I don't know when the snow began to float in the sky, and the Huashan, which was already in the psychedelic, became more and more illusory.
"Puff" and "Boom" a bowl of strong wine was poured on the lamb roasting on the rack, the flames rose, and the red color was filled with blue.
He cut off a piece of lamb with his own hands and sent it to the entrance with a knife. He chewed hard and nodded with satisfaction. Li Longji was very happy to eat.
On the other hand, people from countries or ethnic groups around Datang have different expressions.
Some have already accepted their fate after seeing the force of Tang Dynasty, and listened to the sound of silk and bamboo from the boat. They relaxed, took a sip of wine and eaten a bite of meat, and stopped worrying about the future and couldn’t worry about it. , His own ethnic group can't stand a round of shelling.
People like this can always scan the faces of Chide Zuzan and Mo Jilian, hoping that the Tubo and the Turks will be a little bit more gentle, and have a tacit understanding, and join hands to fight against the Tang Dynasty.
Mojilian did not eat meat, but from time to time he held up a bowl and poured half a bowl of spirits into his stomach. It was a very good wine. The weather on the grassland changed too fast, and the hot and cold alternated frequently. For example, everyone can drink the Tang Dynasty. The spirits, the cold at night may no longer need to worry.
Mo Ji, who thinks he has a good drinker, has a few bowls of wine, his body is warm, his ears are red, his eyes are slightly blurred, and he seems to have returned to his camp in Turkic, with burning fire and fragrant meat, and singing and dancing. .
He clicked his mouth, unintentionally thinking about other people's affairs, and touched the sword that had never been opened on the leg that was sitting cross-legged, admiring, "A good sword, it is a good sword, and those who have won this sword will win the world." , The sword has double fronts, one can swing thousands of horses, invincible, and the other can spread money and spend money.
The sword is harvested, the sea is rising, the sword is out, the snow is falling, well, the grassland is too cold, I don't know if it can ease the warmth, yes, warm and warm, find a big mountain to avoid the wind. "
At first, the people around Mo Jilian thought he was really complimenting the sword in his hand, and they all looked at the sword, but they didn't see the good point.
After hearing the words behind him, I realized that he was not talking about the sword in his hand, or his own, but Li Longji's. The double front naturally refers to Zhang Xiaobao, who is huddled together over there and doesn't know what to do. And Wang Juan.
Zhang Xiaobao’s ability is obvious to all. It is a hen laying golden eggs everywhere. The countless workers sent to Datang have already reported back what Zhang Xiaobao has done. Datang’s treasury is no longer short of money. The existence of the bank, if necessary, can mobilize tens of millions of money at any time.
With so much money, it also killed people. What's more, wherever he went, it would surely make the local people's life easier. Many Datang officials were not stupid. There are people studying, even if they are not as good as his home, they are much better than before.
Two dimples are revealed when she smiles around her, which makes people think that she is a lady of a big family at first sight. Only those who know her can understand what kind of existence she is.
Regardless of the fact that the generals guarding the border of the Tang Dynasty can always win the battle, it will not be detrimental to quell the riots, but it is a small battle after all.
As for quelling the riots, it has never happened, but there have been signs in Fengshu, and some people wanted to make trouble. As a result, people from Zhang Wang's family sent a little bit, and the total number is less than 500 people. All signs are all on their own. Extinguished, no one dared to provoke her.
Mainly because the generals taught by the Tubo World War I have shown her ability. Those generals are now guarding one side and governing the army like iron. But whenever someone praises them, they don’t dare to accept praise. The cuckoos are far from each other.
Datang only relied on two people, one culture and one military, no one around the suppressed Datang dared to act rashly.
Yes, this is the real double-edged sword, don't let it fall on yourself, otherwise the sword will never return.
Everyone had thoughts in their hearts, and the voice of speaking gradually calmed down, leaving only the sound of wind, the crackling of wood and the sound of silk and bamboo.
Li Longji also didn't persuade others to eat meat. He was happily eating it alone. Someone had already passed on the words of Mo Jilian just now, which made him believe it deeply.
"Lish, you have worked hard." Li Longji suddenly cut off a piece of meat, pierced it with a knife and sent it to the front of Gao Lishi.
Gao Lishi was startled, looking at the emperor, he didn't understand what it meant, why did he cut himself off? To eat or not to eat? Wouldn't it be that you want to kill yourself
Thinking in his mind, Gao Lishi still opened his mouth.
Putting the meat into Gao Lishi's mouth and letting it go down, Li Longji retracted the knife, showing a very rare gentle smile.
"If it hadn't been for the wise men to negotiate with me, saying that the masters of the Zhang family and the family should not be moved lightly, I would really not help but get them into the palace."
Li Longji said with emotion the reason.
Gao Lishi understands. That's it. It seems that the emperor is a little scared. He really did it at the beginning. Not to mention that there is no double sword between Xiaobao and the cuckoo, and I am afraid that the masters of the Zhang family will be forced away.
No matter where they go, as long as they are not in the Tang Dynasty, today's Huashan Lunjian will not exist. Even if there is Lunjian, they don't know what mountain they are on, but they will definitely not be in the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
After understanding this point, Gao Lishi said modestly: "Your Majesty has long been a saint, how else would you hang the portraits of Little Treasure and the cuckoo in the palace? Your Majesty, it seems that Little Treasure has just cooked a chicken. Why... "
"Well, what Qing Zhi said is exactly, go." Li Longji's eyes looked at Zhang Xiaobao from time to time, and he saw Zhang Xiaobao taking out a chicken from under the fire. Even if he didn't know why he did it, he could guess the taste. good.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaobao, who was as inconspicuous as possible, did not expect that Li Longji would still focus on him, even if he gave up all the opportunities for performance.
He took out the chaffinch from under the fire, hurriedly knocked off the mud seal, tore off a wing, and handed it to Wang Juan, "Eat, eat, eat more. Hong Qigong was good at this one bite at the beginning. Years old? This cooking wine has been cellared for six years. The pheasant on the mountain is thinner and thinner, and it smells better than domestic chicken."
"You know how to eat. In case the Tubo and Turks disagree to return to Datang, there is going to be a war soon. You don't want to prepare, and you can eat chickens and eat them freely, keeping good lambs still."
While talking about Zhang Xiaobao, Wang Juan picked up the chickens, looked at the dry mud on the ground, was stunned, and asked Zhang Xiaobao: "You killed the chickens in Feide's chicken farm? Six million? Only, all died overnight."
"Don't be afraid, they must not dare to fight with Datang, but now it is winter, they are sure to eat them, they... What are you talking about Feide Chicken Farm? I don't understand." Zhang Xiaobao said as he said, his eyes looked away, no Look at Wang Juan.
Wang Juan snorted and laughed, "Don’t deny it, I just discovered today that I have never heard of someone engraving on the mud when he is making a chicken, and the engraved character is still Hong Qigong. According to the information, Feide The chicken farm once found the dry mud with these three words, how do you explain it?"
"Oh, there’s this, shit, I’m angry when I say it, the surname Zhou not only deducts the wages of the workers in the surrounding villages, but also the chicken manure is not handled properly, which makes a village smelly all day long and raises chickens. At that time, I still used industrial raw materials. I stole a few of them and ate them. The more I ate them, the worse they were. The hunt was so powerful that I ran into the mountains in a hurry, otherwise even him and I would be poisoned to death."
Zhang Xiaobao replied straightforwardly.
"Then do you know how much tax revenue is lost without his chicken farm? What is the life of the villagers who can still get some wages?"
"I don’t know, I know that the county magistrate’s villa is very beautiful, eat quickly, what did he do in the past, I don’t like to hear others praise me for my work, or I’ll choose one here. The village, a processing plant for waste oil? It can solve more employment problems. The most unfamiliar thing to me is the people who don't do practical work for the people while being greedy."
"So you can be greedy by doing practical things?"
"At least I think so, go, follow me, hold the chicken, don't eat it yet."
While Zhang Xiaobao was talking, he pulled Wang Juan and walked towards a place where there was no one in the distance.
"Little treasure, what are you going to do?" Gao Lishi's cordial call came from behind him.
"Foster father, children and cuckoo go for convenience." Zhang Xiaobao subconsciously moved the chicken to a place where Gao Lishi couldn't see it.
"What are you talking about, who is convenient with you? Take it out." Wang Juan reached out and stabbed Zhang Xiaobao.
Zhang Xiaobao glanced at Li Longji who was eating and drinking with contempt, took out the chicken, and said to Gao Lishi: "Foster father, this chicken has been torn apart and eaten..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Your Majesty will always let the people below taste it first when he eats." Gao Lishi spoke out embarrassedly, took the chicken, and rushed back as fast as he could.
"The bandit, he's just a beard, wait first, wait until he's full, and then dig out another chicken, come and talk about the future plan, occupying the Tubo and Turks, and always have to use it."
Zhang Xiaobao squeezed the chicken paws he had eaten two bites, and sat back again, with a look of regret, he shouldn't leave his favorite chicken thighs for the last.
Li Longji put two chicken thighs into his belly three times and five times, raised his head, and said to the crowd in a depressed atmosphere: "Zhongqing talked about how to sharpen the sword?"
"Come here." Everyone shuddered and looked at each other, but no one was willing to speak out first.
Seeing no one speaks, Li Longji put his gaze on Chi De Zuzan.
Chi De Zuzan really hoped that he could become transparent, so that no one could discover it. Seeing Li Longji forced him to make a statement, he held up the Wufeng sword in front of him, and went to see Wang Juan and Zhang Xiaobao first.
I didn’t see the gaze of the two people looking over. What I saw was that they were talking happily for some unknown reason. From time to time, Zhang Xiaobao also pointed to the direction of the west. No matter how you looked at it, I felt that he was referring to Tubo, Wang. Juan pursed his mouth and waved his small fist, as if he was promising something to Zhang Xiaobao. Zhang Xiaobao stretched out his thumb to Wang Juan and nodded fiercely.
"Do they want to do something against Tubo?" Chi Dezu Zan had such an idea in his heart.
"Zhengzheng..." When Chi Dezuzan hesitated about how to reply, the sounds of Hu Qi and Matouqin on the boat stopped and replaced them with a continuous pipa strumming.
A very familiar voice can be heard even without the previous paragraphs. The current tune is called Ten Sides Ambush, one after another tight, one after another anxious.
A scene that he didn't want to recall suddenly appeared in Chi De Zuzan's mind.
"Report, our army has besieged the Datang army in the Jinchuan Mountains, waiting for a good news... the report, the villagers of Mole Village have been slaughtered, and the enemy has no trace of things... The report, our army has lost track of the enemy on the Jinchuan Mountain, and suffered heavy losses... the report, It has been ascertained that the Tang Dynasty reinforcements were the Yizhou logistics battalion... Report, our army has no more than 15,000 soldiers, request reinforcements... Report, our army's second and three reinforcements were blocked, and logistics were interrupted... Report, our army was three The ground grain and grass burned to ashes, and I asked for a grain adjustment...report, this summer the locusts will be plagued, and there may be no harvest...report...report..."
"Zamp, Zamp, Your Majesty wants you to discuss the sword." As Chi De Zuzan recalled the scenes, Princess Jincheng's whispered voice came from his ears.
"On the sword? Yes, on the sword, invite the monarch to visit, and Huashan on the sword." Chi Dezuzan murmured, shaking his head vigorously, then looked at the sword in his hand, sighed up to the sky, two lines Tears flowed out, held up the sword high, knelt on the ground, and replied dryly to Li Longji: "The minister is dull, and your majesty said that he should open the front as he should."
"Hey..." More sighs sounded almost at the same time, but suddenly closing their eyes, the whole person seemed to be ten years old.
He didn’t want to accuse Chi De Zuzan as being timid. He who has been to Tubo understands the current situation in Tubo. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan have 30,000 soldiers on the front line of Jinchuan. There are countless good horses. They are just waiting for the war. The army, the long spear that made life and death in three hundred steps, the roaring artillery fire, changed it to oneself and didn't have the courage to challenge Li Longji.
Li Longji's brows stretched out, nodded, and said to Chi Dezu: "Qingzhi's words are in harmony with my intentions, so I gave Qing Li the surname, 10,000 horses and tens of thousands of dollars."
"Your Majesty Xie." Chi Dezu's voice trembled, and his head fell to the ground, unable to afford it for a long time.
Li Longji put his gaze on Mo Jilian again, "Do you have something to say about Mo Jilian?"
"Chen, Chen wants to go back and discuss it." Mo Jilian couldn't make the decision, so he had to reply like this.
Suddenly, Wang Juan interjected, "Your Majesty, please, send Mojilian back to Turkic. It happens that the minister is going to Fengzhou to train troops, do maneuvers or something, drop in, bring the cannon, and see if the horse is afraid of the sound of the cannon. ."
"The minister thought about it again. The minister himself is willing to listen to his majesty's order to sharpen his sword." Mo Jilian glanced at Wang Juan and quickly expressed his position, meaning that he could not be the master of the Turks, but he himself was willing to surrender.
Li Longji wanted to laugh out loud, tried his best to hold it back, and looked at other people again.