?"

"There will be no Turks, but there are only the unified Tang Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty is the same." As the representative of the negotiation, Li Chengqian knew that he had already succeeded more than half of it. As long as he slowly put some pressure on Zhishi Si, it would not be difficult to instigate him.

After talking for so long, Zhishi Sili has no hope for the task assigned to him this time. What we need to think about now is just to protect ourselves.

How to protect the Zhisi tribe so that the tribe will not become Jie Li's burial objects, the focus of this trip.

Time passed little by little, until an hour later, Zhi Shisili left Yingbin Tower in a heavy mood.

And the moment he walked out of the door, Zhidui's soul seemed to have been relieved. From now on, he was no longer the Turkish Lord Shi Jin, but the general of the Tang Dynasty and the first general of the Turkic Tang Dynasty.
Chapter completed!