Cheng Yaojin held up two Xuanhua axes in both hands and shouted at Lu Bu: "That fool, take two axes from me, Old Cheng!"
Before he finished speaking, Lao Cheng had already rushed to Lu Bu with an ax in his hand.
Du He was so frightened that he quickly stepped back.
With a cold look on his face, Lu Bu took two steps forward and held hands with Cheng Yaojin.
"Pick your ears!"
"Gouge your eyes!"
"Pick your teeth!"
As soon as he finished using the three-axe, he heard an ouch from Lao Cheng, and with a thud, Lu Bu tripped over his leg and fell to the ground.
Cheng Yaojin's face turned the color of pig liver from suppressing his emotions, which was very embarrassing.
He turned around and shouted: "Second brother Qin, this idiot is a bit evil, come and help me!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Qiong pulled out his golden mace and went to kill him.
The yard was buzzing with noise for a while, making it very lively.
Unfortunately, Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin, who had drawn out their weapons, were no match for Lu Bu, who was bare-handed, and fell down in a short time.
At this time, a voice came from outside the door: "General Qin, General Cheng, I'm here to help you two!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white-robed general rushed in. He looked very heroic and held a spear in his hand.
This person is none other than Li Junxian, the general who guarded the imperial city.
The situation suddenly became three to one!
Du He saw it and said angrily: "Oh, I'll go, it's so shameless... three against one!"
He looked around, hurriedly grabbed a wooden stick as tall as a person from one of the monks, and threw it to Lu Bu.
"Lu Bu, flatten them!"
Lu Bu took the stick and became more courageous as he fought.
Less than five minutes.
Lao Cheng suddenly shouted: "No fight, no fight, who is this idiot? How can he be so powerful?"
Both sides stopped.
Qin Qiong and the other two were panting from exhaustion, but Lu Bu was very calm.
Du He stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Uncle Cheng, I was looking so excited, why did I stop suddenly?"
Cheng Yaojin threw the ax away: "You bastard, if you can take advantage of Cheng's axe, don't let this fool stand in your way."
Du He chuckled: "Haha, you think I'm stupid."
Qin Qiong and others: "..."
Cheng Yaojin said discouragedly: "Little bastard, hurry up and follow me into the palace, otherwise the entire Lai Kingdom Palace will be sent to Lingnan."
Du He tilted his head and thought for a while, then laughed: "Lingnan? Isn't that the Guangdong area? That area is just undeveloped. When it is developed, it will be no worse than Chang'an City. It's just right. Your Majesty will assign me too.
Let’s go to Lingnan!”
Cheng Yaojin: "..."
Qin Qiong stepped forward and said helplessly: "Du He, if someone else marries the princess, it will be a matter of honor for the ancestors. It would be better for you to escape from the marriage. Do you know that now the whole Chang'an City knows about it? What do you want your majesty to do?"
How come? The royal family has lost all its face!"
Du He shook his head and said: "Uncle Qin, go and tell His Majesty, just say that the Turks are not extinct, why do you call home? Every time I think of the people at the border who have been repeatedly invaded by the Turks, my heart is cut like a knife, and I can't sleep at night.
If I can’t eat, how will I face the world if I really marry Princess Runan?”
Cheng Yaojin and Qin Qiong were stunned for a while.
Suddenly, Du He shouted: "The pen and ink will serve you!"
Tan Zong, who was standing by, hurriedly ordered people to bring up pens, inks, paper and inkstones.
With a stroke of his pen, Du He left four sentences on the paper:
The Xia Ming sword on the bowed back shines on the frost, and the horse comes out of Xianyang in the autumn wind.
I have not taken over the world and the land of Hexi, and I dare not look back at my hometown.
Du He finished writing and sighed: "I think that the great rivers and mountains of the Tang Dynasty, and the Hexi area, fell into the hands of the Turks. Every time I think about this, I feel sad."
This is "Youth Journey" left by Ling Huchu, a famous figure in the Tang Dynasty, a hundred years later. Du He borrowed it without mercy and changed a few words.
Cheng Yaojin and others came forward to take a look, scratched their heads and asked, "What is written here?"
Du He was speechless: "I'd trouble Uncle Cheng to bring it to Your Majesty. Your Majesty will naturally understand what I mean."
Immediately, Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, and Li Junxian withdrew their troops and returned to Chang'an City.
Du He touched his stomach, turned around and looked at Tan Zong with a smile: "Abbott, for some reason, I'm hungry again..."
Tan Zong almost cried.
Three generals came to Chang'an City, but they didn't get rid of this scourge!
Tan Zong said hurriedly: "I will arrange for people to cook vegetarian meals..."
Du He hurriedly shook his head: "Stop, stop, I don't want to be a vegetarian anymore. There is a village nearby. How about Abbot Tanzong help me buy some chickens and make chicken soup?"
Tan Zong became angry and shouted: "You...you, don't bully others too much!"
Hearing this, Du He turned to look at Lu Bu: "Lu Bu, they say you are powerful. Can you get rid of the big Buddha in the main hall of our temple?"
Lu Bu nodded without thinking, "Young master, you can take him away!"
Tan Zong's legs went weak and he almost fainted.
"Master Du, wait a moment, I'm going to buy you chicken soup!"
Tan Zong thought that he was a master after all. Back then, he led his twelve disciples to kill Wang Shichong with great joy. Unexpectedly, he fell into the hands of a playboy today, and his reputation was completely ruined.
…
Imperial Palace, Tai Chi Hall.
Emperor Li Er was dealing with the memorial. Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin quietly walked in. As soon as Zhao Yang, the chamberlain, was about to speak, he was glared at by Cheng Yaojin.
Cheng Yaojin stepped forward and placed the poem written by Du He on Li Er's desk.
Li Eryi raised his head, read a few sentences, and was immediately shocked.
When he raised his head again, he was right in front of Cheng Yaojin's big face, his muscles trembling with laughter.
Li Er put down his brush speechlessly and asked: "Yizhen, I asked you to catch Du He, have you caught him?"
Cheng Yaojin scratched his head and said: "Your Majesty, I found him, but I didn't bring him back. Your Majesty, I think that the boy from the Du family really has a reason for running away from his marriage!"
"Oh? What's the reason?"
Cheng Yaojin pointed to the poem, "It's all on top!"
Li Er was amused and asked: "Then do you know what is written on it?"
Lao Cheng shook his head honestly.
boom.
Li Eryi slapped his hand on the table: "You are such a Cheng Zhijie, you don't know half of the Chinese characters, how dare you follow Du He to deceive me. Let me tell you what is written on it!"
"Du Xiang gave birth to a good son. He can't even hold a sword. He still wants to be a general and go to conquer the Turks. He also said that he won't even dare to return to his hometown unless he regains the land of Hexi in the Tang Dynasty!"
Cheng Yaojin added: "What a great ambition!"
Snapped.
Li Er was so angry that he slapped the table again: "Nonsense, what kind of ambition? I have countless beloved generals and hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers. How can I still not recover the land in Hexi? Why should he, Du He, do this?
The boy obviously wants to escape from the marriage and does not want to marry my daughter..."
Cheng Yaojin looked at Li Er eagerly and asked: "Your Majesty, then..."
Li Er waved his hand: "Forget it, give this poem to Yu Shinan first, and tell Keming to bring Du He to see me tomorrow morning. I have to say that this poem is still very well written, especially this one
The words actually have a bit of Wang Xizhi's flavor... It seems that the boy from the Du family is not without merit!"