The angry crowd crowded forward, and the national humiliation had already overwhelmed everyone''s mind.


    Looking at this posture, I feel like I''m going to beat the Tubo Prince and turn over the land to relieve my anger.


    However, the people''s anger belongs to the people''s anger. People in the government such as Jin Wuwei can still see the stakes.


    Even though the Tubo Prince is abhorrent, he has not yet made a public show of his arrogance.


    What''s more, now the northern territory of Datang is chaotic enough. At this time, Chang''an must not make any mistakes again.


    Jin Wuwei, whose duty was to maintain the order of the Imperial City, blocked the crowd with a horizontal halberd and tried to stop them from moving forward.


    The people''s anger rose, gradually became fierce and turbulent, and even there were some signs that Jin Wuwei could not support it.


    Lu Anzan, who was sitting in front of the Shizi, was slightly moved.


    Unexpectedly, the people of Datang are so fierce.


    If it really goes on, the four of them present will never get any benefit.


    Lu Anzan coughed softly, met the eyes of the Tubo Prince and motioned to him secretly.


    The Tubo Prince understood, raised his hands and said in a loud voice.


    "The Tang Dynasty, a country of great ceremonies, is this the gift of hospitality?"


    The vigorous and powerful voice is particularly conspicuous in these abusive voices.


    The people of Datang, who were already unjustifiable, gradually calmed down.


    Looking at the calm people of the Tang Dynasty, the Tubo Prince suddenly turned around, pointed to Li Hui and sneered.


    "This is the so-called Tang jiaozi? In my opinion, it''s just a group of grass bags dancing under the banner of literati."


    After that, the Tubo Prince brushed his sleeves, stood with his hands down, raised his head, glanced disdainfully at Li Hui and said in a loud voice.


    "Tang literati, that''s all!"


    "It''s boring, Datang, no opponent!"


    Finally, the Tubo Prince walked slowly towards the outside.


    The three Tubo envoys sitting in the audience looked arrogant, pretended to raise their heads and swaggered behind the Tubo prince.


    At the edge of the meeting, the Tubo Prince stopped and stepped on the knee high colored flag.


    In the crackling sound, the voice of the Tubo prince came again.


    "Tomorrow''s martial arts test, I will still be here, waiting for all Datang warriors to challenge!"


    "Also, childe Li, I advise you to go back to the house today and ask the horse shepherd for advice on how to lead the horse."


    The voice was not loud, but it went straight to Li Hui''s ear.


    Involuntarily, Li Hui''s body shook, his hands clenched angrily again, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palm, exuding a touch of crimson.


    Li Hui seemed to be completely unaware of the general, with bloodshot eyes staring at the leaving figure.


    Shame, anger, shame


    In my heart, I seem to have drilled into thousands of ants, eating my last bit of self-esteem.


    With the departure of the Tubo prince, the whole venue was quiet again.


    A cloud completely covered the scorching sun, and the sky darkened at this moment.


    A faint sigh of disappointment came from the crowd. A voice like mosquitoes and flies floated quietly.


    "Even a couplet can''t be right. Is this the son of the Tang Dynasty?"


    Although the voice was small, it fell in the ears of the literati sons present, but it sounded like thunder.


    Shame wrapped everyone up again.


    "Hey! It''s really disappointing. My skills are not as good as others. I really lost the face of Datang this time."


    After someone left this sentence, he left in the rustling footsteps.


    "I never thought that I would be compared by a foreigner!"


    "In the Tang Dynasty, the sons of literati were so unbearable that they lost to a barbarian!"


    "It''s also poetry composition. Is there such a big gap? It''s incredible!"


    As soon as you spoke and I spoke, all the people around whispered to the sons of the world present.


    These invisible words fell on Li Hui''s ear word by word and beat him in his heart word by word.


    A pair of big hands gently put on the shoulders.


    The voice of Fang Yiai came faintly.


    "Childe Li, you don''t have to blame yourself... There are days outside and people outside."


    "At present, the most important thing is to quickly pair out this second couplet and take off that couplet first."


    Li Hui, who was used to arrogance, was close to the edge of running away.


    When did he suffer such humiliation when he was arrogant and sought after by everyone.


    Today''s essay test pushed him, the son of the world, into a bottomless abyss.


    Looking at the house, several servants came with bamboo poles.


    He leaned back in his chair and stared at the birds passing in the sky.


    The paper test has been completed.


    Listen to the sigh in my ear and the sound of sparse footsteps leaving.


    Li Hui slowly closed his eyes.


    A voice lingered in my mind.


    Tang Shizi, is it really so bad?


    In the gradually dispersed crowd, a man stood in place and looked at the people in the house reluctantly hanging a scroll. His eyes were bleak.


    The scholars of the Tang Dynasty lost!


    When the breeze blew, the black and white words swayed wantonly with the autumn wind.


    It looks like the Tibetan mission that won and returned today.


    Record the last word "war". With a heavy sigh, the man turned his horse and went straight to Chang sun''s house.