The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 582 The face
At the beginning of Zhenguan, there were countless capable ministers of the Tang Dynasty, and it was true that there was no need to give face to anyone. Even if Lu Dongzan was dissatisfied, he could only endure it.

Besides, no matter how ruthless Li Muyun is, he can only kill a handful of people, and for a general like Yu Chigong, if he gives an order, there may not be tens of thousands of people who are not enough to fill his teeth.

Lu Dongzan is a person who is very knowledgeable about current affairs. He only twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, pretending not to hear what Old Yuchi said, and said to Li Muyun with a smile: "King Xiaoyao is so bold, Dongzan admires it."

Li Muyun smiled slightly, and said nonchalantly: "I heard this from my teacher a few days ago." After saying that, he turned his head and looked around, and said loudly: "I would like to encourage you all here! "

Lu Dongzan's old face twitched again. You are not only from the Tang Dynasty, but also from other races, such as Tuyuhun, Western Turks, Goguryeo, Silla, and Baekje. The whole world has come to fight against Tubo?
Li Shimin happily sat on his 'boss chair'. Although he felt that the last sentence of the poem was a bit irrelevant and rather far-fetched, in the final analysis it was Lu Dongzan who shot himself in the foot. It's interesting to go up.

And the lunatics of Tang Wu even clamored for another one, among which Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong were the most cheery.

Li Muyun also felt that this pretense seemed to be a bit inappropriate, and he was a little unsatisfied, so he made an apologetic gesture to Lu Dongzan and said: "I'm sorry, the generals are so kind, I can only show my shame, and then take the teacher's poems. come out with one."

Bullshit, all bullshit, Lu Dongzan comforted himself in this way, with a reserved smile on his face, but his heart was bleeding.

If he had known that there would be such a result, he shouldn't have teased this bastard at the beginning. This guy doesn't know what is enough to stop. If he were to make another song, I'm afraid he would still target Tubo!
But the facts proved that Lu Dongzan did not guess wrong. Just when he was hesitating, Li Muyun had already circled the field and recited: "In May, the sky is snowing in the mountains, there are no flowers, only cold. I heard the willows on the flute, and I have never seen the spring."

As soon as the sound fell, someone shouted in the distance, fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "Mu Yun, this song is a bit weak, it's definitely weaker!"

Li Muyun chuckled, looked at Lu Dongzan, and then continued: "Xiao Zhan follows the golden drum, Xiao Mian holds the jade saddle. I would like to put down the sword from my waist, and cut it straight."

This poem was written by Li Bai, and the word he wished for was Loulan, but Li Muyun didn't care about it at this time, and directly replaced it with Tubo's capital city. Although it didn't rhyme very much, the meaning didn't change much.

Moreover, few Wu lunatics present could recognize all Chinese characters, and they didn't care whether they rhyme or not. For them, jingles and ancient quatrains are actually the same. As long as the meaning is understood, other things don't matter.

Lu Dongzan really couldn't listen to it at this time. The guy in front of him was targeting Tubo everywhere, and he meant that Tubo would never be destroyed, and he personally provoked all of this. It would be a lie if he said he didn't regret it. .

Forget it, let's pretend to be drunk, I can't beat you, so it's okay to pretend to be cowardly, at worst, when I see this bastard, hide him far away, and I just don't communicate with each other.

So Lu Dongzan was drunk, so drunk that he couldn't wake up, no matter how others called him, he couldn't get up.

The expressions of the other envoys were more or less unnatural. Seeing Li Muyun who was walking back to the wall and sitting down, there was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he made up his mind that he would never provoke this guy if he had nothing to do. .

Li Chengqian saw everything that happened in the hall, and waited for Li Muyun to come back, and immediately asked excitedly: "Did you change the place name in those two poems? What was the original name, tell me quickly."

"Loulan." Li Muyun hummed and uttered two words, then inserted a few wine bottles that he had just brought back into a large basin of ice brought by Hegan Chengji, and by the way, poured some grape wine into it.Although the cooling is slower in this way, the taste of the wine will not be diluted.

Li Chengqian was slightly taken aback: "Loulan? How did Loulan recruit you?"

"They didn't recruit me, they recruited you." Li Muyun sat back by the wall again and said lazily.

Li Chengqian cut it, and said indifferently: "Nonsense, why didn't I know that you provoked me!"

Li Muyun explained: "The countries in the Western Regions have always controlled the commercial routes. They don't know how much money they made by relying on that route. The money should have belonged to the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty belonged to His Majesty. Because you are the prince, your Majesty's It’s yours, so, to sum it up: they’re taking your money.”

"You, what nonsense are you talking about?" Li Chengqian suddenly felt defeated. Although he was about the same age, Uncle Wang's thoughts were so weird that it was difficult for people to understand.

However, Li Muyun did not answer his question, but stretched his neck to look in a certain direction in the main hall.

Following his gaze, Li Chengqian found that it was Yu Zhining's half-grown old man surrounded by a group of people, one or two were filled with righteous indignation, while Old Yu was waving his hands again and again, opening and closing his mouth , which looks like it's explaining something.

All these things must have meant that someone believed what Li Muyun said just before he left, the two poems were written by his teacher Yu Zhining, that's why these old men condemned Lao Yu for being insincere.

After watching for a while, Li Chengqian took out a wine bottle from the ice basin next to him, turned his head and said with a smile to Li Muyun: "It seems that your plan to divert water to the east has succeeded, but I don't know if Master Yu will come to you with a stick tomorrow." Your family will smoke you."

Looking at Li Chengqian, who was taking pleasure in others' misfortune, Li Muyun shook his head with certainty: "No, the old man is happy now, having a disciple like me is a blessing for eight lifetimes, how could he be willing to beat me up. "

As a time traveler, or as a killer time traveler with six degree certificates, Li Muyun firmly believes that whoever becomes his teacher is his blessing.

After all, there were not many traversers. In terms of rarity, it was no less rare than that of the crown prince in the Zhenguan Dynasty, and it was even more rare.

Because creatures like princes can be mass-produced, it’s a big deal to lose one and build another, at most it’s just a few words.But the time traveler is different, this kind of creature will die one less, and it is very likely that there was only Li Muyun as a rare species in the Zhenguan period, and it will disappear after death.

It's a pity that Li Muyun has no way to tell anyone his secret, and this theory can only be rotten in his stomach, even though Li Chengqian who is beside him asks in a contemptuous tone: "Muyun, where is your face, where is your face?"

(End of this chapter)