Datang: It's a showdown, my son-in-law is going to rebel!

Chapter 184 Professional Team
This is a heavy job, if you can't persist for a long time, you can't do it like this.

The few people Fang Qi found were master craftsmen with carving experience.

These people are already familiar with the routines of movable type printing, but this is the first time for them.

And the engraving of the whole page cannot be wrong a little bit, if there is a little bit wrong, the whole page has to be redone.

This job requires enough experience to do it.

These are master craftsmen, just need to carve well, this thing can be done soon.

At this time, Fang Qi asked these old masters to let go.

He needs to do other things now.

Because at this time, Yuchi Baolin's first stage training has already been completed.

The coffin shop owner has sent the coffin to Huangzhuang.

Fang Qi delivered the coffin to Yuchi Baolin.

"Commander, what does this mean?"

Yuchi Baolin was immediately dumbfounded. She looked at Fang Qi and had no idea what Fang Qi meant.

"I wanted to make Jieli Khan miserable and avenge His Majesty, so I came up with this idea."

Fang Qi said to Yuchi Baolin: "These Kunlun slaves you trained, let them carry the coffin later to practice the movements I taught you."

"Carrying this coffin and doing those actions?"

Yuchi Baolin said with a surprised face: "Those people will spend a lot of time practicing this. If it is replaced by a coffin, it probably won't be able to lift it?"

"Practice slowly, anyway, there is a lot of time."

Fang Qi smiled, and then said: "When the practice is finished, I will go to His Majesty."

"Row!"

Yuchi Baolin nodded, and Fang Qi said, "I'll give it a try."

Soon Yuchi Baolin arranged for Kunlun Nu to throw away the stool and start practicing with the coffin.

In the beginning, the stool was carried on the shoulders. These people could not master the balance, and the stool often fell to the ground.

However, replacing the stool with a coffin requires the full coordination of these people.

Suddenly, it seemed that a qualitative change had taken place.

These people carried the coffin steadily.

When practicing those movements, I don't know how many times smoother than before.

These people seem to be born to do this job.

After replacing the stools with coffins, the coffins seemed to become their collective bond.

Completely liberated their nature.

These people played more and more, as if they had become a whole with the coffin.

Yuchi Baolin was dumbfounded when she saw this scene.

Fang Qi was stunned as he watched from the sidelines.

"This is the professional team I want!"

Fang Qi looked at these Kunlun slaves, and immediately felt that the strength of these people was really amazing.

The first time I used the coffin, I played so well. If I practiced more, wouldn't I be going to heaven?
"Pauline, you train them well and let them maintain this rhythm."

After Fang Qi said something to Yuchi Baolin, he went straight to find someone.

At this time, we need to get a set of clothes for these people and put them on, so that they look like a professional team.

Fang Qi quickly found a clothing store and asked them to design professional team clothes according to their own ideas.

At this time, it looks exactly like a professional team, from clothes and pants to hats, everything is available.

Fang Qi was finally satisfied.

For the matter of carrying the coffin, six Kunlun slaves were enough. At that time, ten younger brothers were found. It was because Fang Qi was worried that some of these people would not be able to learn this movement.

Now that worry is gone.

Fang Qi finally felt relieved and arranged six people into a professional team. The other four people found the best master for them and taught them how to play the suona.

Fang Qi also didn't expect that these Kunlun slaves were very sensitive to music. The four Kunlun slaves learned the suona in no time and played it with a very good sense of rhythm.

Listening to the rhythm of the suona, the six Kunlun slaves who carried the coffin became more passionate, their movements were more standard, and they were very shocking.

"Pretty!"

Fang Qi looked at these Kunlun slaves and said with emotion: "This is the professional team I want!"

Then, Fang Qi went directly to report to Li Shimin, and everything was ready.

Next, Li Shimin's cooperation is needed.

Li Shimin wanted revenge a long time ago.

For this kind of thing, he must be very cooperative, and he also wants to see if the surprise that Fang Qi prepared for him will work.

"Father, don't worry, I guarantee your satisfaction!"

Fang Qi said to Li Shimin: "I have planned the route, dug a big pit at the gate of Chang'an City, lit a blazing fire, put Jieli Khan in the coffin, and asked these Kunlun slaves to carry it, and walked from the gate of the imperial city to , walked along Zhuque Street to the gate of Chang'an City, threw Jieli Khan directly into the blazing fire, crushed his bones and scattered his ashes, to comfort the countless border people who died because of the Turks knocking the pass in recent years, as well as the border guards. And the sacrificed soldiers are in the spirit of heaven!"

"That's it!"

Without saying a word, Li Shimin directly approved Fang Qi's plan.

Soon Fang Qi got everything ready.

Fang Qi informed the people of the entire Chang'an City about these things, and explained everything to them.

This kind of thing spread quickly, and the city of Chang'an was full of wind and rain.

An exciting day has come, and Zhuque Street is crowded with people.

"Have you heard? His Majesty decided to crush Jieli Khan to ashes, to comfort the countless frontier people who died because of the Turkic persecution over the years, as well as the spirits of the soldiers who died guarding the border!"

"I heard that it is a punishment that we have never seen before, but this punishment is specifically aimed at the leaders of the foreign barbarians who have caused harm to Datang."

"Designed a punishment specially for Xieli Khan, this Jieli Khan really has a lot of face!"

"Don't worry about it. I heard that this punishment was designed by the son-in-law. It is said that it is quite ornamental."

"What's the point of watching a murder, it's definitely cruel."

"How many people did Jieli Khan kill in Tang Dynasty? So what if he was more cruel? The more cruel the better, this way he can deter the barbarians everywhere!"

"That's right! I heard that His Majesty has invited the envoys of foreign barbarians from the Sifang Pavilion to watch the punishment this time."

"Stop talking, it's started, shit! This..."

The people who came to watch the excitement were chatting at first, but suddenly it started, making these people stunned.

When have they seen this kind of scene?

"Put Ben Khan down! Ben Khan is a prairie eagle! It's against morality for you Tang to abuse Ben Khan like this!"

"What are you doing? Let Ben Khan go!"

"Ah! Stay away from me!"

Jieli Khan was thrown into the coffin. The coffin had no lid. Everyone could clearly see Jieli Khan dancing.

The six Kunlun slaves skillfully lifted the coffin, and it was useless to let Jieli Khan shout and scold.

The other four Kunlun slaves, holding suonas, soon blew the battle song.

The moment the battle song sounded, everyone fell silent.

(End of this chapter)