If you go back to the source, Liu Sheng, the king of Zhongshan, has maintained absolute loyalty to Weiyang Palace in the past years, no matter how the situation has changed. As a result, his descendants also received special favors from the emperor.

Although because of the Han Dynasty system, Liu Quyak, who was recalled to Chang'an to serve as Shang Shuling, is now only the title of Marquis of Zhongshan, but the gold content of his marquis is naturally different from others.

As the most valued son of Liu Qu, Liu Xuanwu is very much looking forward to the day when he can ascend to the court with his own ability and become an assistant minister by the side of the Son of Heaven. Of course, this goal is still far away. But he is already actively preparing, for example, at this stage, do a good job of what his father explained, and by the way, make friends with the sons in Chang'an Xungui's mansion and make them his help, he thinks it is very necessary.

If you want to become a leader of the younger generation, it is essential to cultivate prestige. In any case, it is important not to lose face.

Receiving the living room of the Persian prince and his entourage in Chang'an was an excellent opportunity for Liu Xuanwu. He tried his best to do this errand well, on the one hand, to show his ability in front of his father, and on the other hand, to make these followers in Chang'an City more obedient to his management.

The Persian prince wanted to buy such a trivial matter as two Meiji, Liu Xuanwu did not find it strange. It's just that the other party's ignorance made him angry in his heart. This is too shameful! First, a stunned young man jumped out to beat someone, and then this "pretty boy" who looked like a woman in his early twenties was even more outrageous. If you don't give them some powerful tastes, I really don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes!

"Do you know who this is talking to? Ho! What a big breath, I'm really not afraid of the wind and flashing my tongue. The last time I dared to speak disrespectfully to my brother, the grass on the grave was already three feet high! ”

"I wanted to let you go...... Hehe! Don't think about leaving now. Get down on your knees and beg for mercy......! ”

"Mix in this Chang'an City, and don't inquire! Mess with us...... It's a tragedy! Hehe! ”

These sons and brothers, who had already understood Liu Xuanwu's intentions, rolled up their arms and sleeves, and came forward noisily. These guys who like to walk sideways on the streets of Chang'an when they have nothing to do are eager to take the opportunity to show their majesty. Such a great opportunity, there is no room for failure.

It was also at this time that the little Persian prince, who listened to Liu Xuanwu explain the reason in a low voice, finally understood what was happening. Looking at the noisy situation in front of him, he smiled coldly. The face of the crooked nose and deep pupils revealed a bit of cruelty. He raised his voice slightly, half to Liu Xuanwu, and half to everyone downstairs with red sleeves.

"In our far-flung western land, the great Persian Empire has the most correct way to make such a decision. That's a fair duel! ”

As he spoke, he whispered a few more words to Liu Xuanwu. Liu Xuanwu was slightly stunned, although he was a little dissatisfied with the Persian prince's approach, but he still quickly smiled and nodded in agreement. Since he wants to have fun, let him play casually, in this Chang'an City, even if he causes a big disaster, he can completely settle down.

Liu Xuanwu waved his hand to stop the noisy provocation of the gentlemen, and he quietly followed the Persian prince to the carriage that was quietly parked on the side of the street. A group of Chang'an children surrounded the sides with excitement, gloating at the few unlucky people in front of the carriage.

The Persian prince ignored the crowd of people watching from upstairs and downstairs, and he walked with a proud look, protected by dozens of the bravest warriors from Persia. Although they are in a foreign country, they will not hide their sharpness and sharpness at all.

Although the Han Dynasty in the East was vast, the country was prosperous. But the Persian princes who traveled along the way were keenly aware of their weaknesses. The people who live on this land are too gentle! They are like a quietly flowing river, just clinging to their comfortable life, without the grandeur and domineering that outsiders are afraid of.

This is not his own one-sided understanding, but the common evaluation of his uncle, Prince Anthony, and all the staff accompanying him. This discovery made all the people of the Persian mission secretly happy. It is also judged from this that this large eastern country is not worth being afraid of in the future world.

After years of conquest, the great Persian king has completely conquered the Western world. If you compare carefully, the entire Persian Empire has all the subjects combined, and its territory has already far surpassed the Han Empire.

The vast mountains and rivers and lands of the western world did not satisfy the Persian king. His heart can hold the stars and the sea. The sword in his hand was radiant, and after the divine light enveloped the entire west, it had already pointed diagonally in the direction of the sunrise in the east!

The real trigger for the fanatical ambition of the Persian king was the news about the Han Dynasty delivered by some of the Xiongnu nobles who had fled to Persia a few years earlier.

In their mouths, the Han Dynasty was portrayed as a palatial paradise. It is full of wealth, beautiful women, endless wine, fine silks, porcelain, all kinds of handmade goods, ....... A glass mirror from the Han Dynasty presented by the Xiongnu nobles to the king of Persia allowed the great Western emperor to see his face clearly for the first time, and also successfully stimulated his enthusiasm.

The Persian envoy's visit was the Persian king's first temptation to the Far East. The real mission of these people is not for peaceful intercourse, but for the bloodthirsty first sniff of wild beasts!

The Persian prince, who knew this very well, had already decided to let the entire Chang'an people have a good look at the power of the warriors from the Persian Empire when he stepped down the red sleeve move. Therefore, even if it wasn't for those two women, he would let the Xingyue scimitar on his body taste the taste of Oriental blood!

"You, since you don't want pearls, do it the way we do in the Persian Empire! Draw your sword and take it against my samurai, only the victor has the right to speak! Hum! ”

The Persian prince swiped his fingers around disdainfully, and snorted coldly in his nose. He had plenty of self-confidence, and the small group of samurai with swords behind him could withstand an army of several thousand people. It's as easy as an elephant trampling a few ants to death.

To their surprise, after being a little stunned, the coachman who was leading the horse next to the carriage whispered something to the woman in the carriage, and then walked over slowly, gently grabbed the wrist of the "handsome young man" who wanted to draw his sword and fight, and then said casually.

"It turned out to be a Persian...... Hehe! No wonder it's so rampant. It's just that you have forgotten that this is not your royal city of Babylon, but Chang'an! ”

The breeze flickered, and the rain was rubbing. This young man in a cloth coat did not have a trace of fireworks in his demeanor, and the tone of his speech and the posture of his walking over were like this Chang'an City in the mist and rain, which made people not feel abrupt at all. It's as if Chang'an is him, he is Chang'an!

Everyone, including the Prince of Persia, looked at this speaker who was not outstanding in appearance. Could it be that this coachman who leads the horse is the most important person in this line?

"What about Chang'an! You're just a chauffeur who knows the royal city of Babylon?"

In the few days that the Persian princes had come to the Han Dynasty, it was the first time they had heard of their city of Babylon. That great city in the West was the pride of all the people of the vast Persian Empire. But then, he heard the other man ask him in a very contemptuous manner, and almost didn't distort the prince's nose.

"The city of Babylon can barely be called a city...... Oh, the Babylonians at this time must still live in a house made of stones, living a life of unclothed clothes, right? Hehe! ”

"Nonsense! How easy would you be before our prince to slander the great royal city of Babylon! Hum! Are you Han people only going to play these tricks? The sword in your hand can't be used only to kill pigs and dogs, right? Hahaha! ”

The warriors who followed closely beside the Persian prince, scimitars crossed their chests, stared at each other coldly, and their tones were full of arrogance and mockery.

Although the Persian prince is angry in his heart, he respects his identity and no longer entangles with these unknown people on the other side. He stepped back and let the samurai come forward to challenge.

The young man in the cloth robe still had a nonchalant smile, and his faint eyes swept over these tall giant samurai. Then he nodded.

"Alright then, just follow your rules...... Alas! It's not easy to travel such a long way to die! King of Persia...... Hehe! ”

Everyone present saw that after saying this, he let go of the hand that had blocked him before and wanted to draw his sword. Then the handsome arrow-sleeved scarf "young man" said only one sentence coldly behind him.

"These people...... They can only accept my punishment! ”

Except for a few young people around the carriage who knew what it meant, the rest of the people were at a loss. It's just that it won't take long for them to understand how much murderous energy is contained in these simple words!

Huo Quzhi, who was holding his arms in front of his chest, began to walk forward, the red fire sword in the crook of his arm was not unsheathed, and the sword of anger in her heart had already made fire flash in her eyes.

The Persian warrior who was the first to jump out to challenge was eight feet tall, invincible to a hundred people, and as strong as an ox. The thick-backed scimitar in his hand shone with a chilling light, and he looked contemptuously at his opponent, who looked unusually thin in front of him, and cut off his head without the slightest hint of pity.

The drizzly streets of Chang'an, the lightning and the red blade thunderbolt, the real big man's edge! In the screams, the arms as thick as tree stumps flew with blood.

"The first ......!"