Chapter 1625

Di Renjie is clearly trying to harm people here.

Di Renjie cupped his hands: "The Prince need not worry. You are the rightful heir of Li Tang, and Heaven itself will aid you. Just come back with me, and you will naturally reclaim the throne."

Li Xian smiled awkwardly: "Minister Di, please be careful with your words. There is no need to bring this up again. I, Li Xian, have absolutely no such intention."

Di Renjie felt a measure of disappointment in his heart.

He had not displayed any extraordinary power, and had given Li Xian no confidence.

Yet the Li Xian before him was clearly not cut out to be a ruler of men.

Timid, cowardly, unable to contain his emotions in matters, with not the slightest hint of composure or poise.

Could this man truly bring about another great restoration of the Great Tang?

Di Renjie began to hesitate.

When reading the histories, he had seen Li Xian's many flaws and assumed the Shi Guan had smeared him, or that under the great tide of events, he might have been able to turn the tide.

But meeting Li Xian in person shattered Di Renjie's one-sided fantasy in an instant.

Li Xian was truly this useless!

His temperament and wisdom were both insufficient to rule the realm; even if he later learned some supreme immortal scripture, he would likely remain a mediocre, ordinary man.

He might even become a tyrant!

Thinking of this, Di Renjie felt a desire to retreat well up within him.

Li Tang—he would restore it.

But he did not wish to cultivate a tyrant!

If things came to that, would he not become one who aids the wicked?

"Minister Di?"

Li Xian noticed Di Renjie's expression shifting uncertainly and called out softly.

Di Renjie came back to himself, looked toward Li Xian, and said with a complicated expression: "Since the Prince does not wish to reclaim the throne, then let it be."

"Yes, yes, yes, I don't want to be this Emperor. After Minister Di returns, you must make it absolutely clear to Mother—I have absolutely no second thoughts." Li Xian's face was wreathed in smiles, the very picture of sycophancy.

Di Renjie nodded lightly: "The Prince may rest assured. In the future, Your Majesty should not trouble you any longer... 0 "

Li Xian let out a breath of relief.

It seemed this was yet another of Mother's tests.

At last, he had passed it perfectly.

Thinking of those brothers who had died so tragically, a chill ran through his heart.

Fortunately, he was clever enough to weather another calamity in peace.

So long as he was sufficiently useless, Mother would most likely not lay a hand on him.

"I really am far too brilliant!"

Li Xian secretly praised himself.

"Prince, take care. Di Renjie shall take his leave now!"

Di Renjie cupped his hands, solemnly bowed to Li Xian, his figure stirred, and he flew up toward the sky.

Li Xian was instantly dumbfounded.

Fly?

He flew!

Am I still not awake?

Li Xian rubbed his eyes, looked up at the sky, and indeed saw Di Renjie pierce into the clouds and vanish from sight.

Turning back to look at the maid, he said: "Xi'er, did you see Minister Di fly away?"

"My lord, Lord Di truly did fly away!"

Li Xian's expression shifted several times, and regret welled up in his heart.

"If Minister Di is an immortal, could the matter of reclaiming the throne actually be true? Damn it, I've missed a golden opportunity."

"Hmm, no, that's not right. Even if Minister Di is an immortal, he could still be one of Mother's people. Could this still be a test?"

Li Xian's heart surged with emotion as he thought through many things.

Both regret and fear; for a time, he no longer had any mind for amusements.

Chat Group.

Di Renjie: "【Video】 I just found the former Crown Prince Li Xian, but he doesn't seem to have any talent—utterly useless and not worth molding."

Su Xiao: "Lord Di, you say you want him to reclaim the throne, yet you didn't even show off some divine ability first?"

Li Shimin: "Where's the need for all that trouble? In an ordinary world without divine powers, aren't there still people risking their heads to fight for the throne? This Li Xian has not a shred of bearing—he doesn't look like a ruler of men. If it were a contest for the realm, no noble house would ever throw in their lot with him."

Zhu Yuanzhang: "Indeed. Fellow Daoist Di's eye is not wrong—this man is truly useless and not worth molding. Even worse than Youjian!"

Zhu Youjian: "Why has this matter been dragged back to me again?"

Zhu Wushi: "Isn't this praising you?"

Zhu Youjian: "I'm not stupid! Ancestor's words are clearly not kind ones. By the way, since Li Xian is not worth molding, then whom does Fellow Daoist Di wish to enthrone as Emperor?"