Martial Sage

Private room attic.

Chang Sun Chong took the wine poured by Tang Hao and said casually.

"Brother Tang, are you really planning to attack alone and bypass the Turkic Golden Tent Palace?"

Tang Hao picked up the wine glass and touched Chang Sun Chong lightly, and said disapprovingly.

"Why can't you go?"

Chang Sun Chong was about the same age as Tang Hao, just when Blood Qi Fang Gang was years old, and he sipped a glass of Zhongmei Wine Road.

"A place of great fierceness, but there are great opportunities hidden, Brother Tang, courageous!"

After all, he picked up the hip flask and said.

"Come on, this cup of my eldest grandson will honor you with courage, not afraid of life and death."

After that, clink with Tang Hao again and drank the strong alcohol in his hand.

Seeing that his elder Sun Chong was quite bold, Tang Hao also followed up with a booze. It was a blessing in his life to be able to make friends with such a straightforward person.

suddenly.

A strange look flashed in Zhang Sun Chong's eyes, and said.

"Brother Tang, do you know what is going on when I invite you to come this time?"

Ever since Zhang Sun Chong reported himself to his family in Li's Mansion, Tang Hao firmly believed that it was Zhang Sun Wuji who wanted to discuss life experience with him, but he was mysteriously brought to this land of wind and moon by Zhang Sun Chong.

Regarding what it was, Changsun Chong didn't say a word.

Tang Hao shook his head blankly, put down the wine glass in his hand and waited for Chang Sun Chong to follow.

There was a touch of tenderness and love in Changsun Chong's eyes, even mixed with a little suspicion, and said lightly.

"If Tang Hao is the emperor's relatives and your relatives, fame and fortune will come by beckoning, would you still be willing to go to this northern Xinjiang battlefield?"

This remark was made by Changsun Wuji to Changsun Chong.

When Chang Sun Chong heard what his father said.

He knew that his father wanted to ask himself to avoid the charge of instigating generals and disturbing the morale of the army.

I was shocked at first hearing this sentence, but according to his father's reply, he was only trying to test Tang Hao, but he already faintly felt that this Tang Hao's identity was unusual.

This questioning naturally wanted to know from Tang Hao whether the news was true.

Hearing this, Tang Hao's expression was indifferent, not surprised or delighted.

He guessed that Changsun Wuji was just a point, and he didn't give Changsun Chong a detailed explanation.

He smiled faintly at the moment and said.

"The eldest son of the grandson laughed. Tang is just a piece of common clothes. How can he think of anything else? What's more, the war is about to resist the barbarians, and it is the duty of Tang's military attache to defend his home and the country."

"The lone army goes deep and makes dangerous moves. But how can I hide in this rich country because of danger, and waste the years when I wait for the man of Datang?"

"Even if I am a prince, I, Tang Mou, will resolutely advance into Yinshan Mountain and relieve the danger in the North."

Hearing Tang Hao's words, the eldest Sun Chong suddenly respected the weaker man in front of him.

People with big ambitions will fight for their goals, even if they lose in the end, it is enough to make people admire them.

Chang'an City is indeed a gentle town, with drunken drunken fans and prosperous singing and dancing. No matter how great the ambition is, indulging in it will only kill the fighting spirit.

Chang Sun Chong said in a courtesy with cupped hands.

"My father asked me to persuade Brother Tang for him. If this is the case, I know the answer in Brother Tang's heart, and I can report it to my father."

While talking, light footsteps came from outside the private attic.

Tang Hao and Chang Sun Chong stopped talking and looked at the door.

The door opened, and Xun Yin in a goose yellow shirt was followed by Yu Qi in a white shirt.

Under the breeze, the faces of two beautiful women were reflected in the eyes of Tang Hao and Changsun.

Zhang Sun Chong was taken aback when he saw Yu Qi's clothes fluttering, like Ling Feng Fairy.

This oiran Meng Yuqi, who has been sitting in the curtained red tent, unexpectedly got out of the red tent, and ran to the own attic?

"I have seen two princes."

The two women were slightly blessed and sat down next to Chang Sun Chong after looking for the sound, and poured their drinks.

Yu Qi stood still, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and said softly.

"I heard that Tang Xiao was riding a song on the princess Fangchen, playing a high mountain and flowing water, so that he was fascinated by civil and military affairs.

Tang Hao stared at that delicate face and said in his heart.

If this woman is not the identity of this card, I am afraid there will be four beauties in Chang'an City.

A wandering woman knows everything that happened on the princess's birthday. The woman in front of her is not simple.

Putting away his thoughts, Tang Hao nodded lightly and said.

"I can't talk about dialing, I just know a little about the tone of the skin."

Meng Yuqi didn't say much, stepped forward slowly, and knelt down at the table.

The curling green smoke hovered from the incense burners in the case, and gradually dissipated. The white clothes against the backdrop added a bit of immortality, and the graceful posture in this noisy Hu Yue Tower was a bit more elegant and quiet.

The beauty of silence is more noticeable, and the whole elegant room is quiet in an instant.

Flick the jade finger lightly, like water notes flowing from the fingertips, into the ears of everyone in the elegant room.

The piano sounded melodiously and the melody tactfully, Chang Sunchong put down his wine glass and sat there quietly, slowly closing his eyes, and slowly intoxicated.

Like the new rain in the empty mountains, like the swallows returning to their nests, and like the yellow warblers coming out of the valley, a song of fairy music goes down the beam, across the open windows, across the half-covered door, and reaches everyone in Hu Yuelou.

The hustle and bustle of the Hu Yuelou hall instantly quieted down.

Without seeing him, someone exclaimed when he heard the sound of the piano.

"This is the dream oiran playing!"

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