Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Yuchi Jingde touched his chin: "Do you mean there is dirt in this circle on the map?"

The judge who witnessed everything was dumbfounded: "General, he probably means that the circle is where we are now."

The judge suddenly remembered something, took out the booklet and flipped through it. He hurriedly found the page.

"hic?"

Prince William pointed his finger to the sky, trembling, feeling like he was seeing a relative: "Hic! Jus! Jus!"

Yuchi Jingde gritted his teeth and said, "Hey, what is Heju Asi? This ghost guy's words are really hard to understand. What a dog basket thing!"

The judge started flipping through his translation booklet again, but couldn't find it. Finally, he found the meaning of jus in the second word on the first page - "Yes, correct."

Yuchi Jingde leaned forward to the judge with his hands on his hips: "Oh yo yo yo oh yo yo, oh yo yo, you have been fooled. Hey, the young man is very capable now."

The judge was famous among the Tianwei Army for being expressionless and dead-like. This time, Yuchi Jingde made him blush in a strange way.

Yuchi Jingde almost knocked the judge down with a slap: "Why are you blushing so hard? Why don't you ask him quickly, where the hell did he come from!"

The judge pulled up a chair and sat down, put the pamphlet aside, took out another one, and started translating.

"Hmm... um... How do you pronounce De quo oriundus es?"

Prince William felt dizzy. Seeing that he didn't respond, the judge read the sentence two more times. Prince William's facial expression became distorted.

"Ah! De quo oriundus es!"

Prince William finally understood what the judge meant by comparing the crooked words written by the judge and the pronunciation of the words.

Prince William put two sheepskins together and pointed to a pattern similar to a city district: "Hic! Jieli!"

Yuchi Jingde came over holding his nose: "Why does this kid still have an accent?"

Yuchi Jingde compared the approximate location. The convoy drove over. The road was relatively flat. If the process went smoothly, it would take about half a month.

"Little Judge, where is the boundary here?"

The judge scratched his face: "I haven't learned anything, either? The gang leader may know, I'll go find him right now!"

Yuchi Jingde grabbed the judge's collar and said, "You are talking nonsense in broad daylight. What kind of hammer does he know? He can barely handle his condiments. He knows where this is?"

The judge was immediately choked: "Ahem, cough, damn! Apart from cooking every day, the boss just reads the various maps left by the young master. He always loves to read those, really!"

Yuchi Jingde let go: "Then why don't you go and invite someone over? Also, tell him that I want to eat red braised beef rice noodles with pickles tonight."

The judge turned back while running: "Old Duan's kimchi is just like his precious son, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat it!"

The judge soon brought Lao Duan over, along with a small box. Compared with Lao Duan's figure, the box looked like a woman's makeup box for powder.

The gang leader, Lao Duan, smiled when he came up: "General, general, the young one is here. I brought you kimchi, please take a look."

Yuchi Jingde pinched the small box in Lao Duan's hand with three fingers, and carefully opened the lid. Inside lay three slices of sour and crisp lotus white, a section of pickled ginger, and five slices of sour radish as thin as cicada wings.

"Forget it, do you know where this place is? Get out of here now, I'm tired of it."

Lao Duan walked to the map and looked at it for a long time, scratching his head and head. Yuchi Jingde saw him like this and nudged him to the side of the judge.

"Hey, is this what you said he can do? He can do anything!"

Lao Duan suddenly pointed at the map: "We are here on the map, right? This is the Khazar Khanate. It was probably established by the group of Western Turks who fled before, but it is probably still in civil strife."

When Yuchi Jingde heard the word "Turk", his eyes immediately gleamed. When the old guys went out to fight the Mobei Jieli tribe, he could only go to fight against Goguryeo, and the battle with the Turks was over.

"How about taking down the Turks first?"

Here, just when Yuchi Jingde had the idea of ​​taking over the Khazar Khanate and wanted to beat the Turks hard, Li Shimin received an outrageous victory in Chang'an.

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Li Shimin looked at the letter in his hand, then put it aside. After a while, he couldn't help but pick it up and read it again. Wang De was very irritable when he saw Li Shimin.

"Your Majesty, what difficulties have you encountered? Could it be the war in the north..."

Zhang Ananda was responsible for the military telegram. Wang De didn't know the content, so he had to ask blindly.

Li Shimin didn't say anything, just looked at Wang De. Wang De was so frightened that Wang De was about to kneel down, but Li Shimin slapped him in the face.

Wang De was immediately frightened and knelt down: "Your Majesty, this old slave is scared!"

Li Shimin was not angry but happy: "Hey...ha, it really hurts. What are you afraid of? Hahahahaha!"

As soon as Wang De saw that something was wrong with Li Shimin, he ran out directly. Li Shimin couldn't stop shouting. Ten minutes later, all the harems were gathered, and everyone in the hospital who could breathe came. The hospital running at the front was looking at the life and death of the tigers. Nothing happened. Li Shimin looked confused.

Just when Li Shimin was about to ask what was going on, Su Wei came with Sun Simiao: "I heard that His Majesty was suddenly ill, so I came over to have a look. When I saw that His Majesty's face was glowing red, something good seemed to have happened. There was no illness at all, so I left first. .”

Empress Changsun walked quickly to Sun Simiao: "Sun Shenxian is here, please give His Majesty a safe pulse, just to put my mind at ease, okay?"

Sun Simiao could not escape the Han people's ultimate killing weapon, "Everyone is here". He turned around and walked quickly into the Ganlu Hall. He didn't even take the pulse pillow, but directly put his hand on Li Shimin's wrist.

"Your Majesty is in good health, and his body is much better than ordinary people. However, great joy and sorrow will always affect the heart, so it is better to be normal."

Li Shimin was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Sun Shenxian, I'm really fine. I'm just happy to have good news, so..."

After Sun Simiao was sent away, the doctors in the imperial hospital looked at each other, as did the concubines in the harem. They all burst into tears when they entered the Manlu Palace. Now that your majesty is fine, should you cry or not?

The chief of the hospital waved his sleeves and said: "Nothing happened! Stop the team! I have already said that His Majesty's health is far beyond ordinary people, how could something go wrong? But Mr. Lu and Mr. Wu heard that His Majesty was ill and almost died when he ran so fast. Sent away."

Li Shimin sighed and waved his hand to the hospital: "Go, go, go, Dr. Lu and Dr. Wu are old. They should become officials. They will receive future subsidies according to the highest level of the hospital, and they will be blessed for three generations."

The hospital staff blinked at the two old doctors: "Thank you for your magnanimity, your majesty!"