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Chapter 335 Something Happened! (seeking subscription)

"Second prince, you were too reckless just now!"

Sitting opposite Wu Yingquan in a large carriage was the bearded old man who had just pulled him out of the palace hall, and said to Wu Yingquan somewhat disappointed.

"Teacher Yu, this king is too impatient! But this opportunity is so good, if I miss it, I don't know when I will have to wait..."

Wu Yingquan sighed.

The long-bearded old man known as Yu Taifu also softened his face, and said calmly: "Your Highness, I can understand your mood, but now is not the time..."

"He finally made such a big mistake, why is it not the time?"

"I wonder if His Majesty has paid attention to His Majesty's attitude towards the Third Prince? Even after hearing that Wu Guo lost to Datang, His Majesty was surprised but not angry. Why? It is because His Majesty has not lost confidence in the Third Prince, so He believes everything the third prince says. If so, does His Highness think it's time?"

Yu Taifu stroked his beard and said slowly.

Hearing this, Wu Yingquan was even more annoyed.

Yes, I don't know when, the father has shown great love for his third brother, no matter what he did wrong, he will not go into it, and once he has done something, he will praise him wildly, he is not convinced ah!
"This king is impatient, what should I do in the future, I hope Tai Tuo can give me some pointers!"

"Your Highness, first of all, what the old man said before is that we need people and connections. When the Third Prince left Yingdu a few days ago, you did a good job. Look at those people who have been attracted by you these days. If it weren't for the Third Prince In the end, by saying that little Li Feidao, they are afraid they will come out and speak for His Highness!"

Wu Yingquan thought it was really the case, but he was a little worried and said: "Teacher Yu, just now in the court hall, my king's performance was a bit too much, and I was worried that those who had finally won over would have the intention of retreating because of this. look……"

Hearing Wu Ying's words, Taifu Yu finally showed a gratified smile on his face. It was not in vain that he watched him grow up, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, don't worry. At night, Your Highness can Invite them all to the mansion and have a good communication with them. Since they have decided to follow His Highness, they shouldn't turn their backs so easily..."

Only then did Wu Yingquan feel relieved, and after thinking for a while, he asked with some uncertainty: "Teacher Yu, do you also believe that Xiao Li Feidao really exists?"

"The third prince probably won't make a lie because of this matter, and it is said that this little Li flying knife was used when the Tang Dynasty defeated the Xiliang cavalry, I am afraid it is not groundless!"

"If it's true, what should we do? Isn't Wu Guo unable to attack Datang?"

Wu Yingquan said with some concern.

"Hehe, why not attack? In the days to come, His Highness will give more advice to get His Majesty to agree to attack Datang!"

After hearing this, Taifu Yu was not worried but happy, and said cheerfully.

"Why?"

"Your Highness, who is responsible for leading the army to fight?"

"Of course it's the third child—"

Speaking of this, Wu Yingquan suddenly realized, his eyes lit up, and he saw that Taifu Yu was about to open his mouth, but was interrupted by him——

"Can't say, can't say..."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other, and then laughed loudly. The carriage gradually drifted away on the flat hard dirt road, and disappeared...

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In an empty palace, Emperor Wu stood with his hands behind his back. After the eunuch brought Wu Yingqiu in, he closed the door from the outside.

"Father, my son has arrived."

Emperor Wu didn't turn around, but just said, "Ying Qiu, I'll ask you again, is the incident about Xiao Li flying the knife serious?"

"When did the father not even believe the words of his son?"

After saying this, Wu Yingqiu showed a trace of helplessness on his face.

"Hey!"

Emperor Wu sighed heavily, then turned around to look at Wu Yingqiu, and said with a serious face: "It's not that I don't believe you, but I can't believe it, I don't want to believe it! If there is such a fierce and domineering person in the world For weapons, Datang only needs to equip a team of cavalry, so won’t they be invincible and invincible on the battlefield?”

After a pause, he sighed again: "If Ying Qiu's words are true, then Datang—we can't move anymore! Not only can't move, but we should be cautious when getting along with them in the future!"

But Wu Yingqiu was not as pessimistic as Emperor Wu, and said with a smile: "Father, according to my son's observation, there is no need to worry too much!"

"Oh? How do you say this?"

Emperor Wu suddenly became interested, looked at Wu Yingqiu and said.

"Because that Mr. Zhang's poems are excellent, although my son was a little frustrated when he lost to him, but I figured it out afterward. Later, I chatted with Mr. Zhang at the banquet held by the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, and found that the two of us hit it off quite well. , and that Mr. Zhang's temperament is not violent, so he probably wouldn't wantonly kill people with Xiao Li's flying knife!"

Seeing Wu Yingqiu's full of confidence, Emperor Wu felt a little comforted, because his youngest son is capable and knows how to put all his energy into the right place, while the second son, thinking about useless things all day long...

If Wu Yingquan knew that he had been silently complained about by his father, his expression would definitely be quite exciting...

"Ying Qiu, that being said, even if he can guarantee that he will never attack our country of Wu, what if the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty asks him to attack?"

Hearing this, Wu Yingqiu laughed even harder: "Father, my son also discovered a very interesting thing, that is, the prince of Tang Dynasty seems to be at odds with that young master, just at the banquet. , The two almost had a conflict. According to Yi Erchen, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty and Mr. Zhang may find it difficult to work together!"

"Oh, what else?"

Emperor Wu is also interested. If it is true what Wu Yingqiu said, then Zhang Yi is simply a treasure!

But now the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty is not only not in a hurry to win him over, but also wants to deal with him—is the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty mentally ill?Looking forward to the early demise of Datang?
Moreover, after being told by Wu Yingqiu, Emperor Wu also had a firm idea - the establishment of a crown prince must be carefully thought out, if he chooses some people who have no brains to be the emperor, it will bring disaster to the country and the people!

For some reason, when thinking of this, Wu Yingquan's figure appeared in front of Emperor Wu again...

"Since that's the case, can we bring that young master to the country of Wu, and make him an official and noble, so that he can live a worry-free life in the future!"

Wu Yingqiu shook his head and said: "Father, according to my son, it is not impossible to bring Mr. Zhang to Wu, but now is not the time. If we really want him to come willingly, we need an opportunity!"

"what do you mean……"

"Um……"

The two looked at each other, and before they finished speaking, they laughed in a very tacit understanding...

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Because of the influence of the previous story, apart from Lu Yuner, who was obsessed with hearing the story, the other people in the carriage also became very interested in Zhang Twelve's story, especially the long road. Just like reading a novel, you can pass the boring time on the road...

Zhang Twelve himself disagreed. It would take seven days. If they talked about it every day, they would be happy, wouldn't they be bored to death?

I just want to listen to the story without spending a penny, and experience the hardships of the laborers, okay?
Although the story is plagiarized by him...

But his wish finally came to nothing. Originally, he held a show of hands and gave the two coachmen a very subtle wink. I don’t know if they didn’t see it or did it on purpose. Anyway, there were six people in the car. Except for himself who agreed not to tell the story, all five others voted against it...

This is a sad story, Zhang Twelve can only start his long storytelling career...

As long as the road is, so will Zhang Twelve's bitterness.

Along the way, Zhang Twelve told stories about monkeys and big eagles, but what made him most proud was the story about a man and seven women!
Yes, you read that right, it's not a Snow White and seven dwarfs, nor a grandfather and six gourd babies, but a man and seven women!

As for the man, of course it was Zhang Twelve's favorite character in Jin Yong's novels in his previous life——Wei Xiaobao, a cheap, but real and not hypocritical man!
Of course, the reason why Zhang Twelve admired him was because he had seven wives!

Be it A Ke, Shuang'er, Princess Jianning, or Su Quan, Mu Jianping, Zeng Rou and Fang Yi, all seven women are beauties with different identities...

When telling this story, Zhang Twelve often substitutes himself into the role, as if incarnate Wei Xiaobao, and his woman... Zhang Twelve thought about it, and the seven are still a bit of pressure... But hard work is not impossible, hehe ...

When he thinks of this, he will show a very obscene smile, and the two coachmen who are also men will naturally understand, and accompany him in that silly smile - as for Lu Yuner, he can't be called a man yet, Of course I don't understand!
But Chen Qiaoxi, who was a woman for the first time, seemed to understand the meaning of Zhang Twelve's words, didn't he just want to imitate that Wei Xiaobao!This pervert!

Thinking about it, she put her hands on Zhang Twelve's legs concealed under the quilt, and then gave him a hard hit, which hurt Zhang Twelve enough, but after doing it too many times, Zhang Twelve also figured out her He directly held her hand, stroked it for a long time, and made Chen Qiaoxi flushed with shame...

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Time passed quickly during the storytelling, and on the seventh day after leaving Liangzhou—that is, at noon on the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, they had already seen the city wall of Jingzhou from a distance.

Zhang Twelve was overjoyed, the trip went smoothly this time, and he rushed back just before Xiaonian...

The winter was deep, the cold wind was bitter, and the dry permafrost after the snow was formed into lumps by icicles, and the carriage was bumpy when driving on it.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of gunpowder from firecrackers. On the side of the road, a few children can often be seen laughing and playing with firecrackers, very satisfied.

Entering through the city gate, the peddlers on both sides of the street were bustling with people who came to watch the fun or buy things. The carriage was moving very slowly in the middle, and the two drivers had to jump out of the carriage and drive away.

It was also the first time for Chen Qiaoxi and the others to come to Jingzhou, and they were also full of curiosity about everything here, so Zhang Twelve simply let them get out of the carriage and watched as they walked.

It turns out that there are many hawkers on this street who sell a series of things for the New Year, such as window grilles, Spring Festival couplets, and lanterns, and the flavor of the New Year has gradually become stronger.

In his previous life, Zhang Twelve only remembered the day of Xiaonian, which was also a day for people to worship the stove.

According to folklore, every year on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the Stove Lord would go to heaven to report the good and evil of the family to the Jade Emperor, and let the Jade Emperor reward and punish him. Therefore, when sending the stove, people offered food on the table in front of the Stove King statue, and burned incense and knelt down.

Later, the custom of this young year has a series of derivative customs such as pasting Spring Festival couplets and window grilles, but it is mostly for the joy of the New Year. Zhang Twelve asked Chen Qiaoxi again, what she said about the young year The customs are similar to what Zhang Twelve knows. It seems that although these are two parallel worlds, they still have many things in common...

Going forward, every family began to paste Spring Festival couplets and window grilles in front of the door, and some were hanging lanterns, big and small, with different patterns and shapes.

Zhang Twelve could even imagine that when the night fell, the rows of faint red lights swayed with the wind. Looking from a distance, they looked like lights hanging on the horizon. They must be lit and lit up one by one. They must be very beautiful!

After walking for a while, they passed through the bustling street, and the road became wider again. Several people boarded the car again, and headed towards Duke Wei's mansion...

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Near the Duke of Wei's mansion, Chen Qiaoxi also encountered the same problem that Lu Fujing encountered back then, and was nervous.

However, she was older and experienced, and her performance was obviously better. Her hands were not shaking like Lu Fujing's at that time, but her expression was a little unnatural.

Zhang Twelve shook his hand and said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's just like going home..."

Chen Qiaoxi glanced at him and nodded, but how could she not be nervous at all?

After getting off the carriage, Zhang Twelve looked very domineering, and the other three followed him to the Duke of Wei's mansion. At this moment, Zhang Twelve felt extremely proud.

Heh, brother is also a son of a rich family!

Ever since he entered the mansion, Zhang Twelve felt that something was wrong, and the whole mansion revealed a sense of depression.

People can be seen posting Spring Festival couplets and setting off firecrackers everywhere on the whole street, and there is joy everywhere, but Duke Wei's mansion is not to mention that the outside of the gate is clean, even the guards at the gate are not as enthusiastic as before when they saw him. strange...

And after entering the mansion, the courtyard is also very quiet, there are not even many servants, it is really weird!
Going around the yard, I happened to meet some maidservants whispering there, Zhang Twelve said, "Why is it so quiet in the mansion today? Where are grandma and the others?"

"Ah—it's the young master! The young master...is back..."

The servant girls were obviously taken aback by Zhang Twelve's sudden appearance, and hurriedly replied.

"I ask you guys?"

"Ah--the master and the old lady are discussing matters in the front hall, and this servant will go and report that the young master is back!"

"No need, I can go there by myself!"

Zhang Twelve interrupted the maid, and strode towards the front hall...

(End of this chapter)