Xu Zhengdao was so nervous that he propped his hands on the roof.

secretly said in his heart: Damn, Zhang Wei, this bastard cheated me, he clearly said that although Yiyue looks fierce, she is actually very gentle, and this character of killing people at every turn is really ...... It's so lovely.

Xu Zhengdao hurriedly shouted: "Miss Yiyue, slowly, slowly, I'm not here to fight, I'm ...... I have something to tell you. ”

Swish.

Cheng Yiyue put away her sword and said concisely and clearly: "If you have something to say, say it." ”

Xu Zhengdao stood up, cleared his throat, and said, "Miss Yiyue, I wrote a poem for you, and I will read it to you first." ”

"The sea, it's all water!"

"O steed, it's four-legged!"

"Memories ......"

Bang.

"Ouch!"

Before Xu Zhengdao could pronounce the last sentence, Cheng Yiyue swept off the roof with a flying leg and smashed it on the ground with a pop.

Cheng Yiyue rolled her eyes and said, "Hurry up, get out, isn't this poem written by Cheng Chumo's fool to Wei Youran?" When did it become yours? ”

"Ah...... Goodbye, Miss Yiyue! ”

Xu Zhengdao was not annoyed, got up and patted his buttocks, and walked out of the courtyard gate with a swagger.

He found that he didn't seem to know Cheng Yiyue at all, and besides, this girl's light skills didn't seem to be weak, her swordsmanship was terrifying, and her martial arts were even more above him...... It's so lovely.

When he got outside, Xu Zhengdao looked up, but found Zhang Wei standing opposite.

Xu Zhengdao said angrily: "You are not authentic, you said that you are willing to gamble and lose, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhang Wei looked at Xu Zhengdao and asked with a smile, "Beaten?" ”

"What is it that is not beaten, Yiyue makes a move, can that make me be beaten? That's the touch of love, you don't understand! After speaking, Xu Zhengdao waved his hand, turned around and walked into the night.

Zhang Wei was speechless for a while, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked in.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Cheng Yiyue sitting on the willow tree in the garden.

Cheng Yiyue didn't raise her eyes and said, "Did you also write poems for me?" ”

Saying that, Cheng Yiyue jumped down and was about to do it.

Zhang Wei hurriedly shouted: "No, no, Miss Yiyue, I'm here to say goodbye." ”

"Farewell?"

"That's right," Zhang Wei nodded, biting his lip, "Yiyue, in a few days, I'll be gone." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Tibet?"

Cheng Yiyue: "Oh! ”

With that, she went back to her room.

Zhang Wei: "......"

He felt that the distance between himself and Cheng Yiyue had never been so far away as it was now.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Wei walked out of the courtyard and walked into the distance, singing in his mouth: "I came to your window again tonight, how lovely is your shadow on the curtain...... I have quietly loved you for so many years, and tomorrow I will leave ......"

The singing faded away.

Cheng Yiyue opened the door, glanced at the moon obscured by dark clouds, and suddenly said to himself: "My master said that I can't have feelings, I was born to kill...... No one can write me poems, except Duhe...... However, Du He didn't seem to have written me a poem, he wrote a poem to the princess, but he didn't write to me......"

For a moment, something seemed to stump Cheng Yiyue.

So the crooked-necked willow tree in the courtyard was struck and fell to her sword in a few moments.

……

Quiet yard.

A dark shadow slowly walked in.

It was Zhang Wei.

At the door, Du He stood on the steps, expressionless.

Zhang Wei: "Young Master, I'm here." ”

Duhe: "Coming?" ”

Zhang Wei: "Young master, I'm leaving again." ”

Poof.

Before the words fell, Zhang Wei was kicked by Du He.

Du He said angrily: "Fuck off, aren't you Gu Long who has seen too much, and you are playing dumb riddles here with Young Master Ben." ”

Zhang Wei hurriedly scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Young master, I know that I am wrong." ”

"Give you a stick of incense time, make a decision, the barren land of Tubo, not everyone can go, in Chang'an City, even if you break the sky, with this young master, you can protect you, but when you arrive in Tubo, you will be in danger of losing your life at any time." Du He said with a serious expression.

Zhang Wei shook his head: "Young master, I don't need a stick of incense, I have already decided, I am willing to go to Tibet." There are just a few things I don't understand. ”

"Ask."

Zhang Wei asked, "Young Master, what are we doing when we arrive in Tibet?" ”

Du He raised three fingers: "First, stabilize Bu Hui Tongzan, let that kid do things for me, and most importantly, I want Uzi steel, a large amount of Uzi steel; Second, to develop the fangs, I will give you a year to let the fangs penetrate into every corner of Tibet, and you need to transmit information to Chang'an once every half month; Third, train an army for me, the name of the army, I have already given it to you, the Glory Legion, for this army, I will provide you with a steady stream of support, including personnel, weapons, money and food, etc., I want an iron-blooded army, including the follow-up training mode, etc., Young Master Ben will send someone to send you it. ”

"Legion of Glory?" When Zhang Wei heard this name, he suddenly felt a great responsibility.

"That's right, Legion of Glory, you can make a request now."

Zhang Wei thought about it seriously and said, "Young Master, I want a cannon." ”

"Cannons are impossible, first, they are too conspicuous, and secondly, the manufacturing technology of cannons is very limited now, and they cannot be put into war for the time being, but Young Master Ben has prepared a batch of advanced weapons for you, and you will know when the time comes." Du He waved his hand and said.

The principle theory of the cannon is not difficult, but limited by technology, the cannon manufactured now, even if it has been improved many times, is still prone to self-explosion, Du He must not let this semi-finished product appear in the war, otherwise, maybe the first loss is his own men.

Zhang Wei solemnly bowed to Du He and said: "If it weren't for the young master's support, I, Zhang Wei, would have starved to death on the streets, my life is yours, no matter what you say, I will do it without hesitation." ”

Du He patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder and said: "Give up this idea as soon as possible, Young Master Ben just gave you a chance, everything you get now, the honor you will get in the future, that is earned by yourself, remember, from the moment you join the Glory Legion, you are fighting for yourself, I want a general who can fight well, not an obedient coward, understand?" ”

As he spoke, Du He raised his right hand, pointing his fingers next to his forehead, palms down.

Zhang Wei asked curiously, "Young Master, what is this?" ”

Du He smiled slightly and said, "This is the military salute of the Glory Legion in the future." ”

"Good!"

Zhang Wei followed Du He's appearance and bowed.

After Zhang Wei left, Du He stood in the courtyard and looked at the stormy sky.

Since the failure of suing the emperor in the Taiji Palace, Du He has known that in this era, making a fortune in a low-key manner, making a fortune in a muffled voice, without strong strength, it will never work, and only by controlling everything can you control your own destiny.

But this is Chang'an, this is the Tang Empire, and His Majesty Li Er will never allow him to show his fangs.

The war between Tubo and the Tang Dynasty was inevitable.

And this is precisely an opportunity for Duhe.