A few people returned to Jinyang City, and it was already bright daytime.
Liu Wenjing was fifty years old and had fought all night. At this moment, she was still in good spirits and had no intention of going home to catch up on her sleep, so she said she wanted to report to Tang Gong about the night battle at Yingshan last night.
Wu Ma naturally sympathized with him and felt that he could not wait to show up after he had made great achievements, so he declined his sincere invitation to go with him.
"If Mr. Wu Lang doesn't see Mr. Tang, where else can he go?"
"It's about learning," Wu Ma said, "Last night during the night battle, I gained new insights in Jue Xue. I must find a secluded place to comprehend as soon as possible. If I delay for a little longer, I may lose this insight."
The dancing horse deliberately avoided Li Zhiyun and said to Liu Wenjing:
"Later, when you talk to Mr. Tang about yesterday's events, don't say that I figured out the mystery in the letter. Don't mention the battle at Yingshan last night. Don't mention what I planned, how I plotted, how I fought with the Turks.
Those who fight, all the credit goes to you and your disciples.
As for what you said about me, it’s best to say that I was jealous throughout the entire process.”
Yuwen Jianxue said: "Jealousy is a good word."
Liu Wenjing almost applauded, but when she was about to raise her hand, she suddenly felt that it was unreasonable, so she quickly said seriously: "Although I am greedy for merit and a good official, I will never take the credit from my brothers."
"It's best if you take them all," Wu Ma said, "Tang Gong of the province always thinks that I am a strategist and a master of calculations. He asks me to do this and that every day. My time is limited and I don't have enough knowledge to do it."
"I originally said that Mr. Wu Lang was a hermit and an expert, but it was just a compliment. Now when I say that you are gentle and calm, like a god and a fairy, it is with great sincerity." Liu Wenjing sighed: "If you become a great person in the future,
Immortal, I will burn two hundred and fifty sticks of incense for you every day to bless my official career and make me rich and noble throughout my life."
The dancing horse turned its back to the sun and said calmly:
"Since I am a scholar, I must maintain a detached mentality in terms of fame and fortune. Otherwise, in the end, I will be trapped in the feasting, drunkenness and dreaming, and indulge in the endless comings and goings without realizing it."
Liu Wenjing could only clap her hands. Yuwen Jianxue no longer looked at him coldly.
Dancing Horse expressed his true feelings at the right time, but he didn't know that he had reached a state where he could not eat the fireworks of the world. Finally, he told Liu Wenjing:
"Looking at the letter now, it appears that it was written by Li Zhiyun on behalf of his brother.
I am afraid that all the secret words and intentions in the letter were thought up by Li Zhiyun. This young man is young and has a lot of scheming. Brother Zhao Ren must not let his words get off the mark.
Later, when you see Mr. Tang, you can tell him the secret message, but you have to keep silent about the mystery and two possibilities hidden in it."
As he said this, he suddenly thought that in the history of the Eight Classics, Li Zhiyun was abandoned by his brother, and now grass can grow on his grave.
In the fantasy version of the Sui Dynasty, Li Zhiyun not only survived, but also became an awakened disciple. His picture has appeared in the illustrated book on the dancing horse.
Wu Ma once observed Li Zhiyun's words and deeds during a night battle.
Tang Gong's fifth son behaved calmly, unhurriedly, and not inferior to his elder brother in this wave of Turkic abductions and night battles.
The world of Old Tang's family is really lively.
From the corner of his eye, Dancing Horse looked at the young man in gray robe standing at the corner of the city gate with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the city wall, but actually he was wandering outside, thinking to himself.
Liu Wenjing is a veteran who lives in official circles. When the dancing horse makes fart movements, he can smell whether the dancing horse is eating garlic or green onions today. He immediately said:
"Of course I understand that once you get to the bottom of it, you will be suspected of causing trouble between the Tang family and his son, so you can't turn a good thing into a bad thing. Although I am greedy for power and show off, and I love to show off my ability and reputation, I can still see through this truth."
Wuma Xin said that you just cannot see through certain things, so you are lucky to be a high official. If you are not destined to enjoy long-term happiness, you can just be more careful.
After saying that, he gave detailed instructions on how to present his achievements last night. Liu Wenjing was so grateful that she could hardly restrain herself. She held the hand of the dancing horse and said:
"Since Mr. Wu Lang regards fame and fortune as rubbish and his bright future as rubble, why do you risk your life to save people in Yingshan Mountain?"
"There must be some people in this world,"
The dancing horse looks up to the sky,
"I don't want anything in return, I don't care about my efforts, I just want peace in the world and a clear conscience."
After hearing this, Liu Wenjing bowed again and again.
Yuwen Jianxue seemed to be moved by his words, and said to Liu Wenjing: "Brother, I'll give you my share of the credit, I don't care. When you show me your credit, I'm too lazy to go, so I'd better go home and make up for it."
It’s better to have some sleep.”
Liu Wenjing was so angry that she wanted to hit her on the buttocks with a wooden stick, "This is bullshit. I can defeat three... no, five thousand Turkic soldiers without your help?"
"That's not possible. Brother, what you are saying is that if you fight a hundred thousand Turkic soldiers in one night, even the gods can't compare with you."
Yuwen Jianxue said:
"People often say that if you sleep more, your appearance is better, but if you sleep less, your skin will be worse. I have worked hard all night and the dark circles under my eyes cannot be covered. If any interested bystanders look at it and say I don't know what I did last night, it will have no impact.
My perfect image in the minds of thousands of men in Jinyang City."
"Stop being so pretty."
Although Liu Wenjing had stomachache, she also knew that even though her disciples had fought side by side all night, they still had not eliminated yesterday's mistake of betraying their disciples. However, the merits of yesterday's night battle had to be witnessed by two more witnesses. Since Wu Ma was determined not to give up, Li Zhiyun was not too big.
Knowing the layout of the previous chapter, Yuwen Jianxue was the most suitable candidate to support her, so she could only coax him:
"My good disciple, just go with me for a while. If you hadn't taken action in this critical moment in this field battle, how could you have saved Tang Jiagoro? You will naturally receive such credit."
As he said that, he pointed to Jiangdu in the distance,
"Besides, you don't want to take revenge anymore?"
Yuwen Jianxue froze, "What does this have to do with anything?"
"How can you be an enemy of the Emperor with your own strength?"
Liu Wenjing said: "If you want to borrow Tang Gong's power, you must show your own value and increase your weight on the scale. Only then will Tang Gong put extra weight on you."
Yuwen Jianxue was silent.
In fact, the thousands of words I said before were not important. Only this last sentence hit Yuwen Jianxue's heart. She had to go.
Liu Wenjing told Wu Ma that he would take Qingxia with him, not only to keep her safe but also to report to Duke Tang.
Now that Qingxia's identity has been revealed to the public, it is impossible to follow Wu Ma with peace of mind. Wu Ma has no time to look at her.
If you accidentally let her slip away, you could be in big trouble.
Wu Ma Zhuanzhuo warned: "Qingxia will be of great use to me in my studies. No matter where you are detained, you must be heavily guarded. Remember to tell me the address of your detention when you come back."
Liu Wenjing said: "I plan to lock her up in the County Cheng Mansion. If you want to find her, go there."
So, the three of them parted ways.
After walking not far, I suddenly heard Yuwen Jianxue’s voice coming from behind:
"Where will Mr. Wu Lang go back to live?"
Wu Ma was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood that Yuwen Jianxue was asking her whether to go to Liu Wenjing's home or the home that Erlang of the Tang family gave her. She thought that she was still thinking about the incident of digging up the wall the day before, plus she was worried about Qingxia's escape last night.
, he followed him and slipped away to the place where the two of them were chatting, and he was really having a big headache when he calculated the accounts.
Anyway, the experiment on Yuwen Jianxue last night was almost done, so it is better to avoid her limelight for the time being, and then replied: