I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

Chang Sun Chong staggered to a stop, turned around and looked at Li Lizhi and said:

"Hey, why are you hiding?"

"Oh, I see. The princess wants to play something interesting with me."

"Hehehe, come on, you run and I'll chase..."

Li Lizhi, with an angry look on her face, dodged again and kicked out with incredible precision, hitting the opponent's knee.

With his handsome face, he rushed straight towards the bed.

There was a dull thud.

Chang Sun Chong fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Chapter 10 How can marriage be late?

Li Lizhi suddenly became nervous and exclaimed:

"Ah? You're not going to die from the knocks, are you?"

Then she relaxed her brows and said expectantly:

"It's better to die. If I die, I will become a widow. I can come and go as I please in this huge mansion of a prince consort."

"Come and recite poems with me, drink wine and talk happily, and play the zither and the harp in harmony!"

Thinking of the wonderful thing, Li Lizhi's cheeks turned red, making her look even more charming.

She ignored Chang Sun Chong who was lying on the ground, and with a sweet smile on her face, she lay down on the couch and fell into a deep sleep.

......

The next day.

Fang Yiyi opened his eyes and slept soundly all night.

I still feel sore all over, especially my waist, which seems to have disappeared.

He secretly glanced at the pretty face half-hidden by the waterfall of black hair beside him.

With a shudder in his heart, he quietly lifted the wedding quilt, slowly got out of bed and walked out.

The moment he closed the door, he finally felt relieved.

Looking at the dawn sky, Fang Yiyi muttered with lingering fear:

"The old saying is indeed true."

"There are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no land that is plowed to death!"

"Not to mention that this is an already skinny cow."

"Exercise, you must exercise!"

Fang Yiyi clenched his fists and raised his hand in the air to cheer himself up.

Breathing in the still somewhat cold air, I started running.

Half a moment later.

huff~hum~

His breathing was as heavy as pulling a bellows.

The servants beside him looked at the Third Young Master who got up early and ran around the mansion like a madman, and soon he looked like he was about to die.

Everyone was frightened, but knowing Fang Yiyi's character, no one dared to dissuade him. They left two of them to watch while the other two hurried to inform the master and the mistress.

Fang Yiyi, sweating profusely, with his hands on his knees, his legs trembling, gasping for breath to regain his strength, wailed in his heart:

“That’s not even a kilometer.”

"It took less than five minutes to run."

"I can actually breathe like this."

"How bad is this body?!"

"The three months of training are scheduled to complete the restoration of strength."

"I can only think about it in my dreams!"

"When will I be able to regain the steel bones of my previous life?!"

The sound of rapid footsteps came.

Before Fang Yiyi had time to turn around, he was hugged tightly by a strong body.

He had thick eyebrows, big eyes and a resolute face, just like his brothers in his previous life.

It was his second brother, Fang Yiai, who left a great reputation in the long river of history as a cuckolded prince consort.

Before I had time to think about how Fang Yiai was different from the cowardly and weak person described in history.

Fang Yiai said with concern:

"Third brother, don't let this bother you!"

"Isn't it just that he didn't marry the Du family girl, but married a female demon?"

"We won't torture ourselves to death."

Hag?

If Chai Xueying heard this, she would probably break your bones.

Fang Yiyi, with an embarrassed expression, knew that his image was not good now, and it was inevitable that people would think wrongly of him, so he said:

"Second brother, Third brother, I'm not upset."

"I just feel weak and want to practice a little."

"By the way, second brother, did you rush back last night?"

Fang Yiai stared at his brother's eyes and saw that he did not seem to be faking it, so he breathed a sigh of relief and helped Fang Yiyi sit on the stone chair.

He said with great excitement, "Yes, no matter how fast you hurry, it's still too late."

"You don't know how much fun my second brother had during his trip to Luoyang this time."

"The girls there, tsk tsk, wait a while, and I'll take you to experience it for yourself."

"I guarantee you won't want to come back. If not, how could my second brother be late for your important marriage?"

Chapter 11: Really Need to Make Money

Fang Yiai said this with a sly smile:

"Exercise is a good thing. I will take you with me and teach you a set of secret techniques in the future."

"After you master this, I guarantee that you will have no problem controlling three women at night!"

Fearing that Fang Yiyi would not believe him, Fang Yiai described some details in vivid detail.

Fang Yiyi's eyes widened upon hearing this.

Cough!

A low cough was heard.

Fang Yiai said in annoyance: "Who is it? What are you coughing for?"

"You don't have any sense. Didn't you see that I was talking to my third brother?"

Fang Xuanling's face darkened and he growled:

"You rebellious son, you really deserve to be beaten!"

"Xingzhi was led astray by you."

Fang Yiai didn't even turn his head and said indifferently: "Grandpa, my son told Xingzhi all this for his own good."

"Besides, you didn't..."

A thin, slender hand covered Fang Yiai's open mouth.

He warned in a low voice: "Second brother, stop talking and run."

"Otherwise, you'll have to take a beating from two people!"

Fang Xuanling was so angry that he trembled. He glanced around in panic and shouted, "You are talking nonsense. I will punish you according to the family rules!"

Fang Yiai pushed Fang Yiyi's hand away, raised his eyebrows, and said with great pride: "I will punish you according to the family rules, I am not afraid of it at all. In this mansion, I am only afraid of my mother, how can there be another person."

Some people are looking for death and we can't stop them.

A beautiful lady happened to hear these words, and she stopped and waited quietly for Fang Yiai to receive his full punishment before returning to her room to prepare for another one.

At this moment, a servant came in in a panic and said, "Master, before dawn this morning, two messengers with an 800-mile express arrived at the palace. After asking the post stations along the way, they learned that five good horses had run to death."

Fang Xuanling, who was known for his "strategies and decisions", was no sham. He frowned slightly and said, "Not good. There must be something wrong at the border."

Fang Xuanling even began to ponder, deducing various situations that might arise at the border and considering them one by one in his mind.

Fang Yiyi's idea moved. Calculating the time, weren't these the two events recorded in history books?

As a qualified special forces soldier, Fang Yiyi's memory has already reached the level of photographic memory, and a large amount of various knowledge bases are necessary foundations.

He clearly remembered that in the fourth year of Zhenguan, the Tang Dynasty conquered the Eastern Turks, but in the third year of Zhenguan, the Eastern Turks, who had signed the Weishui Alliance, once again invaded the border on a large scale.

The reason for the invasion was that at the beginning of the third year of Zhenguan, there was a late spring cold snap in the north, with heavy snow falling for three consecutive days and the temperature dropping sharply.

Speaking of the peach blossom snow in March, if the snow is light, it is called auspicious snow that indicates a good harvest.

But this time, the heavy snow lasted for three days, and the ice covered thousands of miles, becoming a natural disaster that threatened lives!

Not to mention the people on the border of the Tang Dynasty were suffering from hunger and cold.

The vast grasslands of East Turkestan were frozen, and without the sprouting spring grass, countless cattle and sheep would freeze to death or starve to death.

The Eastern Turks, worried about not having enough food this year, sharpened their knives and raised their butcher knives towards the Tang Dynasty, which they regarded as nothing more than cattle and sheep, tearing apart the peace that the two countries had maintained for more than two years.

The two express messengers who were reported by the servants with a journey of eight hundred miles had, as expected, entered the palace to report these two matters to Li Shimin.

Before Fang Yiyi had time to think about it, the emperor's oral order arrived, summoning Fang Xuanling to the palace.

Taiji Palace, Imperial Study.

Li Shimin sat upright on the dragon throne with a solemn expression.

The first-rank minister Changsun Wuji and the Minister of War Li Jing stood at the head of all the ministers.

Behind the two men, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui, Wei Zheng, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin and other civil officials and generals were passing two urgent reports to each other with solemn expressions.

"My dear ministers, please speak." A majestic voice sounded from the dragon throne.

Chapter 12: Your Majesty, I am worried

Although Changsun Wuji was ranked first among the meritorious officials, he still nodded humbly to Li Jing.

Li Jing humbly returned the greeting, and without hesitation, he crossed his arms and bowed, saying in a sonorous and powerful voice:

"Your Majesty, I believe that the Eastern Turks have violated our border and have torn up the alliance."

"The Tang Dynasty can also march north to wash away the humiliation of the Wei River with blood."

Everyone recalled the humiliating scene on the Weishui Bridge that year.

The imperial study was instantly filled with murderous intent.

Everyone's face was filled with undisguised hatred.

Cheng Yaojin, who was hot-tempered and straightforward, was the first to speak:

"Your Majesty, we have been keeping a low profile for the past three years, waiting for the opportunity for revenge."

"We in the Tang Dynasty are strong and powerful. Now that the opportunity has come, we must not miss it."

"I agree with Marshal Li's proposal. Let's use their blood to wash away the shame of that year!"

"I second the proposal!"