Luo Zhaoyun looked at the name of the poetry collection, froze for a moment, and thought to himself, when will I publish the poetry collection? Could it be that in Chang'an City, there is another literati Luo Cheng?

He turned two pages and saw familiar verses, such as "If you don't break the Huns, you won't pay it back" and "Rather be a centurion" and other poems, there are also long and short words, which he wrote in the past, and some were written in the Yanyulou for decoration, which were all integrated by people with a heart to form a small anthology. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Printing was already used in the Sui Dynasty, and papermaking was also popular, so it was not difficult to produce such a booklet.

"How's the poem written?" Luo Zhaoyun looked at Murong Ziyan and asked with a smile.

"So-so!" Murong Ziyan's cheeks were slightly red, but her anger had not subsided, so she stiffened her face and hummed: "Last time I went to the street, I don't know which bastard forced it into me, saying that the book is not easy to sell, and it is all lost in my hand, so I can only take it home and paste the wall." ”

Luo Zhaoyun's forehead was bulging, and he thought to himself, he was purely jealous of his brother's talent, and he was making it up here.

"My father, princess, what happened, whether Tuyuhun is now dead or not, will you tell me?" Murong Ziyan bit her lip and asked.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded and said, "Since I'm here, I must say it, it's because of your bad attitude that I can't talk about it." ”

"You're telling me to be nice to you?"

"At least respect each other!" Luo Zhaoyun smiled.

Murong Ziyan frowned, she felt that this idiom seemed a little awkward, but she didn't have the heart to correct it with him, and said coldly: "You have ruined our family and destroyed the hatred of the country, how can you make me treat you better?" ”

Luo Zhaoyun retorted: "This is wrong, I am just the commander who leads the troops to fight, and the military order is in my body, I have to do it, it is not me who really gives the order, besides, you Tuguhun constantly harasses the borders of the Great Sui, burning, killing and looting, I am the general of the Great Sui, defending my family and country, that is a matter of course, we used to be our own masters, and our positions are different, how can there be any right or wrong, yes or no?" Now, I'm not General Biansai for the time being, and you're not a princess with a mission, so I think we can calm down, let go of our previous grievances, sit down to drink tea, and chat. ”

"Say it lightly!"

"Okay, I have a lot of adults, I won't mess with you, I will tell you frankly, the Khan and the royal family of Tuyuhun are in danger, temporarily out of danger, and went to Tubo, and now Tubo is gradually gaining momentum, and has swallowed the Western Regions and Tuyuhun and incorporated them into their own territory, your father has gone, and if he seeks skin with the tiger, what will happen in the future, it's hard to say."

Murong Ziyan snorted, and said angrily: "No matter how strong Tubo is, can it be stronger than your Great Sui?" Why, do you still want to use force against Tibet? ”

Luo Zhaoyun said: "It depends on the king of Tubo, it is said that he relied on the national division of Ludong Zan, and intended to attack the Western Regions and the border of the Great Sui, and when the time comes, there will inevitably be a war." ”

Murong Ziyan said angrily: "Are you uncomfortable if you don't fight, do you know how many people will die in war?" How many people are homeless? ”

Luo Zhaoyun's expression was heavy, and he said: "I know, but sometimes, if you stop fighting with force and don't attack decisively, you will only be constantly bullied. Small battles continued, and more people died, all the time. A big war, but in exchange for a period of peace. ”

Murong Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and after hearing this, she was speechless to refute for a while.

She has read a lot of Confucian books in the Central Plains, and she is kind-hearted, so she doesn't want to see bloodshed and war, and she is very repulsive to Luo Zhaoyun, the executioner, but at this moment, Murong Ziyan listened to Luo Zhaoyun's words, and it seems to make sense, but the angle is different, which is different from what she thought before.

Murong Ziyan glanced at him, and saw the collection of poems and essays in his hand, a man with all-round talents in literature and martial arts, such a young talent, she really didn't want to be an enemy of such a person, if there was no hostile relationship at the beginning, how good it would be.

Sometimes, Murong Ziyan took his collection of poems and essays and silently thought that if he was just an ordinary literati, with this talent, he would be worthy of his admiration and making friends.

However, because of her preconceived dislike for Luo Zhaoyun, as well as the few times he bullied herself, she remembered it vividly, which made her hate it so much, and she often dreamed of him, dressed in armor, in the conquest of Tuyuhun, besieging the ambush city, and making the lives of the people in the city miserable.

This kind of contradictory mind made her feel very complicated about Luo Zhaoyun, hate, admire, and contradictions were intertwined, and she couldn't forget it if she wanted to, and she kept spinning around in her mind.

Luo Zhaoyun's tone softened a little, and said, "You have come to Chang'an City, and you haven't gone out together, right, why don't I take you out for a walk?" ”

When Suo Zhe heard that he was going out to play, he immediately clapped his hands and shouted at the table, becoming excited.

It has been two months since he came to Chang'an, and he only went out once, and the guards didn't let the two go together, so they went directly to one, and the other stayed as a hostage, so as not to run away together, so Murong Ziyan went out three times, and Suo Zhe only once.

"Let's go with you?" Murong Ziyan asked tentatively.

Luo Zhaoyun nodded and said: "Of course, since I go with me, then it's okay, whoever can save people under my nose, I will also obey him." ”

"Well, well!" Murong Ziyan also wanted to go out, but this time she was not discouraged.

"Wow! I can finally hang out with my sister, Luo Cheng, you finally did a good thing this time. "Six-year-old Suo Zhe, after all, is still a child, and he can't stick to his position so deeply.

Luo Zhaoyun smiled and said: "You are my guests, of course I have to do the friendship of the landlord, you change your clothes, and you will set off in a while, Yanzi and Ah Niu!" (To be continued.) )