Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 456: Chang'an's poems are also romantic

Chang'an is the largest city in the north. It is right after crossing the Yangtze River. Luoyang used to be okay, but after Wang Shichong, the merchants and people in Luoyang gradually lost confidence and began to migrate to Chang'an. This resulted in the original economic and cultural center of the north changing from Luoyang to Chang'an in just a few years.

Almost all the talented men and beautiful women in the north gathered here, hence the saying "Jinling in the South and Chang'an in the North".

"Everyone come and have a look. You can guess riddles and play endgames. If you win, you will get a sheep!"

A man who obviously looked like a Hu person stood there and shouted in a kebab-like accent, while next to him were a few women with deep eyes and slender figures singing and dancing with hand drums.

"Good fellow, what a great connection between the Han and Hu." Xia Lin crossed his arms and teased, "Madam, do you want to play?"

"If I don't play, I'll be easily recognized."

Xia Lin nodded: "Yeah, that makes sense. Let's take a look."

The three of them squeezed in the crowd. Luo Shixin and Xia Lin opened up a relatively spacious space for the princess, and they watched the excitement from here.

It’s not that this is the only activity here, but because the two of them really formed a fateful relationship in a similar place back then, so there is some personal emotion involved.

That Hu man boss was quite capable. There were several pairs of talented men and beautiful women around him, but no one could guess or match his answer.

"Are there any more? Aren't there many talented people in your Central Plains? Why can't you do it, brother?"

Hey! Although everyone knew that he was trying to provoke sales, this was too irritating. Luo Shixin rolled up his sleeves and prepared to step forward: "You may not have talented people, but I have a lot of them!"

His words immediately drew laughter from everyone around him, but Xia Lin grabbed him and said, "Don't embarrass me."

They had made enough noise, but picking a fight would not work, and Xia Lin didn't want to bully others, so everyone just waited. But now the barbarian boss started to provoke them again.

"I've studied Chinese for fifteen years! Fifteen years! Do you know how much I like Zhongyuan? But after coming here and taking a look, I'd rather not come. There's no one I admire! No, no!"

This sentence is really confusing. One has to say that he doesn't know whether he likes Zhongyuan or not, but saying that he has learned it for fifteen years is definitely an understatement. This is not just fifteen years of learning Yin-Yang arts. It is clear that he is an old Yin-Yang master who has practiced it for many years.

However, it seemed that there was really no powerful person who could come out to fight at the moment, but the Hu boss saw that this was not going to work, as he still had to make money, so he changed the subject: "Oh, oh, oh, in that case, I'll keep it simple, you guys don't have to be like this."

This makes people feel uncomfortable. It's a good thing that the public security in Chang'an is still good. If it were Luoyang, this bastard would have disappeared with both the man and the sheep by tomorrow morning.

Xia Lin was laughing beside him now. He was no longer as competitive as before, and this was also the way people made a living, so there was nothing to blame.

However, just when everyone was excited, a few people with strange clothes and appearance suddenly came from the periphery. They were relatively short, had strange crowns on their heads, and walked in a stealthy and furtive manner.

The leader might be a woman. After they arrived there, the short person in the lead said, "Sir, let's get started."

The strange intonation of their voices complemented the smell of the kebabs.

"Fuck, devil!"

Xia Lin suddenly stood up straight, his eyes widened like bells, emitting lightning-like shrewdness, and his ears stood up like antennas, listening to any suspicious sounds.

"What's wrong with you? You scared me all of a sudden." The princess whispered to Xia Lin, who suddenly entered a fighting posture, "Don't scare me."

"Devils!" Xia Lin pointed at the men in front and said, "Luo! Let's kill them."

"Order!"

"Wait a minute!!!" The princess grabbed Xia Lin who was about to go forward to tease him: "That's an envoy! An envoy, an envoy from the Japanese... Abe Shinichi."

After finally calming Xia Lin down, the princess asked curiously, "What's wrong? Why are you so excited after seeing a few Japanese slaves?"

"You don't understand." Xia Lin rolled up his sleeves and said with a ferocious look, "Damn little Japanese."

"They came to pay tribute..."

At this moment, Xia Lin had already shaken off his hand and walked forward. The princess failed to stop him. When she turned around, he was already standing between the kebab shop owner and several Japanese soldiers.

At this moment the boss was talking to the Japanese. The general idea was that the Japanese said they could solve the puzzles, and the boss said to pay first and then answer the questions. Both sides persisted, and it was obvious that these Japanese wanted to save face but didn't want to pay.

Xia Lin took out his scarf and covered his mouth and nose, then walked up to the devil and asked, "What kind of work are you doing?"

The Japanese soldier didn't understand at first, but he was short, so he could only look up at Xia Lin. After a few glances, he smiled and said, "Does this gentleman want to answer the questions too? There's a first come, first served rule."

"I'm your grandma!"

Xia Lin rushed up to him and punched him, sending him flying. The men around him immediately drew their weapons, but Xia Lin's genetic locks were unlocked at this moment. He picked up the sheep tied to the side by the kebab shop owner and started smashing it. It was like Jackie Chan entering a furniture store. The sheep bleated when he hit them... In no time, Xia Lin knocked down the seven or eight people by himself. He put the dying sheep on the shop owner's stall, covered his face with the scarf with his hand, and shouted, "See you at the old place!"

He turned around and ran all the way to their old place, the Tang Palace...

At this time, the sound of bamboo whistles from the Chang'an City constables came from far away, and soon the place was surrounded by more than a dozen constables. However, the attacker had already run away, so they could only take the wounded on the ground away for treatment.

Luo Shixin was standing in the crowd with the princess. He stood on tiptoe to see the direction Xia Lin ran. He couldn't help but say, "It turns out that the commander-in-chief is so skilled... He killed seven or eight people in just a few breaths."

"Ah?" The princess looked up. "What happened to him? Has he always had this skill?"

“That’s ridiculous…” Luo Shixin also shook his head and said, “He rushed out with a sheep and beat them up… The abilities that the Marshal used just now were all killing moves. He must have held back. What he was holding back was not just a sheep. All these people were killed. None of them survived. And they were basically killed in one blow. The Marshal must have been possessed by evil spirits… Bai Qi possessed him! Yes, Bai Qi possessed him.”

The news that the Japanese envoy was beaten with a sheep quickly spread to the government office, and then from the government office to Li Yuan's ears.

The identity of the person who was beaten was not simple. He was the eldest grandson of the late queen of Japan and the prince of Japan... The prince of Japan was knocked unconscious in the street by someone using a sheep.

My god, this is a disgrace to the national dignity.

"Were you there at the time?"

Li Yuan sat cross-legged in front of his daughter, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and asked, "Did you see who beat him? Now the Japanese envoys have come to me and want me to give an explanation. How can I give them an explanation? It just so happens that Xia Daosheng is famous for his quick wits. You can think of a way to ask him to help track down the murderer."

Li Yuan slapped his thigh hard after he finished speaking: "What's the point? This Japanese envoy didn't offend anyone, why did he let someone beat him with a sheep?"

The princess was speechless. She sat there in a state of contemplation with a blank expression on her face, but in fact, she was numb and had lost all face. Her beloved man, who was as handsome as a sleeping dragon, had beaten an envoy from another country with a sheep for no reason in the busy city yesterday...

It was just like Zhuge Kongming, wearing a feather fan and a green turban, used a pig's head to chop open the head of Zhen Guanxi on the street one day. Such unrelated things happened so vividly in front of her.

"I am discussing the east-west shipping with the Japanese. We are currently too dependent on the southern shipping. Now it's all good. How can we talk about conspiracy if I can't give an explanation?"

"Mmmmmmm..."

"Sanniang, are you really a little absent-minded?"

"No, no." Sanniang shook her head hurriedly: "Nothing."

"Dad knows you are tired, go and rest, and talk to Xia Daosheng about this when you have time. Was he with you yesterday?"

"Well... but he happened to be using the toilet when he was beating me."

"Oh...it's troublesome. It's really troublesome."

In fact, the princess questioned Xia Lin yesterday why he suddenly wanted to attack and hurt people, and Xia Lin's answer made her confused.

And now she sat in front of Xia Lin and asked a similar question again, but Xia Lin still had that dead look on his face, like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water...

"I just can't help it."

"That's it? You're quite skilled. I thought you were just a person who relied on wits to win. When did you practice your combo behind my back? With your skills yesterday, even a military commander like me might not be able to beat a civil official like you."

"I don't know either. Maybe I was possessed by a ghost yesterday. Yes! A ghost possessed me." Xia Lin nodded seriously: "My bloodline suddenly awakened."

"You shouldn't do that. You really shouldn't do that. You're not that kind of person."

Xia Lin propped his hands on his knees and said with a smile: "I don't know what happened, the primitive desire controlled my body. It's like knowing that I can't touch a married woman like you, but I still can't help it. It's the same principle."

"Stop giving me that nonsense. What happened to you?"

Xia Lin lowered his eyelids: "I can't explain it clearly, and you don't have to ask... I just couldn't think straight for a moment, and when I heard that noise, I wanted to beat them up."

"Father is hosting a dinner party tonight and has invited you and the prince of the Japanese. What will you do? You beat him up like that. I went to see him today and he looked like a nobody."

"Just say I'm sick."

"There is no three hundred taels of silver here."

After hearing this, Xia Lin scratched his head and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!"

(End of this chapter)