Wu Zheng looked at Telemu in the yard, and said, "I won't read the post, please tell me what the prince has asked me to do!"
Telemu sneered coldly: "His Royal Highness asks you to go to Qianyan Tower at noon tomorrow to enjoy the flowers and the moon."
After speaking, Tellermu threw the invitation note in his hand towards Wu Zheng on the roof and threw it backhand. The rotating invitation note was like a sharp flying blade at this time, coming straight to Wu Zheng with the sound of breaking the wind.
"My son, be careful!"
Xiao Qiao pulled Wu Zheng away and caught the invitation that Telemu threw up for him.
Please Xiao Qiao is okay, Wu Zheng looked at Teller in the yard and said, "I can't tell that your old dog is still a master."
Telemu sneered and said, "I dare not be a master, but I spent a few years in the palace with the master to learn fist and kick when I was young."
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Have you heard the dialogue between the two of you just now?"
"Master Wu is indeed a good poetry talent, but poetry and essays are okay to coax His Royal Highness Zuo Wang. My lord True Dragon Khan doesn't like it."
Tuyuhun imitated the big blow to establish the imperial system. How is the reign name missing? After Songzan’s reign was enthroned, the reign name became a real dragon, which means that he is the real dragon of this world. The emperor of the true dragon is a false emperor.
In other words, he will dominate the world sooner or later, and the entire world can only have one country and that is Tuyuhun. It can be seen that his ambition is really not small, and it is also very mysterious, because Wu Zheng has been in the capital for so long, and the palace also entered. After seven or eight times, he just didn't see the true face of his true dragon emperor.
"Hey! Since you said that my poems are so good, you must have some pen and ink, I don't know if you have heard of a poem?"
Telemu didn't speak, but looked at Wu Zheng suspiciously, but saw Wu Zheng smile and said, "Will you be sad, Yi is a group of eunuchs going to the brothel."
When Telemu heard it in junior high school, he still wanted to ridicule Wu Zheng that his poem was not escorted. It was nothing but nonsense, but his old face immediately turned black when he thought about it. Wu Zheng was taking his own pain. I don't have that stuff to tease myself!
"You..." Te Lemu pointed at Wu Zheng with a dark face, as if about to jump on to tear Wu Zheng's stinky mouth.
But I heard Wu Zheng laugh and say: "Xiao Qiao returned this invitation to this old dog, we won't go to Qianyanlou."
"Oh!"
As soon as Xiao Qiao's words fell, Wu Zheng felt as if something was flying by his side, and then he saw Telemu in the yard holding his hands and taking a few steps on his hind legs. That black face seemed to be very miserable.
Taking a closer look, Wu Zheng did not see the invitation but the blood on the right hand of the old dog.
"Xiao Qiao can do it! This speed is almost catching up with the bullet. What can you old dog look at and not leave? Believe it or not, I threw a brick down and broke your dog leg?"
Master, when Wu Zheng just said that Telemu was a master, Telemu was still a little bit funny, but now the weak girl next to him is so special that she is a real expert.
How did the invitation flew, let alone Wu Zheng, even Tellert didn’t even see it, he just picked it up by instinct, and was shocked by the other party’s mouth. Such an injury can’t heal his own. This palm is useless.
Tlert left, but Xiao Qiao couldn't help but feel a little worried when looking at his embarrassed back: "My son, did I get a heavy hand just now? What if he ran back and filed a complaint with Songtsan?"
"No, unless he wants to die."
"why?"
"If I didn’t guess wrong, Songzan told Ji to tell them to spy on us secretly, which means that this matter is not visible. If he runs to Songzan to report to Jiuji, wouldn’t he be talking about them? Did you mess it up?"
"If this is the case, then why does he have to tear his face with us?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "Because we are Zhou people look down on us!"
Xiao Qiao said angrily: "What's wrong with Zhou people, I think they still learn a lot of things from us, so why look down on us?"
Wu Zheng showed his fist and said: "Because our fists are not as big as others, it is like a talented person and a robber, and we are still a talented talent without blood and weakness. What if you have an empty stomach and a lot of money? What the robber wants to steal from you is The fist is not a scripture, and it's not about grabbing as much as you want. It's only strange that people can look up to you when the number of successes increases."
All night long... (End of this chapter)