On the Suzaku Street in Chang'an, it is still so prosperous, even if the cold wind in late autumn continues to blow through people's necks, it still can't size the vitality of this oriental metropolis, especially the scholars who are against the poems, or the peddlers and pawns who are attached to the major families, and even the old farmers who enter the city have one more cold weapon. [Mobile phone, tablet to read novels, please visit m. directly, update faster, more data-saving]

Cotton coats of the cotton textile union.

For the nobles of the family, the compressed light and flowing cotton clothes, for the major families, workshops, and the government to supply similar to the coats of the previous army general, the bottom of the Dousheng people are simply to buy some cotton and sew it in their own clothes, and it is still warm in the cold wind, although the cotton textile union has only been established for half a year, its influence has spread all over Chang'an, and it is spreading to the entire Guanzhong.

The only thing that makes the nobles of the family criticize is, why do we wear similar clothes with mud legs? On the one hand, he was reluctant to let the light and elegant cotton clothes, and on the other hand, the children of the family gathered together to complain, and today, the Qinchuan Hall in front of Suzaku Street is the same.

On the one hand, it is not said that this cotton clothes are not, a group of wealthy families are still secretly showing off their unicorns or leopards embroidered on their collars or gold threads, just a decoration, the price of a piece of clothing has been raised a lot, but these families don't care, what people want is this unique face.

But lively talking, suddenly the whole hall was quiet, opposite the central government office, the strict government office, a beautiful woman is slowly walking out accompanied by the maid, she is also the most popular thin cloak this year, the neckline is decorated with white fox fur looks gorgeous.

But under the cloak, there was a thin clothing they had never seen, the milky white tights wrapped the hot body of the beautiful woman, and the two plump round shapes occasionally exposed in the cracks of the cloak looked wild and seductive.

"Isn't this a haunting princess? Could it be that he came to the Central Government Office to ask for leave for King Shuo, doesn't he have an official position? ”

Maybe it was because the exclamation was a little louder, and it immediately caused the hot little girl to glare angrily, but it was obvious that the eldest grandson was in a good mood, and called the reluctant little girl back with a call.

"Okay, Huan'er, these guys weren't like this that day, if you're serious with them, maybe you can continue to say something!"

"But Miss, the prince is obviously so."

"Shh

The eldest grandson quickly stretched out his green jade finger and urged it on his pink lips, and at the same time glared at the girl Huan'er viciously, and the little girl who knew that she had lost her words quickly and carefully followed her young lady and jumped into the carriage, but just before the coachman was about to drive, a shout suddenly sounded from behind.

"Zhi'er, wait for the father!"

With the words, the eldest grandson Wuji, who was dressed in a purple robe, hurriedly walked out of the official office, and saw the eldest grandson weaving, a pair of old fox eyes that were slightly old showed a touch of concern and greeted him, looking at the eldest grandson Wuji's slightly old but still shrewd and mighty face, the eldest grandson weaving also sighed complicatedly, but still stopped and bowed.

"I've seen my father."

"Why haven't I seen you out of the house for so many days, and that kid put you under house arrest in the house and won't let you come out? Did he treat you badly, did he let the vixens around him bully you? And for the Father said. ”

Quickly walked in front of Changsun Weaving, and Changsun Wuji asked a lot of questions with concern, but he just talked about the pain point of Changsun Weaving, his pretty face was even more stiff, and Changsun Weaving said slowly without emotion.

"Whether it is good or bad is not a family affair set by my father, and marrying my husband is also my father's ear to ask for my life, and my husband will go home when I tell me to do good things, and my daughter will retire first!"

After speaking, he bowed again, and Changsun Zhi took Huan'er back to the carriage, with remorse and helplessness on his face, Changsun Wuji said two words, or looked at the departing figure of Changsun Zhi and didn't say anything, bowed his sleeves and shook his head, Changsun Wuji turned around and walked back to the central government office, but after taking two steps, the old fox suddenly paused again, staring strangely at the carriage in the turn, or the carriage driver.

Odd! How could that guy not be with Weaver?

With a chuckle in his heart, the eldest grandson Wuji immediately commanded the attendants of the Yellow Gate who followed him. "Let's check, what did Princess Shuo do when she came to the Central Government Office?"

A few minutes later, in the special official office, the eldest grandson Wuji's face was pale, and the eldest grandson weaved it for Li Jie to submit a travel record to Zongzheng Temple, saying that he was going to investigate a new wool near Qinghai in Shuozhou in the northwest.

"Traveling tomorrow? , I'm afraid this kid is no longer in Chang'an! Thinking of the strangeness of the Shuo Wangfu that he had recently ignored, the eldest grandson and the old fox wanted to lift the table angrily, but at the same time he was angry and deeply afraid.

Could it be that what does that kid know? Or is it just a coincidence?

Although the Tang Law does not stipulate any crimes, once it is exposed, it will be fatal than breaking the law, even if all this is drunk and involuntarily, the more he thinks about it, the more worried he becomes, the eldest grandson Wuji simply shouted out again.

"Come on, bring the recent reports from Tuguhun and Shuozhou to Benxiang!"

I didn't know that I could make my old opponent hang like this, but even if he knew, he couldn't care about it, and now in Li Jie's world, all that was left was the hideous ugly face under the golden helmet of Dazha Na and the spear head of the horse lance that flashed with the cold of death.

Time seemed to have slowed down, shouting, screaming, fighting, everything was far away, even Xi Junmai and Sheng Wenjian's panicked shouts became dim, staring at the head of the spear, Dazha Na Song's bloodthirsty face, in an instant, the involuntary anger of being forced into the underground secret room finally completely occupied Li Jie's heart, and it also made him wake up strangely.

"Want my life? You die first! ”

Accompanied by Li Jie's heartfelt roar, there was a faster and more violent roar of fire and thunder, even in the noisy battlefield, this sound was so eye-catching and abrupt, so that the Tubo and rangers in the fight couldn't help but look sideways, and immediately, the ugly face of the pine and hideous face just now was gone, replaced by half an ugly misery and a bright blood spring.

Taking a deep breath, Li Jiefei stepped forward, and actually picked up the banner of Dazha Narisong, who had lost half of his head, with a horse lance that he was no longer able to send, and shouted angrily at the chaotic battlefield regardless of the blood.

"Who would dare to be the enemy of Lonely?"

The blood continued to pour down, drenched Li Jie's silver armor turned into red armor, the originally expressionless metal mask became even more fierce and vicious after being drenched with blood, and a wisp of green smoke came out of the cuff after the fire was beaten, just like a hell demon god, the general died strangely, and the other party was like a god and demon, and the remnants of more than 100 Tubo guards who were still desperately fighting finally became completely frightened, and in the sound of a long bang, a blood-stained Tubo war knife was thrown on the ground.

Although the victory was in his hands, but watching the enemy lay down his weapons, Li Jie's heart was still excited, and he was just about to turn around and order something, when suddenly a whooshing sound sounded behind him, fortunately, he split the Tubo cavalry in ambush, and Xi Jun, who hurried back, quickly crossed his sword and flew a cold arrow.

Having just experienced life and death, Li Jie couldn't tolerate others threatening him at this time, and immediately roared loudly at the back.

"Wang Wei, bring a crossbow to this king, don't be killed!"

Wang Wei and the Chang'an rangers, who were also frightened into a cold sweat by this sudden attack in the back, also immediately roared angrily and agreed, and a hundred heavy steel crossbows were once again pushed to the front, and the elastic soft steel with Li Jie's anger catapulted short arrows symbolizing death into one tent after another, and after the puff of puncture, streams of blood sprayed on the tents.

After the ambush is discovered, it is worthless.

In the face of the steel crossbow array of death, the Tubo archers who were in ambush in the tent jumped out directly to shoot arrows to fight back, and the Tubo cavalry also wailed and urged the war horses to come out desperately, but this sporadic charge was vulnerable under the steel crossbow penetration, and the ambush soldiers who came out couldn't hold it for a few seconds and were shot into hedgehogs, and the red-eyed Chang'an rangers didn't even let go of the last few Tubo people who were scared to surrender, and after half of the camp was stained red with blood, the counterattack of the Tubo people was completely wiped out.

The next time was more hilarious, the soldiers carried the corpses of both the enemy and the enemy, but a group of ranger leaders gathered behind the camp with their eyes shining, and one by one the big cars were opened, and the gold and silver statues, exquisite jade, and jewelry immediately dazzled the eyes of the big and small thieves.

On the other side, the weasel Li Rong, who was originally the most talented, was shy and big belly, leading a group of Shatuo people to suddenly speak Qingqiang language, and drove out a large group of Tubo civil officials who were trembling and hiding in tents as soon as the war began.

has just been chased and killed, this devil translator-like character proudly shouted and shouted in front of a group of high-ranking officials in Tibet, and scared these equally fat red-faced guys crying for their fathers and mothers, how embarrassed and embarrassed they were.

He commanded the first big victory, Li Jie was also very happy, regardless of the uncomfortable feeling of spraying blood and sticky, wearing a mask, Li Jie smiled and looked at his subordinates escorting the prisoners, but with a smile and a smile, he suddenly couldn't laugh.

"Lu Dongzan!"

Listening to Li Jie's shouting, Xi Junmai was also a spirit, stretched out his hand and pulled a Tibetan civil official to the side to ask about Lu Dongzan's whereabouts, Li Jie rushed into the Lu Dongzan tent that had been explored a long time ago, in the tent, it was obvious that Lu Dongzan left in a hurry, and all the accompanying items were discarded in the tent, but as soon as he entered, a strong smell of burning paper came to his nose.

Under a spirit, Li Jie hurriedly pulled out a dozen unburned letterheads from the edge of the brazier, and read them one by one, Li Jie first shook his head in disappointment, most of these things are confidential internal affairs of Tibet, and they have little to do with him, and this thing cannot be handed over as credit.

However, the last burnt-ridden letterhead made Li Jie's pupils shrink violently.

Kwai Mao year, the prince, uprising, strategy, 900 soldiers......

The year of Kwai Mao is next year, the seventeenth year of Zhenguan, if it is someone else, it will be confused, but Li Jie was evoked by these words A clear memory, two major events occurred in the seventeenth year of Zhenguan, the rebellion of Li You, the king of Qi in February, and the rebellion of the prince in March!

Casually putting the letter paper in his arms, Li Jie rushed out of the tent and immediately shouted.

"Someone, prepare the horses!".