Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 147 Get out!
Night is coming.

The lanterns spread along the river with the mist.

Today's Chang'an City is very lively. It is said that the Hebei Road finally rained, and the first cavalry collision between the Western Expeditionary Army and the Western Turks won a complete victory.

Zhao Wujiang and his party walked through Guangdefang and Yankangfang all the way to the East City of Chang'an City.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed it, and the whole person looked leisurely.

Xiao Miaomiao chased Wang Xi to grab the long knife in her hand. Wang Xi raised the long knife horizontally, and Xiao Miaomiao couldn't reach it no matter how she jumped, she jumped around with a bitter face.

"Is there something on your mind?" Wang Yanning tugged on Zhao Wujiang's sleeve robe, she was wearing a three-color mask today, and the group also wore masks to participate in tonight's lantern festival.

Normally, she could not leave the mansion, but now through the lantern festival, Wang Yanning can also go out to see the prosperity of Chang'an.

"It's not a matter of concern. Silla is asking for help. The Allied Forces of the Great Tang and Silla may join the war and go to Silla." Zhao Wujiang smiled and was not serious.

"Will you be going for a long time?" Wang Yanning suddenly looked sullen.

"As for the war, who can say for sure, don't worry, it's just a war between small countries, and the Tang Dynasty will get involved, and the result will come soon." Zhao Wujiang looked at Xiao Miaomiao who came to ask for help, and said with a smile.

He didn't tell Wang Yanning that it was a small country's war, but it was a war involving four small countries, Goguryeo, Baekje, Silla, and Japan.

"Anyway, Miaomiao is also your senior sister, why don't you help her?" Zhao Wujiang pushed Wang Yanning.

"Hmph, I'm her teacher's wife!" Wang Yanning said coquettishly, picked up the aggrieved Xiao Miaomiao who came to ask for help, and walked towards Wang Xi.

Zhao Wujiang looked at them not far away, his thoughts were racing.

This time Changsun Wuji recommended Zhao Wujiang to Xinluo, which was beyond his expectation.

The reason for this is Zhao Wujiang himself also understands, recently he has too much power, he has been in the limelight for a while, and the head of the hundred officials is a little bit out of breath.

It just so happened that what happened in Hebei Road gave Changsun Wuji an inspiration, that is, to send him out to do errands, so as not to let him get involved in the affairs of the court.

But just as Zhao Wujiang said to Wu Meiniang, it is not a bad thing to temporarily conceal one's edge.

Now that the court is in turmoil, the eldest grandson Wuji is fighting for power, Xu Jingzong is also in full swing, and there are forces in the undercurrent, it is also wise for Zhao Wujiang to retreat bravely.

He can also compete with Changsun Wuji and others. If he wants to compete, the courtiers must be willing to follow.

But this violated his original intention. In his opinion, officials can fight for power for the people, but they cannot fight for power for the sake of power. Such internal friction will only increase the decline of Tang Dynasty.

"If you fight, let you fight hard." Zhao Wujiang murmured softly.

It is bound to be dangerous for him to go to Silla, whether it is Changsun Wuji or Xu Jingzong, they will naturally not let go of this opportunity, they will use means to persecute him in the war, Zhao Wujiang knows this well.

Even, persecuting himself would be a bargaining chip between Changsun Wuji and Xu Jingzong, or it would be a countermeasure discussed by the two of them to jointly deal with Zhao Wujiang.

In a war, it is normal for one or two people to die. Even if you, Zhao Wujiang, die, there is nothing strange about it.

"there is always a solution to a problem."

With Zhao Wujiang in mind, he also took this opportunity to hide his powers and bide his time, because he knew that Changsun Wuji and Xu Jingzong would definitely tear their faces apart, and at that time, he would enter the arena to clean up the mess.

The lanterns are spread out, and the colorful colors come into view.

The crowd was bustling, and the East Market was extremely crowded today.

Dongshi is adjacent to Pingkangfang and Xuanyangfang in the west, and Daozhengfang and Changlefang in the east. At this moment, three people came from the direction of Zhuque Street, and they were particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

Most of the people who came to participate in the Lantern Festival were wearing ordinary clothes, but these three people were wearing splendid Chinese clothes, and their clothes were unique in style.

The three came from Silla, and the middle one was holding a flower fan. He was handsome, with his head held high, and his expression was even more arrogant. It was Chen Shangyihe, the third prince of Silla. This was his Tang name after he came to Tang.

The two people beside him looked vigilant and kept looking around. They were wearing strong clothes with short knives hidden in their sleeves, and they were the prince's personal bodyguards.

"You two don't need to be so nervous. This is Tang Chang'an, not Silla, and no one has harmed me." The third prince Chen Shangyi shook the flower fan lightly, with a smile on his face, he kept looking around at Tang who came to see the lanterns woman.

"This old slave dare not neglect, His Highness's safety is too important!"

"Didn't the Minister of Honghe Temple say that in Chang'an City, as long as I don't provoke those few people in the palace, the Minister of Honghe Temple will settle the rest, and let me eat and have fun."

The third prince squeezed into the crowd, his eyes lit up immediately, not because of the lanterns, but because there were so many young girls from the Great Tang Dynasty.

The two servants were helpless, but they still followed the third prince closely, and their expressions remained tense.

The third prince, Chen Shangyihe, suddenly stopped and pointed at a person in the crowd, breathing heavily:

"The woman in the white dress with the mask over there, did you two see it?
Although she wears a mask, this graceful figure and elegant temperament is absolutely stunning. Have you seen her long sword? At first glance, she looks like the so-called Jiang Hu of the Tang Dynasty. This kind of woman is the most interesting.

The two of you are optimistic, I will let you see what it means to bring beauty back home like a bag! "

Chen Shangyi walked slowly towards Wang Xi who was in the crowd. He thought he was handsome and patted his folding fan lightly. He had already thought of the words to strike up a conversation in his mind. These words have helped him win a lot of Tang Dynasty since he came to Chang'an. woman.

He approached Wang Xi, Wang Xi looked sideways, his eyes were full of coldness, he didn't realize it, his heart was hot.

"Miss, I am"

"Get out!" Wang Xi shouted coldly holding the long knife in his arms, causing passers-by to look sideways.

Chen Shang twitched his cheeks, but he still had a warm smile on his face. He knew that there were many cold-hearted women, as long as he persisted.
He coughed again, and on one side of his waist, he intentionally exposed the waist badge bestowed by Li Zhiyu, the waist badge shone golden under the light, he carried it on his back with one hand, and said loudly: "I'm not going to hide it."

Wang Xi looked at Chen Shangyihe like looking at a fool, "I say get lost!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards the slow-moving Zhao Wujiang and the others.

As soon as Chen Shang closed his eyes, a cold light flashed, he laughed dryly, and said coldly: "Chen Shanghu, Chen Shangbao!"

The two servants tapped their toes, and quickly approached Wang Xi, blocking Wang Xi's way: "Miss, please give my son some face! Otherwise"

There was a threat in the words.

Wang Xi drew out the long knife, her pretty face was as cold as ice, since she felt that Zhao Wujiang didn't seem to remember her, she was always suppressed with anger, and now she encountered annoying flies, the anger suddenly surged in her heart.

"Wow." The long knife was put back into the scabbard under the light, and a big hand pressed Wang Xi's hand.

She glared and saw that it was Zhao Wujiang wearing a pig's head mask.

"I'll come." Zhao Wujiang said softly.

Wang Xi's expression softened for a moment, and soon he raised his eyebrows again: "Where it's cool, stay there!"

"You've been keeping a cold face today, of course it's because it's cool around you." Zhao Wujiang grinned.

Wang Xi snorted coldly, Zhao Wujiang under the pig's head mask was really hateful.

"Xi'er, what's the matter?" Wang Yanning walked over quickly and asked with concern.

When Chen Shang saw Wang Xi, he ignored him and talked with several people.

Especially when facing the masked man, although he showed coldness and resistance, he, who has seen countless women, fully understands that this is more like a jealous woman facing a wishful man.

His heart twisted, and his anger rose, "Chen Shanghu, Chen Shangbao, why are you standing there? Let me take it down!"

(End of this chapter)