A Haidongqing flew in and landed on the official position price card in the Imperial City Political Hall, bringing the battle situation on the frontier.

Yang Guozhong, who was sitting in the first place and eating frozen lychees, enjoyed the sweetness in his mouth, and looked at the wealthy businessmen and dignitaries who were queuing up to buy the official position for the term of time, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a touch of pride.

Hai Dongqing flapped his wings, spun up, cried dissatisfiedly, left the official price card, and flew away from the lattice window, and it didn't take long for a black harrier to fly from the sky, also with the news of the frontier emergency, and landed on the official card with a clear price.

Singing and dancing night after night, luxury, and the drunken life buries everything in the dusty dust, waiting for the day when it rots.

Thousands of miles away, the sound of horses' hooves was frenzied, and the Uighur iron horses were majestic. With one block ten, a thousand iron cavalry can block ten thousand soldiers, such rumors are not false, and the grassland swamp is their place of survival.

Iron hooves trampled by, remnants of dust and grass clippings flew as thousands of Uighur horsemen galloped across the steppe hunting with their prince Yehu.

It's just that this kind of hunting is different, they don't hunt goats and wild deer, but the original hunters of the steppe - wolves.

As the prince on horseback flew out with an arrow, the fleeing wolf was killed by an arrow, and the hunt officially ended.

Trimmed, roasted wolf meat for eating, many sergeants had dismounted, but the prince and the rest of the hundreds of guards did not dismount.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, please move to the horse, your body is important!"

It was the old civil official who accompanied him on the expedition, and it was Songhe, an important minister of the Uighur king.

"I was born on horseback, I live on horseback, and I die on horseback! I am a Uighur warrior, and a warrior will never leave his horse! ”

Ye Hu's young and swarthy face was full of madness, and his eyes shone with an unusually determined light.

"Yes, if the Uighurs can have His Highness, why worry about not prospering in the future!"

Songhe's face is wrinkled like tree bark, his smile is quite energetic, his eyes are full of satisfaction, he is the existence of a prince and a master, and he is also a capable minister of His Majesty, and he has faithfully dedicated decades of time to the Uighurs, just to one day be stronger than the Tang Dynasty.

"However, there is one thing that needs to be informed of His Royal Highness!"

Ye Hu put the horsewhip back into his waist and looked at Songhe condescendingly, "What's the matter?" ”

"The festival of the Tang Dynasty made An Lushan write an interesting letter, and your father wants to hear your advice!"

Matsutsuru took out a letter from his loose cuffs and handed it to the prince with a kind face.

Ye Hu took the letter and read it carefully, his eyebrows became more and more raised, this was simply a bombshell, his eyes glanced at Songhe who nodded in satisfaction, and the old and the young laughed loudly at the same time.

Then, Ye Hu drove his horse, took the arrow and the bow, pointed directly in the direction of Datang, and shot a flying arrow from a distance.

In the middle of the Fanyang Festival, a big man in a bearded suit sits in a row, the central orchid dances in a whirlwind, and a famous and stunning woman in the middle of the orchid girl walks around with a soft dance, and the white tender skin attracts the color and eyes, and finally comes to An Qingxu's face, hooks the other party's neck, exhales like an orchid, eyes meet, pour wine into the cup, and dance again.

An Lushan, who received the Uighur letter, laughed heartily, and the fat of his whole body fluctuated like a slime, followed by a crunch of wood breaking through the noisy dance music, and everyone raised their eyes to An Fatdun on the main seat.

Seeing that the master had cracked the couch table, Li Zhu'er hurriedly went up to help, and it took a lot of strength to help the master up, and for a while his forehead was hot and sweaty, his face was red, his neck was thick, and he was out of breath.

"Well, warriors!"

An Lushan's deep voice sounded, and his breath sounded tired and short, but this red and fat face was not hateful, but it added a sense of joy.

"Our chance is coming! The Uighurs promised us that if they sent 100,000 loads of grain and grass, they would send 5,000 Uighur horsemen to support us! At that time, it will be easy to do things, and then the emperor of the Tang Dynasty will be the emperor, hahaha, you are all heroes, and An Mou will definitely be awarded the title of marquis! ”

"Father's move, I'll help naturally!"

"I'll wait for the help of nature!"

With An Qingxu's shout, dozens of warriors gathered in the mansion shouted loudly, and the crowd was excited.

The maid holding a wooden plate next to Li Zhu'er glanced down at this scene, carefully remembering every detail of their discussion.

Several flying eagles escaped from Fan Yang's Journey to the West restaurant, and flew in several directions with intelligence letters composed of secret texts.

At night, An Qingxu grabbed a harrier with his subordinates and saw the letter on it, but ordinary reading of the letter composed of ciphers could not know the meaning of it. Let several sergeants who know how to spy on intelligence read the letter, but they just can't read it.

Because it's all in English, and Arabic numerals.

The unknown is often the most mysterious and unsolvable.

Hai Dongqing, who flew out of Fanyang smoothly, flew towards the nearest Journey to the West restaurant, one restaurant passed to another, and one region headed towards another, which is the foundation of the Princess's Mansion and the root of the Princess's Mansion.

In a certain deep mountain in Jiannan, Wu Yueya, who was sitting in the office, listened to Du Fu's report.

"Princess, word has come from the Uighur restaurant that a large number of Uighur warriors have left the Uighur tent, and that they are going in the direction of Fanyang, and according to the road detectives, there are probably 4,000 to 5,000 cavalry, all of whom are well-equipped and brave warriors!"

Du Fu wore a wooden eye frame according to the princess's requirements, held a notebook bound in rice paper in his hand, and wore a green shirt, with a strong scholarly temperament.

But it was precisely like this, Wu Yueya looked at Du Fu who was wearing a hood and glasses frames, and wanted to laugh more and more, originally just wanted Du Fu to try what it would be like to wear modern glasses frames, but it was also somewhat similar to civilized people.

"Princess?"

Du Fu raised his eyebrows, and he was not accustomed to moving the wooden glasses frame on his face with his hand, looking quite mature.

When Wu Yueya laughed, there was a gentle pat on her shoulder, as if to remind her, she turned her head to look at Abisi, put away her smile, and nodded to show that she understood what Abisi wanted to express.

So he opened his mouth to relieve Du Fu's embarrassment, "Zimei, you go on!" ”

"Yes, princess, the analysis of the news from Fan Yang, as the princess said a few years ago, An Lushan is afraid that he will rebel! These Uighur heavy cavalry were already stationed in the camp in Van Yang! ”

When Wu Yueya heard this, her face became serious, and she picked up the improved bamboo pen and knocked on the table, "What do you think?" ”

"How about reporting to Your Majesty and exposing this matter?"

Du Fu has changed his previous youthfulness, his style of acting has been steady and mature, and he has considered things very thoroughly.

"Yes, I'm afraid that Chang'an will be recalled to test loyalty at that time."

"Yes, the princess is resourceful, and she can see what Du Fu is thinking at a glance, but now Jiannan has not completely stabilized, and the situation in Nanzhao cannot be delayed!"

Wu Yue's teeth hurt, she knew about Jiannan, although the first Nanzhao War was only half fought and was stopped by her, but the Tang army suffered nearly 100,000 casualties, and if it continued to fight, she didn't know how many innocent people died and how many families would be destroyed.

"Well, I'll solve the matter of Nanzhao, and as for Xian Yu Zhongda, who wants to use the bones of 10,000 people to accumulate fame, it's time to be replaced!"

"Could it be?"

"That's it, the plan starts immediately!"

"Yes! Du Fu understood! The latest chapter of "Steaming Tang Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.