At the beginning of Zhenguan, the Tang Dynasty was able to have countless fierce generals, and there was really 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 one person, and a general like Wei Chigong, if he gives an order, I am afraid that there are not thousands of people who are not enough for him to stuff his teeth.
Lu Dongzan is a person who knows the current affairs very well, and when he heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, pretending not to hear the words of the old lieutenant, and said to Li Muyun with a smile: "King Xiaoyao is so courageous, Dongzan admires it." ” Li Muyun smiled slightly, and said nonchalantly: "I heard this from my teacher a few days ago.
After that, he turned his head to look around him, and said loudly: "I would like to encourage you here."
Lu Dongzan's old face twitched again, there are not only people from the Tang Dynasty, but also other foreign races, such as Tuyuhun, Western Turks, Goguryeo, Silla, Baekje, etc., if it is really a common encouragement, wouldn't the whole world come to fight against Tibet Li Shimin happily sat in his boss's chair, although he felt that the last sentence of the poem was a bit indifferent and far-fetched, but in the final analysis, it was Lu Dongzan who lifted a stone and shot himself in the foot, which looked quite interesting.
And the Tang Dynasty martial arts madmen applauded even more, shouting for another one, among which Cheng Biting Jin and Wei Chigong were the most cheerful.
Li Muyun also felt that this forced pretense seemed to be a little inadequate, and he was a little unsatisfied, so he made an apologetic gesture to Lu Dongzan and said: "I'm sorry, the generals are gracious, and this king can only offer ugliness and take out a poem from the teacher." ” Bullshit, it's all bullshit, Lu Dongzan comforted himself so much, with a reserved smile on his face, but his heart was constantly dripping blood.
If he had known that there would be such a result, he shouldn't have teased this bastard at the beginning, this guy didn't know what it meant to stop in moderation, and if he was asked to do it again, he was afraid that he would still target Tibet And it turns out that Lu Dongzan did not guess wrong, just when he hesitated, Li Muyun had already circled the field and recited loudly: "In May, there is snow in the mountains, and there are no flowers but cold.
The flute smells the willows, and the spring has not been seen. ” The voice fell, and immediately someone shouted in the distance, fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "Mu Yun, this one is a little worse, and it is not weaker."
Li Muyun smiled, looked at Lu Dongzan, and then continued: "Xiao Zhan follows the golden drum, sleeps and hugs the jade saddle."
I am willing to put the sword down my waist and cut it straight to the bottom. ” This poem is Li Bai's, and the word that is willing to come is Loulan, but Li Muyun can't take care of these at this time, and directly replaces it with the capital of Tubo, although it doesn't rhyme much, but the meaning has not changed much.
And there are not many martial madmen present who can recognize all the Chinese characters, where do they care what rhymes or not, for them Shunkou and eternal quatrains are actually the same, as long as the meaning is reached, it doesn't matter what else is.
Lu Dongzan really couldn't listen to it at this time, this guy in front of him was targeting Tubo everywhere, and he had the meaning of how Tubo would not be destroyed, and all of this was provoked by him personally, if he didn't regret it, it would be false.
Forget it, let's pretend to be drunk, Lao Tzu can't beat you, can't you pretend to be cowardly, it's a big deal to see this bastard and hide away from him in the future, and Lao Tzu won't get along.
So Lu Dongzan is drunk, drunk and unconscious, no matter how others call, he can't get up.
The faces of some other envoys were more or less unnatural, looking at Li Muyun who was sitting down by the wall, there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and he made up his mind that he would never provoke this guy if he had nothing to do in the future, uh, he wouldn't provoke him if he had something.
Li Chengqian saw everything that happened in the palace, just waited for Li Muyun to come back, and immediately asked excitedly: "You changed the names of the places in those two poems, what was the original name, say it quickly." ” "Loulan."
Li Muyun hummed and spit out two words, and then inserted a few wine bottles that he had just brought back into a large basin of ice brought by Su Gan Chengji, and by the way, he didn't forget to pour some grape wine into it.
Although this will slow down the temperature, the flavor of the wine will not be diluted.
Li Chengqian was slightly stunned: "How did Loulan and Loulan recruit you?"
"They didn't hire me, they recruited you."
Li Muyun sat back on the wall and said lazily.
Li Chengqian cut it and said disappreciatively: "Nonsense, why don't I know if you provoked me?"
Li Muyun explained: "The countries of the Western Regions have always controlled the trade routes, and they don't know how much money they have made by relying on that road, and this money should have belonged to Datang, and Datang belongs to His Majesty, and because you are the crown prince, His Majesty's is yours, so to sum it up: they are robbing you of your money." ” "You, what kind of fallacy are you?"
Li Chengqian suddenly had a feeling of being defeated, although he was about the same age, but this Uncle Wang's idea was so weird that it was difficult for people to understand.
However, Li Muyun didn't answer his question, just stretched his neck to look in a certain direction in the hall.
Following his gaze, Li Chengqian found that Yu Zhining's half-grown old man was surrounded by a group of people, one or two of them were full of righteous indignation, while Lao Yu waved his hands again and again, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was explaining something.
All of this must be someone who believes what Li Muyun said just before leaving, and the two poems were written by his teacher Yu Zhining, so these old men will condemn Lao Yu for being inauthentic.
After looking at it for a while, Li Chengqian took out a wine bottle from the ice basin next to him, turned his head to Li Muyun and said with a smile: "It seems that your plan to bring disaster to the east has succeeded, but I don't know if Lord Yu will come to your house with a stick to smoke you tomorrow." ” Looking at Li Chengqian, who was a little excited, Li Muyun shook his head with great certainty: "No, the old man is happy now, having a disciple like me is a blessing that is too old to rest for eight lifetimes, how can he be willing to beat me." ” As a traverser, or as a killer traverser with six degree certificates, Li Muyun is very sure and sure that whoever becomes his teacher is his blessing.
After all, there are not many traversers, and in terms of rarity, the rarity of the prince in the Zhenguan Dynasty is not lower than that of the prince, and even surpasses it.
Because the creature of the prince can be mass-produced, it is not a big deal to set up another one, at most it is just to write a few words.
And the traverser is different, this kind of creature is one less dead, it is very likely that there is only one rare species like Li Muyun in the Zhenguan period, and it will be gone when it dies.
It's a pity that Li Muyun has no way to tell his secret to anyone, and this theory can only rot in his stomach, so Li Chengqian next to him asked in a disdainful tone: "Muyun, where is the face, where is the face":