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

Chapter 195 Xiao Cheng's Patriotic Sentiment

The challenge from the foreign race came first, and a challenge team was naturally organized in the city.

The original heirs of princes and nobles in the poetry club organized a counterattack team on their own initiative. Until dusk, there were still some literati and students running around the streets to tell each other.

The workshops far away in the outskirts of the city were not affected.

When night fell, Cheng Chumo got up and woke up, the stamina of the wine had not faded, and his head felt dizzy and slightly swollen.

Li Xian, who scribbled and corrected the manuscript paper, ate some meals casually. Hearing that Li Xian's new wine was ready, he put down his job and resigned.

"Wine is good wine, but this thing can be poured in one gulp, and the taste is not bad."

"It's just that the stamina is not flattering. Brother Li, it's getting late, so Cheng will leave first."

Drinking comfortably and wonderfully, Cheng Chumo felt a little panicked after being drunk and half of his memory was erased.

Li Xian chuckled and waved his hands casually.

"Hey, the brewing of our wine is the key point. The new wine is about to be ready, so don't rush away."

"Later, I have to try wine."

After Cheng Chumo listened, he folded his arms and walked out without looking back.

"Isn't there still Brother Li!"

"You don't want to make a fuss anymore. This small spoonful will put us in a fog. If you try again, you may drink me stupid."

Stepping out of the workshop courtyard quickly in three steps in two, Cheng Chumo boarded the carriage and urged the driver to leave quickly.

The carriage walked slowly to the outskirts, and the coachman described in detail what happened in the imperial city at noon.

"I don't know what kind of courage this barbarian is provoking, daring to make trouble in my vast Tang area."

"Mr. Cheng, I heard that there will be martial arts competitions after the literary competition. Your master's military strength is very good. If you don't win, you will jump into the ring, so that those barbarians from other lands will also improve their memory."

Cheng Chumo has always been calm, and the fists on his knees are also tightened as he listens carefully. There is a long silence in the darkness, and he speaks slowly.

"Foreigner oppression, it stands to reason that we wait for the bloody men of the Tang Dynasty to take action, but those are envoys after all."

"If it is a martial artist among the people who comes to power, they will fight if they fight. It can be called a private competition."

"But even though I have this intention, if I play, it will inevitably feel like the government is meddling. If I win, I might cause a lot of trouble. Now that I have just entered the Western Expedition team, there must be a lot of eyes staring behind me, so there will be less trouble Better."

The figure projected on the curtain of the car seemed to be slightly suffocated, and did not speak, and the outline of the stagnant waist seemed to be short, a little depressed.

The car curtain was undulating, and the faint light from the city wall in the distance came in, shining on the sharp-edged cheeks, and the words came out of the lips.

"However, we still can't lose in this competition. We still have to take a look tomorrow."

"If necessary, I will still shoot."

The words came out faintly, and the driver sitting at the front of the car raised a smile on his chin illuminated by the fire, and looked back at the darkened car.

"I knew that my son is a person who hates evil like an enemy, and he will definitely not sit idly by."

Chariots and horses entered the city, speechless all night.

When the cock crowed the next day, the streets were hurried and noisy.

Cheng Chumo also woke up amidst the servants' discussions, asked why and went straight to the workshop.

Li Xian, who was busy remaking a page of blueprints for brewing equipment, was dragged from his sleep by this excited boy, and heard Cheng Chumo telling the news one by one while washing up.

A sip of water spewed out of the shadow bag of the figure who was pulling the tooth stick, and responded nonchalantly.

"What do they have to do with us?"

"The Tang Dynasty is a country of etiquette. Since Tubo likes to show their teeth and claws, they will still go there. Anyway, our imperial city has a large number of talents. Are you worried that we will not be able to compete?"

"Besides, we are martial artists in the Tang Dynasty. You can drag a few random people on the corner of the street and make gestures with them. People are made of flesh. No matter how bad they are, we can beat them to the ground in a wheel battle."

Salted fish is used to it, and Li Xian has no interest in this kind of excitement. If there is any time, it is better to develop the wine earlier.

It’s best to get a few more cans of beer, sit in front of the red-hot stove in winter, taste the hot pot, and drink a few cans of fermented rice, isn’t it delicious?
Cheng Chumo looked down on Li Xian, who was old and not old, and kept chatting beside him, and simply picked up the figure who was about to lie down on the seat again, and pushed him out of the house.

"This and that are trivial matters, but this is a major matter that affects the face of our Tang Dynasty."

"If you think about it, Tubo is only a few counties of ours. It is located on a plateau and the land is barren. If we win by one and a half tricks, the neighbors around here will definitely laugh at our lack of talents in the Tang Dynasty."

"Brother Li has always been smart and smart, so he can't just stay in the mansion like this. At least he has to come up with some strategies for the competition. As for tomorrow's martial competition, it's all up to me."

After all, as a traveler of later generations, Li Xin still doesn't have much sense of history in his heart.

Live in this era at any time, but more or less still unwilling to make some changes in this period of history.

In a daze, he followed Cheng Chumo into the carriage, passed through the bustling crowd, and stopped at Suzaku Long Street.

After getting out of the carriage, the black heads in front of them still surprised the two of them.

This is simply a bit more lively than our New Year's Eve!

The dense crowd, the noisy voices and the patriotic feelings that overwhelmed the sky, squeezed together for a long time, and the two sons of the noble princes were still on the periphery.

Li Xian nodded to the second floor of the teahouse opposite, indicating that Cheng Chumo could watch from the upstairs.

Negotiating a price that was twice as high as usual, the two went to the highest private room on the third floor. Not to mention the cleanliness, the furnishings were also extremely gorgeous. Coupled with the extra wide view, Li Xian felt the charm of money.

bang~
The sound of the gong appeared on the red velvet carpet, and the slender thighs stepped on the carpet, followed by a group of barbarian women with bare waists and gold chains on their bodies walked onto the stage.

The bare jade arms can be broken in the sunlight, and the jade hands are twisted into orchids, slowly dancing and spinning with the slightest humming.

Bang!
Cheng Chumo looked at the white waist and legs, and the deep white groove on his chest, and smiled.

"It really didn't come in vain this time."

Li Xian was speechless for a while, and Bai Shang glanced at the figure with a cup of tea and smirked.

"Didn't it be good to save the country from danger, and to vent your anger on the common people?"

Staring intently at the performance on stage, Cheng Chu silently waved his hands.

"Look at the dancing posture, it doesn't affect it."

The figures on the stage whirled along with the exciting music, which made the onlookers quiet down.

The sound stopped, and Orchid led the girls who were blowing kisses to leave the stage one by one.

bang~
The second gong sounded in the huge venue.

In the eyes of everyone, a long-bearded figure in a Confucian robe stepped on the stage slowly.

Unexpectedly, he folded his hands across the audience, lowered his disheveled head, and spoke in fluent Chinese.

"Everyone, I have heard for a long time that the Confucian scholars of the Tang Dynasty were widely spread all over the world. Today, I am entrusted by the gods to go to your country to play peach charms."

"I hope you will enlighten me."

The voice was full of air, faintly swaying.

Pressing the palm of the desk on the desk, with five fingers clasped tightly, Cheng Chumo said slowly.

"I'm coming!"

(End of this chapter)