"Your Highness is right. I believe that this so-called Persian saint has no reason to exist in terms of emotion or reason, and should be sent to the Ministry of Justice."

Wei Zheng did not hide his emotions, and directly bowed to Xiao Zhengtai and began to give advice.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty, especially His Royal Highness, who is now at the age of the first love.

There was no hope for the civil and military officials in the court. His Royal Highness, who was famous for his lifetime, would eventually be destroyed in the hands of a woman.

"Uncle, apart from the identity of the Holy Fire of Dusley, she is a pure Persian. Although she was bewitched by the evildoer, she will not die of sin."

After hearing Wei Zheng's words, Xiao Zhengtai frowned directly and finally turned her eyes to Changsun Wuji.

"Your Highness, she is a Persian. You have also said that if you are not of my race, your heart will be different. This woman cannot be kept!"

Changsun Wuji said with a tough bullet that he had already seen that His Highness was determined to keep the Persian saint alive. This was something he absolutely did not want to see, so he could only speak frankly.

"Yes, it's because she is a Persian that I want to make her go back even more.

The land of Persia is far away from the Tang Dynasty. We have no idea about the situation there. Is Persia's national strength prosperous? Is civilization developed? Do the people love peace? What are the religious beliefs? Is it worth the Tang Dynasty going to promote cultural exchanges with it?

We don't know anything about this, but Dusley knows it well, and all we have to do is to learn it from her mouth."

A wise light appeared in Xiao Zhengtai's eyes, and he said calmly, leaving Du Silei behind. He had no selfishness at all, and everything was still for the development of the Tang Dynasty.

"Your Highness, what do you mean?"

After hearing this explanation, Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up. Things had begun to turn a hugely. The plot had deviated from the trajectory in their hearts. This was a great thing.

"There is a saying in the art of war. Only by knowing oneself and one’s enemy can one never be defeated in a hundred battles!"

After saying that, Xiao Zhengtai picked up the teacup in front of him and gently sucked it. Everything he created in front of Dusley was to better pry open her heart and let her tell everything she wanted to know.

It is much easier to deal with a little girl than to deal with those cunning old men.

What's more, talking about things with beautiful women is quite pleasing to the eye. If he negotiates with those Dharma Kings, he would be afraid that he would not be able to suppress his anger and cut them down directly.

"Your Highness is wise!"

After hearing this explanation, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. At least this answer would be understandable in front of His Majesty after they returned.

...

There is a small mountain village under the mountains in the western suburbs of Chang'an. Because the railway was built, it was necessary to be relocated. Every household became a demolition household. A small house could receive a considerable amount of silver from the court.

Even though the court did not mean to treat the people badly, there were still several people who were reluctant to leave this place where they gave birth to themselves and refused to leave no matter what they said.

The court had no choice but to build a house for them not far away and demolish the original old house, so as not to affect their construction of the railway.

Among them, there was a family named Li who was not compromising and refused to leave no matter what he said. In the end, the court spent three times the price before successfully persuading the family away.

What the court didn't know was that the family named Li, Old Man Li was originally an old servant of the Dou family, and the house here was rewarded by Old Master Dou.

The reason why he did not move was to go away was to go against the court and deliberately attack the court. However, he had a very good control over this, and no one could see any tricks.

"Young Master, with this money, life will be easier in the future."

Old Man Li came to a middle-aged man, gave a respectful gift, and then slowly took out the silver given by the court in his arms.

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Li, there is nothing to do here. I will receive a few distinguished guests later. I'll ask Uncle Li to come over to bring a pot of good tea."

The middle-aged man just nodded slightly, with no joy on his expression, but instead a dark look appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, young master, I'll go now."

After hearing the middle-aged man's order, Old Man Li turned around and walked out the door without any displeasure.

And this middle-aged man is nothing but Dou Huai'en who crawled away in Chang'an like a dead dog.

He will never forget the experience of the Dou family. The thousand-year-old family is completely silent in history because of public opinion.

"Li Zhi, wait, I won't let you go."

Dou Huai'en clenched his fists hard and murmured to himself.

...

"Several distinguished guests, try this excellent tea. If you have anything to do, we will talk about it later."

Dou Huai'en poured tea for the few people with a smile on his face, then sat back on his seat, picked up the tea and drank it gently.

"We have drunk this tea, and Mr. Dou's taste is indeed good."

If Xiao Zhengtai was here, he would have been surprised by the people in front of him. He was the Persian oil merchant Jike Billy who was driven out of Chang'an like Dou Huai'en.

"It seems that the Dharma King is also a fellow disciple. Since that's the case, I will buy more tea and give it to the Dharma King next time."

Dou Huai'en still had a smile on his face and kept explaining to Jike Billy. Behind him was a tongue man, constantly translating.

"I thank Mr. Dou for your kindness."

Although Jike Billy's heart was full of contempt, he really needed Dou Huai'en's help in the current situation, so he could only pretend to be smiling and chat with him.

It's a coincidence that, a month ago, Jike Billy met Dou Huaien when he fled Chang'an after being humiliated by Xiao Zhengtai.

Dou Huai'en, who was not like an ordinary person, knew everything they did, which scared Jike Billy.

When he knew that Dou Huai'en finally revealed his identity, Jike Billy's defense towards him disappeared.

After all, they have a common enemy. As the saying goes, the enemy is friends. There are many people and great power. With the help of Dou Huai'en, their development in the Tang Dynasty will be easier.

There is no way for them to be Persians. Even if they disguise themselves, the people of Chang'an will find the clues. As long as they act a little rashly, they will immediately arouse others' suspicion.

They are not short of money, but their connections, and Dou Huai'en is exactly the person they need most at this time.

As long as they can get rid of Xiao Zhengtai, there will be no one who can stop them from spreading the teachings here.

In the past, although Xiao Zhengtai guessed that a family like the Dou family must have its own power.

But what he didn't expect was that until the Dou family was destroyed, the power hidden in the dark did not surface.

Dou Yanshan was also waiting for such an opportunity. It was obviously impossible to fight head-on with the imperial court. This live Persian Holy Fire Sect was exactly the sharp knife he could use.
Chapter completed!