Chat Group of Myriad Worlds of Tang Dynasty

In the night, the sickle in Di Renjie's hand was scratched on the man's neck, and Di Guangyuan, seeing the scene in front of him, immediately went limp.

Di Renjie was covered in blood, and the little bookboy Yuanfang fell to the ground with a hideous face and a dagger stuck in his chest.

How wonderful this child is, why is it like this.

Di Guangyuan frowned: "How is he?"

Di Renjie had tears in his eyes, but his voice was still calm, "Father, he, he, died."

Yuan Fang blocked the knife for himself, under the knife, his life disappeared at a young age.

With tears in his eyes, Di Guangyuan looked at the skinny man.

"Take it away and find a doctor, Yuanfang can still be saved!"

Di Guangyuan's voice was heard far away, but the people on the side had already heard it clearly. There was hatred and remorse in the master's heart.

There is no saving this child.

In the night sky, Di Renjie's eyes were bright, looking at the moon in the distance, his heart was filled with a kind of discomfort.

"Father, I'm going to Chang'an."

"I want to grow up, I want to be an official, and I want to kill all the wicked people in the world."

Di Guangyuan knew that what the child said was true.

Many years later, there will be another guard named Li Yuanfang beside Di Renjie, maybe that is a nostalgia for the current little book boy.

The people around Di Guangyuan looked at the skinny man, their faces lit up: "Master, it should be him."

"Congratulations sir!"

Di Guangyuan smiled wryly, where did the joy come from?

He would rather the little book boy Yuanfang was still alive, after all, a thief would always be caught.

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In the city of Chang'an, the steam engine is being tested, and the long rails have been laid at some point in the palace.

In the white sky, streaks of black smoke rose up, like ink and wash in the white sky.

In the palace, on the huge square, the specially opened railway is not long, only more than 100 meters, but the locomotive driven by the steam engine has started to move for more than 100 meters.

At the same time, outside, the disgraced samurai Xun came in.

Li Shimin saw the warrior Xun and smiled faintly: "You are back."

The samurai Xun was about to cry, "Your Majesty, it's a good luck not to disgrace your life!"

Of course he felt uncomfortable. This trip, he ate too much chili in the land of Sichuan and Sichuan, otherwise he would not be able to keep out the cold.

If you eat too much, you will naturally get sick. For example, if you sit for a long time, you will feel that your butt is burning.

The whole person also became a little vain.

At this time, he cried bitterly, knelt on the ground, and started to play in front of Li Shimin.

Li Shimin looked at the state of the warrior Xun, and pointed to the stool beside him: "Sit down first."

The samurai Xun held a memorial in his hand, all of which were materials used to build the Shu Road. Most of them were ordinary work and achievements, but one of them was extremely conspicuous.

Di Guangyuan!
Di Guangyuan made a request to the court. He hoped that his son could worship under the third highness Li Ke.

That is to enter the Dragon Gate.

That is the greatest luxury a border official can hope for.

If you want to come, Li Shimin should not hesitate.

The steam engine whimpered and made a puffing sound, very much like a person with a bad stomach exhausting.

Xiao Wu's face was not red either, "No, the energy conversion is not high enough."

Li Ke actually wanted to say that under the structure of the steam engine, the conversion rate of energy is not high. How much conversion rate do you want?

Xiao Wu was very dissatisfied, but Li Shimin was satisfied. Watching the locomotive whimpering towards the distant track, his face was full of smiles.

"Ke'er, is this the train you mentioned?"

"If one day, there are such trains everywhere in the Tang Dynasty, wouldn't the people of the Tang Dynasty be able to go anywhere?"

Li Ke also wanted to answer this way, but the problem is that in China, how difficult it is to build roads, others don't know, but Li Ke knows.

Imagination is always full of beautiful hopes, but the problem is that it takes a lot of money to realize it.

Li Ke heard Li Shimin's good wishes, but felt that this person's mind was not clear.

But it’s okay, it will always be realized. In the current Datang, in just one year, the economy has taken off crazily. React from old ideas.

Perhaps in the next three years, they will face a huge impact.

This is true in Chang'an, not to mention other places.

Li Ke looked at the anxious eyes of the warrior Xun beside him, and opened the memorial.

The person in the Tang Dynasty who could see the memorial before the emperor, except for the necessary procedures for official duties, was Li Ke.

At the end of all processes, there is the emperor, but Li Ke was the only one who was an accident.

The point is, the samurai Xun discovered that the emperor had no opinion at all.

Li Ke looked at Di Guangyuan and Di Renjie who appeared in the memorial, and was startled suddenly. Is there such an unexpected harvest?

Di Renjie is now, I don't know how old he is.

Especially seeing that Di Renjie discovered the saboteurs and even killed a book boy whose name was Yuan Fang, Li Ke was stunned.

Could it be that Li Yuanfang of later generations is stalked?

"I'll accept this child."

Li Ke smiled and threw the memorial over.

The warrior Xun let out a long breath in his heart, and the big rock fell to the ground. Then he looked at Xiao Wu not far away, and a smile began to appear on his old face.

Xiao Wu was very upbeat. After demonstrating the operation of the train, he added a little carriage at the back, and the carriage was filled with coal.

Li Shimin was even happier seeing this scene.

"It's more transported than a hot air balloon!"

In Chang'an City, it was very hot.

It's been a wonderful winter.

Now the most idle thing is Houhou, who learns embroidery every day when he has nothing to do, trying to get closer to Li Ke.

Shi Feixuan can do anything, why can't she?
At this time, at the border of Arabia, Xue Rengui had gone mad.

Muhammad didn't seem to be aware of his problem at all, and the number of troops under his hand is now less than [-].

Ordinary people always thought that Muhammad was invincible, but who knew that his opponent was only 1 people.

1 people!It actually made the mighty Arabian iron hoof stop abruptly, and it also suffered countless damages.

Muhammad was very angry now. He wore golden armor and attacked the Tang people not far away.

Xue Rengui was wearing a white robe, with a smile on his face, his body was covered with blood, and the spear in his hand was pointing at the sky.

"Come on! Come here!"

These words were too arrogant, but none of the Arabs dared to come over. Xue Rengui in their eyes was the devil in hell.

But none of them dared to speak.

"Ah... so angry!"

"Who will kill him for me!"
But none of the people behind stood up.

The Arabian scimitar, I'm scared today.

Under the sky, there is already the last city.

There is no cover in this city.

Wei Zheng looked into the distance, thinking: "It seems that Arabia should win."

"I don't know when His Highness will come back."