I have already established my power and prestige, so how did Li Shimin come back to life?

"Li Ji, is it okay to bring three more personal soldiers?"

Li Ji now felt that his head was swelling, as if countless ants were crawling inside.

"Your Majesty, it's all up to you!"

He replied weakly.

After achieving his goal, Cheng Yaojin sat down somewhat confused and scratched his head.

"That doesn't make sense. I, Old Cheng, submitted three letters of invitation to fight, so why did His Majesty choose you, Li Ji?"

His eyes were full of doubts as he stared at Li Ji quietly. His gaze was like two sharp swords, making Li Ji feel uneasy.

Yuchi Jingde also reacted at this time. He widened his eyes and looked incredulous.

"Old Cheng, you only submitted three? I wrote a full six! His Majesty didn't choose me!"

He was so angry that he was spinning in circles.

Hearing both of them addressing Li Chengqian as "Your Majesty", Li Shimin could only cough twice to maintain his dignity. The cough was particularly abrupt in the quiet room. Unfortunately, the two careless people seemed not to hear it.

"Li Ji, how many letters have you written?"

Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde asked in unison.

Li Ji's face flushed red, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged out, like little green snakes wriggling.

He argued, "Writing a letter of request for battle doesn't count as writing... a request for battle!... Can military matters be considered writing?"

Then came some difficult to understand words, such as "the general is always poor" and "the fighter". Everyone in the room burst into laughter, and the air was full of joy.

……

Seeing Li Ji hesitating like this, Fang Xuanling did not give Li Ji any face at all.

He narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "Li Ji sent a whole stack. I counted them and there were thirty-two letters of request for battle!" A kind smile appeared on his face, but there was a hint of ridicule in that smile.

.........

"By the way, Xuanling, is there anything else? Xueyantuo's attack on the border isn't a big deal. Why is the Tang Dynasty's reputation about to be exposed?"

Li Shimin looked curious. He tilted his head and looked at Fang Xuanling, his eyes full of questions.

When Fang Xuanling said this, his face became serious. He frowned slightly and looked serious.

"Tibet may go to war with the Tang Dynasty!"

His voice was low and solemn, like a huge rock pressing on everyone's heart.

The four men had been drinking all day and were completely unaware of the news about Tubo.

Fang Xuanling shook his head helplessly, his face full of worry.

Li Shimin was even more confused. He touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Tibet wants to go to war with my Tang Dynasty? That doesn't make sense! Didn't that Tibetan envoy pass my six marriage tests last year and become a legend?"

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"How come even though I've already agreed to allow Princess Wencheng to enter Tibet to deepen the friendship between our two countries, Tubo still won't give up?"

At this point, Li Shimin's tone became cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, as biting as the cold wind in winter.

"Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. It seems that I have given Tubo too much favor!"

His fists clenched unconsciously.

"So much so that these Tibetan barbarians still want to take advantage of us?" He stamped his foot violently.

"I must let them know that the Tang Dynasty today is not the same as it was then!"

He exuded a powerful aura, like a lion about to become angry.

"Wait, Your Majesty! That's not it!"

Fang Xuanling interrupted quickly, his voice rapid and loud.

I saw him leaning forward slightly, his eyes as sharp as torches.

Li Shimin's anger was instantly suppressed by this look.

Li Shimin was a little overwhelmed by this sudden interruption. The anger in his eyes had not completely dissipated, but there was a bit more confusion.

"Then, my dear Lord Fang, why did Tubo attack the Tang Dynasty?"

There was a hint of doubt in his voice and his eyes were full of questions.

Fang Xuanling took a deep breath, as if he wanted to take in all the complicated situations in this breath.