Chapter 44, Li Xingyun, don’t you refuse anyone who comes?

"You two know that there is an old saying in the Central Plains, which is that the melons that are forced are not sweet." Zhang Zifan said bitterly.

If he could go back to that night, he would definitely give himself a few big mouths and stop...drinking less wine so that he would not offend these two distinctive-looking women in front of him.

"Whether it's sweet or not, only those who have tasted it will know. That night... Zhang Lang was really brave!" Qingguo [Yelüta Buyan] reached out and hooked Zhang Zifan's handsome face.

As the princess of the Mobei Dynasty, she was used to being arrogant and domineering. Even if she came to the Tang Dynasty under the pseudonym Qingguo, she still had that fearless temper.

If anyone else had dared to be so ignorant, she would have beaten them to death long ago.

Yes...

Only for Zhang Zifan, she really likes him and is reluctant to scold him.

"Zhang Lang, you are not the kind of man who takes advantage and is unwilling to take responsibility, are you?" Qingcheng [Yelüta Buhua] sounded delicate.

In her opinion.

The two of them are princesses of the Mobei Dynasty, and Zhang Zifan is just a young master of Tongwen Hall.

Apart from their appearance, in terms of identity and status, how could they not be worthy of Zhang Zifan today?

"Responsible? I'm not responsible, what can you do to me?" Zhang Zifan sneered.

As soon as these words came out.

Qingguo [Yelüta Buyan] and Qingcheng [Yelüta Buhua] looked at each other. They had a clear understanding of each other. They took out a thick and black rope from nowhere and tied Zhang Zifan into a human flesh rice dumpling.
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"No, Zhang Lang, you are our sister's husband. We won't beat you or scold you. I will learn to be a good wife. Now let's go back and have a good rest!"

Finished.

Qingguo [Yelüta Buyan] stretched out his thick hands and hugged Zhang Zifan, the human flesh rice dumpling, as easily as hugging a human-shaped pillow.

She is very tall, wide and fat, and extremely strong. From a distance, she looks like a hill. Zhang Zifan can't even struggle in her arms.

"Help!!!"

This is a desperate cry from Zhang Zifan. He really hopes that someone can save him.

"Zhang Lang, stop shouting. If you shout again, no one will come out to save you." Qingcheng [Yelüta Buhua] gently patted her man Zhang Zifan on the shoulder.

"Let me go, let me go quickly! Do you know what you are doing?" Zhang Zifan looked desperate. He had already thought of the nightmare-like scene in the near future.

He can’t figure it out, he can’t figure it out!

Why are Mobei women so tough and do what they want with their sexual desires? Even if he wants to be a scumbag, he has no chance. In the end, he was caught by their sisters.

"Hahahaha...Zhang Lang, stop resisting, come on, have a mouth." Qingguo [Yelüta Buyan] slapped Zhang Zifan in his arms.

"Woooooooo...help!" Zhang Zifan struggled and whimpered.

At this time.

About five hundred meters away, inside the corner.

"We just watched helplessly as the young master was kidnapped by these two ugly monsters?"

"The Holy Lord has personally ordered that we should not interfere with matters involving these two people."

"The Holy Lord ordered? It seems that the identity behind the two of them should be very unusual."

"I don't know, but judging from his accent, he should be from Mobei, but I don't know his true identity."

"People from Mobei, no wonder they look so strange, one is as thick as an ox and the other is as skinny as wood."

"Oh, what a hardship, young master, what happened next is a bit unsightly!"

About twenty Tongwenguan disciples gathered together. They were all subordinates of Zhang Zifan, the young master of Tongwenguan. In theory, they should have rushed out to rescue Zhang Zifan.

It’s just.

Since Li Siyuan, the holy master of Tongwen Hall, had personally confessed, they had no way to save people. They could only watch Zhang Zifan being kidnapped by sisters Qingguo [Yelüta Buyan] and Qingcheng [Yelüta Buhua].

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At the same time.

Jin State, Tongwen Hall.

This is a large courtyard. When you enter the courtyard, you can see rows of straight green bamboos everywhere. Because it is spring, the leaves are green and full of vitality.

There is a path about five feet wide in the middle of the green bamboo forest, winding around the east side of the wall and extending to the back, passing through the round arch and entering the courtyard.

As you can see, the yard is planted with flowers and trees of all seasons. Currently, only a few peach trees are still blooming, and they will probably bear fruit around summer and autumn.

There is a pavilion in the center of the yard, and there are two middle-aged men sitting in this pavilion.

On the stone platform of the pavilion, there are three cups of green tea and some delicious snacks.

"Brother, now that the emperor has ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, all the people have returned to their hearts. Unlike Tang Zhaozong Li Ye, this Li Xingyun actually re-employed a bad person. What is even more hateful is that the empress of Qi State actually used Qi State as a dowry. Now you and I are brothers

The big tree that the two of you are leaning on may not last long."

The middle-aged man who spoke was named Li Sizhao, Tongwenguan Yasheng, the third Taibao, and the third among the Thirteen Taibao. Li Keyong's adopted son was loyal to his eldest brother Li Siyuan.

"Third brother, the restoration of the Tang Dynasty has become a foregone conclusion. As ministers of the Tang Dynasty, we should be loyal to the emperor and the Tang Dynasty. However, I really didn't expect that the bad commander who lived for three hundred years would be willing to spend thirty years to restore the Tang Dynasty.

To pave the way for that Li Xingyun, you must know that thirty years ago, we were just children."

This middle-aged man, dressed as a Confucian scholar in white, looks gentle and elegant, has slightly long ears, and looks very kind-hearted, but deep in his pupils, there is a huge ambition hidden.

He is one of the Thirteen Taibao of the Jin Kingdom, Li Siyuan, the adopted son of the current Jin King Li Keyong, and the current Holy Master of Tongwen Hall. He has practiced the Holy Qiankun Gong and his internal strength has reached the Great Heavenly Level.

"Thirty years, it's longer than imagined. It's already a generation." Li Sizhao shook his head helplessly, and a sense of powerlessness came to his mind.

As one of the most trusted confidants of Li Siyuan, the Holy Master of Tongwen Hall, he naturally knows the ambition hidden in his elder brother Li Siyuan's heart.

Nothing surprising though.

It has been thirty years since the fall of the Tang Dynasty, and the bloodline of the Li Tang royal family has disappeared.

As long as there is a little ambition in the heart, who doesn’t have the idea of ​​competing in the world?

But now, the shameless empress of the Qi Kingdom gave away the Qi Kingdom as a dowry, completely killing all the feudal kings and Jiedushi's unrealistic ideas.

"Don't talk about this, third brother, do you know my adopted son Zhang Zifan?" Li Siyuan picked up the blue-gray tea cup in his hand and gently blew the slightly hot tea.

Just as he said.

The restoration of the Tang Dynasty is a foregone conclusion.

He can only be a Tang minister, and he can only be a Tang minister, and he can't think too much about anything else.

How to say some things.

Even if Li Xingyun, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, is a loser, he has not been in court for more than ten years, is idle fishing every day, or is sitting in the palace learning wood carving.

As long as he trusts bad people, he is still willing to trust bad handsome men.

The Tang Dynasty cannot be destroyed.

At least during the reign of Emperor Li Xingyun of the Tang Dynasty, no one could let the Tang Dynasty suffer the crisis of destruction.

Nothing else.

When the force of force has reached a certain level, even the powerful have to bow to it.

Let’s use an analogy.

Jin Wang Li Keyong dared to raise an army to rebel today, but his head was immediately moved the next day.

This is the intimidation of the bad commander Yuan Tiangang, the sharp sword hanging over the head of the vassal king Jiedushi.

Like a god or a devil, domineering and ruthless.

"Zifan? What has he done recently to displease eldest brother?" Li Sizhao asked.

He doesn't know much about Zhang Zifan.

I only know that this is an abandoned baby that my elder brother picked up from outside. He raised him from an early age and taught him carefully. In recent years, he has been pushing him to take the position of the young master of Tongwen Hall.

If there are no accidents, the future Zhang Zifan will be the Holy Master of Tongwen Hall. This is a treatment that none of his eldest brother's sons and daughters have ever received.

In the eyes of their uncles and elders.

Although Zhang Zifan is only his eldest brother's adopted son, he still raises him as his biological son.

At least for now.

These uncles and elders have never seen their eldest brother treat his adopted son in any way. In many things, he can really be said to be the most benevolent and righteous man.

"No, no, no, third brother, this time Zifan didn't cause me trouble outside, and he also brought me a big surprise. Not only did Zifan become brothers with the current emperor Li Xingyun, he also became friends with the two Mobei royal families.

The relationship between the princesses is quite deep." Li Siyuan smiled calmly.

He has never treated Zhang Zifan badly, and believes that his adopted father has done a good job in many aspects, at least much better than his adopted father Li Keyong.

My adopted father, Li Keyong, has had a total of twelve adopted sons and daughters over the past few decades, but including himself, the Holy Master of Tongwen Hall, they are just twelve dogs raised in his home.

Sometimes.
To be continued...