All the members are in love with the group, and the cub is causing trouble in the Tang Dynasty.

Li Yuanjing, who was very close to them, quickly stepped forward, and the guards also rushed over with their swords drawn.

Yang Hu can be selected as the emperor's guard, and his martial arts skills are naturally first-rate.

He picked up the child and dodged to the side, but suddenly he fell to the ground as if he was struck by lightning.

Yuan Yuan rolled on the ground and was picked up by Li Yuanjing.

The guards stepped forward to restrain Yang Hu.

Yang Hu's veins were forced out by the pain, but his heart was filled with sadness. He couldn't do anything for his young master with his life.

"Why...why!!!"

After the death of the Sui Dynasty, he was full of grief and anger, but failed to accomplish anything.

He looked at the little girl. King Zhao had no regard for his own safety and wanted to save her first. The personal guards of King Zhao also considered the safety of the young child first, instead of protecting the lord immediately, so they must have been ordered to do so.

As expected, I thought correctly. The little girl was indeed different to the Li family.

He was just one step away from using that young boy to lure the Li Tang royal family to the place where he buried the black powder.

Black gunpowder was discovered by Taoist priests and alchemists when the Lord ordered people to refine the "elixir". Using a combination of sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal, a giant cauldron can be blown into pieces.

He has guarded this secret for many years. No one knows about this powerful weapon, and everyone who knows about it is dead.

It's a pity that it didn't happen.

Why did God bring him to this point of despair? If the Lord knew that he was so useless... If he could do it all over again, it would be better for him to die together with the Lord, the same family and country.

"I dreamed that Jiangnan was good, and the expedition to Liao was also accidental. But the color is still there, and I can only leave this year..."

Yang Hu had tears in his eyes and was taken away unwillingly.

Li Yuanjing patted the dirt on the little baby's body and saw that her face was calm, so he thought she was scared out of her wits.

He picked up the little guy and patted his back: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Yuan Yuan said "Yeah": "I'm not afraid, I'm the daughter of a great hero!"

She wrinkled her chubby face: "I gave him candy, why are you still arresting me?"

He also muttered, "I don't even have enough to eat, can I have it back?"

Li Yuanjing: "..."

"How did you know he was going to catch you?"

Yuan Yuan looked at him as if he were an idiot: "My grandma told me, don't think that children are young, in fact they know everything!"

Li Yuanjing: "..."

It was just that the other person's expression showed a flaw.

Li Shimin quickly received the news. He thought the rebels would take action on the way back to the palace, but he did not expect that they would sneak into the Forbidden Army.

All the twelve guards of the Forbidden Army were purged after he ascended the throne. It was impossible for him to let people from the former crown prince or even the Supreme Emperor mix with the Forbidden Army.

How did that person escape the purge?

After Yuan Yuan experienced this incident, she lost some interest and lay down on her "little BMW" to chat with her father in the system.

"But why did that person want to avenge...avenge...after the emperor died?"

The old father took over the words: "The grace of knowing someone."

Yuan Yuan nodded: "Yeah, yeah, why?"

Although Yuan Meng felt that the friendship in the hearts of ancient Chinese people was not conducive to survival in the interstellar world, he still said to the cub: "People will never forget the people who helped them when they were desperate."

"Back then, he was unable to save his old master and allowed him to die miserably. He was tortured in his heart. He has never been able to take revenge and achieve self-salvation. Now that he has the opportunity, he can do something, even if it means sacrificing his life, he will have no hesitation."

But the Chinese spirit that has been passed down for thousands of years is not that stupid and selfish kind of loyalty.

It is the soul of China that is immortal and the national justice that lasts forever.

There are people behind you to protect, and you know you will die without retreating; when you are in a desperate situation, you would rather cut off your head than bend your knees; this is my territory, and the size cannot be tolerated; it is the person who stands up in adversity and has the power to turn the tide. Have the ambition to move forward with a heavy load.

Yuan Yuan tilted her head and looked at her father. Sadness slowly appeared on Xiao Yuan's face, which seemed to understand. "Yuan Yuan also has times when she is particularly desperate."

The old father thought about the two days when contact was lost and the little guy was bullied at the palace banquet, and he cried bitterly.

He felt uncomfortable, and just as he was about to comfort him, the cub sighed and said: "When I was one year and one hundred and forty-eight days old, my father confiscated my meat sticks and beat me. I was so desperate at the time!! !”

Yuan Meng: "..."

He just patted his daughter's butt gently after she had eaten the meat sticks for three people, and confiscated the remaining snacks.

Ancient Huaxia’s principles are not all useless, at least the phrase “poor parents in the world” is quite true.

He kissed his daughter's chubby face and said, "It's dad's fault."

Yuan Yuan was so happy that she twisted her little body and kissed her father on the face: "I have forgiven my father a long time ago. In this world, Yuan Yuan loves my father the most!!!"

The father and daughter here love each other, and He Fan, who stayed behind in East Turkestan and peeked at the cub's daily life, was sore that his teeth were sore.

The whistling north wind of East Turkestan blew into the heart of this lonely old man with no children.

Yuan Yuan chatted with her father for a while, became happy again, and went out to play with Li Yuanjing.

"Uncle Rokuro, let's eat beggar's chicken!!!"

***

Yuchi Jingde was not very happy at the moment.

He and Cheng Yaojin tracked their prey, but every time they were found first by the old man Hou Junji.

He could not scold His Majesty, but the needle in his heart had already pricked Hou Junji into a hedgehog.

The thought of barking like a dog and calling that person "Sir" makes me feel confused.

He sighed, thinking that the little boy must be looking forward to him returning with a lot of prey. If he knew that he lost, he would probably cry.

Cheng Yaojin was also a little anxious: "I said, you two have a bet, it has nothing to do with me, right? I don't need to imitate the barking of a dog, right?"

His horse also snorted irritably, and Cheng Yaojin shouted even louder: "If I bark like a dog, my coffin boards, Aye and Aweng, won't be able to hold them down, and my legs will be broken when they come out. I want more So shameful..."

Yuchi Jingde interrupted him impatiently: "Who doesn't have any ancestors anymore? You're just nagging here. Why don't you ask your ancestors to drive us some prey?"

Cheng Yaojin pulled out the sword from his waist: "I will kill you first, and then I will ask my ancestors..."

Yuchi Jingde was shocked and quickly galloped forward: "Cheng Zhijie! Don't be impulsive!! Internal strife will only..."

After running for a while, he suddenly stopped his horse.

Cheng Yaojin caught up later and said, "Why don't you run away? I've already agreed with my Cheng family ancestors in my heart..."

He also stopped his horse.

In the pasture in front, a dozen wild wolves stood facing the wind.

Yuchi Jingde nocked the arrow and said: "Which ancestor are you asking for? Go back and burn more sticks of incense."

Cheng Yaojin also drew his bow: "I didn't expect that I, Aweng, who always trained me when I was alive, would be willing to protect me after my death."

Just as the arrow was shot, the two of them flew over.