The cost of bringing the goods for the first time: Qiu Shenji’s five taels of gold, government tea cakes and tea sets.
Income from the first delivery of goods: a free meal.
Not a loss.
But while eating the free vegetarian meal, he almost wanted to take a drug test.
They were all harmed by Magistrate Cui. Seeing free things makes my heart skip a beat.
Li Yan shook his head, feeling that this psychological shadow might last for a while. Maybe after arriving in Chang'an, drinking buttermilk would no longer taste good.
Just as I was thinking about it, another quarrel came from the front.
This time, it was much more intense than the little friction between Kumarajiva and Zhike Monk just now.
On one side was the envoy headed by Brenzan Blade, who had automatically become a full-time official after the death of Nian Zenggu. At this time, he was waving his hands and his face was ashen.
On the other side were armored guards, dressed very much like the imperial army when Qiu Ying first appeared in Liangzhou.
But from the fact that the weapons they wore were ceremonial knives, it can be seen that these people should be the guards sent by Chang'an to escort the envoys into Beijing.
This was originally a simple work handover, but there was a little friction between the two sides in terms of formation.
The Tibetan envoys were welcomed into Chang'an with the same etiquette, but they were arranged to enter the city behind a prison car.
Li Yan almost laughed out loud.
Letting the Tibetan envoys and Tibetan spies go on the road together is already a show of disdain. If the former is still following the prison car, the scene will be too beautiful to think about.
"The Tubo warriors can be killed but not humiliated!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Brunzan Blade cursed a few words, suddenly pulled out his weapon, and actually slashed at the leading soldier.
The other party did not expect that the Tubo envoy would actually take action directly. He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously used the ceremonial knife to meet him.
But how could the wooden ceremonial weapons withstand the sharp edge of the weapons? They were immediately cut in two.
Brenzan's blade was unforgiving, he advanced forward and punched the opponent in the chest.
As if struck by lightning, the soldier stumbled back, squatted on his butt and fell down, making a huge fool of himself.
Brenzanren smiled, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a terrifying voice: "Is this the upbringing of the Gar family?"
Li Yan came over.
When Tubo was defeated, he gathered around and dared to attack the Tang people, so he immediately left the crowd.
"Li Yuanfang!"
Brenzan shrank subconsciously. He was really afraid of this Tang man, as if he was his nemesis.
But thinking of the situation at this time, he knew that he could not back down, and said tit for tat: "Is this the way you treat guests in the Tang Dynasty? I am the official envoy of Tubo, how can you insult me like this!"
Li Yanli ignored him and stepped forward in person to help the soldier who fell on the ground: "Are you okay?"
The soldier's face turned red, mixed with shame and anger, he jumped up and cursed: "Tibetan thief, you are not a good man who attacks secretly, but you dare to fight openly and openly with me, Wang Xiaojie!"
"Wang Xiaojie?"
Li Yan was stunned and looked at it carefully.
He is not tall, and his figure cannot be said to be burly and majestic, but there is an unyielding fighting spirit between his eyebrows and eyes that dares to fight and overcome difficulties.
It's you!
Qiu Shenji, who was behind him, saw that Wang Xiaojie didn't even say thank you, so he snorted coldly: "Corporal Li Wuwei Li Xian, this guy is so rude!"
"Wuwei?"
Wang Xiaojie was shocked when he heard this and hurriedly crossed his hands as a sign of superiority and inferiority: "I have seen Li Wuwei in my humble position! Thank you Li Wuwei for your help!"
"It's a humble job..."
Li Yan sighed a little in his heart.
Wang Xiaojie, a famous general during the Wu and Zhou Dynasties, repeatedly defeated the Tubo Turks and regained the four towns of Anxi. He was one of the few facades of the Tang Dynasty during that difficult period of foreign wars.
In the original plot, Li Yuanfang suffered a big loss because of Wu Zetian's beloved general.
In that section, Di Renjie's lines exploded, and his sonorous and powerful words taught Wang Xiaojie like a son.
In comparison, Li Yuanfang was almost shot into a hole and lay in bed for a long time.
I thought that when I met Wang Xiaojie in this world, I would also see that arrogant face, but I didn't expect that he was a soldier who claimed to be a humble soldier.
I still like your unruly look~
On the other side, seeing Wang Xiaojie supported by Li Yan, Brunzan was a little panicked and asked secretly: "Where is Master Jiumo?"
The subordinate whispered: "Prince Xiao Ming went to visit Famen Temple, but he has not returned yet."
Brenzan secretly thought something was wrong. Sure enough, Li Yan took a look at the atmosphere of the confrontation between the two sides and said: "Your Excellency, you have moved out of your identity as an envoy. Our country is a country of etiquette. We must tolerate your rudeness, but you
Blenzan Blade is also a master who diligently practices Nirvana Strength, but can he dare to fight openly with the King Guards?"
Wang Xiaojie didn't expect Li Yan to support him in the fight, so he was overjoyed and looked over with high spirits: "How dare you fight!"
"How could I have such a noble status and fight with a mere pawn like this?"
Brenzan sneered, but flatly refused: "If you Tang people want to practice, Chi Zhe, come and fight with him!"
A strong man weighing more than 200 kilograms walked out of the Tibetan envoys and looked at Wang Xiaojie condescendingly.
Wang Xiaojie was happy and undaunted, clenched his fists and was about to get out of the queue.
Li Yan refused directly: "This is not a show of rivalry, it's a fight for reward!"
"Brenzan Blade, you started the dispute first, you shouldn't let others do it for you!"
"Don't you have some objections to the envoys' formation into the city? If you beat him, your envoys will be separated from the prisoners for the rest of the journey!"
Brenzan's eyes moved.
Li Yan smiled: "What? It's not like I took action. Don't you even have the confidence to win as an ordinary guard of our Datang?"
Brenzan pursed his lips and looked at Wang Xiaojie carefully, feeling a little moved.
This guy is indeed unremarkable, just an ordinary Tang soldier.
Is it possible that his dignified son of Gar and the fifth brother of Qinling cannot even defeat an ordinary Tang Dynasty man?
Although it's a loss of status, it's good to be able to pass this test.
Thinking of this, he felt a little sad again.
When did your requirements lower to this level?
After a lot of mental activity, Brenzan Blade delayed for time and found that Kumaru still had no intention of returning to the rescue, so he said: "Okay!"
"It still has some blood!"
Li Yan nodded and said to Wang Xiaojie, who was overjoyed: "Fight well and don't lose the dignity of the Tang Dynasty. I believe you can win!"
"Thank you Li Wuwei!"
Wang Xiaojie clasped his fists, was inspired, and walked up with high morale.
A space was opened in front of the post house, allowing the two of them to do whatever they wanted.
Li Yan watches the battle.
These two people were rivals in history. Wang Xiaojie had a wonderful battle, which was to defeat the Tibetan army led by Brenzan and the Western Turkic coalition.
Now it would be good for the two of them to practice in advance.
Although the young Wang Xiaojie was not as arrogant and domineering as he was later, he was not lacking in bravery at all.
He walked to the field, took off his heavy armor, only wore a close-fitting short coat, with his two bare arms, took a long stick, and roared: "Tibetan thief! Come on!"
Brenzann Blade was shocked by his bravery. He just took a stance, but before he could react, he saw the long stick coming towards him.
The two fought together.
Li Yan saw a few moves and knew that Wang Xiaojie had a greater chance of winning in this battle.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win. This is an unbreakable truth.
Brenzan Ren, a noble boy, has endured hardships to be able to practice Nirvana Strength. His strength should not be underestimated, but martial arts is dead and people are alive. No matter how good the strength is, it will not be matched by the corresponding spirit and spirit.
Can't exert its power.
Apparently, many years of aristocratic life had worn away the sharpness of Brenzan's sword, so that when Wang Xiaojie went into battle shirtless, his momentum was suppressed, he could not let go of his hands and feet, and his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.
On the other hand, Wang Xiaojie is a fierce and fierce player, getting stronger as the battle progresses. One side performs exceptionally well, while the other side cannot even show seven points of strength. One is going down while the other is going up, and the outcome can be imagined.
Sure enough, with just over 30 moves, Wang Xiaojie found an opportunity and knocked away the Brenzan blade weapon with one stick, and came to Li Yan with a majestic attitude: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life!"
Li Yan praised: "What a brave man!"
Wang Xiaojie was both proud and happy.
With his bravery, he can only serve as a small team leader, which is really a waste of talent. He must seize the opportunity this time and be appreciated!