Li Zhi, don't be a coward

Jin Wenying was able to survive the assassination, of course not because of his wit, let alone because of his fate.

It can be seen from Jin Wenying's touching IQ that this group of assassins deliberately spared his life after slaughtering the mission.

And when the assassin assassinated the mission group, so that he could not die, Jin Wenying happened to hear the assassin's fight and drank a Japanese dialect.

The assassin fled away, Jin Wenying panicked like a stray dog, turned her head and fled back to Chang'an City without saying a word.

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In the front yard of the Duke's Mansion in Chang'an, Li Qinzai hugged his second child and gently laid him to sleep, but the second child stared at him with wide eyes, refusing to sleep, the corners of his mouth even slightly curled up, as if laughing at his own father's stupidity. Not so easy to pass.

Song Sen stood in front of Li Qinzai, looked at the second child with clear eyes, couldn't help showing love on his face, couldn't help stretching out his fingers to tease his fleshy cheeks.

Li Qinzai let out a hey suddenly, and looked at Song Sen suspiciously.

We have been getting along for many years, and Song Sen has gradually understood the virtue of this guy. Before Li Qinzai could speak, Song Sen hurriedly said: "Give it to me. On the day your son was born, the lower officials sent someone to give a gift, and it is very expensive."

Li Qinzai snorted resentfully, and said dissatisfiedly: "Others are humbled to give you a 'small gift'. How can anyone be ashamed to say that the gift you gave is very expensive..."

Song Sen said calmly: "Your officer has long understood that you must tell the truth in front of you. If you are too modest, you may not understand."

I don't want to talk to him, but my son is the cutest.

Li Qinzai looked down at the second child in his arms, the second child was still in good spirits, his eyes stared like copper bells, and he was not sleepy at all.

Li Qinzai sighed, the father and son were indeed enemies in the previous life, they couldn't speak a word, so they started to torture their father.

At this moment, Song Sen started talking about business in a low voice.

"Mr. Li County, Jin Wenying fled back to Chang'an City, and the Silla mission left him alive. He is sitting in the lobby of the Ministry of Rites and howling at the moment. He said he wanted to sue the imperial court and sue the Japanese traitor... "

"If you want to say that this group of Wa people are cruel enough, they nod and bow to us on weekdays, and they are all more filial than their own sons. They can't fight back if they beat them or scold them. I didn't expect that they would be so cruel with their knives. They really sent the Silla mission They were killed cleanly, leaving only one alive..."

Li Qinzai smiled: "Nodding and bowing is just an acting skill of the Japanese people. Their real nature is very despicable and cruel. This is the real them."

"Jin Wenying has already made a statement to the emperor, saying that he was assassinated by a Japanese on the way back, and asked the emperor to severely punish the Japanese and avenge the innocent Silla mission. The emperor has already made a decree and strictly ordered the governor of Jizhou to investigate and arrest the murderer..."

Li Qinzai thought for a while, and said: "Since the emperor has issued an order, no matter whether the murderer can be caught or not, Datang can be regarded as clean, let's find a reason to send Jin Wenying away, let him go back to Silla quickly, and talk to their lord File a complaint."

Song Sen was puzzled and said: "Leave Jin Wenying alive and return to Silla. Could it be that Silla and Japan will start a war?"

Li Qinzai laughed: "It's not that easy. The biggest reason for the war between the two countries is only the interests. Apart from the interests, there are also reasons. The assassination of the envoys of Silla by the Japanese is one of the reasons, but it is not enough. When the imperial court begins the expedition, There will be new frictions between Silla and Wa."

The second child in my arms made a babbling sound again, the milky voice was very cute.

Li Qinzai's expression froze suddenly, and he said in a deep voice, "I understand what he's talking about!"

Song Sen was taken aback, and couldn't help looking into his arms: "What is your son talking about?"

"He said, get out of here after talking about business, and don't eat at my house!"

"Uh... I will take my leave."

Li Qinzai showed an apologetic smile: "Tong Yan Wuji, don't mind Lao Song, I will teach him a lesson later, so that I can leave."

Song Sen's cheek twitched.

The son is not necessarily a human being, but the father is a real dog.

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In spring, everything recovers.

The atmosphere in all parts of Guanzhong was unprecedentedly dignified.

Carloads of food and supplies were sent to Youzhou, Yingzhou, and Liaozhou in the north.

After the spring sowing, when the farmers in all parts of Guanzhong were idle, the imperial court's call-up orders appeared in all townships and villages.

The general has white hair and tears for his husband.

Within one month, the imperial court recruited 25 peasants in Guanzhong. After gathering in front of the county government offices, the peasants, under the arrangement of officials, dragged carts full of grain, grass and military equipment, and transported them to Chang'an and northern counties.

The army has not moved, and the food and grass go first.

In the season of warm spring and flowers blooming, Datang's state machinery began to slowly operate.

In the big camp on the outskirts of the city, soldiers from Zhechong Mansion from all over Guanzhong hurriedly gather every day, calling names and singing songs for drills. Hundreds of thousands of kings gather in the big camp, and you can feel the murderous aura everywhere from afar.

Chang'an City, the British government.

With red eyes, Cui Jie put on the armor for Li Qinzai with her own hands.

The bright light armor carefully crafted by the craftsmen of the Li family, worn on Li Qinzai's body, looks a bit majestic and extraordinary.

Cui Jie wiped and wiped the heart mirror in the middle of the Mingguang armor with a damp cloth, until it was as shiny as new, and the light could be seen.

Jin Xiang and Zi Nuzhu beside him burst into tears, crying uncontrollably.

Li Qinzai couldn't take it anymore, he sighed and said, "You guys...can you celebrate a little bit? I'm going on an expedition, not a funeral, so it's a bad luck to cry."

Cui Jie and the other women were so frightened that they stopped crying immediately. Cui Jie said angrily, "Don't say anything unlucky, my husband! This time, my husband will definitely win a big victory and make another contribution to the country."

Qiao'er tugged on Li Qinzai's sleeve, and looked up at him reluctantly, his small and pitiful appearance made Li Qinzai's heart tremble, so he squatted down and looked at him at the same level.

"Is dad going away for a long time this time?" Qiao'er asked in frustration.

Li Qinzai smiled wryly: "Maybe it will be a long time, maybe a year or so. You should listen to your aunt at home, don't cause trouble, read more books, and practice calligraphy more."

Qiao'er nodded vigorously, then asked again: "Is father going to fight a war?"

"Yes, we have an enemy in Tang Dynasty. We have fought for a long time, but there is no result. This time, father and grandpa want to fight to get a result."

"Can dad not go? My child can't bear you."

Li Qinzai was silent for a while, then said softly: "If father doesn't go, this battle can only be left to your generation to fight, you will be injured and die in battle, how can father have the heart to enjoy peace and let you children sacrifice?"

"So, before my father is old, before you grow up, what I can do for you, I will do it for you as soon as possible. When your generation grows up, there may be a new mission waiting for you. I hope That's not war."

Qiao'er seemed to understand, but nodded silently.

Li Qinzai rubbed his head with a smile, and said: "This time, father will clear Haidong for you. From now on, there will be no enemies and no hidden dangers in the east of the Tang Dynasty. I hope that your generation will never see the smoke of gunpowder or the flames of war in your life, and grow old safely." .”