Tang Ping and Li Yuanji's plan to eat, drink and play began to go smoothly throughout Chang'an.

The business of the Food City Snack Street is better every day.

In the Datang Voice Competition in front of the food city, talented ordinary singers were also frequently discovered.

There is also a professional skills competition held in the workshop area.

The consequence of this is that in the entire Chang'an City, the topics discussed during everyone's chatting are basically inseparable from these few things.

About half a month has passed, and envoys from neighboring countries have arrived in Chang'an City one after another.

Tang Ping was proposed, as the chief receptionist, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites assisted him to complete the reception of envoys from various countries.

"Ping Guogong, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I still have the same style!"

"There, the prince is more beautiful than in the past, Chang'an said goodbye that day, I haven't seen each other for almost two years, but it seems that the prince is a little ......"

"Fat, isn't it?" Prince Xiban patted his little belly and asked.

"Where is this fat? It's called rich, hahahaha! ”

"Hahahaha, Pingguo Gong, you really know how to joke!"

Now that such a scene is no longer difficult for Tang Ping, haven't you ever seen a pig run if you haven't eaten pork?

The two exchanged a few words, and Lao Cui drove Tang Ping and Prince Xiban into Chang'an City.

"Datang...... It's amazing! The Xiban prince couldn't help but sigh as he sat on this steam locomotive that could drive in front of him without a sycophant.

"This is also inseparable from the cooperation with Ximan, our Datang has to import a lot of wood and grain from Ximan every year, if you want me to say, this is a win-win situation!"

The two were chatting in the car, when Tang Ping suddenly stepped on the brakes, and the whole car let out a shrill creak and stopped.

"What the hell!" Lao Cui looked at the person who stopped the car in front of him and asked.

"Ping Guogong, can you ...... You're going to call the shots for us! ”

In front of the steam locomotive, there were several people kneeling in unison, looking old and young, and the young man in the front was even more kneeling, his head on the ground and his hands holding a piece of paper high.

"Ping Guogong, you said you would make decisions for us." Tang Ping frowned: "Li Guangbi, why are you again, my father has said that I will definitely write for you, today is an important day for me to receive the prince of Xiban, why are you here again?" ”

"The villain knows that it is a crime to do this, but he is desperately guilty, and he also wants to ask Pingguo Gong to make the decision for the little ones!"

"You ......" Tang Ping sighed helplessly, and then said: "That's it, this matter was originally what I promised you at that time, what are you guilty of, don't worry, I will definitely find a chance to speak for you." ”

Saying this, Lao Du got out of the car and took the things in Li Guangbi's hand and handed them to Tang Ping.

The kneeling people saw that Tang Ping agreed, and they also stepped aside.

"I've made you see the joke, Prince!"

"What just happened?" The prince asked with some puzzlement.

"Hey!" Tang Ping let out a long sigh, pointed to Li Guangbi, who was kneeling on the side of the road outside the car and kowtowing to himself, and said, "The Beiyan refugees I brought back a few months ago, I want the prince to know about this, right?" ”

"Naturally, I know, even in our Ximan, everyone also says that the Pingguo Mansion is kind-hearted and is a bodhisattva."

"Hehe......" Tang Ping smiled bitterly: "At that time, in order to bring them back, I was almost slaughtered by Hou Junji's puppet halfway. ”

"Oh? And what's going on? ”

"Hey, it is said that the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, and I also told you that the prince was a friend, if I hadn't been clever at the time, I am afraid that I came to pick up the prince today, it would not be someone from my Tang."

"Nahou...... Hou Duhu and the Duke of Peace were officials in the same dynasty, why is this so? ”

"That's not because he has a small belly, His Majesty handed over such an important Turkic Protectorate to him to manage, but he thinks that it is because of me that he was sent to the frontier, so he hates me to the core!"

In Tang Ping's words, nine points are true and one point is false, this Xiban also has spies in Chang'an, and some news is naturally transmitted back to China, so the Xiban prince did not doubt it when he heard it.

"That Hou Junji launched a war against Beiyan without authorization, and the lives of the two countries were ruined, and the people of Beiyan were even more miserable, our Datang seems to have won, but the military expenses and post-war pensions have almost emptied the treasury that was just a little overflowing!"

Tang Ping vomited bitterness at the Xiban prince.

"Look at it, look at our Chang'an City now, the people have food to eat, clothes to wear, and there are so many fun things to do in normal times, how good it is, why bother to raise swords and soldiers, not only is it not beneficial, but it also costs money and food?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" This is exactly what the Xiban prince wanted to hear, and he nodded frantically and said: "We have heard that the people of the Tang Dynasty are getting better and better in Ximan, so why do we need to go to war?" ”

"Isn't it?" Tang Ping pointed to the direction where Li Guangbi was kneeling just now, who was already far away: "Those people just now are Beiyan refugees, they have been asking me to go to Your Majesty to accuse Hou Junji of atrocities, hoping that Your Majesty can give them justice." ”

"Although my majesty and I are uncles and nephews, people in the court are soft-spoken, even if they have the heart and power, hey!"

Tang Ping raised the piece of paper that Li Guangbi gave him just now: "I handed this thing over, and it is estimated that in the end, it will only sink into the sea!" ”

The prince hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Pingguo Gong, it is really difficult for outsiders such as us to intervene in the affairs of your country, but for a good friend like Pingguo Gong, who is upright and anxious for justice and righteousness, we Xiban will definitely support it." ”

"Your Ministry of Rites has been negotiating with our country about the purchase of medicinal materials from our country, Xiao Wang is willing to go to the book, my country can export medicinal materials to Datang, but it has to go through the hands of Ping Guogong, because you are our most trusted friend, I think this should increase Ping Guogong's voice in the court."

When Tang Ping heard this, his eyebrows fluttered, and he excitedly took Prince Xiban's hand and said: "Thank you, thank you so much to the prince, the prince can rest assured, if I can speak out in the court in the future, I will definitely ask my second uncle...... Oh no, it's to explain to Your Majesty the necessity of friendship with the Western Barbarians! ”

"Where, where!" The Xiban princes were also very excited, in addition to the purpose of their coming to Datang to pay tribute, more importantly, they wanted to know the attitude of Datang towards the surrounding countries.

Now that there is such an "anti-war faction" as Tang Ping, they naturally want to make friends and support them vigorously.

"Ping Guogong is too polite, what did you say about importing timber and grain in our Xiban just now? What wins? ”

"Win-win!"

"Yes, yes, it's a win-win!" The Xiban prince laughed: "Everyone wins, it's really win!" ”