Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 222

"Enough strength! Brother Li's move is really refreshing!"

Cheng Chumo seemed a little excited, hugged Li Xian and gave a thumbs up.

Qin Huaidao on the other side raised his smiling face and gestured with grimaces.

"Look at that Tubo barbarian's face swollen so high, like a steamed bun. And that lip, dripping with blood, I'm afraid I can only drink porridge for a few days."

"Hehehe, brother Li's move is really clever, and it doesn't take much effort from us."

Li Xian walked between the two of them, wandering the long street leisurely.

"Come on, it's such a big compliment."

"If he didn't scare the envoy with a few words, would he be so obedient?"

"It's good to be angry, I'm afraid that the Tubo barbarians will retaliate in the martial field later, and our people will suffer."

Cheng Chumo was still immersed in the previous slapping in the face, looked at Li Xian with disdain, and slapped his chest.

"Then why be afraid? Just those three savages from before are not enough for me to fight."

"Besides, when the time comes, I, Cheng Chumo, will let them all climb down to the end!"

Turning his head to look at the figure in high spirits, Li Xianbai took a look, took the unfinished pancake and stuffed it in Cheng Chumo's hand.

"You, eat more cakes!"

"As the deputy general of the Western Expedition, you still want to play? If something really happens, His Majesty will take your official position and settle the matter."

"At that time, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Hey~
A sigh came from the mouth of Qin Huaidao, who was slightly shorter by the upper half of his head.

"I don't have that much concern, but I'm afraid that my father will find out and punish me."

"He's not in good health, and I don't dare to make a mistake. It's really a pity that I can't beat up those savages in the venue with my own hands."

As he spoke, he raised his white fist, looking aggrieved.

The street was bustling with crowds, and the three brocade-clothed young masters walked with their hands behind their backs, joining the flow of people.

Many people in a hurry were discussing the upcoming martial arts competition, and some just passed by the disputed area, recognized Li Xian and the others, and came to greet them with smiles and cupped fists, with smiles in the corners of their eyes, and words full of praise.

Li Xian clapped his hands in response, he didn't want the matter to spread too widely, and the two people beside him were old gods, and they bowed their hands in return with their chests outstretched.In the end, he said such rhetoric as "it should be so" and "a man should come forward".

Some people who didn't know anything hurriedly asked what happened just now, and when they asked carefully, they bowed to the three with excitement, but they had long since disappeared.

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Under the temporary felt tent set up on the wooden platform, a group of Tubo people sat quietly in it.

The barbarian woman smashed up some of the wound medicine she brought, and carefully applied it to the red, swollen, red wound. The juice seeped into the bloody wound, causing the guards to grin their teeth and groan.

The felt curtains blocked the daylight of the rumors, Lu Anzan's entire face was hidden in the darkness, he glanced at the injured guards, and secretly clenched his fists.

"Li Xian! I remembered this name."

Hu Ji's delicate face showed some displeasure, her beautiful eyes glanced at Lu An Zan, and there was anger hidden in her low and pleasant words.

"Prime Minister, you are just a craftsman who is good at craftsmanship. Why should you be afraid of making some guesses?"

"According to the servant girl's words, it's nothing more than playing tricks and putting on airs."

In the quiet felt tent, several pairs of eyes looked over, quietly waiting for the Tubo Prime Minister to speak.

Tubo Prime Minister Lu Anzan fell into a rare silence, and after a while, his face still had a solemn expression.

"On the way here, I heard rumors that there are strange talents in the Tang Dynasty traveling with the gods, watching the wonders of the fairyland, and returning to the Tang Dynasty to create an eternal miracle."

"One picture scroll restructured the plows of the Tang Dynasty, and obtained thousands of fertile fields. The horses wear shoes, and they can travel thousands of miles a day without damage to their hooves. I also heard that they can know major events in the world, and they can pinch and count. It's amazing."

"Originally, you and I were just joking around, but you have also seen that a lot of fertile land has been reclaimed, and the horses of the dignitaries in the imperial city trample on the ground, not afraid of mud. Even the refined salt in some food shops is as fine as sand, pure Incomparable."

Call ~
Tubo Prime Minister Lu Anzan let out a deep breath, and glanced at the person in thought.continue.

"Seeing is believing, hearing is believing. This Li Xian is as wise as a fool. He looks simple and honest, but he is not as simple as we see."

"My name is hidden so deeply that even some princes of the Tubo Empire don't know about it, but Li Xian, who has no calluses on his hands, has delicate skin and tender flesh, can insist on it."

"Being able to know three parts of the world without leaving home, this kind of ability should not be underestimated."

Although the Prime Minister had a high prestige, after some rhetoric, everyone who was about to move couldn't help but frowned and thought, and stopped talking.

After the Hu woman carefully applied the medicinal herbs, she took out a light gauze and pressed it over the wound, and the juice seeped into it, causing some pain.The guard groaned in pain, his swollen cheeks twisted, and the saliva from his mouth flowed down uncontrollably, in an extremely embarrassing situation.

From the corner of his eye, he passed the tragic situation, pressed the palms of his knees sitting cross-legged and clenched into fists, his veins bulged, a fierce look appeared on Lu Anzan's face, and his eyes shone brightly.

"Although the foundation of the Tubo Empire is unstable, we are young and talented young men, full of ambitions, and we are not afraid that we will not be able to compare with the Tang Dynasty."

"We will suffer what we deserve, and we must not let go of what we deserve!"

"On Qin Kui, those who should be ruthless must not show mercy!"

Sitting in the last corner, the hunched figure raised his head half larger than ordinary people, and replied in a low voice.

"No, Prime Minister."

bang~
The crisp sound of the gong passed through the tightly closed curtain and came out clearly.

The noise of the surrounding people came from far and near, presumably it was the Jinwu Guard who assisted in the inspection of swords by Datang, and let the onlookers and contestants enter the venue.

Lu Anzan stood up first, supporting the stone slab under his feet.

His eyes passed over the faces of several people present one by one, and his voice was deep and powerful.

"Warriors of the Tubo Empire, you are one-in-a-million warriors, and you come with the expectations of the Tubo tycoons and the glory of the people."

"The matter of Wenbi, we have already lost the next game, and it is a match that relies on strength, we must win!"

The three muscular big men in front of him stood up in response, a cold light appeared in their eagle-like eyes, they folded their hands in front of their chests, and bowed.

"Don't worry, Prime Minister, we plateau warriors will definitely win."

The figure who had finished dressing, gritted his teeth, struggled to stand up with one hand on the ground, the bright red blood stains overflowed the white gauze, and his muffled voice was full of resentment.

"I...I want to challenge, challenge Cheng...Cheng Chumo."

"Blood...blood debt...blood payment."

clack.

Amidst the subtle golden cry, Lun Qinkui at the end slowly stood up, although his back was arched, but his huge head was still on top of the felt.

Big hands like five iron rakes wrapped around the guard's shoulders, and there was a muffled sound in his condescending eyes.

"You can rest easy and recuperate. Whatever Cheng Chumo or Li Xian, leave it to me."

The iron-tower-like figure cupped his hands and saluted Lu An, then bowed his back and walked out through the curtain.

Looking at the suddenly widened felt tent, Lu Anzan muttered to himself.

"On Qinkui, it's up to you."

Without looking at the injured guard in front of him, he patted his shoulder and followed out.

(End of this chapter)