Today, Chang'an City is unexpectedly lively, and on the high platform built by the Qi family in Dongshi, someone is shouting and scolding, it is the messenger of Zalu who has been treated unfairly.

"You know what? General An immediately led more than 100,000 soldiers to set foot in Chang'an, and he still insisted on staying in Chang'an, which was simply stupid! ”

The messenger of Zalu struggled desperately, no matter what, he couldn't break free from the rope, and he couldn't convince the Tang army wearing rusty armor next to him.

The messenger of Zalu did not believe that so many people just didn't know what was going on, and continued to hiss.

"That, that sergeant, I am a messenger sent by General Anda, and I have come to show you the situation, I hope you can return in peace, and don't resist in vain!"

Lu Bu glanced at the messenger in a bearded and bearded hat, straightened the spear in his hand, and moved to the side, away from the noisy messenger.

At this time, the old scholar Yuan in the audience came to the bottom of Master Song with the support of the two children and grandchildren, and looked at this old friend with moist eyes.

"Master Song, Master Song..."

At this time, Song Jing was no longer as radiant as before, and the whole person had already become a frosted eggplant, with tears and blood stains, and a blank expression.

However, when he heard a familiar voice, he slowly raised his head and saw that it was Old Scholar Yuan, and his whole eyes were wonderful.

"Oh, it's Brother Yuan, save Song, I'm afraid Song will be beheaded by the princess who protects the country!"

Although Yuan Lao Shusheng is old and his body is not good, his ears and brain are very bright, and when he hears the words "princess who protects the country", he puts on the appearance of facing a great enemy, and the unruly princess really can't be provoked, half of his teeth back then were forcibly extracted, and his memory is still fresh.

Hearing Master Song's words for help, Old Scholar Yuan hurriedly waved his hand tremblingly, shook his head helplessly, and said with a bellows sound, "You shouldn't, you shouldn't, your family and country are in trouble, how can you collude with the rebels, although the old man doesn't have any great skills, he won't make such a mistake!" ”

Master Song had an ugly face with red eyes, and refused to give up this straw, "Brother Yuan, you don't know, the princess only has 5,000 black armor troops, and now she dares to go out of the city to fight the Uighurs, I'm afraid that there will be no one to collect the corpse, you better find a way to save Song!" Song doesn't want to die, Chang'an will fall into the hands of General An sooner or later, and Song will definitely report back later! ”

Yuan Lao Shusheng was a little entangled, so he naturally had to plan for the future, all the hopes of Chang'an now were pinned on the princess, and the princess was so arrogant that she went out of the city to fight against the Uighur iron horsemen, and it was definitely a dead end, and suddenly felt that Song Fuzi had some sense.

At this moment, the crowd was boiling, and the East Market instantly became lively, only to see two storytellers walking up the elevated highway in high spirits, coming to the front of the stage, saluting the crowd below, and starting to tell stories once a day.

The people who came were Hai Taotian and Hai Xingyun, father and son, who followed the princess to tell stories in the restaurant back then, which can be regarded as old qualifications.

In the first few days, it was said that Song Fuzi and the Qi family colluded with the rebel envoys, which caused the scene to get out of control several times, which is why Song Fuzi and the head of the Qi family are now like this.

Song Fuzi and the head of the Qi family even got a well-known name, traitors.

Seeing the two of them coming up, Song Fuzi's face was full of bitterness, as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis, and he was about to be bombarded again, and now he couldn't put his face anywhere.

The envoy of Zalu was relaxed, and put on the momentum of negotiation, and he did not starve them in the past few days, which shows that the princess still has some brains, if the envoy is killed, it means that the people of Chang'an will be cut off.

"Hey, you two, don't hurry up and loosen the ties of this messenger, the two countries have been at war since ancient times, and the envoy is not guilty! General An not only has Uighur cavalry, but also hundreds of thousands of elite cavalry, and all siege equipment is available. ”

Hai Xingyun is now a long beard and a curly white robe, unlike his father, he is full of energy, not as old-fashioned as his older father.

Shaking his head and pretending to look at the messenger of Zalu playfully, ignoring it, Hai Xingyun put on the mask of Sun Wukong, picked up a stick, and began to speak.

"Guys, do you remember who this is?"

Hai Xingyun holds a pergola, shoulders against wooden sticks, and the golden rooster is independent of the stage.

The crowd in the audience erupted into a warm call, and the name of 'Monkey King' resounded through the sky, spreading from the entire East City to the entire Chang'an, and the story of the stone monkey and Journey to the West was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Ji Xiao and Wan'er helped Ji's mother together, listening to the passionate voice in the crowd, looking at the group of traitors on the stage, there will be a formal disposition today.

"Each of us is the Monkey King! Before the princess set out on the expedition, what about the Uighur iron cavalry, as long as everyone is the Monkey King, there is no invincible enemy! ”

Hai Taotian catered to his son's words, interjected a sentence, and looked coldly at the Hu envoy tied to the shelf, it would be good if he came to persuade him, but this guy tried to break the hearts of the people in Chang'an City, and now he has become a prisoner and dares to pull the banner of Tiger Pila.

"Chang'an is our hometown, to defend Chang'an, everyone needs to contribute, as long as the Chang'an man has a breath, Chang'an City will be immortal!"

Hai Xingyun shouted, waving a stick to hit the messenger of Zalu, which attracted repeated applause from the audience, and many people began to build momentum, expressing their willingness to sacrifice their lives for the country and defend Chang'an.

After the mood calmed down, the sea towered into the void and pressed his hands, hoping that the onlookers in the audience would be quiet, but for a moment, the entire street was silent, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked at the high platform.

Hai Xingyun took the opportunity to walk out, looked at the people in the audience, looked at the people standing on the alley wall, and the people lying on the roof looking here, stretched out his long sleeves, and saluted deeply, as a storyteller, he never thought that he would do this, and only by following the princess could he reach such a point.

Taking a deep breath, the face hidden under the mask of Sun Wukong was covered with nervous sweat, "According to the front-line intelligence, the princess defeated the Uighur Iron Cavalry, beheaded more than 5,000 people, and is now arranging a defensive line in Fanchuan to resist the rebel attack!" ”

When the news spread, no one was excited, and no one questioned this kind of thing, because they believed that the princess of the protector of the country, His Majesty was gone, but the princess stayed, and the princess was guarding Chang'an, and if she lost, she would not hide it from the people of Chang'an.

Immediately afterwards, Hai Taotian issued a disposition, punishing the troubled Song Fuzi and the head of the Qi family, as well as the messenger of Zalu. The gallows was dragged up by the bad guys.

Because the head of the Qi family decided to betray the country for glory, all the descendants of the first line of children over sixteen were put on the gallows according to the Tang law, and the others were not exiled for thousands of miles, but imprisoned in the prison of Dali Temple in Chang'an.

Not long after, all the traitors who were pointed out by Qianfu died on the gallows, and Yuan Lao Shusheng didn't mention it in one breath, suffered a myocardial infarction, and suffocated to death.

Not far behind Wan'er, several boys surrounded her, and the white-haired old man held a paintbrush and stroked his white beard, depicting this scene into a corner of Chang'an East City in the picture scroll. Read the latest chapter of "Steamed Tang Claw Book House" for free for the first time.