Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 187
"This... beast, my leg!"

"It's difficult to lift your legs, how can you train today?"

"Hey! Brother, give me a hand, my legs and feet are like lead, they are very heavy."

The first whistle sounded, and the soldiers who turned over and got out of bed realized at this moment the meaning of Li Xian's meaningful smile before, and limped and cursed one by one.

Bang!
The door of the room was suddenly kicked open, and the captain looked angry and shouted angrily.

"What are you dawdling about? You're like a bitch!"

"Morning training is assembled, offenders will get ten army sticks, and every breath that is late will be doubled."

As soon as the voice fell, the staggering soldiers scrambled to go out first, bouncing around against their thighs.

Li Xian hid in the big tent of the Chinese army, raised a corner of the curtain, and laughed heartlessly.

"Heh! How dare you underestimate these set punishments, I'll see who can last till the end."

Li Jing listened to the sky outside the tent, frowned and looked at the gloating figure in the curtain, raising his thick eyebrows.

"Xian'er, should your thin figure also practice?"

"At least the road to the west is bumpy, and the environment is no more comfortable than our Central Plains..."

Hearing this, the smile on Li Xian's face disappeared suddenly, he coughed lightly, and turned around.

"Father, as a military adviser, our training is really superfluous."

"When you have time, it's the only choice to read through the books of war to increase your resourcefulness."

In the middle of the words, sitting on the long table, casually flipping through a military book, pretending to look at it.

Just when Li Xian was drowsy, there was a sudden shout from outside.

"Brother Li! Li Xian! Something is wrong!"

Just when the consciousness regained a sliver of clarity, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and Cheng Chumo walked in carelessly.

Li Jing didn't know when he was no longer in the tent, Li Xian wiped the saliva from under his jaw, stood up blinking, and looked at the impatient figure.

"Why are you panicking? Bother me to watch the Art of War!"

Pulling Li Xian up from the seat, Cheng Chumo dragged Li Xian and walked out.

"Oh! What time is it, Brother Li, stop pretending!"

"Our workshop will be gone!"

Throwing down the scroll, Li Xian came to his senses completely, and a look of astonishment flashed across his handsome face.

"What? Tell me in detail!"

Cheng Chumo snatched the scroll from Li Xian's hand, threw it on the desk, dragged Li Xian while walking and talking.

"Today, the streets are restless. The literati and some merchants flock to the outer city, clamoring to go to the suburbs."

"The high-ranking officials brought their servants, and the servants also drove their horses out of the city at the same time. Among them were high-ranking officials such as the eldest grandson and Gao Shilian! Isn't this heading for our workshop, and where are they going?"

"Hurry up and think of a way. Dad has already sent a servant to see if he can stop the carriages and horses of these dignitaries. At least they won't let them easily confiscate us. The coal stoves are confiscated. It's unmanageable."

hiss!
Li Xian took a deep breath, and his expression changed accordingly.

What the hell?
The eldest grandson Wuji, Gao Shilian and other royal relatives also came?
Isn't this the bandits who entered the village and robbed them?
The point is that in this era, even if such royal relatives are to be confiscated, you still dare not fart!
Pooh!
Li Xian spat on the ground and cursed angrily.

"I intended to let these people spread the useful news, but it seems to be in vain."

"Damn Li Er is also a master who doesn't do anything. If we move several of our coal stoves, all these courtiers will come to destroy our lair."

"It's just eating inside and out. I knew that Li Er should not be moved away."

Cheng Chumo has seen Li Xian's toughness for a long time, especially when facing His Majesty, it is normal to be open-mouthed. Fortunately, the captain on the side didn't know it. endlessly.

Feeling that the skirt of his clothes was being pulled down, Li Xian stopped talking in a timely manner, leaving the topic aside.

"Lieutenant Li, tell Dad that I'm going to run the workshop and get some military supplies along the way."

The captain nodded, and responded to Li Xian with his hands clasped.

"Young Master Li, do as you please."

Looking at the backs of the two turned horses, the captain frowned.

"You tormenting devil will pick your time, and this walk will save you a lot of abuse."

The two figures disappeared in the eyes, and the captain smiled slightly on his face.

"Leave as soon as you go, and lie about preparing some military supplies... You really are a good liar."

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The gate of the workshop.

The people holding sickles and hoes lined up in two rows, clustered around the gate of the huge mansion, and guarded the man who held the cold blade behind him.

Today at Chenshi, some people went to the imperial city to sell freshly cut firewood. When they heard that the people in the imperial city were disturbed, they immediately informed the whole village of the firewood thrown away.

Regardless of who came, the people gathered together spontaneously defended the holy place of the workshop.

The teenagers in their teens and 20s headed by Ah Hu stood upright in the front row, holding the handle of the hoe tightly in their big hands, and their faces were full of determination.

The stream of horses and horses coming from the Loess Avenue was reflected in the bottom of his cool eyes. He subconsciously shook hands with the hoe, and roared in front of the gate of the house.

"Is this group of people designated to come to confiscate the coal stove? Folks, we must protect Li Guanye's workshop!"

"It's time to repay the kindness of Li Guanye!"

After the voice fell, many dissatisfied voices came out.

"Well said! Li Guanye sent us a coal stove, we can't become white-eyed wolves who eat for nothing!"

"Heh! They want to confiscate it indiscriminately, and they should ask us people if they are willing!"

"What are you yelling about! In my opinion, if they dare to confiscate it, my **** hoe would dare to deny it! What kind of official, what kind of literati, is a bandit in my eyes."

"Well said! It's bandits, robbers!"

There was a battle outside the gate, and the villagers no longer cared about the etiquette, and they were completely determined to fight to the end.

The blacksmiths in the workshop came in a hurry with hammers and iron rods, and pushed the servants with swords behind again, as if they were the guards in the workshop.

Mr. Liu led the students who were in charge of measuring in the workshop, and staggered away from the crowd. With gray hair but an upright aura, he stood up and walked to the front, staring at the approaching convoy with a solemn face, and spoke boldly overflow lip corners.

"I don't care who the old man is here today, relying on the friendship between Mr. Li and us in the past few days, the old man will stay here."

"They dare to confiscate it. This old man will definitely sue the court and let His Majesty judge for us!"

Speeding on the horse, the coachman looked at the people surrounded by the gate of the workshop, shook the reins, and showed a touch of joy on his face.

"Master, this workshop lined up to welcome us, but did you inform Mr. Li in advance?"

Shaking the car curtain and opening a corner, Changsun Wuji's puzzled face was reflected. Looking at Wu Yangyang's crowd from a distance, his expression changed and he slapped his forehead.

"It's over! The old man forgot to call Li Xian in advance."

(End of this chapter)