"I'm leaving, I'll watch it."

An Wensheng sat down next to Su Dawei and laughed at him.

Su Dawei shook his head but did not answer.

"What are you thinking? Then is Sun Jiuniang very familiar with you?"

Only then did Su Dawei come back to his senses from his thoughts: "I can't talk about familiarity, but he is not bad. He is good at helping others. If you can, please help me."

"I see."

An Wensheng touched his chin and said, "You must be more aware of the matters involving the princes. I am afraid that Your Majesty will not be able to let go of it so easily."

"Well, I'm a good deal."

Su Dawei nodded, but was thinking about Prince Li Hong. In recent years, there have been letters from Chang'an, and occasionally a letter written by Prince Li Hong was sent.

The letter was filled with some sincere greetings to Su Dawei. Obviously, he had a very good impression of Su Dawei in his heart, which made him feel so close.

If another prince did this, I would be punished as a prince to make friends with foreign ministers. Fortunately, Li Honggui was the crown prince, Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang attached great importance to it and cultivated it carefully. Su Dawei himself was in charge of the position of the crown prince Wei, and had the status of an old man in the crown prince's mansion, so he was fine.

An Wensheng didn't know what Su Dawei was thinking, and still said to himself: "I have read his articles, and he is indeed talented and has a lot of images."

He pinched his chin and said, "If you can help, it can be considered as leaving one more talent for Datang."

Su Dawei looked up at him: "Actually, I don't really like Wang Bo."

"Oh?" An Wensheng was stunned: "Such a young genius, and he was very filial to his mother. Wen was famous all over the world. Even Liu Xiangdao, Uncle Li Chang and His Majesty all called him a genius in the world. You actually said you didn't like him?"

"A person's knowledge is one aspect, and his mind is the other aspect, and his mind is not good."

This was the first time An Wensheng heard this statement, and he couldn't help but ask intriguedly: "Tell me, how can Wang Zi'an not be able to do it?"

Li Bo, who was still grinding tea powder and cooking tea in the corner of the tent, also cast a curious look.

But Su Dawei turned his attention to the tent: "It's raining, so I should have a rest early and I'll have to hurry up tomorrow."

"Don't, I'm not sleepy."

An Wensheng waved his hand and said to Li Bo: "Langjun Li, please fill the tea quickly. Let's hear Ami can say, what does it mean that the mind and nature are not good."

Li Bo suppressed his smile, trotted up the teapot, moved the rest of the tea sets and clay stoves, and the three of them sat in a group.

I simply stopped sleeping, so I first listened to Su Dawei's talk about the ancient times.

"You guys..."

Su Dawei shook his head: "I first met Wang Zi'an in Chang'an. At that time, I was investigating the murder of Princess Gaoyang. I had been to the royal palace and had a meeting with him. Later, Wang Zi'an once looked for me alone and provided some clues. But in fact, those clues were some things that the Wang family had to do, and they were ambushing the foreshadowing."

Seeing that An Wensheng and Li Bo were reluctant to speak, Su Dawei said: "I don't think of others because he has done these things, but because he feels that his stance is actually very easy to shake."

"Standard?"

"If there is a righteous thing, I believe that Prince An will be willing to help you with all his strength, but if this matter involves his own family, his position will be shaken. If this matter involves the prince again, I am afraid he will be shaken again."

"Ha, why do you say that?" An Wensheng was quite surprised and touched his chin with a funny look: "Article is like a human being, his articles are gorgeous and powerful, and there is no one in the world."

"How can we use articles to judge character?"

Su Dawei laughed and said, "Just say that he was demoted this time, I think Your Majesty did nothing wrong."

"Oh? Didn't it be because of a young man's mistake that made him regret?" An Wensheng shook his head and said, "He was only seventeen years old and had too little experience, so he was not sensitive enough to some things."

“These are all fur, not essence.”

"What is the essence?"

"The essence is..." Su Dawei stopped slightly, picked up the teacup and shook it slightly on his fingertips: "As Your Majesty said, Wang Zi'an is a doctor beside King Pei. When he saw King Pei fighting with English cocks, he not only did not advise him, but instead wrote a manifesto to fight against King Ying."

"But he said that this was written by King Pei."

"Did King Pei ask him to write an article to record it, but did he say he wanted to write a manifesto?"

An Wensheng was stunned.

"Even if King Pei really asked him to write a manifesto, as a prince close minister and had no position of his own, he immediately wrote such an article, saying it was lighter, saying it was not his own position, and saying it was serious, he was lucky to be close minister."

Su Dawei put down the teacup and said, "So I said that his mind and nature were not good, and he was not wronged."

"He is still young..." Li Bo whispered.

His brown eyes shaking slightly, as if he recalled something: "I was so young, I was very slutty."

"The mind and nature are not related to age or experience. His current mind and nature are indeed not suitable for being around King Pei. This time it is a small matter. If it really causes a big disaster, it will inevitably be different from his body and head."

Su Dawei sighed lightly: "It's good to go to Shuzhong, let him practice hard in the local area. This person is talented. If he trains his mental performance, he will have a bright future."

"Then you said you would help him reincarnate?" An Wensheng asked in surprise.

But Su Dawei showed a hint of cunning in his smile: "I just said I should take the opportunity, but I didn't say when it was exactly when he was tempered well. It was not difficult for me to help him advise His Majesty for half a year.

If I can’t get through it, I don’t have to open this mouth.”

"Crawl...cough!" An Wensheng coughed and stopped the words he wanted to say, but the expression on his face was clearly an alternative compliment: Are you cunning or cunning?

Su Dawei spread his hands: "You know that I have a deep relationship with Jiu Niang, but she is not a good person, so I can only regard it as a good relationship. As for Wang Zi'an, let's see if he is competing for himself."

Wang Bo in history is indeed a bit cowardly.

It was enough to be brought and demoted once, but he committed murder again.

The presumably thing is that he helped hide a runaway slave.

But this slave is an official slave.

According to the Six Dynasties of the Tang Dynasty, it is guilty of privately hiding official slaves.

Later, when he was worried about the leak, Wang Bo was panicked and killed the official slave until the incident broke out.

If it weren't for the imperial court amnesty, Wang Bo would have been sentenced to death and would have been sentenced to death.

Another way of speaking is recorded in the "Old Book of Tang" in later generations, saying that this slave killing incident was a trap laid by a person who had a grudge against Wang Bo.

But even if it is said that Tibetan slaves are Wang Bo’s own choice, and killing slaves is also his choice.

People always have to be responsible for their own choices.

According to historical records, the murder of slaves was four years later, when Wang Bo was twenty-three years old and could no longer say that he was young and ignorant.

Like Su Dawei and An Wensheng, they were in their early twenties and had long been bad coaches in Chang'an.

Even the Lion Su Qingjie was a bad commander in Wannian County and solved countless cases.

"The chief executive said that the prince was not at ease, and now he thought, it was indeed the case."

Li Bo said while brewing tea: "He is by the prince, and in such a sensitive position, you must not take a wrong step. Your Majesty demoted him to Sichuan, which is actually a kind of care for him.

Otherwise, if he is exploited by others and commits any unforgivable sin, it will be a disaster that will end up in his family."

"This is what the Taoist scripture says, good fortune is the reliance on misfortune, and misfortune is the confinement of good fortune."

Su Dawei took a sip of tea and said, "I hope he can understand."

He paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "But just see him telling me about the entanglement with Sun Jiuniang. I think he probably doesn't understand."

An Wensheng narrowed his eyes, sniffed the fragrance of tea, listened to the sound of rain outside, and said lazily: "How do you know?"

"Young people always have luck and think about taking shortcuts. The smarter and talented they are, the more they want to be faster, but they don't know that sometimes slow means fast. Being able to take every step steadily and take a steady step is the real shortcut."

Su Dawei stretched out a finger: "This is called a soldier every day."

"You are so thief, please point your fingers and don't point me with your fingers. I'm also screaming in Chang'an. The talented Erlang of Anjia is not a small pawn."

An Wensheng waved his hand and patted Su Dawei's fingers: "You are so old-fashioned now, as if you have experienced many things."

“Are we old?”

Su Dawei touched his cheek and laughed: "Yes, it turns out that we are only in our thirty years old, and we are not old."

"Evil thief, don't touch your face anymore. If you say you are twenty, someone will believe me, and I'm so angry."

An Wensheng shook his head, put down the teacup and shrank his body and stood up, putting his hands into his sleeves: "It's so cold, I'll go back to my tent to rest."

"A fat man is still afraid of the cold?"

"You are fat, I am rich and a handsome man!"

An Wensheng sneered at him, and was about to move out of the account, but he heard footsteps coming from outside the account. The tall dragon Fengfeng lifted the curtain, with coldness and humidity, covered in water droplets, and came in.

As soon as he came in, he shook his body and countless water droplets flew up from him.

The farthest one even splashed into the teacup on the table.

An Wensheng couldn't help but frowned.

There are only a few people who can enter Su Dawei's military tent and cannot be passed on. Gao Dalong happens to be one of them.

He was responsible for another intelligence line in Su Dawei's hands, and the secret stakes in Ducha Temple controlled by Li Bo, Zhou Liang's public transport office, and Smore's caravan, were all important sources of intelligence in Su Dawei's hands.

“Ami.”

Before the person in the tent could ask questions, the tall dragon's eyes flashed with fierce light, and a strange and evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'll bring you a letter."

"What kind of letter? Is it the war report of King Xuan Ce of India and others?"
To be continued...