Fuse, a little, it's not far to run away, boom! Another loud bang blew up so that the soldiers who had just walked not far from the house almost fell to the ground, and the ghost howled wolf-

"This son is slow to move, he will be He Zhang, the right street envoy of the right Jin Wuwei. I don't know who the son is......? A mighty man dressed in bright light armor squeezed out of the sergeant, stood in front of me, looked at the bamboo cannon in my hand a little weakly, and saluted towards my son.

"In the next room, I don't know if the general is" to return the salute to this general, I don't understand, what does this guy want to do? We didn't do anything illegal......

"It turned out to be the second son of Fang Xiang, I have heard the name of the second son for a long time, and I don't know that the second son is" His eyes fell on the bamboo cannon with the thickness of his fingers in my hand.

"Hehe, the firecracker is lively, it's like a burst rod," he shook the firecracker at the general and explained, never thinking that this mighty-looking man would take a few steps back, and his face was a little pale. What's wrong? Isn't it just a bamboo cannon?

"The second son, this is the second son, or the second son will go with me, the second son's thing has already disturbed the people, so the envoy has to ask about this matter, and ask the prince to go to Jin Wuwei with the envoy." brush, a small path was revealed among the Tang soldiers who had restored their prestige.

"What do you mean? Why is this son setting off firecrackers in front of his house? "Glaring at this guy, our dignified second son, Uncle Li, the emperor can shake hands and clink glasses, isn't it just two bamboo cannons? I think that the wolf-like city management was not so strict back then, if I dared to jump in front of the prime minister's son and raise my fingers, without speaking, I would have been thrown into the ditch on the grounds of endangering national security.

"I'm sorry, Fang Gongzi," this General He hurriedly softened and hurriedly laughed: "The young general can't help it, the young general patrols the streets, and there are people who say that there are people who do demon law, and the drought and thunder in winter can only be used."

"This general, the little woman is rude, the little woman shouldn't have spoken, but the little woman can't help it, how can the second son's fault be the master of Jin Wuwei?" The palace maid's sister walked to me and bowed, and then turned to the general He Zhang and asked, I don't want to behave aggressively like my son, and I don't dare to speak like a plain-headed common man.

"This woman, what you said is not right, my Jin Wuwei is an elite army set up by His Majesty's clear order, in Chang'an City, in charge of the government, supervising the patrol of the six streets on the left and right streets of the capital, and the camps are waiting to advance and retreat. The street envoy beside the young general is in charge of patrolling the six streets. Where the city gate corner, there are Wu Hou shop, guards, Wei cavalry guarded, the big city gate 100 people, the big shop 30 people, the small city gate 20 people, the small shop 5 people, said twilight, 800 drums and the door closed; On the second night, the street envoy followed the hustle and bustle with his cavalry, and the military attache spies; Five more two o'clock, the drum from the inside, the street drum Cheng Zhen, the square market door is opened, the drum is three thousand, and the color is stopped. "Huh...... I really can't see it, but this martial artist also has some mouth.

The palace maid sister smiled lightly, her eyes fell on me, seeing my admiring gaze, her pretty face flushed, her eyes fell back to her in a hurry, and she said in a straight way: "The duty of the left and right Jin Wuwei, the most important place, is the security of the capital, and its duties are mainly to warden the forbidden army and protect the safety of the capital and the palace city, as well as the curfew." I don't know my son-in-law...... Even if my son-in-law has put this bamboo cannon, it is only a matter of civil affairs, and his own Yamen of Jing Zhaoyin has come to ask. Under the calm gaze of the palace maid's sister, the mighty General He blushed a little, a little purple, couldn't hold back a fart for a long time, and didn't dare to reach out to the son of this son to go wild, it seems that he is a little poor in lyrics, hahaha dare to fight with the female emperor, tired of you!

However, how does this son sound like how does this Jin Wuwei look like the gang of bandits in later generations, I'm afraid it's plagiarism, right?

"In this matter, please also ask Uncle Shen to be a referee...... " The palace maid sister turned around and bowed her head, and even Uncle Shen, who was standing behind, raised his eyebrows, which were originally slightly displeased, and his eyes were about to narrow: "Hehe...... Congratulations to the second son. ”

"Hey, hey, hey......" was overly excited, look, it's not just the physical excitement, or it should be said that the psychological excitement is greater, the palace maid sister really didn't deceive people, she did what she promised, and she did it meticulously, I don't know what to say, the main thing is that I'm not very good at expressing it, so I can only smirk at the palace maid sister. …… Damn, this girl of the green butterfly squeezed me again, and pulled the palace maid sister aside, this girl, what is it not good, learn what others eat dry vinegar all day long, really.

"Old man Fang Shen, the old man and lady are not there, the old man is ashamed to be the person in charge, this little general is polite......" Fang Shen came out, as the saying goes, the prime minister's door is a seven-grade official, not to mention the head of the seven-grade official, the prime minister's mansion has been muddy for decades, no one has ever seen it.

"Don't dare to be, this old man, as well as Fang Gongzi, the young general is also the responsibility, since someone reported this matter to me Jin Wuwei, it is really not a small want to come" The mighty man had a cold sweat on his face and a very sad expression.

"Huh?!" Which lack of virtue is dry, what does it mean, what does this son do to play bamboo cannons in front of his house, besides, I don't want to listen to myself and cover my ears, no matter how bad it is, you just come to the door, this son has always been approachable, amiable, reasonable, and negotiable, without saying a word, he ran to find the police uncle of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty to arrest his son, in case he left a case record or something, it must not be spread all over the city at that time, and destroy the good image of this son.

It may be that this son's face is a little hideous, and the sweat on the face of the general on the side is even more dripping.

"In this matter, my house naturally can't embarrass the general, after all, my master has repeatedly told my house to do a lot of things, and the prince is guilty of the same crime as the people......" In the propaganda of Uncle Shen Langlang, the neighbors who gathered around to watch the lively scene showed the light of approval, and nodded again and again, worthy of being a big housekeeper, what he said was better than singing, and the big little thing was also touted by the way, and he could get the prestige of the master of the house to be promoted among the people.

"I admire it so much......" couldn't help blurting out, I felt that my sleeves were tight, and when I turned around, I saw the palace maid's sister blinking, quickly shut up, took a few steps forward, and politely saluted General He Zhang, who was about to sweat and stood there to watch Uncle Shen's spitting speech, and said: "Since the general has come here to inquire, I will go to Jin Wuwei with the general to make a break, Uncle Shen, you see ......."

Uncle Shen smiled kindly at me and nodded: "Okay!, since the son is willing to go and make it clear in person, then the old man is inconvenient to say more" Turning his head and arching his hand towards General He, the captain of the Tang City Management Squad: "The old man will not interfere with this little general's business, Childe, then you will go on a trip so as not to make people think that our prime minister's house is bullying" Uncle Shen glanced at the general, with a very disdainful expression, worthy of being the chief butler of the prime minister's family, and his momentum was compelling.

"Well, that's good! Fang Cheng"

"The little ones are here!" The loyal servant Fang Cheng jumped out, puffed out his chest muscles and stood in front of me, and his actions were very bodyguards, uh-huh, yes, there was potential.

"Go, bring my son's treasure sword, and I'll go with this general." took out the firecracker in his arms and wanted to give it to Fang Cheng. It's okay to go, but we can't go obscenely, we have to be upright, so that we can show the courage of our son.

"Second son, take this thing and this thing with you, or give it to the young general to take it for you" He Youjie opened his mouth, and he had no choice but to put it back in his arms.

Green Butterfly and the palace maid sister also came closer, Green Butterfly's face was a little pale, and the worry in her eyes warmed my heart.

"It's okay, I just went to a church, made notes or something, and I didn't do anything bad, Zhao'er, take a good look at this girl." I hurriedly spoke comfortingly, and the palace maid smiled lightly and nodded at me in response, and it seemed that she could see that nothing would happen. Uncle Fang arranged for two loyal servants to go with me, and my son took the lead, carrying a treasure knife at his waist, and set foot in the garrison of Jin Wuwei, a military institution in the Tang Dynasty, for the first time-

ps: Chapter 2 arrives today, am I going crazy this morning? Did you leak the plot behind it? It's amazing, I'm afraid the intelligence of the immortals is 180, right?

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