Chapter 101: Upper Dry and Lower Gen, Tianshan Escape!

At this moment, Xiao Er on the side walked over with a bowl of noodles and threw it on the table with a snap.

Qiu Yun was slightly stunned and grabbed Xiao Er, who was about to leave.

"I didn't order somen noodles."

Xiao Er turned his head and looked at Li Yunxiao: "That's what he ordered." ”

Li Yunxiao said lightly: "I didn't order it either." ”

Xiao Er straightened the rag on his shoulder and slapped it on the table!

"What's the matter? You mean to say I'm mistaken!? ”

Suddenly, the restaurant that was still lively just now, including the boss, all took out weapons, with knives and swords.

The boss knocked it with a knife on the counter, and said in a cold voice: "In our place, you have to pay for eating, and if you don't eat, you have to pay double the price!" ”

Boom!

Li Yunxiao pulled out the Longquan Sword and put it on the table with a snap.

Seeing this posture, the boss hurriedly put the knife on the counter, raised his hand and shouted: "Hey, hey, forget it, his sword is big, he may be a martial artist, and he can't afford to provoke it." ”

"Hurry up, Xiao Er, take the noodles away, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, just misunderstanding, you continue, continue to talk."

The picture of being about to fight if he didn't agree just now instantly changed to the appearance he had when he first came in, and the corners of Li Yunxiao's eyes twitched.

Did he fail to eat mushrooms and hallucinate?

It's boring to stay any longer, Li Yunxiao threw a tea money, turned around and left with Qiuyun.

A day later, Xingwei also rushed back, needless to say, the second and third must have been solved.

"Alright, look for medicine!"

....

Time passed, winter had passed, and in a blink of an eye, it came to April of the second year of Zhenguan.

Li Yunxiao has been looking for medicine outside, but there is no news.

And a good thing happened in Datang in the past few months, that is, Li Chunfeng popularized and perfected the calendar for Li Shimin.

Calendars, everywhere are a big deal.

Li Chunfeng looked through the "Wuyin Yuan Calendar" and summed up 18 opinions that needed to be improved, and informed Li Shimin of these.

When Li Shimin saw the eighteen opinions, his eyes lit up, and he directly adopted seven of them, all of which were extremely important to the people of the world, so he also officially introduced them into the Taishi Bureau.

The Taishi Bureau is mainly responsible for formulating the calendar, revising literature and history, and naturally including observing astronomy and geography and predicting blessings and disasters.

Li Chunfeng was rewarded, but it didn't make him much happy.

Regarding the level of official position, he Li Chunfeng has never cared about it, and he has never taken it to heart.

At this time, Li Chunfeng was recruiting workers and making every effort to build looms, cloth is money, it seems that making cloth is not an exaggeration to say that it is making money.

In the past few months, the business of cloth and silk has been extremely hot, and he has even made more money than he expected.

And now all the countries that trade with the Tang Dynasty have sent envoys to come, wanting to make profits together.

Li Shimin used this to resort to discord, and when he traded with other countries, only the Turks had to pay more costs.

This also caused the people within the Turks to be more annoyed, and wanted Jieli Khan to discuss with Li Shimin that the people could not control the game between kings and kings, and they just wanted to live a better life.

And Jieli Khan was silent, because he was almost angry now!

Because Datang makes cloth and silk too fast, the price is much lower than others, and the quality is especially obvious.

This has also led to some internal divisions within them, with many people eyeing his position as Khan.

He investigated that the reason why Datang was able to use silk to rise so quickly was because of something called a loom.

It's not that he hasn't sent someone to investigate, and the outrageous thing is that the location of a loom is guarded by 30,000 elite soldiers!

And it is rumored that the person guarding this place is Li Jing, who has already retired and enjoyed his old age!

Now don't talk about going in and taking a look, even the workers inside have to eat and drink Lazar inside, and they can't get out.

In this regard, Jieli Khan could only guess that Li Shimin had hoarded a lot of cloth and silk and pretended to be pretending, and the truth would be revealed sooner or later after a long time.

Of course, most people are also inclined to this conjecture of Jieli Khan, after all, how can anyone do it if they make cloth and silk so quickly and do not stock it?

In this regard, Li Shimin did not make any response, as if nothing had happened, and became friendly with other countries.

But in Li Shimin's heart, a sword blade has already been cast, and when it is polished enough, it will be time to attack!

Li Chunfeng has been busy here for a few months, and when he has time, he runs around, surveying the ground, and predicting natural disasters for Datang.

After nightfall, drinking alone in the gazebo made him feel a little melancholy.

Although it was one person drinking, there were three cups on the table in the pavilion, as if Li Chunfeng was drinking with Li Yunxiao and Yuan Tiangang.

After taking a few sips, Li Chunfeng took out the push back map, but now the push back map is still no progress, without any words.

"The fallacy has to come in person~~" Li Chunfeng stood up with a light smile.

Since Yuan Tiangang is not there, he will observe it himself if he has time.

Li Chunfeng looked into the depths of the sky with his hands behind his back, and did not move for two hours in a row.

Until a breeze blew, making Li Chunfeng frown unconsciously.

The palm of the hand was flexed and extended, and an internal force was concurrent, and a pile of leaves was sucked into the palm, and the leaves were spread out on the table again.

After Li Chunfeng looked at it for a while, his face became a little serious.

"Escape hexagram, go up and down, and escape from the Tianshan Mountains!"

Li Chunfeng raised his finger and calculated, his eyes revealing solemnity.

"The mountains are high and often cover the sun, the wilderness is self-generated, and the shade is long.... Yang Elimination! ”

Waving his arm, the hexagram on the desktop was changing, and Li Chunfeng muttered to himself:

"He is also a human being, he never leaves his body, and his eyes are always empty..."

"Stop... For the sake of martial arts..."

Li Chunfeng's eyes couldn't help but look in the direction of Lizhou.

In my mind, I unconsciously recalled what Yuan Tiangang said, and Li Yunxiao's state at that time.

I saw that he got up and wanted to leave, but halfway through, he stopped again.

After thinking for a while, he began to deduce the hexagram on the table again, and this deduction was a whole few days.

....

And Bashulizhou.

A big event has happened here recently.

With the death of Emperor Li Yuan, a few months later, the Governor of Lizhou, Wu Shitong, suddenly vomited blood without warning when he was inspecting two days ago.

It is rumored that it was caused by the sadness in the heart of the Emperor Taishang's death, and the Lang Chinese medicine practitioners who helped to treat him all said the same thing.

To put it simply, this group of people can't see anything wrong, so they can only say that at least they can leave a good name, and they will not be punished if they are reasonable.

In early summer, the wind is slightly cold.

Samurai Tong's face was gloomy, and he lay on his side on the sickbed with a wooden expression.

It was the fourth day, and I had no food or water.

His wife, Yang, and his children stood on the edge of the sickbed for several hours without saying a word.

Samurai Tong suddenly got up at this time and took out a letter from his waist, which was sent to him by the people of Fengxing Pavilion a few months ago.

I saw that he didn't say a word, staggered to his feet, and didn't need to be supported by others, came to the window, and looked out the window, as if he was reminiscing about his life.