The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The runaway slaves also listened with gusto, these big men, they have been slaves for a lifetime.

Some people have seen the biggest big person, that is, the chief of the tribe.

The patriarch who can protect the broad masses of Bon religions, as well as them, is of course impossible to be amiable.

The cold wind outside was still roaring, and they shrank into the wooden and earthen huts that were still intact.

Burning to the fire, listening to the rebel soldiers who were once slaves, talking about their happy lives under the rule of the Tang Dynasty.

The knife-like cold wind outside could not affect the fiery emotions of the people in the house in the slightest.

After seeing Dama and his team gradually recover their physical strength, everyone's safety has been guaranteed.

Jampa patted his thigh and stood up. "Brother Dama, I should go now..."

"Let's go, where are you going?" Dama looked at Qiangba with a look of astonishment, and the fugitives who thought they had been stable and even slept in were also awakened.

"Don't worry, Baizi will lead fifty brothers to stay here to protect you. They will always **** you to Chavajung City before leaving."

"As for me, I will continue to patrol the borders of this area to see if there is a team like you."

"In such a ghostly weather, if we patrol for a while, they will have more chances to live."

Damar heard this and opened her mouth to speak, but was first interrupted by Jampa, who was aware of his thoughts.

"Big Brother Dama, the most important thing for you is to settle your family well. With your skills, you will definitely have no problem in joining the army."

"It's good, Jampa, kill more of the Tibetan gaggle for me first. When I settle down with my family, I will be with you."

"That's natural." Qiangba also patted Damman's broad and strong shoulder vigorously, and gave his promise.

Then I walked out of the house, and soon, the sound of people roaring and hissing, the inconspicuous kung fu, the sound of sprinting like thunder, disappeared.

Dama and the others are just one of the countless teams rushing to freedom.

At this moment, there are many groups of fugitive slaves in Bowo, Yegong, Medog, and many other places that border southern Tubo.

They all took advantage of this bad weather and resolutely marched hard towards Chavajung City, which had become the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

And teams like Qamba and the others, with a total of 20 or 30, have been patrolling the border in this area.

One is to prevent the Tubo people from invading suddenly, and the other is to protect and lead the team of fugitive slaves to the warm family of Datang.

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The harsh weather on the plateau did not affect the warm atmosphere in the city of Na Tsavajung in the slightest.

Originally because of the repeated wars, countless Tubo people who were able to leave had already dragged their families and escaped from this governing place in southern Tubo.

Let the population in this city be reduced by more than half.

However, as the tribes moved and gathered here, as well as the resettlement of the slaves who had fled, it made this place look alive at this moment. I also tell everyone that the production of pancreas seeds and soap, as well as the burning process are all chemical reactions, and it can be said to be right.

And the source of all this comes from Cheng Sanlang's different ordinary human head.

In the end, Xin Mao would bow to Li Shimin with a still-sense expression on his face.

"If it weren't for the minister who had already entered the court and served his majesty, I would really like to be able to come under the wall of Cheng Taichang's gate.

It is really a blessing to be Cheng Taichang's disciple and to know the truth of everything in the world. "Valley

Li Chunfeng looked at General Xin Mao blankly, muttering incessantly.

"He has even studied arithmetic to the point where he has studied both positive and negative numbers..."

Fu Renjun blinked his eyes quickly and sighed with a very complicated expression.

"The method of combined division is called addition, the method of subtraction is called subtraction, the method of multiplication is called multiplication, and the method of division is called division.

The so-called addition, subtraction, multiplication and division is more conducive for beginners to master the arithmetic..."

Cui Shanwei also nodded, stroking the long beard with deep approval.

"In the order of difficult first, easy first, starting from the same as the nine-nine-nine ge tactics to nine-nine-nine-nine-eighty-one, this method is also very suitable for beginners."

Speaking of this, Li Shimin couldn't help but think of the joke he had spit on Cheng Saburo before.

This kid should not stay in Taichang Temple, but should throw him to the Imperial College. It now appears that this joke is simply Te Niang's divine prophecy.

Speaking of it, the private school he built, the pair of persuasive student unions that he hung, plus the talent of this kid.

Although Li Shimin didn't say anything more, he praised General Xin Mao a few words, and after chatting with the three courtiers for a while, the meeting finally ended.

After everyone left, Li Shimin squatted to the water bottle and gently pulled out one of the small wooden sticks with his fingers. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The moment the balance was broken, the bottle immediately fell downward, but was caught by Li Shimin.

Li Shimin picked up one of the small sticks and slapped the stick into two with a light force.

"Let them bring another stick like this."

Li Shimin commanded without raising his head, and Zhao Kun, who was inconspicuous, handed a small wooden stick that looked like a stick to Li Shimin's hand.

After Li Shimin followed the method of Xin Maojun just now, the porcelain bottle filled with water was actually hung in the air and swayed leisurely.

However, Li Shimin's frowning brows were never loosened, and Zhao Kun stood aside honestly.

In my heart, Cheng Saburo was speechless to the extreme, who was so talented that he had been making trouble with monsters all day long and refreshing everyone's three views time and time again.

After Li Shimin muttered with a complicated expression for a long time, he raised his head and ordered.

"Zhao Kun, go quickly to Chuan Ke'er to see me in the palace, and send someone now."

Li Ke, who had just accompany Cheng Saburo to get the master of the art class, hummed triumphantly and rode towards the mansion.

On the way, I was thinking about whether I should go now or go to Goulan Pavilion after dinner.

Just when he was trying to think about the trade-offs, he heard a greeting from behind him.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the guards by his father's side rushing forward.

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The guard of the father's emperor still asks three questions, so he just rushed to find an unscrupulous artist.

Li Ke, who was thinking about going to the unscrupulous Goulan Pavilion, was in a panic.

But what can I do if my father has something to do? Can only harden his scalp and go straight to the palace.

After stepping into the Temple of Ganlu respectfully, he respectfully saluted his father. "Father, the child greets my father."