Chapter 1922 What the hell is the meaning of this special mother?
After hearing Cheng Sanlang's words, I didn't know what to say.
Soon, I heard Cheng Sanlang speak again. "However, I like to deal with ambitious people."
"If you don't even have this ambition, how can you succeed?"
Cheng Chubi looked at Shang Nima, a wealthy man from the plateau, and could not have imagined that his fate with him was already destined when they met in Jianchuan City in Yaozhou.
Not to mention other things, due to his status as a member of the Xiangxiong royal family, coupled with his wealth as a wealthy businessman, he is extremely wealthy.
This guy already has a very solid foundation, if Datang is willing to help again.
Cheng Sanlang felt that in that case, the struggle between the two heroes on the plateau that he had longed for might actually become a reality.
The only uncertain factor is the unlucky leader of the Xiangxiong Kingdom, Li Mixia, who only thinks about women and muscles.
This guy can either die as soon as possible or disappear directly. This will be most conducive to the revival of Xiangxiong Kingdom.
But this guy is still alive and imprisoned by Tubo. This is the most damning thing.
However, such a small flaw does not matter. Then Li Mixia is unlucky and will find a way to solve it in the future.
Let's see if we find a way to rescue him, or let him become a hero of Shang Shung Kingdom and a heroic spirit that countless brave and wise men in Shang Shung Kingdom follow and imitate.
Well, anyway, Cheng Sanlang just thought about it himself, and it’s hard to say whether it can become a reality.
However, for Nima, a wealthy businessman who met both sides on the plateau, Cheng Sanlang felt that he could give him a reassurance.
"Nima, can you write?" Cheng Chubi looked at Nima with a smile.
Nima nodded, looking a little embarrassed and said, "I can only say that I have a rough grasp of writing. I wonder what Taibao Cheng needs from me to write?"
"As long as you know how to write, come on, come on, that Deng Chengxin, come here, go to the back for me, kill a sheep, and bring me a basin of blood."
"???" Deng Chengxin and Nima looked at Cheng Sanlang in confusion. What do they want to do?
I saw Cheng Sanlang's eyes roll after he had just finished giving instructions.
"Sheep's blood has a strong smell, which makes it easy for people to detect flaws. Otherwise, if you do this, get a rabbit and a chicken.
Three animals, each of which requires two taels of blood, is mixed together and brought over."
"Sir, what are you doing?" Deng Chengxin glanced at the also confused plateau red man Nima beside him with a confused expression.
Some people don’t quite understand what their third young master wants to do. Three kinds of blood are mixed together and served. Is it possible that this is a drink for pure men from the plateau?
"Of course I'm asking this great shopkeeper to write a letter in blood for their leader Li Mi Xia of Xiangxiong Kingdom."
"!!!" Nima's eyes suddenly widened into copper bells, looking straight at the talkative Cheng Sanlang in front of him.
His mouth was grinning to the extreme, and his mandible was almost dislocated. He ghost-wrote a blood book. What the hell does this mean?
"What are you doing here? Why don't you go quickly?" Cheng Chubi glared at Deng Chengxin, who quickly rolled out and crawled to the ground.
As for this Tibetan businessman Nima, whose expression was so exaggerated and distorted, Cheng Sanlang was very unhappy.
I'm so handsome, why do you look like you've seen a ghost?
"Put away that expression and sit up straight. If you want to achieve great things, you must have the mentality to be able to talk and laugh calmly in the face of rough waves."
"Yes, but I think this is the case..." Nima was lying in her heart, stammering and trying to persuade Cheng Sanlang to stop being so arrogant.
Cheng Sanlang raised his hand with a big slap, leaving no doubt and categorical.
"I don't want you to think, I want me to think. If I think this can be done, then let's do it."
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Without waiting too long, Deng Chengxin rushed over with a copper bowl and placed it respectfully on the table.
Then he quickly started to prepare pens and paper, but Cheng Sanlang stopped Deng Chengxin.
"Don't use paper or pen. If you use these things to write, it will be easy for the information to be leaked and others will find out whether it is true or false, okay?"
Cheng Chubi came over and pointed to the paper on the desk. "This paper is Cheng's paper, and this is a fine brush."
"I want the boss of Nigeria to write a bloody letter on behalf of their king. If you can even have paper and pen, how can you make it appear that their king is in a difficult situation now?"
After hearing what Cheng Sanlang said, even Nima, who was worried about this matter, couldn't help but look at Cheng Sanlang with awe.
Why does it feel like this little Taibao Cheng seems to be very skilled in doing all these evil things?
"Nima, you're still standing there in a daze, come here quickly, come here, come here, take off your clothes quickly."
His anus suddenly tightened, but fortunately, Cheng Sanlang's next words made him relax.
"Which piece of clothing is the oldest on your body? Look through it yourself and tear off a strip of cloth."
"Remember, you can't use a knife, you can only tear it off with your hands, and you have to pick the oldest clothes on your body..."
Under the guidance of Cheng Sanlang, the best counterfeit expert in the Tang Dynasty, Nima, a wealthy plateau businessman who had always been honest and trustworthy, began to clumsily engage in fraud.
Moreover, the first time he committed fraud, he caused a big incident: the blood letter incident of Li Mixia, the leader of Xiangxiong Kingdom.
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Nima trembled and let Cheng Sanlang guide her in writing. Not only did the words need to be short enough, but also concise enough, and it also highlighted the story of Xiangxiong, the leader of the Kingdom, who was captured alive by the Tubo thieves because of the betrayal of the princess and his courtiers.
Anger and frustration.
At the same time, he must also reveal his extremely unwilling desire to survive, and he must also be able to express his admiration for the great and noble Emperor of the Tang Dynasty in words that touch people's hearts.
And he was very eager to get help from His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, whether it was nominal or substantial.
I hope that His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty can allow the Xiangxiong Kingdom, one of the two heroes on the plateau, to continue to raise its head high on the plateau.
In addition, the Shangshung Kingdom is willing to be a vassal of the Tang Dynasty forever, rather than being a lackey of the Tubo.
This article is really difficult to write. After all, it needs to be easy to understand, very concise, and it also needs to be in line with the mentality of Li Mixia, the leader of Xiangxiong Kingdom.
Fortunately, Cheng Sanlang is indeed the most talented martial arts disciple in the Tang Dynasty. He has published a large number of artistic masterpieces, including but not limited to: "Shunliu Zhiyin Ballad of Hundred Family Surnames", "The Romance of Cheng Sanlang Jiannan Road", "Luoyang"
"The Peony Pavilion" and other literary works.
He has frequently published articles in national publications such as "Chang'an Xunbao" and gained a large number of fans.