Jin Wenying was able to survive the assassination, certainly not because of his wit, let alone because of his destiny.
With Jin Wenying's impressive IQ, it was obvious that this group of assassins deliberately spared his life after slaughtering the entire group.
When the assassin assassinated the mission, Jin Wenying happened to hear the assassin shouting a Japanese dialect during the fight.
The assassin fled away, and Jin Wenying was as panic-stricken as a lost dog. She turned around and fled back to Chang'an City without saying a word.
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In the front yard of the Duke's Mansion in Chang'an, Li Qinzai held his second son and gently put him to sleep, but his second son stared at him with wide eyes, refusing to sleep. The corners of his mouth were even slightly raised, as if he was laughing at his own father's stupidity.
Not so easy to get rid of.
Song Sen stood in front of Li Qinzai, looking at his clear-eyed dick, his face couldn't help but reveal a look of affection, and he couldn't help but stretch out his fingers to tease his fleshy cheeks.
Li Qinzai suddenly let out a sigh and looked at Song Sen. Yan in confusion.
We have been getting along with each other for many years, and Song Sen has gradually come to understand this guy's virtues. Before Li Qinzai could say anything, Song Sen hurriedly said: "Here we go. On the day your son was born, my subordinate sent someone to give him a gift, and it was very valuable."
Li Qinzai snorted angrily and said dissatisfiedly: "Others are humble enough to give me a 'little gift'. How can anyone have the nerve to say with a shameless face that the gift I gave is very expensive..."
Song Sen said calmly: "I have long understood that I must tell the truth in front of you. I'm afraid you won't understand if I'm too humble."
I don’t want to talk to him, but my son is the cutest.
Li Qinzai lowered his head and looked at the second child in his arms. The second child was still energetic, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he was not sleepy at all.
Li Qinzai sighed. The father and son were really enemies in the previous life. They couldn't even say a word and started to annoy each other.
Song Sen then started talking about business in a low voice.
"Prince Li County, Jin Wenying fled back to Chang'an City. The Silla mission only left him alive. At this moment, he is sitting in the lobby of the Ministry of Rites, howling, saying that he wants to file a complaint against the emperor and kill the Japanese traitors...
"
"To say that this group of Japanese people are cruel enough, they usually nod and bow to us, each of them is more filial than his own son, and will not fight back when hit or scolded. I didn't expect that they would be so cruel when they use the sword. They really killed the Silla mission
Kill them all and leave one person alive..."
Li Qinzai smiled: "Nodding and bowing are just the acting skills of the Japanese people. Their true nature is very despicable and cruel. This is the real them."
"Jin Wenying has already submitted a petition to the emperor, saying that he was assassinated by the Japanese on his way back. He asked the emperor to severely punish the Japanese and avenge the innocent Silla mission. The emperor has already made a decree and strictly ordered the governor of Jizhou to find the murderer..."
Li Qinzai thought for a while and said: "Since the emperor has made a decree, regardless of whether the murderer can be caught or not, the Tang Dynasty has been cleansed. Find a reason to send Jin Wenying away, and let him go back to Silla and follow their king
File a complaint."
Song Sen said in confusion: "If Jin Wenying is left alive to return to Silla, will Silla and Japan start a war?"
Li Qinzai laughed: "It's not that easy. The biggest reason for the war between the two countries is only interests. In addition to interests, we also need reasons. The assassination of the Silla envoy by the Japanese is one of the reasons, but it is not enough. When the imperial court begins the Eastern Expedition,
There will be new friction between Silla and Japan." Yan
The dick in my arms made a squeaking sound again, and the milky sound was particularly cute.
Li Qinzai's expression suddenly condensed and he said in a deep voice: "I understand what he is talking about!"
Song Sen was shocked and couldn't help but look into his arms: "What are you talking about?"
"He said, after we finish talking about business, get out of here and don't take advantage of my family's food!"
"Uh... I'll take my leave."
Li Qinzai showed an apologetic smile: "Tongyanwuji, Lao Song, don't mind, I will teach him a lesson later, and I won't send him away."
Song Sen's cheek twitched.
The son is not necessarily a human, the biological father is a real dog.
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Spring begins and everything revives.
The atmosphere in various places in Guanzhong is unprecedentedly solemn.
Carloads of grain and baggage were sent to Youzhou, Yingzhou, and Liaozhou in the north.
After the spring sowing, when farmers across Guanzhong were idle, recruitment orders from the imperial court appeared in every township and village.
The general has white hair and his husband is in tears.
Within one month, the imperial court recruited 250,000 civilians in Guanzhong. After gathering in front of the county offices in various places, the civilians, under the arrangement of officials, pulled carts full of grain, grass and military equipment, and lumbered to Chang'an and northern states and counties.
The army has not moved, but the food and grass have gone first.
In the spring season, the state machinery of the Tang Dynasty began to operate slowly.
In the large camp on the outskirts of the city, soldiers from Zhechong Prefecture from all over Guanzhong hurriedly gathered every day to perform roll calls, chants, and drills. One hundred thousand royal divisions gathered in the camp, and from a distance, one could feel the murderous aura filling the sky.
Chang'an City, British Government Palace.
With red eyes, Cui Jie put on the armor for Li Qinzai with her own hands.
The bright light armor carefully crafted by the Li family's craftsmen looked particularly majestic when worn on Li Qinzai.
Cui Jie wiped the breastplate in the center of the Mingguang Armor with a wet cloth again and again until it was as shiny as new and the light could be used to identify people.
Jin Xiang and Zi Nuzhu beside them were in tears, crying uncontrollably.
Li Qinzai couldn't bear it anymore and sighed: "Can you... be a little more festive? I'm going on an expedition, not a funeral. It's unlucky to be crying."
Cui Jie and the other girls were so frightened that they immediately stopped crying. Cui Jie said angrily: "Husband, please don't say unlucky words! My husband will definitely win a great victory in this expedition and make great contributions to the country."
Qiao'er tugged on Li Qinzai's sleeves and looked up at him reluctantly. The small and pitiful look made Li Qinzai's heart tremble, so he squatted down and looked at him levelly.
"Is Dad going to be out for a long time this time?" Qiao'er asked disappointedly.
Li Qinzai smiled bitterly: "Maybe it will be a long time, a year and a half. You should listen to your aunt at home, don't get into trouble, read more, and practice calligraphy more." Yan
Qiao'er nodded vigorously, and then asked: "Is dad going to war?"
"Yes, we have an enemy in the Tang Dynasty. We have been fighting for a long time without any results. This time, dad and grandpa want to get results."
"Dad, can you not go? My child can't bear to leave you."
Li Qinzai was silent for a while and said softly: "If dad doesn't go, this battle will only be left to your generation. You will be injured and die in the battle. How can dad have the heart to enjoy peace while letting you children die?"
"So, before dad is old and before you grow up, I will do it for you as soon as possible. When your generation grows up, there may be a new mission waiting for you. I hope
That's not war."
Qiao'er didn't seem to understand, so she could only nod silently.
Li Qinzai smiled and rubbed his head, and said: "This time, dad will clear up Haidong for you. From now on, there will be no enemies or hidden dangers in the east of the Tang Dynasty. I hope your generation will never see gunpowder smoke or war, and grow old in peace."