Datang: Empress mother-in-law sent Li Er to test me

After finishing speaking, with a livid face, he led the Turkic mission towards the direction of the Honglu guest house.

"Send the envoys back to Honglu Temple!"

Team leader Yang smiled and shouted at the yamen servants, and then looked at the merchants in Dongshi standing outside the square gate watching the excitement, waved his hands and said, "What are you supposed to do, you're fine!"

The people in Dongshi nodded excitedly, and seeing their leaving backs, they began to discuss.

"Ping Kangbo really has tricks!"

"Haha, that is, otherwise could it be Ping Kangbo?"

"Isn't it the first time the Turks have been deflated in Chang'an City?"

"Yes, this is the first time!"

Everyone was talking excitedly, some people even watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, they didn't do business, they ran to various squares in the city, and spread the news about what happened in Dongshi.

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"Zhishi Yimo, what are you eating!"

In the Honglu guest house, seeing Zhishi Yimo and others returning empty-handed, and knowing what happened, Zhishi Shanguang angrily threw his teacup, pointed at him and said, "You can't do this well, you still have the face return?"

"Burke, you can't blame your subordinates for this."

Zhishi Yimo smiled wryly and said: "It's that Zhang Dun, he's too cunning, to think of such a way, and his subordinates can't do anything about it."

Zhishi Shanguang jumped up and said, "You bastard, you're really a bastard!"

I originally thought that by virtue of this incident, I could establish my prestige in Chang'an City.

It's good now, if you steal the chicken, you won't lose the rice, but you will lose all your face!

"Tell me, what should I do now?"

Zhishi Shanguang said angrily: "In Chang'an City, there are also our Turks' eyeliner. If you fail to succeed, the news will inevitably spread back. At that time, people from all tribes will blame me for embarrassing Turks. What face do you have to go back to the Turks?"

Zhishi Yimo looked serious, and said: "Burke, the matter has not reached the point of irreversibility. There is an old saying in the Tang Dynasty that one handsome man covers a hundred ugly ones!"

"As long as Burke can get money and food from the Tang Emperor, people from those tribes will not say Burke's right and wrong after returning."

"Do you think money and food are so easy to ask for?"

Zhi Shi Shanguang gritted his teeth and said: "If I can get it, my envoy already got it yesterday. If the Emperor of Tang Dynasty refuses to give it, how can I put the knife on his neck and force him to give it?"

"I'm afraid it will take a few more days to ask for money and food. The most important thing at the moment is how to get back the lost face!"

Zhishi Yimo hurriedly said: "This subordinate has another way."

Zhishi Shanguang snorted coldly, "Say!"

"Tough ones won't work, we can do soft ones." The deacon Yimo said solemnly.

After finishing speaking, he whispered in Zhishi Shanguang's ear.

"That's a way."

Zhishi Shanguang narrowed his eyes and said, "Just do what you said."

"No!" Deacon Yimo clasped his fists and said loudly.

Inside Honglu Temple, in the lobby of the government office.

"Brother Zhang, you seem to be very angry at holding on to the loss of goodness."

Zhang Dun and Tang Jian sat at the small table eating breakfast, listening to the scolding from the Honglu guest house.

The Tang family smashed their mouths and said.

Zhang Dun smiled and said, "If it were you, you would be angry too."

"Don't compare me with them, I'm shameless." Tang Jian waved his hands in disgust, and said, "Where is Feng Siqing?"

Zhang Dun pouted his chin in the direction of Honglu Guesthouse, and said, "Go to comfort the Turkic Mission."

"Pfft!"

Tang Jian sneered and said, "Is he here to comfort? Why does it feel like he is adding fuel to the fire?"

Zhang Dun reminded: "Not necessarily, what if it's an insult to someone?"

"Hahahaha!"

Tang Jian laughed and gave him a thumbs up, "You still listen to what you say!"

After dinner, the two began to busy with official duties. He Jing had just sent the order from the palace, saying that the Turkic mission had come from afar, asking the officials of Honglu Temple to take them around.

When Zhang Dun and Tang Jian were busy all morning, when it was time for lunch, Feng Ran walked in with a pale face, muttering to himself, "Damn it, this is going to happen!"

Zhang Dun asked curiously, "Feng Siqing, what's the matter?"

Feng Ran raised his head to look at them, and said sadly, "The Turkic mission said that starting from today, they won't eat!"

Tang Jian wondered, "They don't eat, what are you worried about?"

Feng Ran rubbed his forehead and said, "What do you think? If something happens to the mission, how can we explain it to His Majesty?"

"At that time, I will be guilty of dereliction of duty, I'm afraid it will be inevitable."

As he said that, he pointed to Tang Jian, then to Zhang Dun, and sighed: "Zhi Shi Shan Guang did this, it is clear that the hard ones can't do it, and the soft ones are starting to come."

"I don't know how many pairs of eyes in the court are looking at our Honglu Temple. Within two days, this matter must be known to the court and the public. If a few more people starve to death, the matter will explode!"

"At that time, I will not be able to escape, and the two of you will also bear the blame."

Tang Jian frowned and said, "Is it so serious?"

Feng Ran said unhappily: "What do you think? The Turkic missions have suffered a few times in the past two days, and they are all related to you. They don't eat, isn't it also because of you?"

"The Turkic side must also have an eyeliner in Chang'an City. Once the Turkic Khan finds out about this and asks us about it, what do you think His Majesty will do?"

"Let's not talk about the Turkic side, even our Majesty, as well as the prime ministers and officials of the imperial court, will take the people from our Honglu Temple under the knife in order to appease the Turkic mission!"

Hearing this, Tang Jian's expression changed. Realizing the seriousness of the problem, he stamped his feet and said, "This kind of obsession is really not a thing! If you have the ability to do it, what kind of skill is it to use such means!"

Feng Ran smiled wryly and said, "It's too late to say anything now. I've been trying to persuade them all morning, but they won't listen to the advice at all! Tell me, what should I do?"

After speaking, he looked at Zhang Dun.

Tang Jian also looked at him eagerly.

Zhang Dun said with a smile: "Feng Siqing, what you said is wrong."

"They don't eat and want to lose weight, but they starve themselves and get sick. They can't be blamed on us."

Feng Ran smiled wryly and said: "No one believes this word, and I also said that Turkic also has eyeliner in Chang'an City. If the matter is passed back to Turkic, Turkic will definitely..."

Zhang Dun interrupted him and said, "The Turkic Khan Jieli would never do this!"

Chapter 437 What does the Mission's weight loss have to do with Honglu Temple

Feng Ran frowned, and said, "How do you know..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Jian stood up and dragged him to the small table, poured wine for him, and said with a smile:

"Feng Siqing, don't worry, let Zhang Shaoqing tell you slowly."

"You think it's impossible, so you have to wait until Zhang Shaoqing says it before denying it, right? Let him finish talking first."

Tang Jian winked at Zhang Dun and told him to continue.

Zhang Dun raised his wine glass, took a sip, and said slowly, "There are two reasons why the Turkic Khan Jieli would not do this."

"First, the Turkic internal dispute."

"Xieli sent Zhishi Shanguang to the Tang Dynasty. He originally had two intentions. One was to accept Zhishisili's permission and let the people of Zhishisili's tribe take the blame and make meritorious service."

"Sticking to failure and good light will not achieve the purpose of asking for money and food, and will not cause too much trouble. This is the reason. I dare not fight with me. It is also because of this."

He raised two fingers and continued:

"Secondly, if Zhishi Shanguang doesn't hate money and food, Jieli can use this matter to beat other Turkic tribes."

"Once the news of the Turkic Mission's hunger strike is reported back, wouldn't the incident of yesterday be reported back together? It was Zhi Shi Shanguang who robbed first, and then lost face to the Turks in the Tang Dynasty. Why did Xieli dare to question the Tang Dynasty? If he dares, our Majesty will definitely take back Zhishi Shanguang's looting in the West Market, and Jieli will be even more embarrassed by then."

"So, the most Xieli can do is scold Zhuang for failing to be good, and let him get back his face, instead of wiping his ass."

Feng Ran's eyes lit up, "That makes sense!"

"That said, I feel more at ease, come, come, eat!"

As he spoke, he picked up the chopsticks, ate the food with a much more relaxed expression, and asked again: "Zhang Shaoqing, you just said about losing weight..."

Zhang Dun patiently explained: "The higher-ups said they were asking, so let's just answer it like this. There is no such thing as hunger strike or not! If the higher-ups have to get to the bottom of it, let them talk to Zhishi Shanguang themselves!"

"Hahaha, you still have a way!"

Feng Ran was amused, "They cut theirs, and I will eat a few more bites. I have lost a lot of weight recently."

Tang Jian was also smiling at the side. He believed in Zhang Dun's words. After all, when he scolded the Turkic mission yesterday, Zhi Shi Shan Guang really didn't fart.

I just don't know how much Feng Ran believes in his heart,

Zhang Dun looked at Feng Ran who was eating food and said, "Feng Siqing, you don't need to be so tired."

Feng Ran waved his hand and said, "No, I have to be a little bit tired, if not a little bit tired, how can I sing red face and white face?"

Tang Jian was surprised, "Have you guessed it all?"

Feng Ran raised his head and glanced at him, "I'm not as stupid as you."

Tang Jian rolled his eyes, did he come again, he said himself, he always likes to step on others.

"Zhang Shaoqing, I haven't admired anyone since I took office as Minister of Honglu Temple. You are the first one."

Feng Ran raised his wine glass, looked at Zhang Dun solemnly, and said, "I would like to toast you."

Zhang Dun raised his glass with a smile and said, "Feng Siqing is considerate of his colleagues, and the lower officials also admire him."

Tang Jian echoed: "I admire this too!"

"Hahahaha!"

Feng Ran laughed heartily, and said with emotion: "Your Majesty called you to come to Honglu Temple, it is truly a sage."

Zhang Dun sighed, "Actually, I don't want to come, who will let Brother Tang not do his best?"

"You think I think so." Tang Jian said angrily. Is it because of you? If I don't arrest the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, how can I lose my position as the governor of Jingzhao Mansion?

Feng Ran smiled and said, "Isn't that a mistake?"

"Come on, drink!"

After speaking, he raised his glass again and said with a smile.

At noon, the meals in the Honglu guest house were ready, all of which were prepared for the Turkic mission.

But everyone in the Turkic Mission seemed to have made up their minds to go on a hunger strike to the end, so they refused to eat a single bite.

In the end, the people in Honglu Temple ate their meals "reluctantly".

After all, Hu Guang didn't cook dinner for them.

This is just right...there is no food left.

After two days in a row, the people in the Turkic Mission couldn't hold on anymore.

People are iron rice and steel, and they will not be hungry after a meal.

From top to bottom, the Turkic mission was so hungry that their eyes stared like gold stars, especially when they saw that the people in Honglu Temple ate up all the meals prepared for them, they were going crazy.

"boom!"

In Honglu guest house, in the room where Zhishi Shanguang was, there was the sound of a small table being kicked over.

"These bastards!"

Zhishi Shanguang roared angrily: "It's just too deceitful!"

The envoy is hungry here, but the people from Honglu Temple are full of wine and food over there.

For two days, they didn't even ask anyone!

Feng Ran, who used to please him in every possible way, disappeared!

Zhishi Yimo had chapped lips and a wry smile. He was the one who came up with the idea of ​​the hunger strike.