Li Daoxuan flew back to Xuandu Temple in the clouds, and when he broke through to the late stage of the Yin God, he found that his resistance to dragon qi had also increased a lot, and the mana consumed was not as much as before.

When he passed over Chang'an, his eyes froze.

Because the streets below that were originally wide and neat have now become fragmented, and even some shops have suffered with it, as if they had experienced a major war.

Li Daoxuan faintly felt that during the time he broke through the realm, something seemed to have happened in Chang'an.

He pressed the head of the cloud, landed in a no-man's land, and then went to the most prosperous restaurant in Chang'an, where the news was the most well-informed, and if something big happened in Chang'an, there would inevitably be people talking about it.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the restaurant, he heard a lot of people, some people were indignant, some people shook their heads and sighed, and some even scolded.

"It's too rampant, that demon monk is so presumptuous, is there no royal law in this Chang'an City?"

"Lord Wang did his duty in Chang'an to protect our safety, but he was forcibly captured by the demon monk, but we can only watch, alas!"

"If it weren't for the sudden change in the sky, the demon monk would probably have to enter the Taiji Palace and humiliate Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty should send troops to kill the demon monk on the spot!"

There are also people who are depressed and pessimistic.

"Kill? Not to mention that the demon monk's magic is strong, even if he can kill, he doesn't dare to kill, he is a Turkic national teacher, and he is deeply valued by the auspicious Khan! ”

"Do you still want to experience the soldiers of the ninth year of martial arts coming to the city again?"

Hearing this, many fell silent.

Although they were indignant about this matter, but the catastrophe in the ninth year of Wude made many people tremble, and on that day, 200,000 Turkic soldiers came to the city of Chang'an, stationed on the north bank of Weishui, and the flag fluttered for dozens of miles.

Geely Khan even put down his arrogance and wanted to break through Chang'an and slaughter the city for seven days!

At that time, Li Shimin had just finished the Xuanwumen Incident, the regime was not stable, the troops in Chang'an City were insufficient, and the people were even more panicked, and no one thought that Chang'an could defend it.

Li Shimin was brave and resolute, and did not directly negotiate peace, but first sent the general Wei Chigong to fight a vicious battle with the Turks in the Jingyang area, and won the victory, but did not hurt the Turkic foundation.

After Li Shimin with a great victory, only led six horses to the edge of Weishui, across the water and Jieli dialogue, the two sides finally negotiated peace on the Weishui Bridge, cut the white horse for the alliance, only to keep Chang'an City.

As the price of the Turkic retreat, the Tang Dynasty needed to pay tribute to it and contribute a lot of grain, grass and property, which was very humiliating, but this was already the best result that Li Shimin could win at that time.

After the Weishui Alliance, although the people of Chang'an did not suffer from the disaster of the war, they were panicked and frightened, and whenever they remembered that incident, they still had a lot of heart.

The people in the restaurant were silent, and no one wanted to experience the Weishui Alliance again.

At this time, the Tang people had not yet forged the arrogance of all nations, and they were both angry and afraid in the face of the rampant and domineering Turks.

At this time, someone suddenly whispered: "Our Chang'an is said to be blessed by immortals, some time ago there was a fire in Xiaofu, and someone saw that there seemed to be immortals on the clouds, and they took away all the flames!" ”

"Yes, today's sudden change in the sky scared off the demon monk, otherwise something might have happened!"

"But if there is really an immortal to protect you, why hasn't there been a drop of rain for so long?"

Hearing this, many people were hesitant and couldn't answer.

Li Daoxuan didn't say a word, sat by the window of the restaurant, quietly listening to everyone's conversation, he looked at the sunset, but his expression became more and more indifferent.

Wang Bo was captured by the demon monk, and he was also accepted as a disciple by the Mizarus, which can be described as extremely vicious!

Wang Bo's master, in order to protect the innocent child, resisted the landslide with his flesh and blood, and died in the hands of Mizaro, but the demon monk asked Missaro to accept him as a disciple, and his heart can be punished!

Wang Bo's master and apprentice have all worked hard to protect the people of the Tang Dynasty, if they are really forcibly accepted as disciples by the demon monks, it is not only a humiliation to the bad people, but also a spiritual blow to the Tang Dynasty.

Besides, even if there is no such righteousness, Li Daoxuan still will not sit idly by.

The reason is simple, Wang Bo is his friend.

He stood up and glanced at the depressed and silent people around him, slightly disappointed in his heart.

Whoever holds a salary for the people, do not let him freeze to death in the wind and snow.

Li Daoxuan understood their silence and cringe, because they had no strength, but understanding is understanding, he thought of the dense tombstones of the Ying Mausoleum, and thought of the bad people who died calmly like Lou Xiaoyun, and his heart was inevitably a little blocked.

He strode out the door.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and it was loud.

"In October of the first year of Zhenguan, the old man's restaurant was haunted, and it was Wang Xiaowei who personally went out to kill the ghosts, not only saving the restaurant, but also saving the old man's family!"

The old shopkeeper of Chang'an Restaurant walked out with a jar of wine, and he put the wine on the table with a firm gaze.

Someone saw the jar of wine and said in surprise: "Isn't this the jar of century-old wine, I heard that it is Lao Zhang's lifeblood, why are you willing to take it out today?" ”

The old shopkeeper touched the jar of wine and said sonorously: "Back then, the champion Hou Huo went to the sick wolf Juxu and defeated the Huns, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty rewarded him with a jar of wine, and the champion Hou poured the wine into the spring and invited the soldiers of the three armies to drink together, so that there is today's Jiuquan County!" ”

A trace of pride appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "The old man is a person from Jiuquan, this wine is made from the water of Jiuquan, it has been a hundred years, it is the old man's heirloom, it was originally intended to be passed on to his descendants, but now it ......"

He patted the wine jar and said loudly: "The old man knows that there is a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Chang'an City, if anyone is willing to save Captain Wang out, the old man is willing to offer this wine, and in the future, all the fine wine in my Chang'an Restaurant will be drunk by you without taking a penny!" ”

He looked around, only to see that everyone had their heads bowed.

The old shopkeeper's expression darkened, he actually knew that there was little hope for this matter, but this was already the most precious thing he could come up with.

He shook his head, sighed, and prepared to put the wine back.

However, a clear voice sounded, not loud, but clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, sonorous and powerful, like a jade bell.

"The wine is good, and the people are good."

The old shopkeeper was stunned, only to see a young Taoist priest who was as rich as jade and had a dusty temperament, he was wearing a hairpin, long hair like ink, wearing a moonlight robe, holding a qilin jade whisk dust, and his eyes were like morning stars.

The old shopkeeper saw that he was young and persuaded: "Little doll, you are still young, this matter is too dangerous, you are still-"

The young Taoist priest smiled, untied the gourd around his waist, and said, "Collect!" ”

The next moment, a large jar of fine wine suddenly rushed out and poured into the gourd, and the rich aroma of wine quickly filled the entire restaurant, making people feel relished and ready to move.

Everyone was stunned by this scene, only to see a small gourd, which actually collected all the large jars of wine, without leaking at all!

The young Taoist priest picked up the gourd, took a sip of this century-old wine, his eyes lit up, and he laughed: "The water of Jiuquan is strong, enough to strengthen people's courage, not bad!" ”

"Hundreds of years ago, the champion Hou broke the Huns, and the horse stepped on the desert north, and today the poor road has drunk the water of this wine spring, although he is an outsider, he also knows what the Han family is called!"

The young Taoist priest turned around and wanted to leave.

The old shopkeeper knew that he had met a stranger, and he was excited, and hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask the daimyo of the foot?" No matter what the result is, in the future, I will be in Chang'an Restaurant, let Your Excellency drink freely! ”

The young Taoist priest looked up to the sky and smiled, arrogant.

"A certain is Longhu Mountain, Li Daoxuan, when I save Brother Wang out, I will come to you again to drink three hundred cups!"

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