Datang: I was the champion in high school, but was persuaded to quit by the court

The emperor is high above, competing in the temple, weighing the gains and losses of a country, it is hard work.

The general public is low in the dust, and the mud-legged teenagers are fighting for their fate, and they are betting on the lives of their families.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Li Daozong knows the suffering of the emperor's brother, but the young man on the high platform has climbed for many years to get to the high position he is today.

At least when I saw him today, Li Daozong didn't have any hatred for Lin Hao, but only admired him from the bottom of his heart. If it wasn't for the emperor's brother here, what's the point of applauding instead of long live?

Of course, Li Shimin didn't know what was going on in Li Daozong's mind. At this moment, he had completely fallen into a dark pit, unable to extricate himself, his mind was full of humiliation and anger.

"Lin Hao, right?"

"I will definitely find out your identity!"

"Crazy ministers and thieves!"

"Don't give up!"

Li Shimin's eyes are tyrannical and resentful, he is the supreme emperor of the emperor, when did he suffer such humiliation, and was slapped in the face by tens of thousands of people in public, severely.

What Lin Hao deprived was not only the military exploits of Admiral Tiance, but also the support of the people in this barren land, and the face of the Datang royal family.

If there is a second Tuyuhun in the future, and Lin Hao gives an order to rebel, a group of humble children will overthrow the monopoly of the aristocratic family and overthrow the royal family's power, what should be done.

What scares Li Shimin the most is the white python on the top of the mountain behind the young man in the green shirt on the high platform.

"Inverted!"

"Reverse, reverse!"

"It's all reversed!"

"..."

Li Shimin gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, every word seemed to burst from the gap between his teeth, he was extremely angry.

Li Daozong looked helplessly at each other, the eyes of the emperor's brother were already blood red, his head was covered with cold sweat, his clenched arms had bulging veins, and he wondered if the sword in his hand could hold it with all his strength.

The emperor brother at this moment doesn't have half the appearance and bearing of an emperor, he is clearly a thug who was robbed of his beloved.

Li Daozong felt sorry for Qi Ran, lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, let's go back with the ministers!"

Li Shimin raised his head, stared coldly at the high platform ahead, and said, "No rush!"

"I want to take a good look!"

"What tricks does this kid have!"

"How many things can you take away from me!"

"..."

Li Daozong was completely defeated, and at the same time he silently lamented for Lin Hao twice.

In the eyes of his imperial brother, is it the king's land in the whole world? After all, Jiannan Road also belongs to the land of the Tang Dynasty. No matter how sorry the court is to the states, Lin Hao should not act like this.

What's more, Li Shimin's ambition is undoubtedly huge. Not to mention being an emperor through the ages, at least he must be ranked among the emperors of the Han family. How can he achieve his inner ambition?

Expansion of territory is naturally the best way, and by that time, perhaps it will really become the land of the king of the world.

Now Lin Hao appeared in front of his eyes, younger than himself, defeated Tuyuhun one step earlier than himself, and more popular than himself, all of this should belong to him!

Since Brother Huang didn't want to leave, Li Daozong saved himself a lot of trouble, put his mind away and continued to watch the ceremony ahead.

The elders of various ethnic groups in the city have come to the end of offering sacrifices to the ancestors of the heavens. From the moment they got up and retreated, Tuyuhun officially expanded into the territory of Jiannan Road, and all the people in the city belonged to the people of Jiannan Road.  …

When the elders all went to the rear to prepare, it was the turn of Hu merchants from all over the country, and merchants from all walks of life to present congratulatory gifts, not only to celebrate Tuyuhun, but also to celebrate Jiannan Road's annihilation of the Xianbei clan.

For those who are more transparent, they will prepare two congratulatory gifts, one for the aborigines of Tuyuhun and one for Jiannan Road.

If the previous ceremonies were all pure and simple feelings without any impurities, at this moment, the Hu merchants from all sides are taking turns to take the stage, most of them have the meaning of competing with each other. After all, who will occupy the bulk of the city's business in the future, today's performance is still certain affected.

The first one to take the stage was a caravan from the Western Regions. Two bearded bearded men, out of proportion to the beauties with slender waists behind them, presented the jewels from the Western Regions to Mr. Jiannan Daolin. Come be amazed.

Li Shimin looked at Gaotai, and said viciously: "It's not half the size of the jewelry that the Western Regions presented to me back then!"

Li Daozong really can't laugh or cry, he is not as big as you and still say it, Your Majesty, the sourness in his words is comparable to that of a pedantic scholar!

With the beginning of the Western Regions, the caravans in the rear are getting more and more generous, and they are afraid that they will be compared.

Some sent stone tools carved by Li in Northern Xinjiang, some sent high-level war horses in Xiliang, and some sent porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, and all kinds of strange and weird things, which were eye-opening.

There were even people who gave away beauties and slaves. Under Qin Yuyan's piercing gaze, Lin Hao refused with tears, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Other ordinary 1.4 gifts, no matter how much they are worth or what their significance is, Lin Hao accepts them one by one with a smile.

He also promised everyone that in the future Tuyuhun will open up business and trade, and they will treat everyone equally, and everyone is really kind.

This move undoubtedly raised the image of Saint Lin in the hearts of the people by a bit.

But no matter what to send, there is always a voice in the crowd, as low as a mosquito.

"It is not as strong as the stone tools sent to me by Beijiang!"

"Not as tall as the war horse that Xiliang sent me!"

"There is no famous calligraphy and painting sent to me!"

"There is no exquisite porcelain sent to me!"

"Without my beauty..."

"..."

Li Daozong next to him really wanted to cry but had no tears, the sour smell in the air couldn't bear it!  …

(Seek full order, ask for flowers, ask for evaluation, ask for support, thank you).

132: In front of His Majesty Lin, His Majesty Li is like a beggar【Please order】

Lin Hao on the high platform smiled happily!

Of course he didn't know, he had already been hated by the emperor of the Tang Dynasty without knowing it, and it was still the kind of hatred that would never die!

The jealousy in Li Shimin's eyes couldn't be concealed by the backs of tens of thousands of people, and Li Daozong beside him was shocked.

Once dignified as the emperor, what he wants is not something that is within reach.

What Li Shimin cared about, how could it be that mortal thing? What he cared about was living on the stage, with tens of thousands of people kneeling down below shouting long live Your Majesty. It would be even better if he added the prestige of "Tian Ke Han".

How daring a person is, how productive the land is, Li Shimin imagined himself standing on a high platform, wearing a golden dragon robe, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, until finally he yelled.

"it is good!"

As soon as this exclamation came out, Li Daozong trembled in fright and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, everyone's eyes are on the stage at this moment, and it will be the turn of the Tuyuhun tribes to come to the stage to present gifts. The Han family businessman was cheering for Master Lin, but he failed to attract any attention.

Li Shimin came back to his senses.

It wasn't me on the stage, and I wasn't wearing a dragon robe at the moment, only Li Daozong's strange and sad eyes that were full of affection.

That gaze seemed to be saying: "Your Majesty, what are you getting on your nerves?"

Li Shimin was a little embarrassed, 05's expression kept changing, and the emperor's face was embarrassing today.

Li Daozong looked at Brother Huang's expression that turned his face faster than a book, and hurriedly looked at his nose, nose and heart, with an expression that I didn't see anything.

The book turned another page, and from the corner of the eye, Brother Huang's face changed color again.

"It's all Lin Hao!"

"If he hadn't taken the credit from me!"

"How could I lose face in front of so many people!"

"I will kill Lin Hao!"

If Brother Huang was an ordinary person, he would definitely succeed in learning Sichuan Opera to change his face. This is the result that Li Daozong summed up in one day.

Just now, he was still righteous and awe-inspiring, not acknowledging his embarrassing appearance, and then he hated Lin Hao with a distorted expression, which is not so fast in Sichuan opera.

Li Daozong coughed twice, he was a little absent-minded about the ceremony in front of him, most of them were staring at Li Shimin from the corner of his eye, deeply caught in the face-changing Li Shimin who couldn't help himself.

Just imagine, when everyone was concentrating on watching the ceremony, suddenly there was a loud shout behind them.

"Everyone loves to be flat!"

Li Daozong is not afraid of other people's caring and foolish eyes, but he still has to care about the royal face of the emperor's brother to some extent.

On the high platform, Lin Hao stood for a long time, his feet were a little sore, but fortunately, it was about to end.

In the back, all the tribe elders from Tuyuhun had already stepped forward, followed by a cardamom girl with plain gauze, her hair tied up with various local jewelry.

She is barefoot in plain gauze, holding a khata that looks like a ribbon in her hand, and her steps are light and natural.

This kind of natural beauty without any impurities, like a fairy who was born suddenly, broke into the eyes of everyone, and attracted the amazement of business travelers from all over the world. The scene in front of them is enough to make this trip worthwhile.

The business travelers from all directions are guessing what a beautiful face is hidden under this veil, but the locals are not surprised. What they marvel at is not the girl's face, let alone her waist.

It's in the hands of the saint, that colorful touch!

"Oh my god! It's in the hands of the saint!"

"It's actually a colorful hada!"

"The seven-color hada has never been given away to anyone!"

"But let me tell you!"

"If you give it to Mr. Lin, you will be worthy!"

"that's true!"

"Master Lin is worthy of this colorful hada!"

"..."

Hada, a sacred object of the Tuyuhun aborigines, has different colors representing different meanings.

If you are not a local, it is difficult to understand the meaning of the colorful hada.

Before the crowd had finished their discussions, the elders of the various ministers had already stepped forward and presented the red deer-style gold seal enshrined by Xianbei for generations, as well as the territory map in their hands, to Lord Lin whom they respected one by one. .

Then the elders stepped forward and hung the red khata in their hands around their necks for the three generals behind Lin Hao, that is, the descendants of Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, and Huang Zhong.

"Dear three guests, the red khata represents the guardian of the earth, I hope the three guests must accept it, don't be disgusted!"

The three of them hurriedly thanked each other with sincerity.

When the three of them retreated, people finally saw the beautiful girl slowly walking forward on the high platform, coming to Lin Hao, and said softly like a bell: "Master Lin, in our clan, the seven-colored hada is a gift to the gods. , has never been sent to an ordinary person."

"Today, Minnv represents all the clans and presents it to the Lord!"

Under the high platform, everyone turned pale with shock. It was equivalent to Lin Hao being a god among the various clans of Tuyuhun. Such an honor was too enviable.

"Lord Lin deserves it!"

"Yup!"

"Master Lin is the god in our hearts!"

"This is what Master Lin deserves!"

"..."

Amidst the noise, Li Shimin received a blow to the head. He felt his brain buzzing non-stop. He couldn't even stand still. Li Daozong hurried forward to support him, and asked anxiously, "Your Majesty..."

On the high platform, Lin Hao's expression was slightly condensed, he let out a breath, and said, "This thing is too expensive, I am ashamed to accept it!"

"What's more, since it is a sacred object of the nobles, it should be enshrined by good people!"

Hearing Lin Hao's words, the saint became anxious, and immediately gritted her teeth, crying slightly: "Your Excellency, do you despise our clan?"

After seeing Lin Hao shaking his head, the saint said again: "Then be sure to accept it!"

"In the hearts of our clan, the adults are gods!"

"It's Tian Kehan ​​in this world!"

After the holy woman said so, the elders behind him and the people in the audience should follow the ceremony to persuade: "Master Lin, please accept it!"

"Master Lin is in our hearts, Tian Kehan!"

"Yes! Master Lin is Tian Kehan!"