At that time, there were poems and clouds: the beacon fire shone on Xijing, and the heart was uneven; Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, the iron rode around the dragon city, the snow carved flag painting, and the wind was mixed with the sound of drums; Rather be a centurion than a scholar.

Although this poem was written by Yang Jiong, a literati in the period of Gaozong Li Zhi, it also said that the style of martial arts in the early Tang Dynasty was exhausted.

Over the years, the successive battles can be described as a hundred victories, the Turks, the Gaochang, the destruction of Tuguhun, now the conquest of Liao is imminent, only a few soldiers and horses were sent, and the Tubo was repulsed.

Seeing that he was about to arrive in Chang'an, the army was stationed down according to the usual practice, and the military discipline and appearance were rectified, Xu Zhen's headquarters was lined up in front, majestic and majestic, Li Daozong had already stated Xu Zhen's first merit on the table, and all the generals admired it.

** is proud, but Lu Dongzan is depressed.

As early as the beginning of the Battle of Songzhou, he had advised the Qizong to praise it, but a Murong Hanzhu appeared out of the sky and held the monarch's heart hostage.

When the Tang soldiers approached the city, this Murong Hanzhu was trying his best to fight, but now that he surrendered and apologized, he Murong Hanzhu became a guest of Li Daozong and others.

In this way, he taught Lu Dongzan how not to hate Murong Hanzhu?

However, hatred is hatred, now that Lu Dong has entered the Tang Realm, many customs and characters still need to be mentioned by Murong Hanzhu, the so-called people are under the low eaves, how can they not bow their heads?

At this time, Murong Hanzhu actually didn't want to embarrass Lu Dongzan, he had left the Tang Realm for many years, and although he returned as a messenger of Tubo today, he could also feel people's reverence for the Cui family, which also made him proud, and he wanted to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors more and more.

After a little rectification, the army took on a new look, the fatigue on the way was swept away, everyone was radiant, the clothes were angry, the pace was neat, and the army was mighty.

Since there was no large-scale battle with Tubo, but the battle of Songzhou was already a battle, it was only a small victory for the country, so it was not possible to meet the Holy Lord in person.

However, the conquest of Liao was imminent, and the people's hearts were urgently needed, so the sage sent Li Tai, the king of Wei, and Li Zhi, the king of Jin, to meet the triumphant army together, and the eldest grandson Wuji presided over the overall situation.

Murong Hanzhu can also be regarded as having seen the prosperity and strength of the Tang Dynasty, and the martial arts of the Tang people can be seen from the scale of the triumph, and Li Tai and Li Zhi came to welcome him, combined with the matter of seizing the heir, knowing that the saint is now inconclusive, and trying to make this bowl of water as flat as possible.

After a series of welcomes and sacrifices, everyone was finally settled, Murong Hanzhu and Lu Dongzan and others were received by Honglu Temple, after settling down, Lu Dongzan went to Honglu Temple to hand over, but Murong Hanzhu abandoned left and right, went out of the hotel, and traveled to see the capital.

Although Murong Hanzhu is far away in a foreign country, he is always concerned about his homeland capital, and this time he revisited his hometown, he inevitably sighed, sighed lightly, and did not look at the prosperity along the way, and after a short time, he entered a restaurant in Dongshi.

The deacon of the restaurant was greeting customers, and when he saw Murong Hanzhu coming in, he hurriedly greeted him, and was about to hook up, but he saw Murong Hanzhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he lowered his voice and said, "Qinglu cold soaked silver rabbit shadow." ”

The deacon's heart tightened, and he glanced at Murong Hanzhu up and down, and then replied excitedly: "The west wind is happy to drop the osmanthus branches!" ”

This is not Chongren or Pingkangfang, where literati gather, most of the restaurants are rough martial artists, even if you listen to this pair of poems, you don't know that it is "Wangjiangnan" by Emperor Yang Guang of Sui, let alone suspect that Murong Hanzhu and the deacon have been connected.

"The guests are coming, and they are waiting in the private room!" The deacon sang loudly, and then led Murong Hanzhu into the inner hall, and then passed through the elegant seat, and brought it into the small courtyard behind the restaurant, only then did he kneel down and said in a trembling voice: "Young Master Cui, you can be regarded as back!" ”

Murong Hanzhu hadn't heard his subordinates call him a young master for many years, and as soon as he heard it, he recalled countless memories, and the whole person seemed to be younger, so he said: "Who are you, have the right to get up and speak." ”

The deacon got up in panic and clarified his identity, it turned out to be Murong Hanzhu's own slave, who had worked in this intelligence point for many years, and was most familiar with daily affairs.

Murong Hanzhu didn't have much time, and he didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly asked for it, and the deacon ordered the maid to serve him, but he hurriedly went out, and after some reporting, he returned to see Murong Hanzhu and said: "Master Cui, the matter has been communicated properly, please move and go out with the villain." ”

Murong Hanzhu was overjoyed, followed the deacon out, did not take the central street, just picked the small road to shuttle, and soon came to a big mansion, did not dare to go through the main gate, only stole in from the side door, and then entered, and found that an old man in regular clothes was already waiting here.

The old man was emotional, and when he saw Murong Hanzhu, he immediately walked up quickly, grabbed Murong Hanzhu's wrist, and said in a trembling voice: "My good nephew, you can be regarded as back!" If the eldest brother has knowledge, he must be relieved by the heavenly spirit! ”

"Uncle is above, please bow to Hanzhu!" As soon as Murong Hanzhu's heart warmed, his eyes moistened, and he was about to kneel, but the old man hurriedly supported him, and happily introduced Murong Hanzhu into the inner house, and was about to call for his children to come to see him, but was stopped by Murong Hanzhu.

"Uncle, it's really not a secret, Hanzhu came back this time, he has something big to do, he wants to see someone, and he hopes that his uncle will introduce him..."

Although he is a domestic servant, he doesn't dare to listen to Zuo Cheng Cui, who is a Shangshu on the fourth grade, and he doesn't dare to listen to his own nephews.

Seeing that the subordinates retreated, Cui Shanyong picked up the teapot, gave Murong Hanzhu a cup of tea, and asked casually: "Although your uncle has worked hard in officialdom for half his life, and now he can't enter the ranks of the three rank masters, but his words still have some weight, I don't know who the virtuous nephew wants to see?" ”

Murong Hanzhu took the teacup with both hands, raised his eyebrows, and replied softly, "My nephew wants to see Master Servant." ”

"Which servant shoots the master?"

"Today's Situ, Shangshu's right servant shoots the eldest grandson Wuji."

The teapot used by Choi Shan-chan stopped in mid-air.

Although he is also a person from Shangshu Province, but Shangshu Zuocheng and Shangshu Zuo Cheng and Shangshu Right Servant shoot the difference between heaven and earth, if it weren't for the foundation of the Cui family, even he wouldn't be able to talk to the eldest grandson Wuji, this Murong Hanzhu asked to see such a nobleman as soon as he opened his mouth, which was really embarrassing.

Seeing that Cui Shanyong didn't speak, Murong Hanzhu also knew that the eldest grandson Wuji could easily see anything, but with Cui's prestige, as long as Cui Shanyong agreed, he believed that he would definitely be able to see it.

Thinking of this, Murong Hanzhu put his hand into his sleeve, took out an object, and gently pushed it in front of Cui Shanyong.

"What is this?" Cui Shanyong glanced at it, and then he couldn't take his eyes off it, hurriedly put down the teapot, and carefully picked up the thing, his eyes were full of greedy eyes, and it took a long time to come back to his senses and stuff the thing into his arms.

After a while, Murong Hanzhu left the mansion with Cui Shanyong, got into the car, and went straight to the eldest grandson's mansion.

Murong Hanzhu was intensively planning something, but Xu Zhen didn't bother to listen, because as soon as he returned to Chang'an, he was taken to Shuyi Courtyard by Li Mingda's people.

Hearing that Xu Zhen had made new achievements, it seemed that the Korean Chinese martial arts had long been accustomed to it, but Li Mingda's concern was only about Xu Zhen's safety.

Since the change of Taiye Pool, the saint has placed many female military attaches to protect Li Mingda, and after seeing Xu Zhen, Li Mingda also ignored the female military attache beside him, and shouted: "Big liar, you are finally back!" ”

After a period of time, Li Mingda has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and he has risen a lot, and now he is slim and elegant, plus he is pampered in the palace, his body is slowly maturing and plump, and his posture is becoming more and more gorgeous and moving.

However, in front of Xu Zhen, she was still a little girl, regardless of her manners, she threw herself into Xu Zhen's arms, the three words of this big liar just came out, and she immediately regretted it, raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes: "Brother Xu, have you ever suffered?" ”

Xu Zhen smiled, scratched her tall and delicate nose, and said, "Your brother is blessed with a great life, and he is cunning and treacherous, how can he suffer anything!" You've grown up a lot, girl..."

Li Mingda heard Xu Zhen laugh at himself like this, and his heart burst into flames, but he heard Xu Zhen say that he had grown up a lot, and then he woke up, his chest was attached to Xu Zhen's body, and the skin blind date was inevitably indecent, and his face suddenly became hot, but he didn't want to let go of Xu Zhen.

Xu Zhen saw Li Mingda like this, and his heart was also warm and comfortable, so he let him pull into the palace, told all the bitter stories all the way, and told each other his feelings, and in the evening, Li Mingda reluctantly sent Xu Zhen away, and agreed to go to Xu Zhen's house as a guest the next day, so he gave up.

Xu Zhen returned to the mansion, and many servants came down, but he didn't see Caesar coming to greet him, and he couldn't help but wonder, but he still went to meet the old man Moya first, and then went to his residence.

Let's say that Caesar looked at the autumn water, and saw that Zhou Cang and the others had returned, but he didn't see Xu Zhen, and he was inevitably anxious in his heart.

At this time, the lamp has been turned on, the wine and food in the room have been cooled, and the fragrant soup for washing the dust has also been changed twice, but Xu Zhen still has not returned, and Caesar is both looking forward to it and resentful.

was secretly scolding Xu Zhen in his heart, but he heard the door ringing, and saw Xu Zhen, who had a mustache, standing quietly in front of the door, Caesar pretended to be angry and ignored it, but when Xu Zhen smiled and opened his arms, Caesar couldn't bear it anymore, walked over quickly, threw himself into Xu Zhen's arms, and hugged Xu Zhen tightly.

Xu Zhen, who wanted to laugh with Caesar, felt Caesar's worry, and couldn't say the joke anymore, just hugged Caesar tightly and felt her heartbeat.

After a long time, the two reluctantly parted, and Caesar pointed to the table of wine and food in the room and said, "Sister has prepared a wedding banquet for you..."

Xu Zhen smiled and said nothing.

Caesar pointed to the tub in the inner room and said, "And the fragrant soup that washes the dust..."

I haven't seen him for a long time, Caesar is becoming more and more plump and moving, and his eyebrows are full of maturity and enchantment, Xu Zhen wanted to pretend, seeing that Caesar was so amorous, he couldn't hold it anymore, picked up Caesar horizontally, threw him on the bed, and said with a wicked smile: "Wait for the wind and dust first, let's get down to business with my sister first, hehe... Hey, hey, hey..."

There was no wind outside the window, but the red candle flame began to flicker...