Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

Yuchi Baoqi walked on top of the trench with his hands behind his back and spat on the ground: "Hetui~ In what age are there still trenches? By the way, let's go look for anyone who doesn't look like a Rakshasa at a glance. It doesn't matter whether he lives or lives."

Li Jing was currently discussing with Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin how to divide the results of the battle. They were all thinking about how to write the battle report.

Qin Qiong owed Yuchi Baoqi his life and argued that his military merits could be given to Yuchi Baoqi. Cheng Yaojin's second son could only be knighted because of Yuchi Baoqi, but he also said that he did not need military merits.

Li Jing was in trouble: "If I give this military merit to Xiaobao, where else can Xiaobao go? Xiaobao will be the emperor, but will he be kicked by Erlang?"

Li Jing's original intention was to make a joke to tease the two of them, but he did not expect that Cheng Yaojin and Qin Qiong were really thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

Qin Qiong frowned: "Isn't it bad?"

Cheng Yaojin nodded: "Although I feel there's nothing wrong with it, I just don't think it's beautiful and it's very awkward!"

Yuchi Baoqi took a pamphlet and wrote on the side: "In the winter of the 14th year of Zhenguan, Li Jing, the leader of the Rakshasa Kingdom, proposed that Li Shimin be forced to abdicate, and Yuchi Baoqi was recommended to wear the yellow robe."

"Qin Qiong sternly refused on the spot!"

"Cheng Yaojin agreed that there was no problem and agreed with Li Jing's idea."

Li Jing! Cheng Yaojin! Qin Qiong?

Yuchi Baoqi stuffed the book back into his arms, raised his hand to look at the gaps between his nails, and blew it: "Whoever brings that person who doesn't look like a Rakshasa to me first, I won't report him. "

Qin Qiong pointed at herself: "It's none of my business, right?"

Yuchi Baoqi waved his hand: "Uncle Qin, stay away from these two rebellious officials and thieves. Don't splash your blood when they behead you."

Li Jing and Cheng Yaojin went crazy. Not only did they ask the ordering soldiers to help them find them, but they also led their own troops around. Wherever there was a dead body, they had to pick it up and look at their faces.

In the end, Li Jing was the better one and personally escorted Narmo to Yuchi Baoqi, just as he was about to speak.

Cheng Yaojin arched his butt, and Li Jing fell onto his butt without warning. Cheng Yaojin grabbed Narmo and said, "Hey, Xiaobao, your uncle Cheng fixed this thing back for you."

Yuchi Baoqi took out the booklet from his arms, tore off the paper inside and handed it to Cheng Yaojin: "Thank you, Uncle Cheng!"

Li Jing sat on the ground and pointed at Cheng Yaojin, unable to say a word for a long time. He kept saying: "You, you, you, you, you, you!"

Yuchi Baoqi glanced at Narmo who was being escorted: "Are you Narba or Narmo? Don't say you are a Rakshasa hybrid."

Narmo's eyes were sinister: "Does it make sense?"

After saying these four words, Narmo stopped talking. Yuchi Baoqi imitated his words in a weird way: "Oh, yo, does it make sense?"

Xue Rengui came over and said, "Why don't you throw it into a dark room? I can ask you anything about safekeeping."

Yuchi Baoqi shook his head: "There is nothing to ask him, and he doesn't care about anything. Death is probably a relief for him. He is not afraid of death, so why should he be afraid of death?"

Yuchi Baoqi asked Xue Rengui to take Narmo to the conference room of Tianwei Army, and he was going to have a chat with Narmo to break his defense.

Narmo was handcuffed and shackled, tied to a chair, and looked at Yuchi Baoqi arrogantly: "Are you so afraid of me?"

Yuchi Baoqi nodded: "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. In fact, I think you are very good. You can create early matchlock guns and flintlock guns based on speculation and descriptions of people who have seen the firearms."

Yuchi Baoqi responded with a cold snort from Narmo.

Yuchi Baoqi put two kinds of firearms made by Narmo on the table: "Unfortunately, to be honest, in my eyes these things are garbage. The barrel of your gun will crack or even explode if you shoot it a few times. "

Yuchi Baoqi put down the gun when he saw that Nal Morgan ignored him.

"Where are you from?"

Narmo was immediately aroused and stared at Yuchi Baoqi fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

Yuchi Baoqi: "Songtsen Gampo is right. You care very much about who you are, right?"

Narmo squeezed out two words through his teeth: "Shut up!"

Yuchi Baoqi walked around in circles: "My father is Han, my mother is also Han, so I am naturally Han. Is your mother Han or your father Han? Or do you have a father or not?"

Narmo has completely lost his mind: "I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Yuchi Baoqi looked at Narmo expressionlessly for a long time, then burst into laughter: "Did you know that Tibet has now been renamed the Western Region Construction Corps, and the women and men there can marry men and women from the Tang Dynasty. All the children born to him are from the Tang Dynasty."

"My father was a noble Tubo noble! He died in the war! They exclude us half-bloods! I am my father's son, and I am also a noble!"

Narmo almost roared, but unfortunately Yuchi Baoqi didn't respond at all.

"Hey, I saw the nobles. The nobles and landowners of Tubo are now mining in the Western Region Construction Corps. How noble are they? Is it as high as three or four stories?"

Narmo was anxious: "Do you want to know how many people I have told about the method of making muskets? Do you want to know the list?"

Yuchi Baoqi sighed: "We can't continue talking about this. You don't still think I'm afraid of these two kinds of nonsense, do you?"

Narmo smiled: "I also have a method for making grenades."

Yuchi Baoqi was happy: "I like grenades so much, okay, I'll give you one to play with."

As he spoke, Yuchi Baoqi asked the Tianwei Army sergeant guarding the door to give him the egg-shaped grenade hanging on his body.

Yuchi Baoqi walked up to Narmo. Due to the restriction of the shackles, Narmo's legs were not spread very far apart. Yuchi Baoqi put the grenade tab upwards and clamped it between his thighs, and pulled off the tab.

Yuchi Baoqi clapped his hands and said, "Hold it, you will stay alive as long as you keep it, come on!" After saying that, Yuchi Baoqi gave Narmo a cheering gesture and left the camp.

Yuchi Jingde happened to come over to find his son outside: "How is it? What did the interrogation reveal?"

Yuchi Baoqi hooked his father's shoulder and said, "Why are you interrogating me? I just made him angry and disgusted. It made us two brothers come to this shabby Rakshasa country in the freezing cold."

Yuchi Jingde's hand has already touched the armed belt: "Oh oh oh, okay, okay, brothers, you are still arming yourself with your father, right, okay, brothers."

Yuchi Baoqi immediately let go and ran back. Yuchi Jingde swung his armed belt and chased after his bastard. The sergeants of the Tianwei Army showed no reaction at all.

"Did the Governor make the General angry again?"

"Look at what you said, the Lord is going to beat the governor, so why does he need a reason?"

"Oh!"

Yuchi Baoqi suddenly stopped and turned around to look in the direction of the conference room: "Hey, it can't be clamped anymore?"