Tang Zhangwei shouted: "Protect the emperor!" ”

The Luoyang swordsman waved his sword and stood beside Tang Zhangwei, and under Tang Zhangwei's order, the cavalry who rode fat and strong tall horses surrounded the Ice Palace.

At the beginning, the subordinates of Li Bao, the king of Ji, were assassinated by the men of the Eastern Roman Empire, Basil I, and Tang Zhangwei and Wei Wan'er said at that time: "I will definitely kill those who dare to challenge the order of the Tang Dynasty." ”

Today, these assassins entered the Ice Palace of the Tang Dynasty, and Tang Zhangwei naturally would not let them leave.

Some of the most stupid fools thought that those who were strong in martial arts could calmly leave the hosts.

Of course, there are such masters, but the killers of these gladiators, and their martial arts are not yet strong to this extent.

Tang Zhangwei looked at the soldiers of the Tiance Army, and under the command of Yang Fuguang, surrounded more than a dozen gladiator killers.

Tang Zhangwei asked Bai Cunxiao to order that those who surrendered would not be killed.

However, these gladiator killers are very strange, the leader Su Leia, is bent on fighting to the death with the soldiers of the Tiance Army of the Tang Dynasty, and he does not give Tang Zhangwei any face.

Tang Zhangwei clapped his hands and asked his subordinates to bring out East Francian sausages, Spanish ham, seafood bibimbap, as well as West Francian cheese, Italian olives, and wine from the Eastern Roman Empire.

The smell wafted in, and it was really mouth-watering.

Surea threw away the dagger in his hand, and the rest of the gladiators also lost their daggers in their hands, and they burst into tears, and these people cried and said, "This is the smell, the smell of hometown at this time, this is the smell of mother, it is so fragrant, I like it." ”

Since these assassins came to the Tang Dynasty, they have hardly eaten authentic Eastern Roman food once, they don't have much money in their hands, and they are not used to eating the food of the Tang Dynasty, and when Tang Tang Zhangwei thought of using the trick of food to buy them, these people naturally surrendered.

In Tang Zhangwei's plan, he didn't expect to be able to recover so many enemies so perfectly, but his food plan to recover the enemies worked very well, so good that he himself was surprised.

After saying that, he fainted for the second time.

"Not a loss," muttered the innkeeper, "I lost two tenants, but this one remains, and I am sure he is there."

Stay for a few days. Eleven Eju can still earn it. ”

We already know that eleven eju is exactly the number in d'Artagnan's money bag.

The shopkeeper calculated: d'Artagnan would stay in the shop for eleven days to recuperate from his wounds, one a day. However, this is his calculation, and

Didn't ask the travelers. At five o'clock the next morning, d'Artagnan got up, went down to the kitchen, and asked for some wine.

olive oil and rosemary, and asked for a few things we don't know about according to the recipe, and then pinched the recipe given to him by his mother in one hand,

He prepared a dose of ointment, then applied the ointment to the wounds all over his body, and changed the gauze and bandages himself. Probably because

The medicine really worked, or because there was no doctor, and in the evening d'Artagnan walked freely, and the next day he was almost cured

Healed.

He adhered to absolute fasting therapy, so the only expense was the money for rosemary, olive oil, and wine, but

According to the boss, his yellow horse ate three times as much forage as he estimated by his size. D'Artagnan pays

When the account was made, only the worn velvet money bag and the eleven eju inside, as for the one to be handed over to de Treville

The gentleman's letter was gone.

The young man began to look patiently for the letter, turning over and over again his pockets, large and small.

He rummaged through his bags again and again, opening and closing the money bag. In the end, he was convinced that the letter would never be found again, so he was third

The next violent thunder almost used another dose of ointment, because the people in the inn saw that the grumpy young man had lost his mind,

Threatening to destroy the inn if he didn't find out the letter, the proprietress had already raised a spear, and the proprietress picked it up

A broom handle, and the teahouses also have a congenitally used stick.

"My letters of recommendation!" D'Artagnan exclaimed, "My letter of recommendation, *** find it out for me!" Otherwise, I'll put

You wear them with iron skewers like snowy buntings! ”

Regrettably, circumstances simply did not allow the lad to put his threats into practice, because, as we have explained before,

His sword had broken in two in the first encounter. He had forgotten all about it, so he reached out and drew his sword.

But what was pulled out and pinched in his hand was only a broken sword more than ten inches long. It was carefully inserted in the scabbard by the shopkeeper, to

In the other section, it has been taken by the quick-eyed foreman in the kitchen and transformed into a sharp knife to remove fat.

D'Artagnan was disappointed. However, if the shopkeeper hadn't thought that his request was reasonable, I probably wouldn't have been disappointed

Stop, the furious young man.

"Yes," said the shopkeeper, no longer pointing his spear at d'Artagnan, "where did the letter go?" ”

"Well, where is the faith?" "First of all," exclaimed d'Artagnan, "I tell you, that the letter is addressed to Trey

Mr. Ville's must be found, and if he can't find it, Mr. Trevier will send someone to find it! ”

The threat finally brought the shopkeeper to rest. In addition to kings and cardinals, the name Tréville was a military man, even

Civilians are the most frequently mentioned. Of course, there are also Cardinal's cronies, Father Joseph, who is known to the world as the Gray Cardinal, but he is not a man

Their names are always mentioned quietly, because he causes great terror.

So the shopkeeper threw away the spear in his hand, and told his wife to throw away the broomsticks, and the teahouses to throw away the sticks.

Then he took the lead and began to search for the missing letter.

"Is there anything precious in that letter?" The shopkeeper asked after searching for nothing for a while.

"Needless to say! Of course, it was packed with precious things. "The Gasconians had hoped to make a fortune with this letter

"It contains all my possessions." ”

"But the savings bank's depository?" The boss asked uneasily.

"Deposit in the King's Special Vault." D'Artagnan was counting on that letter of recommendation to seek an errand for the king, so he didn't

I don't think this answer is a lie.

"Hell yes!" The shopkeeper was in complete despair.

"But it doesn't matter," said d'Artagnan, with the characteristic composure of a Frenchman, "it doesn't matter, and money doesn't count."

What's important, it's the letter. I'd rather lose a thousand bistol1 than lose that letter. ”

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1 The name of an ancient French coin, equivalent to ten livrres.

He just said that he would rather lose 20,000 bistor than take any risk. However, a kind of young people's incorruptibility makes them

He didn't say that.

The letter could not be found, and the shopkeeper was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said loudly:

"The letter wasn't lost."

(End of chapter)