In the towering building, Li Xuan, who had put on a golden armor, was sitting on the seat with a relaxed expression.
On both sides below, dozens of envoys from various countries sat respectfully on both sides.
"Reporting to the prince, it has been verified that the Fuyuan crossbow arrows used by the assassins were homemade by the thieves. The entire wooden bird is a modified self-made Fuyuan crossbow." Di Renjie, the prime minister of Dali Temple in dark green official clothes, stood in the center of the hall, with a look on his face. Looking at Li Xuan solemnly.
The drawings of Fu Yuannu were leaked. Although Di Renjie did not say this clearly, the direction of the investigation was basically in this direction.
The shrewd envoys from various countries present quickly realized this.
"The flying Fuyuan Crossbow is quite interesting." Li Xuan said this, and the eyes of many envoys present suddenly lit up.
Although the Fuyuan Crossbow is good, the flying Fuyuan Crossbow is truly a rare item.
Li Xuan smiled faintly, and then said: "Crossbow arrows are easy to make, and they can be made by copying them; crossbows can also be assembled and modified with discarded crossbows from various cities and towns. It is not difficult. The key point is the bow string. If I remember correctly, even if If it is abandoned in the prefecture or county, the bow string will be removed first and then hidden. Now it is obviously a bow string made by someone. The craftsmanship and materials inside are far beyond what ordinary people can get. If you follow this line to check, you will always find it. Something can be gained.”
After Li Xuan finished speaking, the expressions of many envoys present suddenly dimmed.
Li Xuan is right, the key is not the drawings, but the production.
Drawings are always dead things. The materials, craftsmanship, and processes involved in the production will all be ruined if there is even the slightest mistake.
This kind of thing cannot be achieved at all without the backing of strong national power.
In this world, there are only two countries that really have the power to create such a thing, Tang and Tubo.
However, it is a pity that Tubo did not have the blueprints and did not know the craftsmanship. Although it had the ability to obtain enough materials, it could not make the Fuyuan Crossbow.
Di Renjie stood in the center of the hall, his expression still solemn, his brows serious, and he raised his hands and was about to say something, but he still reacted to Li Xuan's words: "Your Majesty is wise."
Li Xuan waved her hand and said nonchalantly: "Qianniuwei has a list of suspects. You should go and investigate with Qianniuwei immediately to see who moved tonight."
"No!" Di Renjie handed over his hand, without any hesitation, and immediately turned around and walked away. After turning around, there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.
The hall immediately fell silent, but everyone's eyes fell on Li Xuan.
"Here, pour the wine!" Li Xuan waved back, and a Jinwu guard immediately stepped forward and filled the glass cup in front of Li Xuan again.
Li Xuan raised the wine glass, looked at the firelight, looked at the wine swaying inside, and said softly: "Grape wine luminous cup, everyone, tonight I encourage you, drink wine, enjoy the lanterns, and watch a particularly exciting fight. This Shangyuan Ye, the king’s hospitality is quite considerate, right?”
"Your Majesty has taken good care of me, and I feel at home." Zabala stood up holding the wine glass, cupped his hands towards Li Xuan and said: "Foreign ministers are here to pay homage to the King, and wish the King a long life, and wish the Tang Dynasty a long life. !”
"I wish your Majesty a long life, and I wish the Tang Dynasty a long life." All the envoys in the hall stood up and sincerely raised their hands to Li Xuan.
Long live Qianqiu, Li Xuan sighed in her heart.
That is to say, today is the New Year, and nobles and common people can use it to celebrate the second year of longevity. Otherwise, the name of trespassing will have been slapped on his head.
Li Xuan stood up slowly, held the wine glass forward, and said, "That's it for tonight. I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival and good health, please!"
"Please!" All the envoys raised their glasses and drank it down with Li Xuan.
Li Xuan turned sideways and looked at Ma Wei, who was on one side, and said softly: "Ma Shucheng, please see everyone off on my behalf."
"Here!" Ma Wei immediately stood up and said to the many envoys, "Everyone, please!"
Many envoys present returned the salute to Ma Wei, then turned to Li Xuan and bowed deeply before turning around and leaving.
When the last envoy turned around, Li Xuan turned sideways and said: "Pour the wine! Play the piano!"
The crisp sound of the piano sounded instantly. Li Xuan sat down, holding the wine in the glass cup in his hand, shaking it gently by the candlelight, and then whispered: "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink, play the pipa immediately. Don't lie drunk on the battlefield." laugh……"
Many envoys who had already left the palace and those who had not yet left the palace suddenly turned around in shock.
In the main hall, Li Xuan drank the wine in the glass and whispered again: "Don't laugh, Lord, who is lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times...how many people have returned!"
The word "Hui" has a peculiar ending sound, accompanied by a sudden high pitched sound, echoing back and forth throughout the hall, making people shudder and feel horrified.
Li Xuan stared at the Tubo envoy Zabala among the crowd with sharp eyes, leaning forward with murderous intent.
Zabala's mouth was extremely bitter. He bowed deeply to Li Xuan again, then ignored everyone and immediately turned around and left.
Many of the envoys present looked at Li Xuan in awe, and finally collectively handed over their hands, and then slowly left.
Their ears seemed to be constantly echoing the words: "Jun Moxiao, lying drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times...how many people have returned!"
…
After leaving the Towering Tower, several officials from Honglu Temple immediately greeted him, and then invited Zabala into a carriage.
The carriage moved slowly and headed in the direction of Honglu Temple again.
The other envoys from various countries, including the envoy of Silla, were allowed to move freely in the city tonight, but he was the only one who was required to return to the Honglu Temple Guest House immediately after the banquet.
Sitting in the dark carriage, Zabala punched the soft couch hard, making a muffled sound.
In an instant, Zabala's expression turned extremely ferocious and hateful: "Damn it, he is using Tubo as a stepping stone to fame."
At this moment, all the details of Li Xuan's contact with him appeared in Zabala's mind. Those were true and false, some were true and some were lies, but every word and every action he made always had a special intention. .
The King of Nanchang is a master of calculating people's hearts; the King of Nanchang has astonishing literary talent; the King of Nanchang is decisive in killing; the King of Nanchang has already blossomed from the first battlefield.
He has a very high mind, a strong grasp of people's hearts, strong military force, comes from a clan, and has great prestige. As long as such a person appears on the battlefield, he will definitely be the enemy of Tubo.
His only shortcoming is that he is not familiar with the Tubo battlefield, but once he survives a war, the entire Tubo will be in huge trouble in the future.
He must be killed, he must be killed in this battle, kill him...
Zabala looked at the darkness in front of him with infinite fear in his eyes.
Especially tonight, although Li Xuan was assassinated, he dealt with it easily, and according to him, he still had a list in his hand.
A list of people who are extremely suspicious about the identity of the King of East China Sea.
…
The carriage swayed forward, and tonight the city was full of people looking at the lights.
In January this year, the lights in the flower market were like daylight.
Suddenly, a group of children inexplicably rushed out of the alley on one side at a very fast speed. Jin Wuwei, who was driving, quickly pulled the carriage to prevent him from colliding with the group of children.
The people around him who saw this scene took a deep breath and pointed at the carriage.
He didn't notice that at that moment, Jin Wuwei's attention was all focused on the front, but someone approached the carriage back alley at this moment.
Randomly, a short note was stuffed out and then quickly taken away.
A man who looked like a Chinese man quickly walked through the alleys and appeared on another street. He blended in with the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After a while, he had put on the clothes of a Tibetan envoy again, paraded on the street, and finally blended in with the crowd. It was not until midnight that he returned to the embassy.
Upon returning to the embassy, the Tibetan envoy was immediately invited to the deputy envoy's room.
The deputy envoy seemed to have been waiting for a long time. Once the envoy entered the door, he quickly asked: "How is it? Have you got the news?"
"I got it." The envoy quickly took off the green patterned pouch from his waist, picked it up with both hands and handed it over.
The deputy took the bag and did not open it immediately to look at it. Instead, he asked seriously: "Also, your line of work has not been discovered by anyone, right?"
"No!" The messenger stood up slightly and said solemnly: "The villain walked along three streets and passed through six alleys. He stopped and looked back from time to time. In the meantime, he changed his clothes again in the shop and invited two The homeless man helped keep an eye on him, but he never found anyone following him."
"I still believe in your ability. If you are followed by others, then I am afraid that no one among us will be able to avoid it." Having said this, the deputy envoy smiled, then waved his hand and said: " In this case, you go back and rest first, and if anything happens, I will come back to you."
"Here!" The envoy handed over his hand again, and then quickly exited the deputy envoy's room, helping to close the door completely before retreating to his own room.
After returning to the room, the envoy breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly his arm seemed to be pinned, and the envoy grinned suddenly.
He gently covered his right arm and shoulder with his left hand, slightly opened his clothes, and a whip mark clearly appeared in front of his eyes.
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It was late at night in Chang'an, and although there were still noisy sounds on the streets, the sounds had gradually become quieter.
In Prince Peng's palace, Li Xuan was wearing a green robe, sitting by the stove, reading a copy of "Spring and Autumn".
At this moment, a rush of footsteps sounded outside the door, and immediately, Li Bi pushed the door open without knocking.
"Your Majesty, I got the stuff." Li Bi handed over a short piece of paper.
"Close the door and drink." Li Xuan took the note and pointed to the warm medicinal wine on the stove.
Li Bi turned back and closed the door, then sat next to Li Xuan again and poured a glass of hot wine to warm up.
At this time, Li Xuan had already handed the short note in his hand back to Li Bi and said, "Tomorrow I will send it to the Staff Department of the Ministry of War. This thing should be what they want most."
"Here!" Li Bi immediately reached out and took it.
Li Xuan looked at the flickering flames in front of her and said softly: "There are five things here. First, the Tang Dynasty is preparing for war; second, the King of East China Sea is suspected to have the drawings and manufacturing technology of the Fuyuan Crossbow; third, the King of East China Sea There is a risk of my identity being exposed; fourthly, Silla can no longer count on me; fifthly, I must kill this king in this battle."
At the end of the sentence, Li Xuan smiled softly: "It seems that this Tubo envoy has a deep grudge against me!"
"Your Majesty, the deputy Tibetan envoy is already making arrangements to send this information out in the near future."
"Start them to death and block all their intelligence channels. I want to see what they will do?"
(End of chapter)
