Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Yuchi Baoqi saw Wei Yongyi and Rencuo in the military camp. Rencuo turned around and saw his young master and rushed over to hug Yuchi Baoqi.

"Master! You're not hurt! Why didn't you send someone back to Songzhou City to report your victory?" Rencuo looked up and down Yuchi Baoqi's body with tears in his eyes.

Wei Yongyi moved over slowly step by step, grabbed Yuchi Baoqi's shoulders and shook him vigorously.

"Tell me why you didn't send the message! Why didn't you send the message! Do you want me to die?" Wei Yongyi's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a non-mainstream decadent middle-aged man.

"Stop shaking it, I'm going to vomit if I shake it any more, vomit... Damn it, I've been saying it all day and night, I'm sure I won't be blamed for taking the blame. Where's my dad?" Yuchi Baoqi was about to be shaken. Wei Yongyi used brute force to shake Huang away.

"Master! It's not good! The master and Lord Su are blowing bubbles in the room!" A soldier of the Tianwei Army rushed over to report.

Yuchi Baoqi rushed to his father's barracks with the tearful Rencuo and the half-dead Wei Yongyi. As soon as he kicked in the door and entered, he saw his father and Cheng Yaojin blowing bubbles there.

Cheng Chuliang also heard that he was brought to the barracks by his own soldiers. He saw that Yuchi Baoqi was very determined, and Brother Bao had a clever plan.

"Ah Liang, do you think these two old guys should be taught a lesson because they work hard and drink alcohol every day?" Yuchi Baoqi asked Cheng Chuliang with his hands on his hips.

"You can't. After all, we are the ones here, so we don't dare. The first thing my father did when he woke up was to reshape me." Cheng Chu shook his head like a rattle.

"Yes, you are right. If you hit my dad, it would be much better if I hit your dad, and I wouldn't feel guilty." Yuchi Baoqi stared at the two drunken geniuses and was furious.

"Look, A Liang, aim at this place. This is the human stomach. One punch will keep your father and my father's vomiting clean and dry." Yuchi Baoqi pointed at the left middle part of his father's abdomen and said. ,

"Is this really going to be like this? It's better for me to beat my own father, otherwise our brothers will have nothing to do." Cheng Chuliang was also very open-minded. His left hand supported Cheng Yaojin, and his right hand was ready to greet his father's stomach.

Yuchi Baoqi also put on his posture and counted down loudly: "Three! Two! One!"

Cheng Chuliang rounded his arms and punched Cheng Yaojin until he vomited out, leaving vomit all over the floor.

Cheng Chuliang saw that his side was going well, and turned to look at Brother Bao with a smile. He couldn't stop laughing.

"Brother Bao? Why didn't you fight?" Cheng Chuliang was confused.

Yuchi Baoqi spread his hands helplessly: "I didn't ask you to hit me when I counted three to two to one. You hit me before I even called you to hit me. Why did you do this to me?"

Cheng Chuliang also felt regretful. Why didn't he follow Yuchi Baoqi's instructions? "Brother Bao, let's do this. You count down one more time, and I will never get away with this one."

"No, your father has woken up. It looks like you won't survive for a few more days. I'll burn some more paper for you during Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival. Pay attention in the next life." Yuchi Baoqi pointed behind him.

"Okay, it's okay, Brother Bao. Remember to burn two pieces of paper for my sister to come down. I'm not married yet." Cheng Chuliang had already looked away. He was really tired of destroying whatever he wanted.

Cheng Yaojin felt dizzy and let the soldiers help him leave Yuchi Jingde's camp. At the same time, he asked the soldiers to tie up Cheng Chuliang and kneel in front of his bed. Before leaving, Cheng Yaojin pointed at Yuchi Baoqi. point.

"When you two are on the same side, I've been really unlucky for eight lifetimes!" Cheng Yaojin was supported by his own soldiers and he didn't forget to complain about the father and son.

Yuchi Baoqi took off all his father's clothes, leaving only his trousers.

"Come here, take my dad to the square. The weather is pretty good now, so he won't be affected by the cold." Yuchi Baoqi was really annoyed that her dad couldn't drink enough, but he was good at food and loved to play.

Su Lie was a little worried: "You said that after the master wakes up, will you be beaten, young master?"

"Being beaten? I've already arrived in Songzhou City. Why should I be beaten? By the way, Rencuo, where is Rencuo?" Yuchi Baoqi greeted.

"Here he is, the young master is here. What's wrong?" Rencuo squeezed out from the crowd of soldiers.

"You go to Songtsan Gampo. You are now the city lord of Luoye City, and you are responsible for controlling all the people's livelihood issues in Luoye City. Everything will follow the template of Songzhou City. Except for Tianwei Army and Qianniu Guard, everything else in Luoye City is not under your control. It's under your control, even a sheep will have to obey you." Yuchi Baoqi said to Rencuo.

"Master, no, how big is Songzhou City? This Luoye City is at least as big as ten Songzhou cities, and there are many people. There are many prisoners of war, this, this, is not possible." Rencuo refused quickly.

"Ariel, strip him naked, tie him up, and throw him next to my father to keep him company." Yuchi Baoqi was too lazy to talk nonsense.

"No problem, Brother Di." Su Lie rolled up his sleeves and was about to go take care of Ren Cuo.

"Stop! I am the Lord of Luoye City, and everything in the city is under my control. Who are you! Back off!" Rencuo straightened his back immediately and glared at Su Lie.

"You can't change your face in Sichuan Opera, so do it well. In addition, the policy for prisoners of war is mainly to be gentle, but the most vicious ones should be carefully screened. Do you hear if they step on the sewing machine and make it smoke?" Yuchi Baoqi also said I wanted to see how Songtsen Gampo was doing, so I didn't stay any longer.

Not long after, Songtsan Gampo saw Yuchi Baoqi riding a horse to the field ridge here. Songtsan Gampo quickly went to lead the horse for him.

"Why are you so polite? The majestic King of Tubo will lead my horse for me?" Yuchi Baoqi patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

"You are really amazing. This sandy soil is of no use to us at all. If you say you can grow that kind of cold melon, then you can really grow it! Look, they have sprouted. I read in your book that the seedlings will start to sprout soon." Zangampo looked rustic, but his eyes exuded an incomparable light, a kind of hope for the future.

"Cotton, cold melons, carrots, peppers, grapes, and onions can all be grown. When I go to Lingnan and go to the sea, I will get you peppers, potato seeds, and tomatoes!" Yuchi Baoqi was also very excited, He was really fed up with the singleness of Datang's dining table.

"Although I don't understand, I am greatly shocked. You said you are going to Lingnan, can I go? But there are still many things to be planted here, and land and minerals need to be planned. I really want to go." Songtsan Qian Bu was excited but also a little frustrated.

"This time I have set up the framework of people's livelihood, economy, and military, and you can fill them in. This is the beautiful picture and prospect of our people's autonomy in the Western Regions. When the time comes, I will ask Li Tai, the fourth prince of the Tang Dynasty, to come here, and he He has infinite desire for farming, so he will be very happy to have him come here." Yuchi Baoqi explained his future plans.