Chapter Seventy-One: What Does Princess Wencheng Really Look Like?

The charcoal brazier in the bamboo hall was burning, and the room was warm like spring, but Lu Zhe felt a little cold on his body.

The bursts of killing intent coming from the young woman on the opposite side gave him the illusion of facing the blade of Niu Jinda's own soldiers on the long street that day.

Lu Zhe couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, he is a child of the Heavenly Family, a natural political creature, and this momentum of turning his face when he says he will turn his face and stare at him may be innate.

Although Lu Zhe was a little scared, on the surface, his demeanor still did not change.

This is the power of habit, but in his body lives the soul of an adult in later generations, from that society where everyone is equal, so Lu Zhe lacks the fear of the ancients for the upper class.

Although Lu Zhe also knows that whether it is Niu Jinda, Cui Yuanli, or the princess of Rencheng in front of him, it can be said that it is life and death for a commoner and a black household like him, but it is difficult for him to be like the civilians of this era, trembling in front of these powerful people, and he dare not come out.

In fact, although this era was praised as civilized by later generations, it was still a barbaric Middle Ages, slavery was still rampant, and the attitude of the scholars of the Tang Dynasty towards the common people was similar to the attitude of the shepherds towards the sheep. And the servants and the like, there is no human rights at all, such as the tea saint Lu Yu, because the servant did not look at the fire, let people tie it with iron wire, throw it alive into the fire, this is not the most cruel, such as the doorman in front of the noble tomb, that is, he was put into the mercury from the top of his head to keep the body from rotting, the Tang Dynasty general Zhang Xun also loved to eat people, and there was once an army that openly arrested people to sell, tied them up, and killed and ate meat like killing pigs. Women and children are tied up and dragged to the market to sell, called "vegetable people". After the butcher buys it, he slaughters it like a cow or sheep and sells it to make money. Even the amusement of the children of the nobility is to let the singer hold dates in her mouth, and then these people take turns to shoot.

Of course, this "shooting" is not "shooting" by the other, but really shooting with arrows.

Therefore, even if Lu Zhe is a black household, his attitude of treating everyone as equals, and even having some faint disdain, in the eyes of the Tang people, is the demeanor of everyone's children, coupled with the theories revealed in his words, which makes people feel that he has an extraordinary background. Whether it is Cui Yuanli or Princess Rencheng, they don't treat him as a mud leg.

After all, no mud-legged man dared to taunt himself after being ridiculed by a city guard, and then taunted him back.

In order to cover up his timidity, Lu Zheming stood up in the appearance of Elder Ming, and pretended to laugh: "Hahaha, why is the princess playing?" ”

After speaking, Lu Zhe stopped talking, and admired the furnishings in the room lightly, looking like a young man.

"Ren Cheng didn't mean to tease, but he really didn't know, and asked Xiao Langjun to make it clear." The woman's tone under the veil changed, "Otherwise, if Xiao Langjun wants to see Ren Cheng through the Mu clan, wouldn't it be in vain?" ”

Princess Rencheng is also a wonderful person, and she pointed it out directly, how did you talk in front of me, didn't you just tell me this, and then use it to make a living, at a young age, I also learned to invest in the bank.

"Uh...... Zhe is talking about seeing the princess a 'face', but now Zhe has not seen it, how can he be willing? Lu Zhe heard the meaning of Princess Rencheng's words, and said in his heart, Lao Tzu really didn't learn from that judge to be a lobbyist, I really just want to see what you look like. So he accentuated the pronunciation of the face characters, and looked at Princess Ren Cheng with straight eyes, meaning something.

"How daring!" Behind Lu Zhe, there was a sudden sound of snorting, followed by the sound of the sword unsheathed, and then, a strange sound appeared in the front, Lu Zhe looked at it, and there were also two female officials in front of him, I don't know when they appeared next to the princess, holding a crossbow machine in their hands.

I go, when did these people appear? At this time, Lu Zhe's facial expression management ability that he had trained through werewolf killing came in handy, although he was panicked in his heart, he didn't show any fear on his face. 、

"What does the princess mean by this? Zhe wants to see the princess, just because Zhe often hears that my princesses of the Tang Dynasty all look like fairies, Zhe has never seen them, why does the princess behave like this? Lu Zhe tried his best to make his eyes more sincere, and looked at Princess Rencheng with the eyes of a child looking at a beautiful big sister.

"Presumptuous! The princess's face, how can you easily see it? The female officer next to the princess scolded, and the sturdy female officer holding the crossbow machine also flattened the crossbow machine, looking like she was about to shoot Lu Zhe through.

"Zhaonu, let it go!" The woman's tone under the veil suddenly became high.

"No!" The female officer glared at Lu Zhe and put away the crossbow machine hatefully. However, Lu Zhe still felt that there were a few wooden lights on his back like a mang, and he didn't notice any sound of a sword entering the sheath behind him.

"It turns out that what Xiao Langjun said about seeing Ren Cheng is like this." Princess Rencheng's tone became distant, like Elder Ming, as if she had floated from a far away place. Lu Zhe even doubted that the superiors liked to talk like this? Given that Lu Zhe had not seen any big officials in his previous life, he could only think that the nobles of the Tang Dynasty liked to talk to people like this.

"Is there another meaning?" Lu Zhe tried his best to recall Lin Wuyi's natural eyes, and tried his best to look at the woman in front of him with a simple face.

After all, it was a child, the person under the veil let out a light sigh, and then a pair of jade hands lifted the veil in front of him, and looked at Lu Zhe in front of him a little helplessly.

Seeing it, seeing it, Lu Zhe couldn't help but feel ecstatic, he actually saw Princess Rencheng, who was suspected of being Princess Wencheng, and this was worthy of a trip to Datang.

It is also a pity that Lu Zhe is now just a child's appearance, and his words are naΓ―ve, especially the sentence that looks like a fairy, which also plays a great role, because the ancients are more subtle, and the praise of the sister paper is generally a fair lady, so there are very few words to give directly, and the key is to say it with innocence and expectation from a child, I am afraid that any girl will be full of joy and love for the little brother in front of her, the great Mr. Wang Er once said that young women are often not stingy with praise for little girls, But for young girls are picky. In fact, the reverse is the same, the same is the first time we met, when a little boy said to the neighbor's big sister, sister, you are so beautiful, I want to marry you when I grow up, and a young man in his twenties said to her, sister, you are so beautiful, I want to marry you. The former will receive a fragrant kiss from the eldest sister or even hold it in her arms, while the latter will gain white eyes at the light level, and add punches and kicks at the worst.

Therefore, when Princess Rencheng looked at the unpredictable face just now, she played with the tripartite forces in applause, and even peeled off the cocoon in front of herself, and talked about the general trend of the world.

"Now, Lu Xiaolangjun can tell all the reasons for it." Soon after lifting the veil, Princess Ren Cheng put down the veil and spoke in a brisk tone.

"Of course." Lu Zhe smiled on his face, and 10,000 MMPs floated through his heart.