The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Ren Yaxiang smashed his mouth and looked suspiciously into the depths of the long snake path. Could it be that the Tubo people were deceiving and only sent a small number of soldiers and horses to lure the enemy?

There was a faint green smoke rising in the sky. The moment Lu Tong and Ren Ya looked at each other when they saw the green smoke.

This means that the battle inside has ended, it should be a victory, but the problem is that I don't know what is going on in Yanai at all.

When Lutong hesitated to send someone inside to inquire, a figure with a white mask on his face rushed out from inside.

I saw the Great Tang soldier waiting outside, suddenly nervous.

Quickly raised his head and waved. "Brothers, don't take action. I am hereby ordered by General Li De to see General Luneng."

"Is there a result inside?" Lu Neng snapped his horse forward subconsciously and asked sternly.

"Fortunately, after the bombing for a long time, the Tubo barbarians have lost their fighting spirit and are willing to surrender, so I have hereby invited General Lu to lead his army to capture those prisoners of war."

"How many Tubo soldiers and horses are there?"

"It's too much, there must be three or four thousand people, but the opponent's team is too long, and there are a lot of them behind. Seeing that the situation is not good, they have already fled."

Hearing this news, Ren Yaxiang's unstable heart finally calmed down.

"Well, if that's the case, please ask General Luneng to take care of it himself, and Renmou will go to Shikandao to take a look."

After seeing Ren Yaxiang leading the two thousand cavalry to leave, Lu Neng looked at the passage with some toothache.

With so many prisoners of war in it, wouldn’t it be too dangerous to go directly in to catch them? Or, let those Tubo guys put down their weapons and come out by themselves?

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In the Yak Road, Cheng Saburo has already issued an ultimatum.

"All those who can still move, throw away the weapons in your hands, and march forward in line."

"No one is allowed to carry weapons, otherwise, it's a matter of killing."

Standing on the ridge, Cheng Chubi scanned the road below that had become pitted.

Those Tubo people who had lost their fighting spirit all threw down their weapons and staggered while coughing. Cheng Chubi looked at this veteran driver like Li Ke, and Li Zhen, who could not go to the pavilion every day, spoke earnestly and honestly.

"Lu, it must be exposed, and it must be blatantly exposed... Of course it is not the way of showing off the arms and legs of the young lady."

"..." Li Zhen's face turned dark, and she showed her arms and legs. Lao Tzu would at best see if others showed up, but it must be of the opposite **** and there must be an age limit.

"Brother virtuous, can you be more serious, for my brother, I'm talking serious with you."

Unexpectedly, Li Zhen, the Langhuo, also had a serious day when he said serious things. Cheng Chubi said haha.

"Cheng Chengcheng, no kidding, actually, brother, I am thinking of you brothers."

"Hide you first, and only show your name. Everyone will definitely be curious and even criticize."

"The sorrows and moks in the Central Plains, as well as the flamboyant young ladies in Na Si Gongfang, will definitely be thinking in their hearts..."

"Hey, where did this little-known rough man got it from?"

"How dare you be in our eastern capital, Luoyang, wanting to crack down on our Chinese language forum?"

Listening to Cheng Chubi's squeaky and crooked, Li Zhen and several Wu Xun's children who were walking with him had black lines on their faces, if it weren't for the fat and strong Cheng family nearby.

Regarding that everyone's talents need to be provided by Cheng Saburo, I really want to kick the kid.

But everyone understands what Cheng Saburo means, that is, first stir up the atmosphere, stir up, stir up.

Let the unhappy talents of the Chinese and the original language circles, the writers and the writers show their true ability one after another.

Then, when they were slapped in the face with literary works by the rough masters, they were killed.

In this way, the effect will be even more sensational. Similarly, the rewards brought by huge risks are naturally very generous.

At that time, as long as your brothers take the posture of a conqueror, stop at Na Si Gongfang and report to their homes, ha ha...

Li Zhen's eyes were almost red, and of course he was not moved, but was stimulated.

There are also Chai Lingwu, as well as Liu Renshi and Li Qi, who like to talk to the unfamiliar young ladies who like to have a beautiful face.

Hearing Cheng Saburo's alluring explanation, Li Qi looked at Cheng Chubi eagerly.

"Brother Chubi, it's all up to you, if you can't come up with the final word.

Looking back, our gang of brothers, then we can only jump back to Chang'an with a disgraced face, and faceless will come to Luoyang again. "

"Don't worry, Cheng will definitely not embarrass you brothers."

"However, you have been shopping around, and the city has also entered. Hurry up and give me a joint training."

"Brothers, you must not forget. Although our brothers are the main fame, we must also make a name for our Han and Tang firms."

"Don't worry, as long as your poems are strong, virtuous brother, the original language is just a little bit, I will not wait for it."

Seeing this group of friends, friends and friends who were walking away laughing and laughing, Cheng Chubi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

As the saying goes, if you don't want to give up your children, you can't catch wolves, and if you don't put more bait, you can't hold back the shareholders of this group of Hantang Commercial Bank.

Cheng Chubi stood on the second floor under reconstruction, stretched his head out, and saw the eye-catching Peony Pavilion outside along the river.

Except for the peony flowers, this peony pavilion also looks very ordinary, even beside the pavilion, there are actually a few small vegetable plots.

Plants are all things like coriander. It seems that the talent of growing vegetables everywhere is passed down in the blood of the Chinese nation~www.wuxiaspot.com~Cheng Chubi, but I remember that when my grandfather was a child, he also At the door of the house, the most ass-big piece of land, um, the muddy land less than one meter in length and width.

I actually planted dog meat, chives, and coriander. When cooking at home and forgetting to buy spices, I open the door and just pull a few roots to solve the big problem.

This is all considered good. Cheng Chubi has even seen some houses use flower pots to carry chives, and even grow peppers and tomatoes...

It seems that diligence and thrift, self-reliance, and plenty of food have always been the virtues of the Chinese nation.

Cheng Chubi wondered if he should also turn over the soil at the entrance of the teahouse of the expropriated Zhengjiazhuang, and add a variety of spices.

After all, I often use spice like dog meat when I make game myself. The thing grows fast, and the more I pick it, the more I get it.

"Brother Chubi, Brother Chubi?" A shout came from behind him, and he turned his head, but Fang Jun and his mother-in-law walked over, holding hands side by side.

Cheng Chubi took a leap, strode forward, and said after paying a salute to the young couple.