"Wen Er, why didn't you come to the west of the city after your family was promoted?"

Cheng Chubi crossed his waist and stood on the wall outside Haotian Temple, staring at the white-clothed young man trembling with a pair of cold eyes condescendingly.

"Third brother, how can there be anything ......?"

"Hmph, even if your brother recruits someone to do something, you don't go to the forage field to answer the truth, you are looking for death, do you know?"

With a bang, he jumped down from the one-zhang high fang wall, "Don't say that you are a scholar who is a Chinese scholar, what if you are a scholar?" One day into my 'Zhongyi Society', you are our person in life, and our ghost in death! Did you hear that? ”

"I hear you."

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't be dealt with in the process, Wen Ting would definitely kill him. Now his father Wen Yanbo has become a giant, with a faint superstar-level influence, which makes Wen Ting play Xiao Jiujiu, and he will do the teases in this workshop, and Ben Shao disdains to take them to play.

Then Zhang De beckoned his friends to sell sugar, he didn't mix, he sneaked to Baoning Fang early in the morning, and waited for the triumphant return of the soldiers to pass by Suzaku Street, and then go to see the excitement.

As a result, how did he know that Lao Zhang had a friendship with Master Xuanzang, and the bald man of Xingfu Temple didn't want to step on dog shit, so he led the trouble to his peers in Baoning Temple......

The bald men who were originally going out to pray for the triumphant soldiers were blocked by a group of bullies and couldn't get out. Anyway, Cheng Laosan won't sell it, so he just said: 1,000 catties of sugar, 300 wen per catty, do you want it?

Donor, don't want the temple.

"1,000 catties of sugar, 300 wen per catty, do you want it?"

Donor, the temple is not ......

"1,000 catties of sugar, 300 wen per catty, do you want it?"

The donor, such a good product is only sold for 300 wen, it can be seen that the donor has a lot of wisdom, and the little monk has prayed for the donor every day.

The two sides exchanged views and suggestions amicably, and then the bald men vomited three hundred pieces before they could catch the extra money.

As the saying goes, Buddha is the Tao, and since everyone is a family, we can't favor one over the other.

So Cheng Saburo ran to Haotian Temple amicably and asked the master: Dao Chief, 1,000 catties of sugar, 300 wen per catty, do you want it?

Before the master could speak, he saw a young man in white slamming the door out and shouting: "Where did you come from, you dare to go to Haotian Temple to spread wild, and you don't come out to inquire, this is the new Zhongshu Ling who often comes over...... Three, third brother! Y-Why are you here? ”

Then, Cheng Hui Hao Tianguan three hundred times.

The bull noses were going to go to the Wannian Order to complain, but as a result, Fangkou went out to fight the soldiers triumphantly, and Yuan Kungang, a little deflated three, was actually qualified to meet the soldiers.

Then the bullnoses saw that the bureaucrats in Yuan Kungang's circle were actually holding a brocade bag, which seemed to contain sugar.

So the Taoist elders gave up treatment, and the second son of the new Zhongshu Ling was not easy to use, so this matter was not reasonable.

Baoning Fang received 600 yuan, and Cheng Chubi said that he felt good about grabbing money.

Of course, Zhang De doesn't know what Cheng Laosan did, anyway, since Cheng Chubi is so willing to share his brother's worries, being a big brother can't make his little brother's heart cold, right?

Therefore, Visel sold at the entrance of the thirty-two squares on both sides of Suzaku Street, and the recovery of funds was not as fast as Cheng Chubi, which somewhat shocked Zhang De, could it be that Cheng Chubi, this bastard is a business genius?

When Lao Zhang was still thinking about how much he had made that day, Li Dong's eyebrows fluttered with a smile, although Yu Shinan kept coughing to remind the boss not to get carried away, but Li Dong said that it was really cool, he couldn't control it, he couldn't help himself.

Grandma is a bear, call you a Turk to pretend to be a force back then!

When Jieli was "escorted" on the catwalk on Suzaku Street, the roars of the people on both sides shook Ashina and almost collapsed on the ground. If it weren't for his loyal servant Ashnasimo, he would have peed his pants by now.

"Repentance ......"

"Khan!" Ashina Simo hurriedly interrupted his stupid Khan to say crazy things, "This is Chang'an. ”

"Alas......"

With a sigh, the Turkic royal family with a wide face and a thick beard is just a lost dog at this moment. He didn't even dare to think about what kind of treatment those clansmen in Mobei would suffer.

The Han people may tell you about the virtue of a good life, but the Tiele people, the Khitan people, the Murwei people, and the Yan people ...... As long as you can take a bite out of the Turks, they won't reason with you.

Only beasts can survive in the grassland, and even the Han people will become beasts when they go to the grassland. The killing is bloody, and the Han people are all too familiar with it. Wei Huo's work is made of the corpses of the Huns, the horror of their women, and the cries of their children.

"Khan, let's go."

Ashina Simo supported Jie Li, the fat body of this khan, as if he had lost all his strength, and all his ambitions were gone.

But the Khan knew very well what Li Shimin, who was also the head of the clan, was thinking. Although his heart is like ashes, Jieli is cursing Tuli in his heart, cursing Shabaluo, and cursing all the royal families with the same surname as Ashina. Although he lowered his head, although his eyes did not see the fanatical men of the Suzaku family.

However, he knew very well in his heart that this was not a matter of defeat for him as a khan. The Turks are dead, and after Yang Jian's subtle tricks to make the Datou Khan collapse, the Turks should die.

It's all stupid.

Jie Li scolded his ancestors like this in his heart.

At this time, a group of Kansai big men roared with their chests open: "Black clouds are crushing the city and want to destroy it!" The light of the armor opens to the sun! The sound of horns is all over the autumn sky! Stuffed with swallow fat and night purple—"

Then a group of northland athletes burst out shirtless and sang harmony: "Half a roll of red flags is in Yishui!" The frost is heavy and the cold is not loud! Report the king's gold platform! Carry the jade dragon to die for the king—"

"Carry the jade dragon to die for the king—"

"Carry the jade dragon to die for the king—"

"Carry the jade dragon to die for the king—"

Boom!

The military generals who greeted the soldiers were all excited, and they all drew out their swords at their waists, and the blades that wiped the cold light were all jade dragons.

"Carry the jade dragon to die for the king!"

Even if it is Wei Zheng, he is also drawing his sword and singing peace, facing Li Shimin.

As an emperor, Li Shimin has never been so high-spirited as he is now, and the blood in his chest is turning thousands of times, and the whole soul of the whole person is trembling.

The mountains roared and the tsunami, and the people of Suzaku Street should be with the jade dragon in the hands of the ministers, and finally turned into a shocking roar together: "Carry the jade dragon to die for the king-"

Li Shimin's eyes were round, his hands were clasped around the jade belt around his waist, and his spirit and spirit had risen to the top at this moment. He didn't even get down from the imperial chariot, just stood like this, and slowly walked forward, and all he saw were ordinary people, all Han'er, and all Tang Dynasty.

This is Datang!

Those Turkic nobles, who were already trembling, instantly turned pale as paper. There were even several fat white spies, who screamed suddenly, and the road fell to death, and they were scared to death!

Boom!

Li Shimin pulled out his sword, which was also a jade dragon, piercing the blue.

The fanatical people were suddenly stunned, and all directions were silent.

"Datang—"

The emperor roared and crossed Suzaku Street.

"Datang—"

People roared with all their might, regardless of region, north and south, old and young, men and women.

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