Dreaming Back to Chang'an City 014 Tang Ping's Identity

Style: Historical Author: Muchen YuanzhiWords: 2410Update Time: 24/01/12 16:53:54
"Somebody come!"

In the wounded soldiers' camp, Li Da watched Doctor Wang instructing other doctors while giving medicine to the wounded soldiers.

"Send people to surround the Li Zhengfang. No one is allowed to enter except with a warrant from me, His Majesty, or King Zhao."

"Then all the people in Lizhengfang were moved out quietly for me."

"Brother, are you afraid?"

"That's right, Your Majesty, don't forget, we still don't know who killed Pingyang back then. Since he is Pingyang's descendant, we must ensure his safety."

"Hmm~" Li Er shook his head: "That's it, we can't make such a big show of it. We must know that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the open. The more we pay attention to him, the more dangerous he may be. This is why I said not to fight with him for the time being. The reason why he recognized each other!"

"Then just leave it alone?" Li was anxious.

"I have inquired with Li Jing about the two veterans around him. They are both elite soldiers and have no problem with their lives. I will try to find a way to keep them with him, and then we will lend Shanghe Village to him with Li Jing's help. "

"There is our Imperial Mansion next to Shanghe Village. We can place people from the Secret Intelligence Department in the Imperial Mansion to protect it secretly. Not far away is the main camp of Zhenyuan Camp. If there is really danger, the Secret Intelligence Department can fire an arrow and Zhenyuan Camp will be destroyed in an instant. Available."

"That's okay!" Li Da thought for a while, but he really couldn't show it too obviously.

Shanghe Village is not crowded to begin with, and the villagers inside know each other well, so it is easy for outsiders to be discovered when they enter.

Moreover, the defense strength of Huangzhuang next to Shanghe Village is not weak. There are two veterans of hundreds of battles inside, and the Huangzhuang garrison and Zhenyuan Camp are outside. As long as Tang Ping's true identity is not exposed, there will indeed not be much danger.

As for Tang Ping claiming to be a descendant of an immortal, it is not a big problem. In today's world, there are not many people who claim to be descendants of an immortal, but they are just clowns who pretend to be gods and ghosts and want to gain some benefits in this world.

With them in front, Tang Ping's claim to be a descendant of the immortal would not seem shocking.

As for whether what Tang Ping said was true or false, the three brothers really didn't care that much. It was good if it was true, but it didn't matter if it was false, as long as they knew it was their nephew.

The next morning, the Tang army who was chasing the Xiongnu army turned back. They beheaded countless people along the way. The Xiongnu army they killed lost their helmets and armor. The most important thing was that Jili Khan was beheaded under his horse.

"Hahaha, Yuchi Heitan, what are you talking about? Compared with me, old Cheng, you are just a stick!" At the gate of the city, Cheng Zhijie laughed loudly on his horse while carrying a wooden box.

The strong man with a face as black as coal next to him was Yuchi Heitan and Yuchi Gong in his mouth. He originally wanted to say a few words, but when he saw Li Er and others approaching, he got off his horse and saluted with his hands in hand.

"No need to be polite!" Li Er waved, then looked at Cheng Zhijie: "Is it really auspicious?"

Cheng Zhijie knelt down on one knee and held up the wooden box with both hands: "But it is this thief. I saw him and His Majesty during the last alliance. There is nothing wrong with him!"

"Okay!" Li Er also laughed boldly: "Such a treacherous person should be punished for his crime, but I, the great Tang Dynasty, cannot be too unreasonable. After sewing up his body, hand it back to the Turks! "

"Yes, I will arrange for someone to send his body back to his eldest son, Mo Jilian."

"Wait a minute, who said we should give it to his eldest son, Mo Jilian?" Li Er smiled slightly: "I think it would be better to give it to his younger son, Bukhan!"

After Li Er finished speaking, a man who looked like a civil servant next to him raised his hand and said: "Your Majesty is wise, Ji Li has just died, and the Turkic dragons are leaderless. If nothing happens, Mojilian is likely to inherit the throne."

"But if this auspicious gift is given to Bukhan and it is announced that Bukhan will inherit the throne as the Khan after leaving a last word before his death, then the Turks will inevitably be in chaos."

"Haha, Xuanling, I'm afraid you have thought of this plan a long time ago, otherwise you wouldn't have said to me just now that you remember that Geely seems to have a young son named Bahan. So you don't have to flatter me like this!"

After Li Er finished speaking, he waved his hand: "Today the whole army has contributed a lot. Tonight each person has half a catty of wine and half a catty of meat. Let's eat and drink to our heart's content!"

Anyway, this time the Turks came to attack Chang'an, but they brought a lot of beef as military rations. These cattle and sheep could not escape when the Turk army was defeated, and they were all taken by the Tang army.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, how should Tang Ping reward him~" Li Da asked softly in Li Er's ear. You must know that if the first victory in this battle is said to be Tang Ping's.

"Hmm~ It's better not to be too public. Even his achievements must be kept secret. In this way, you send Li Jing to deliver some mutton, and then I will think about how to reward him!"

"Just give me some mutton and send it away?" Li San looked at Li Er with wide eyes: "Second brother is so stingy!"

"Third brother, don't panic. He is the only son of the second sister and our nephew. Can I really treat him badly? But I can't make it public now. I will remember all the credit!"

Of the three brothers, the third one was the straight-talking one who liked to talk good and bad, which made him understand Tang Ping's current situation.

Only the three brothers know about this matter now, and Li Jing can probably guess it, but naturally he won't talk too much.

"Little brother, you are the first to win today's victory. Your Majesty will reward the three armies. Here is some good mutton. As for the wine, to be honest, I'm sorry for you~ The ones in the convenience store are far inferior, so I didn't give them to you, bro. you bring."

When Li Jing came to Tang Ping's convenience store, a soldier handed a large piece of lamb leg to Du Laosan.

"General Li, you're welcome!" In fact, Tang Ping didn't care whether today's contribution was great or not. He had no intention of living here at all. So what if he sealed the wolf in Xu?

If possible, he only hopes that these contributions can be exchanged for the system's time and space energy, allowing him to go home as soon as possible.

Because Li Jing had to go to the palace to attend the celebration banquet, he casually said a few words and asked Du Laosan to protect Tang Ping's safety, then turned and left.

Du Laosan took the mutton and said a little strangely: "In the army of the Tang Dynasty, we are very particular about rewards and punishments. Why didn't my little brother even invite you to the celebration banquet today for your unparalleled achievements?"

Tang Ping didn't care about the celebration banquet, but looking at Du Laosan's appearance, he smiled and said, "What? Lao Du wants to go to the celebration banquet?"

"I don't want to!" Lao Du shook his head honestly: "I'm afraid His Majesty has never enjoyed the food and drinks I've eaten and drank at my little brother's place these past few days. I'm not stupid, hehehehe!"

After speaking, he raised the mutton in his hand and said, "Little brother, how do you deal with this meat?"

"No one invites us to the celebration banquet, let's eat mutton hot pot by ourselves tonight!" Anyway, in Tang Ping's image, mutton is nourishing, and Lao Cui is still injured, so it would be just right to eat some mutton and drink some mutton soup.

"Hot pot?" Lao Du was confused: "What is this hot pot?"

"You'll find out later!" Speaking of which, Tang Ping hadn't had hot pot for a long time, so he found the mandarin duck pot from the warehouse at the back, and took the induction cooker from the kitchen upstairs.

Then he directed Xiao Luo and Du Laosan.

"This is canned luncheon meat. It's similar to ham sausage, but more delicious. Xiaoluo, you pull the ring and the lid will open!"

"Xiao Luo, these are kelp and fungus. Use that pot to boil some water and soak them for a while!"

"Lao Du, have you removed the mutton bones? Put them in the pot to make soup first!"

"Okay, little brother, your knife is so good!" Du Laosan held the Sanliren kitchen knife and couldn't put it down.

"This thing is a kitchen knife. Why are you thinking about that thing?" Looking at him, Tang Ping couldn't laugh or cry, and then said: "If I have a chance in the future, I will give you a knife. Well, it should be unedged, but steel It’s definitely better than what you have here.”

"Hey, little brother, what about me? Let me tell you, my sword skills are better than Du Laosan's!" Cui Qi shouted while lying on the recliner on the side.

"Go away, if I had been here a few days ago, those Turkic descendants would have been beaten like sons by me!"

"Shit, I already beat those Turkic grandsons that day until they looked like my grandsons!"

"Cui Qi, you took advantage of me? Do you have the guts to challenge me?"

"Come here, don't think I'm afraid of you just because I'm injured!"