"Fang Yiai, you little bastard, what are you doing?"
When Cheng Yaojin heard from the Guards that the bastard Fang Yiai had robbed a group of Taoists on the roadside, he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran three miles to get here.
This bastard really succeeds more than he does trouble. If he had known he was so trouble-making, he wouldn't have accepted money from Fang Xuanling's family.
How unthinkable it was for me to bring such a troublemaker with me!
Putting aside the fact that the Taoist family is not easy to mess with, the King of Shu is a little Taoist heavenly master. Although this matter is relatively secretive, he still knows some inside information.
This time, all the Taoists came down the mountain and participated in the battle of Tuyuhun to destroy the country. They made great contributions. This guy didn't care about life and death, and he was still a member of the Ji family.
This kid is covering himself now, it will cause him trouble.
When Fang Yiai saw Cheng Yaojin coming, she immediately cried: "Uncle Cheng, this lunatic is beating me!"
"You have to make the decision for your wise nephew!"
When the old Taoist saw that Cheng Yaojin, Duke of Lu State, was coming, he couldn't help but raise his head and glance at Cheng Yaojin.
Cheng Yaojin also glanced at the crazy old Taoist, his heart suddenly thumped, and he almost fell off his horse.
Ouch, let me go, this...why does this person look so much like my second uncle?
But he wasn't the right age, and he didn't look like his second uncle, his eyes looked a little dull, and he was wearing a Taoist robe.
But my second uncle is currently following the King of Shu to the Western Regions!
This person……
Could it be his eldest uncle who has been missing for many years? He once heard from his wife that his eldest brother left behind his huge family fortune and went to a Taoist temple to become a Taoist priest. Later, he traveled around and disappeared.
Could it be that he is the uncle Cui Zhen whom he has never met?
"Gong Lu, I heard that you married my little sister?" The old Taoist asked seriously, as if he was no longer crazy.
Cheng Yaojin immediately jumped off his horse and said, "You must be my uncle!"
"If I were the master and the master, even if my little sister was a widow, I would not marry a rough guy like you."
Cheng Yaojin: "..."
You damn Taoist priest, I’ll give you some face, right?
"But since it has become an established fact, it is God's will. I still congratulate you."
"Uncle!"
Cheng Yaojin smiled and called uncle.
"Okay, I recognize you as my brother-in-law."
"Now, make this kid disappear from the eyes of the old Taoist immediately. This kid from the Fang Xuanling family has no good intentions and dares to bully the Taoist companions of my little Celestial Master. He deserves death!"
"Old Taoist, I have been ordered this time to send my granddaughter Qianli to meet the Little Heavenly Master to get them married."
Ah, this...
Even though Cheng Yaojin has a very bright mind, he is usually very unreasonable.
But after hearing what my uncle said, I still felt incredible.
The King of Shu already has a Princess of Shu, and besides, there is a war going on right now. Isn’t it appropriate for you to send a woman to the battlefield for the King of Shu?
"Brother, it's okay to give women to the King of Shu, but you can wait until the King of Shu arrives in Chang'an City before you give them away. There is a war in the Western Regions right now. His Highness is unlikely to accept it, and he may even deal with you!"
"You don't have to worry about this."
"All right!"
Cheng Yaojin turned around and asked people to take the bastard away quickly. When he got to Yumen Pass, he would still be there. Damn it, he didn't want to care about it anymore.
"Brother, military affairs are urgent, I have to say goodbye!"
After Cheng Yaojin left, the old Taoist shook his head, his eyes a little confused, and asked: "Granddaughter, who is this person? He looks so familiar!"
Cui Qimu: "..."
Cheng Yaojin rode on his horse, banging his head, thinking for a long time, and then he realized that this time all his five-star expectations were in disaster, but only Qinghe Cui Shi, his uncle's family, survived.
It turns out that the problem lies here. The King of Shu is a Taoist little heavenly master, but his elder brother-in-law is the disciple of the purple-robed Taoist, and his second uncle Cui Ming is following the King of Shu to show his courtesy.
It seems that the madam’s natal family has long since taken refuge with His Highness the King of Shu.
I didn't expect King Shu to be so powerful.
I, Cheng Yaojin, still underestimate His Highness the King of Shu.
Well, during this trip to the Western Regions, I, Old Cheng, don’t want this face anymore, and I want to hug the King of Shu’s lap.
"Come here, protect those Taoists and let them follow us to Yumen Pass."
"yes!"
Two days later, Cheng Yaojin led the army and finally arrived at Yumen Pass.
Li Ke, who is stationed at Qikou, has everything ready. Food and water have been continuously transported to Qikou, which is enough to support the army through the four hundred miles of Gobi Desert.
at the same time.
Gaochang City has many pavilions and treasure tents.
Qu Wentai's mourning hall has been set up, and the harem and children all knelt on the ground and cried.
Qu Wentai's eldest son Qu Zhisheng gritted his teeth and vowed to avenge his father.
"Father, just go in peace!"
"My child will definitely avenge you for your great revenge." BIquGe.biz
"In this life, I will definitely kill the invaders of the Tang Dynasty and pay homage to your spirit in heaven."
"Father, your harem and your subjects will never let them suffer. They will all be included in your harem."
"Father, may your spirit in heaven protect your sons and ministers and kill any invading enemies."
Qu Zhisheng wiped away his tears, stood up slowly, took off his mourning clothes, and then asked someone to put on the clothes of King Gaochang.
"Congratulations to King Gaochang!"
Lord Tutun of the Western Turks saluted, and then said with a smile: "King Gaochang, please immediately recruit a large army and send it to Yiwu to stop the attack of the Tang Dynasty in Yiwu."
Qu Zhisheng glanced at the Tutan of the Western Turks. This Tutun was an official position of the Western Turks, equivalent to the imperial censor of the Tang Dynasty. The Western Turks sent him to Gaochang to monitor him.
This time, my father led the 80,000 Gaochang army, but no one returned. However, of the 20,000 people sent by the Western Turks and the coalition forces following the Western Turks, a total of 50,000 people, not a single one of them escaped alive.
There is definitely something fishy about this matter.
But now, all of Gaochang's elite troops have been lost, and the entire Gaochang Kingdom can no longer muster an army of 50,000.
Now we can only rely on the powerful Western Turks.
Otherwise, he, the King of Gaochang, would definitely be killed by Datang.
But Gaochang cannot be blamed for defecting to the Western Turks. If he is to blame, he can only blame his father. He was the first to defect to the Western Turks.
However, when the Western Turks troops came to the city, if my father did not surrender to the Western Turks, he would be killed. There was nothing he could do about it. The Tang Dynasty's distant water could not quench its thirst.
"Lord Tutun, I now rely entirely on you. I don't know when the Western Turkic reinforcements will arrive in Gaochang. This time, no one from my father's 80,000-strong army has returned. The Tang Dynasty must have sent hundreds of thousands of troops."
"Without the assistance of the Western Turks, our country, Gaochang, would never be able to stop the Tang army."
"King Gaochang, don't worry. Now I have an army of 50,000 people. If you recruit another 50,000 troops, and then organize all the old, weak, sick and disabled in Yiwu into a slave army, you can gather hundreds of thousands of troops."
"I have sent a letter to my Khan. He will send hundreds of thousands of troops here soon. Don't worry, King Gaochang."
"Brother, my little sister is willing to be a pioneer and avenge her father!"
At this time, a girl about twenty years old suddenly stood up. Her dark skin was inlaid with tight facial features. At first glance, she was a beautiful woman of mixed blood from the Western Regions.
Qu Zhisheng, the eldest son of King Qu Wentai of Gaochang, had already learned that his father was defeated and killed in Luo Tuofeng, and there was no one left alive in Gaochang's 100,000-strong army.
Only Lord Tutun of the Western Turks and their people escaped intact.
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