Rosefinch street.


    Li Zhi, dressed in plain clothes, stood in front of the stall and arranged his own business.


    According to Tang Hao''s requirements when he left, he had to set up a three-day stall in the imperial city before he could find his eldest sister and organize the business of the store.


    The winter sunshine is warm and warm.


    The new year is approaching, the streets are bustling with pedestrians, and most people come out to buy, but no one is willing to stay at their own stalls!


    After all, every family has this bean. It''s not a rare thing!


    Looking at the vendors shouting around, they attracted many buyers, but they were a little hard to say.


    A suit of Chinese clothes came into low eyes, and then a soft voice floated.


    "How do you sell these beans?"


    Li Zhi was a little surprised. It was the first buyer he welcomed one morning.


    He raised his face with joy. When he was about to answer, he saw a familiar face.


    Martial talent!


    Joy, excitement, shame and complex emotions poured into his heart. Li Zhi was a little dumb and at a loss.


    In the instant of looking at each other like this, the string that had been relaxed in his heart seemed to be stretched again in an inexplicable way.


    "Ah?... er... This..."


    Li Zhi''s cheek was a little hot. He had fantasized about the scene when the two met again countless times. He never thought it would be such an occasion to meet again.


    Seeing that Li Zhi couldn''t answer, Wu Cairen squatted down slowly.


    The slender hand reached into the sack, twisted a handful of beans and looked carefully.


    "Each one is round and full, and the size is moderate. Your beans are good."


    Li Zhi was a little silly. He didn''t know how to reply and murmured.


    "These... Are acquired by elder sister and let me experience..."


    "In fact, it''s the first time I''ve seen such a thing."


    The figure in front of him smiled, and his face looked especially solemn.


    "Like you, you can''t sell it here quietly."


    "This bean is not a rare thing in today''s Tang Dynasty. At least it can be accepted by the public only when it is made into bean cakes and tofu."


    "In other words, these things are too common. Even if someone comes to buy them, they are just some dignitaries and dignitaries who give animals and make some fine fodder."


    Hearing this, Li Zhi, who was at a loss, stood in place and said "Oh" quietly, so he didn''t know how to answer.


    It seems that in front of this dreamer, he has become a complete fool.


    His mouth was clumsy and his hands became clumsy.


    Looking at Li Zhi with his head down, Wu Cairen flashed a smile on his face and patted Li Zhi on the shoulder.


    "If not, I''ll teach you how to grind tofu."


    ……


    The cold wind whimpered, rolled up the snow on the ground and scattered on the fertile field.


    Under the wall in the distance, people were crowded, and there was a faint cry.


    The cloak around his neck brushed the fluff and swept his cheeks. Tang Hao stood on a small hill with his hands on his back. He looked coldly at the wasteland people like sheep and was driven to the city wall.


    The wind blew over the silver armor, and the armor at the hem rattled, just like the king of the world, overlooking the tragic situation of the Turks.


    Under the city wall in the distance, there were many men, women, old and young crowded together and pushed and pushed forward.


    They survived the previous wasteland massacre, and then were driven all the way here towards the closed city gate.


    One of the women walked slowly and fell out of the line. The Datang soldiers behind him threw their whip and slapped it on his back.


    In the scream, the woman pushed forward, and the cries of the wasteland people in front became more intense.


    In the huge crowd of people who accelerated suddenly, the staggering old people were squeezed to the ground, and countless pairs of footsteps stepped on them, making it difficult to get up again.


    Behind them, there were soldiers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty everywhere. In the quietly standing team, the wife with Tang characters was hunting in the wind.


    The siege equipment is being slowly pulled by some horses towards the wall.


    In the overwhelming military array, Tang Hao looked at the picture in front of him and did not move.


    Beside him, Chumo, Su Qingjie, Duan Zhixuan, Su dingfang and other senior generals are closely surrounded and silently watching all this.


    In the wind, low words sounded slowly.


    "The great emperor of Han Wu sent Li Guangli to avenge the great Wan country. On the March, a small country called Luntai resisted our troops and horses of the Tang Dynasty. As a result, the whole country slaughtered the city."


    "After this time, countries have avoided its edge and appeared extremely docile."


    Then he raised his whip and pointed to the picture in front of him. Tang Hao continued.


    "Our Datang is a state of etiquette. It doesn''t mean to give in all the way, let alone fear revenge."


    "Think of the plundered people. The grain in their hands is painstakingly planted one by one, facing the Loess and facing the scorching sun."


    "What''s wrong with them? Why should they be deprived of the fruits of their labor by other nationalities in foreign countries for no reason?"


    Wu Tong''s face was slightly moved and turned his head.


    "Oh! Perhaps in the eyes of these barbarians, force is the right way, and robbery is the ability."


    The eyes became colder and colder at the next moment, and the tone became colder and colder.


    "Even so, they should have a taste of being beaten."