Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

After two months of operation, Que Teqin's power is indeed stronger than before. In the past, he was just a general with a large army in his hand, with a respected status, and he could speak to Tuli Khan, but there were others who could compete with him. Today, most of the nobles who can compete with him have already formed alliances and cooperation with him for Qian's sake, but Tuli has become isolated and helpless.

It looks like that good result is within reach.

Wang Jing has already made up his mind. When Que Teqin ascended to the position of Khan, he immediately summoned other elders in the clan to watch over here and take charge of the affairs of the economy, while he himself returned to Chang'an to fulfill his long-cherished wish.

"I don't know if Cui Yingying knows the news of Li Xin's death now? Will she be sad?" Wang Jing imagined this, and he couldn't help feeling a surge of painful relief in his heart.

The conflict between Tuli Khan and Que Teqin continued to deepen and expanded in an all-round way.

Of course, the main reason for all this is Que Teqin. He has to fight against Tuli Khan in almost everything. In this way, even if Tuli Khan is the reincarnation of Buddha, he can't bear his good temper? Conflicts are naturally inevitable.

It's a pity that the conflicts between the two always ended with Tuli Khan's concession—no way, he couldn't bear the consequences of provoking Que Teqin head-on. And Que Teqin was just so aggressive, constantly oppressing Tuli's breathing space.

This is the plan he had thought up long ago. Now that he has already won the support of the majority of people in the court, there is no need to do things such as raising troops to force the palace. As long as he keeps persecuting Tuli Khan and playing with him like a cat and a mouse, he will not be able to bear it sooner or later , choose to abdicate.

In that case, wouldn't Que Teqin achieve his goal without bloodshed?

Que Teqin stood in the hall with a smile, looking at Tuli Khan on the throne in front of him like a victor, enjoying another victory—to be honest, he has won too many victories during this period of time, and he is very used to it. Tuli Khan's concession was almost impossible to get happiness from it.

Tuli Khan's face was ashen, looking back at Que Teqin, his eyes were full of pleading, as if to say: Is it so difficult to save some face for Ben Khan?

Que Teqin shook his head slightly, the smile on his lips was extremely arrogant.

Tuli Khan slowly closed his eyes and said, "Enough."

As soon as this remark came out, Que Teqin was stunned, with some doubts in his heart.

When Tuli Khan opened his eyes again, the pleading and despair in his eyes had already been swept away. He stood up and looked at Que Teqin condescendingly: "Do you think this king will really back down this time? Tell you, it's impossible! Turks and Tang have been in conflict for so many years, and it's time to calm down. This time Cooperation is imperative."

"Oh?" Que Teqin raised his eyebrows, but the smile on his face didn't change much, "Is Khan planning to go his own way? But this king suggested that Da Khan ask these ministers standing in the court, which one agrees to do it?" Da Tang bowed his head and proclaimed himself a vassal?"

As he spoke, he turned around and walked back and forth in front of the queue of courtiers, his eyes slowly scanning the faces of so many people, as if he didn't remember that this was a solemn court hall at all, even if he was a prince, according to the rules, It is also not allowed to walk around like this, affecting the prestige of the court.

Inside the royal court, there was no sound.

Tuli and Que Teqin faced each other, and countless courtiers stood behind, like a background.

"Look, no one agrees with you, Big Khan." Que Teqin laughed.