The eighth day of the lunar month

On this day, every household is cooking Laba porridge, the whole capital is filled with a sweet taste of cooking porridge, this fragrant sweet taste is intoxicating, as the saying goes, after Laba is the New Year, whether it is the common people or the rich and noble people are preparing the New Year's goods early, ready to have a happy New Year's Festival, this Laba porridge represents the expectations of the people of the capital for the New Year's Festival.

The children clapped their hands and played outside the door, smelling the porridge of each family, and they were already drooling greedily, and the good relationship even discussed that they should exchange food with each other and taste the taste of other families.

In this piece of warmth and beauty, the palace is cold and hard.

Emperor Deqing met with the envoys of various vassal states outside Wananmen, and looked at the gifts presented by these envoys one by one, with a smile on his face, but he was already very angry in his heart.

These days, he asked people to inquire into the details of various countries, and knew that these Tibetan vassal countries treated him as a fool at all, and the things that came in were all very ordinary objects in various countries, even if they were ordinary, the quality was not very good, most of them were defective products in their own country, and they took these defective products in exchange for rich returns, and it was no wonder that these envoys were willing to come to Beijing, not only to eat and sleep well, but also to entertain well, and to bring several times or even more than ten times more rewards than the things they came in when they went back, such a good thing, Which foreigner is not in a hurry to come to please.

"Is Baekje having a bad harvest this year?" Emperor Deqing looked at the tribute that Baekje came in that was thinner than in previous years, and couldn't help asking: "The tribute is less than in previous years." ”

As soon as he heard Emperor Deqing's inquiry, he hurriedly stepped forward and replied in a somewhat transfigured official dialect: "Your Majesty, our Baekje harvest this year is indeed not good. ”

"Huh." Emperor Deqing smiled: "How did I hear that your country has been prosperous and prosperous for several years." ”

Park Shin was very thick-skinned, and when he heard Emperor Deqing say this, although he was shocked, he was willing to admit it, so he hurriedly saluted and said: "Baekje is located in a remote area, the country is mountainous, there is very little land that can be planted, the people are poor, and there are many people who die of hunger. ”

Emperor Deqing sneered, did not confront Park Xin, and waved his hand: "Even if you Baekje are having a hard time this year, it will not be much better if you want to come next year, and I will not be used to pay tribute next year, and I will not lack your things, so I should save some money for your monarch." ”

"Your Majesty ......" Pu Xincai was about to say something, and Emperor Deqing had already looked at the envoys of the Tartars in the north: "Isn't it easy to have a good time on the grassland this year?" ”

The Tartar envoy's surname was Jin, and he smiled: "What Your Majesty said is that this year's snow is heavy, I don't know how many cattle and sheep have frozen to death, and there will be a lot fewer cattle and sheep to pay tribute this year, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me." ”

"I'll forgive me." Emperor Deqing smiled: "Even if a lot of livestock froze to death, I think many herdsmen on the grassland can't live, let's look at this, I asked a few tribes to move back to Dayong, how about I help you settle some people?" ”

This is clearly to reduce their population, where is the Jin envoy willing, hurriedly smiled: "The herdsmen on the grassland are so rude that they can't adapt to the life of Dayong, I'm afraid that they will bother His Majesty when they come, so it's better to ask them to stay on the grassland." ”

"Yes." Emperor Deqing nodded: "In this way, I don't have to worry about you." ”

Speaking of this, the golden envoy of the Tartar stepped forward and saluted Emperor Deqing: "The livelihood of the grassland is difficult, and the minister has something to ask His Majesty for permission this time. ”

"Say it."

The Jin envoy said loudly: "The minister came to the Dayong Dynasty this time, and brought us strong warriors on the grassland, and our warriors on the grassland want to swing in the capital, and invite the warriors of Dayong to compete, first, let our warriors see the demeanor of the men of the Dayong Dynasty, and second, also win some things for the people on our grassland, so that the grass grows in the spring of the next year, and the cattle and sheep reproduce." ”

"Okay." Emperor Deqing clapped his hands and agreed, he said in his heart that he was still thinking about how to call Li Chun out, who knew that this Tartar envoy was too knowledgeable and interesting, and even took the initiative to propose: "I also want to see how powerful your warriors of the grassland are, but I am afraid that the warriors of my Dayong Dynasty will kill people when they come out to compete. ”

This means that your warriors on the grassland are no match for my warriors of the Dayong Dynasty, as long as you compete, you will definitely die.

The Jin envoy felt a little bad when he heard it, but he was now standing on the land of the Dayong Dynasty, facing the Dayong King, and the necessary patience was still necessary, he raised his head, arched his hand and said loudly: "The minister is very confident in the warriors brought by the minister." ”

"In that case...... Emperor Deqing muttered: "In this way, I am looking for the thinnest and weakest person in the Dayong Dynasty and some people who are not very easy to use to compete with you, if you win him, I can rest assured that you will be able to compete with other warriors." ”

When the Jin envoy heard this, he was even more angry, and said in his heart that this was Emperor Dayong's contempt for our grassland, but since he wanted to call someone to die, then come, if he really killed someone, it would not be our grassland men who would be disgraced.

"Your Majesty has the final say." The golden envoy was able to respond.

Emperor Deqing smiled and said to a few guards outside the door: "Which of you will try it." ”

He just asked, and saw Li Chun, who was wearing a guard uniform, come out of the ranks: "Your Majesty, I, I'm here to ......."

Li Chun's face was handsome, but his posture was a little thin, as soon as he came out, standing in front of the tall and burly Jin envoy, he showed that he was even shorter, and the Jin envoy could almost pretend to be him.

At this moment, not only the Tartar envoys, but also the envoys of Baekje, Goryeo, and Annam also laughed.

"You?" The golden envoy glanced at Li Chun with a look of contempt: "I'm afraid it's not enough for our warriors to have a finger." ”

"Life and death are fate." Li Chun's neck stiffened, and he said what Li Luan'er had taught him for a long time: "If you die, count me as well, you deserve it, you warriors, if you die, you deserve it." ”

"Good!" The golden envoy wanted to embarrass Dayong, so he shouted happily: "Your Majesty, then this competition will begin." ”

"It just so happens that the outside of Wananmen Square is wide, so let's compare here." Emperor Deqing smiled, the Jin envoy called out a few strong grassland men, one by one, the tall and strong appearance was really scary, as soon as they came out, to the side of the station, then called the Manchu Dynasty civil and military gasp, the heart said good strong man, look at this, the strength must not be small.

Look at Li Chun again, such a Wenxiu is weak, it's really ...... It can't be compared.

There are several people who don't know who Li Chun is who they have begun to worry, and their hearts say that this kid's life and death are small, and Dayong's face is big.

It's just that General Gao Wu Jueye knows Li Chun's ability, so he is not worried at all, on the contrary, he is waiting with great interest to see how Li Chun beats people.

Li Chun walked over step by step, stood in front of those warriors, and looked at them one by one: "You eat a lot, grow strong, and have ...... rice buckets."

"Flutter ......"

Lord Wu couldn't help but laugh, this rice bucket was used by Li Luan'er to describe him, Li Luan'er often disliked him for coming to Li's house to eat rice, so he said that he had a rice bucket, but he didn't expect Li Chun to remember it, and he could also learn and use it to scold the Tartar warriors.

It's just that the Chinese language is profound, and its meaning is also unpredictable, and where is the Tartar people who are outside the country can understand, Li Chun's rice bucket is the word "rice bucket", except for the monarchs and ministers of the Dayong Dynasty, where do those people in Waibo understand, Li Chun's words are like a pretty eye for the blind to see, a bit of a waste.

One of the Tartar warriors glanced at Li Chun contemptuously, stretched out his arm, and now in the cold winter, he turned out to be shirtless, and the bulging muscles on his thick arm jumped and jumped, repeatedly showing how strong he was: "You have more strength to eat, you, no, I'm afraid you eat like a cat." ”

When Li Chun heard it, he immediately raised his eyebrows and glared: "I, I have strength, you are not as good as me." ”

Ha......

The warrior of the Tartar is also a tendon, where is he willing to obey, and takes a step forward: "I have the greatest strength, you ......" He looked down on Li Chun very much, and his face was full of contempt: "Even one of my fingers can't compare." ”

"It's comparable." Li Chun was also serious.

"Can't compare." The Tartar warriors shouted.

"It's better than ......" Li Chun shouted vigorously, and this time he used a lot of strength to almost knock Wananmen down.

"Well, it's comparable, and the voice is louder than mine." The Tartar warrior covered his ears and nodded very pertinently, recognizing Li Chun's strengths: "I can't compare to you than your voice, but today it's not louder than your voice." ”

I'm here to compete, not to chat.

Emperor Deqing looked at his brother-in-law and Tartar speechlessly, and couldn't help it, so he coughed lightly: "Since no one is convinced by anyone, then compare." ”

"Yes, Bibi." At the critical moment, Li Chun is still reliable. He stretched out his hand: "Wrestle your wrists." ”

Emperor Deqing wanted to swear, but he was really angry, and he patted the dragon case: "Let's start the competition." ”

The Tartar warrior jumped back and looked at Li Chun: "How can you compare?" Fists and feet are still weapons. ”

"Anything." Li Chun thought for a while, feeling that his fist and foot kung fu is okay, although he can't compare to his own sister, his eldest sister can kill a tiger with one punch, he can't do it, it takes four or five punches to fight wild boars, if you compare weapons, you can give him a stick, he once made a stick to beat a bear, although it took some effort, but in the end it hit it, he felt that the warrior of this Tartar should be a little incomparable with the bear, but it should be almost the same.

"Then punch and kick first, then weapon."

The Jin envoy didn't want to look at the nonsense anymore, so he opened his mouth to build yì.

"Okay." Li Chun agreed, and at the same time smiled: "My fists and feet are not good, I am not as good as my sister, and I am often beaten by my sister." ”

His smile is simple, so that people can know at a glance that he is telling the truth, Emperor Deqing naturally believes it, but he knows how cruel Li Luan'er is, but others don't know, as soon as the officials on this side of the Dayong Dynasty heard this, they suddenly secretly screamed in their hearts, and the little emperor was really unreliable, and found such a weak little queen to compete in martial arts, isn't it obvious that people are sent to death.

The Tartars were extremely happy, and said that this guard could not even beat a weak woman, and he wanted to compare with his own warriors, which was really self-defeating.

How did they know that Li Chun's sister was pitiful, and there were a few men in the world who could beat her. R1152