Datang Fenghua Road

Han Yue glanced slightly at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Unexpectedly, the Prime Minister will come here tonight, and he is also like a fish in water. Sure enough, the folk proverb is right. Those who share the same taste will fall in love at the first sight..."

Lu Dongzan's face twitched with a smile, slightly embarrassed.

Han Yue walked slowly to a few banquet tables, and suddenly shouted angrily, "Get out of here quickly, this king wants to sit at this table."

The tone of these words was so arrogant that it made the minister look ashamed and angry.

This person just hesitated for a moment, Han Yue suddenly flew up with a kick, and snorted coldly: "Grandma didn't understand people's words, Taiyuan Wang's are all donkeys, they can't be led away, they are backwards. "

The minister was kicked away by him, and suddenly the banquet table near Lu Dongzan was emptied. Han Yue sat on his butt, and sorted his clothes with a smile on his face.

The corners of Wang Zhao's eyes twitched a few times, and he suddenly said angrily, "Your Highness is arrogant and arrogant. Do you still have etiquette in your eyes? You are the first prince of the Tang Dynasty, and you must set an example for the royal family."

"Hey, Mr. Wang Zhao, you've been talking a lot lately!"

Han Yue half-true and half-false praise, hehe said: "If you continue to work hard, I'm afraid that one day you will really learn the skills of Quan Wang Gui..."

Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, but his tone of mouth was pretending to be curious, and he continued: "By the way, the old patriarch Wang Gui of your family has been dead for almost a year, right? Has someone cleared the grass on the grave? Has it changed? A dead bone in a tomb?"

"You..." Wang Zhao bristled with anger, wanting to burst into tears.

A clansman next to him hugged Wang Zhao's arm vigorously, and said in horror: "Patriarch, don't be fooled, King Zhao wants to kill someone again with an excuse."

At the top of the court hall, Han Yue was just looking for an excuse to tease their old patriarch, and finally cut off the opponent's head with a sword.

Now that Han Yue brought up the old story again, Wang Zhao was full of anger by his provocation, but the people around him realized that something was wrong, and they all said with fear in their hearts: "It's not good, it's not good, King Zhao wants to kill again."

In the eyes of the people of the Tang Dynasty, Han Yue is an amiable prince of our family.But in the eyes of a wealthy family, Han Yue is definitely a tyrannical butcher.

Seeing that everyone's momentum was suppressed by himself, Han Yue nodded with satisfaction.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Lu Dongzan's shoulder, like a fox and a dog, and said with a smile, "The great minister asked me to write a poem just now?"

Lu Dongzan was holding his arm on his shoulders, only to feel that the pressure on his body suddenly increased, the Tubo prime minister twisted his body hard, and finally found that he could not escape Han Yue's clutches.

He let out a sigh, his face twitched, and said, "Your Majesty's poetic talents are the crown jewels of the world. Although this old man is an envoy, he also likes the culture of the Han family."

Speaking of this, I suddenly felt that Han Yue's palm was a little hard, and quickly changed his words: "It's the old man who likes the Han culture, not the whole Tubo who likes the Han culture."

This must be explained clearly, otherwise he is afraid that Han Yue will go crazy and kill him.

It's okay to say that you like it. After all, there are too many foreigners who admire Han culture in this era. No matter how unreasonable Han Yue is, it is impossible to use this excuse to get angry.

But it is serious to say that the whole of Tibet likes Han culture. You all like the Han family in the whole country, do you want to invade our territory?If you want to invade our territory, then this king can kill you...

In the past few days, Lu Dongzan has learned Han Yue's unreasonableness, and he does not want to leave any words for Han Yue.

Sure enough, Han Yue looked a little angry, and he let go of Lu Dongzan's shoulder unwillingly.

"Why doesn't Daxiang insist on his greed and make it clear that the whole of Tibet is willing to invade?"

Lu Dongzan coughed and changed the subject: "Tonight is the New Year's Eve of the Han family, and this old man is a minister of foreign envoys. I came to this banquet at the invitation of your majesty. Wouldn't you like to give your father a face? ?"

This may sound like a sign of weakness on the surface, but in fact, it is a hidden provocation.Lu Dongzan is known as a hero of the Tubo generation, and his ability to become a prime minister is by no means a vain name.

It's a pity that Han Yue didn't answer this question, but continued: "You Tubo is also a big country in the world. This king heard that Songtsan Gampo is known as the son of the gods. He only took ten years to rule the grasslands, and he is really a heroic figure. It just so happens that this king is also a child of a fairy, I really want to play with him, the son of the gods..."

The so-called playing with two hands basically means fighting.

When the confrontation came here, Lu Dongzan would lose the national system if he showed weakness again. The guy took a deep breath and said solemnly: "If the prince really has this heart, this old man can agree on behalf of the country. The plateau has frozen soil for ten thousand years. Perfect for burial."

Han Yue chuckled and murmured, "Tubo Plateau? Himalayas!"

With pride on his face, Lu Dongzan said loudly: "I have the protection barrier given by the gods to protect the country, and no one in the world can invade the Tubo. Therefore, we are the only countries in the world who can intrude on others, but others can't retaliate against us. Lord, you Although you have internal strength, you have no tyrannical internal strength under your command..."

Han Yue snorted and nodded frequently: "What the great minister said is very reasonable. The Tubo barrier is indeed invincible."

He suddenly gave Lu Dongzan a meaningful look, and said with a smile: "Actually, this king has been addicted to his mouth, so I won't send soldiers to the plateau to die."

But the more he said that, the more Lu Dongzan felt something was wrong. The Tubo grandfather twitched a few times, he couldn't help but hesitated and said, "Your Highness is known as a genius in the world, could it be that you have found a way to restrain the Tubo barrier? ?"

Han Yue laughed and shook his head again and again: "I'm not an immortal, how can I be a god? By the way, don't you want to write a poem, let this king listen to it first."

Lu Dongzan stared at Han Yue with bright eyes, as if he wanted to see the clues on Han Yue's face, but Han Yue held up the wine glass leisurely, smiled and lowered his head to drink.

"If you want to see what I'm thinking, you're almost at an old man's level."

After a while, Lu Dongzan finally felt that Han Yue was just scaring himself.

With a smile on his face again, he nodded slowly and said, "Since the lord wants to listen to poetry, then the truth can be a good idea. I have also read the poetry books of the Han family, and can barely write one or two poems."

"Then come here!"

Han Yue raised his head and poured a glass of wine, his smile seemed to return to the scoundrel in his early years.

Lu Dongzan gave him a deep look, and said with emotion, "Why don't you want to cultivate your aura when you are in a high position? The prince's actions are unexpected, I really don't know which one is you!"

Han Yue snorted and replied with a deep expression: "You better not know which one is me, otherwise the whole of Tibet will cry, what Songtsen Gampo wants to do, this king understands in his heart, and you must also understand in your heart..."

Chapter 580 Han Yue writes poems just to kill people

Lu Dongzan let out a breath slowly, and his expression was not shaken by Han Yue's threat. The Tubo Prime Minister slowly stood up from behind the banquet table, bowed his hands to Li Shimin from a distance, and said solemnly: "The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty is here!" , the truth has a poem to say."

Li Shimin was at the top, with piercing eyes. The emperor first glanced at Han Yue, and then he laughed loudly and said, "Your Excellency came from afar, and you are indeed a distinguished guest of the Tang Dynasty. Poetry complements each other."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, Haha said again: "Dare to ask for Fu..."

Lu Dongzan coughed, looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, and spit out: "I used to read poetry and books to laugh at the Han and Tang Dynasties, and I also want to grow mulberry in Tubo. Millions of soldiers will eventually have it today, I don't know how the history books show it? The plateau has been unified for many years. This matter, Hu Chief of the Western Regions is heartbroken. However, the gods have no noble son, and the princess is so happy."

After reading this poem, needles can be heard all over the place.

There is no stupid person who can attend the royal banquet on New Year's Eve, and even military generals can hear the ambition in this poem.

Not only ambitious, but also very arrogant.

Lu Dongzan suddenly bowed his hands to Li Shimin and said solemnly, "Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, listen to the truth, this poem is not written by the truth."

Li Shimin's eyes were piercing, and he deliberately asked: "Since it wasn't made by the prime minister, who said this poem?"

Lu Dongzan tidied up his clothes, and said proudly: "To be honest, this poem is the heartfelt words of the Tubo emperor. My emperor, Songtsan Gampo, is a man of great talent. He ruled the plateau for ten years and established a great reputation. There is no one in the backyard of the palace, and I would like to marry the noble daughter of the Tang Dynasty to sit in the town..."

finally come!

Han Yue's eyes were slightly cold, and he slowly put the wine glass on the table.

Not far away, Chang Le and others were pale, and a group of princesses all peeped to see Li Shimin.

There was silence all over the place, and the princesses were silent.In particular, several princesses with lower identities were shivering, and there were tears in their eyes.