At dusk, on the South Gate Street of Shendu, a group of dozens of knights galloped past and left the city from the Changxia Gate. + Pine, pine, pine, small, + said

Although these people are all wearing civilian clothes, they do not bring servants to escort, but they look magnificent, they all have some fierceness in the army, and they also have the momentum of giving orders for a long time, especially their crotch dismounts, each with their own heroic demeanor, it must not be an ordinary way, and the people and gentry on the side of the road have avoided it.

"Huh...... Isn't that Quan Langjun" It seems that someone recognized the person who was the leader, not to mention the first, young and sharp, handsome and incomparable, wearing a light blue folded cardigan, among the knights in brocade robes, it was very conspicuous.

"Yes, it's Kwon Lang-kun, I've seen it, when I was a newcomer to Shikua Street, I saw it really" Someone came forward to corroborate.

"In such a hurry, it's dark, and I'm going out of the city, Quan Langjun is also working hard" There are idlers on the street, who are so angry, but they don't know what to do, so they can only guess and praise.

"Quan Langjun is the blessed general of our Great Zhou, I just hope that everything will go smoothly and be safe" There are also those who are kind-hearted, with their hands folded and chanting Amitabha.

Someone took the lead, all kinds of prayers resounded through the long street, and a few well-dressed landlords, who knew some of the major affairs of the court and China, snorted, distanced themselves from these ignorant commoners, and talked in a low voice as they walked.

"The public of Xin'an County has worked hard, I just hope that the face of the Celestial Empire can be saved."

"The son of the martial artist is crowned by the monkey, the success is insufficient, and there are more than failures, such pickled goods, dog meat is not allowed to be tabled, and he is trying to covet the artifact, I bah"

"Don't mention it, someone Feng Fei Ninety-Five, which is also his family's Yin Virtue Fate Law, I just ask them not to get involved in the army again, embarrassing people, and don't have to block people"

"Speaking of which, it is still the public courage of Xin'an County, I heard that the court almost beheaded Wu Yizong's gang and seized the Jinwu Guard, which is also a very happy thing, these rammed goods are useless, but the scourge people are all good hands"

"Yes, the Xin'an County Duke used to be Mingzhe to protect himself, and now he gradually has a responsibility, which is a great thing, but it is a good opportunity to pick, the matter of Jin Wuwei, the military generals of the DPRK and China, but anyone who knows some shame is the heart of the Xin'an County Prince"

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The gentry and the common people reacted differently, but they fell into the ears of the Tubo Great Ministers Qinling who wandered in the crowd, but they were the same.

He frowned, and under the support of the guards, he walked slowly among the people, his brows furrowed into a deep Sichuan character.

Only because of a sudden encounter in a small battle accidentally defeated, the Great Zhou reacted violently, brazenly abolished the military number of the first army, deposed a county king, and under the leadership of the power policy, the system was determined, the defeat of the first army, it will forever fall on the pillar of shame in the history of Qingshi, the martial arts and fierceness of the Great Zhou, it can be seen, the news spread, so that the gods stayed in the important ministers of the vassal envoys, greatly shocked, only to rise up a little contempt, vanished, but left the awe engraved in the bones.

"Power strategy, there is a strategy for governing the government, and there is also the ability to lead the army, and gradually has the prestige of the subjects, and it will be the great enemy of Tubo in the other day" On Qinling's mind with this thought, his chest rose and fell, he spit out a breath of turbidity, his fist clenched loudly, but the civil turmoil on the hateful plateau is still there, the Chidu squirrel is blind, and he doesn't know what to do, the great wizard of the Bon sect is willing to be cheap, and he is the lackey of the Great Zhou, although he holds the power, but he has not been able to sleep peacefully for a day, let alone the border and the Great Zhou.

On Qinling paused, and saw a family of seven, a middle-aged couple, two young couples, and two small children in their arms, both of whom were from Tubo, but they spoke the official dialect of the Great Zhou, wore the clothes and hats of the Great Zhou, and lived and worked in peace and contentment in the divine capital.

On Qinling's heart was deeply stung, and he shook his head vigorously, "No, Tubo can't sink anymore, and Da Zhou can't be peaceful anymore."

Stomping his feet hard, he strode forward on the Qinling, passed by the Tubo people, and looked at them deliberately, hum, you will regret the things that you have forgotten your ancestors.

The southern outskirts of the Shendu, the camp of the Turkic mission.

After getting the pass, Yang I walked out quickly, his face was very enthusiastic and happy, "Brother-in-law, come in quickly, you eight lambs, in the future, the trick will be brighter, and the horse is coming, do you dare to block it?" ”

The Turkic guards were all busy kneeling down again to salute.

"Thank you, uncle," Quan Ce thanked him.

"Hugh wants to go outside, walk, you Central Plains people love to drink Jiannan Burning Spring, we Turkic people all drink Sanle pulp, or Father Khan has an idea, mix the two wines together, it will definitely be able to meet your appetite" Yang I rushed to pull Quan Ce towards the inside, and when he turned his face, he saw that Quan Ce was still followed by dozens of people, and he didn't look like a servant entourage, so he picked his chin and asked, "Hey?" What are you doing with so many people? ”

"They are all veterans in the Great Zhou army" Quan Ce waved his hand, and the introduction was very brief.

When the veterans in the army heard this, they all raised their eyebrows, looked at each other and smiled, yes, if their names and official positions were reported, it would be too much to give face to the Turks.

The feast has been prepared a long time ago, there is a huge barbecue grill in the middle, roasting four lambs, but it is not the usual charcoal fire below, the lambs are on top, but standing, the fire is around, roasting the vertical lambs, the lambs are stuffed with a lot of spices in the belly, and the aroma is a little pungent.

Next to each seat, there is a two-foot-high wooden barrel, Quan Cechu was still a little curious, took a closer look, and immediately looked away, it was full of wine syrup, not as clear as Jiannan Yaochun, not as turbid as Sanle pulp, I think it was the product of the blending of the Mosi Khan. "Come, Quan Ce, take a seat" Mo Si Khan sat on the top, did not move, looked at the people behind Quan Ce, his eyes were faint, "Everyone who comes is a guest, all sit"

Although most of the many generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty were rough characters who licked blood from the knife edge, they had never seen wine in barrels, and they were all a little dizzy when they sat separately.

"Divide the meat, pour the wine, drink" Sip is not polite, and as soon as he drank loudly, a Turkic maid stepped forward, cut the mutton and divided it into a silver plate, and scooped the wine syrup with a wooden scoop, and poured it into the sea bowl.

Quan Ce did not shirk, raised a glass accordingly, the generals and generals who came with him, they had nothing to say, and the reason was the same at the banquet, if they didn't drink, they had no qualifications to talk about things.

Just swallowed a mouthful, Quan Ce's eyes were sudden, Jiannan Burning Spring had a soft taste, but it was too strong, Sanle Pulp couldn't drink it, but it was a little spicy, together, the strengths of both sides were gone, but the defects were magnified, the spicy was difficult to eat, the intensity was still very high, the fire was burning, and the abdomen was like a hot knife.

With his eyes closed, he poured a bowl of wine into his stomach, hurriedly grabbed a piece of mutton, dipped it in some spices, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed vigorously, and swallowed it in one go.

Difficulty suppressed the uncomfortable energy in the abdomen, Quan Ce looked around, but saw that many people on his side had been dangling, unable to stabilize their figures, and the Turkic side was also not happy, Yang I Zhi and Mo Jian retched from time to time, forced themselves to endure, and refused to spit it out, it was the initiator Mo Si Khan, his face was purple and red, his eyes were straight for a while, and he didn't expect that the invention and creation he messed up with would have such power.

Seeing this, Quan Ce couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Father-in-law, this wine may be drunk in a white jade cup given by His Majesty."

"Huh? Yes, the emperor of the Celestial Empire is your grandmother, who is older, and he wants to give some face, come to someone, and change the cup" Mo Si got off the donkey and responded.

After a few more rounds of drinking, the two sides pushed the cups and changed the glasses, and the atmosphere became warm.

Quan Ce stopped his cup abruptly, "Father-in-law, do you still remember that in the first year of Ruyi, in the first month of Layue, you came to Shendu for the first time, and you gave me twenty spine rods at the banquet?" ”

The dawn of the Tang Dynasty

Dawn of the Tang Dynasty original