Yang Jin Enters Beijing

"One hundred yaks will be driven from Tubo to the Central Plains in the future, and it will take five months at the fastest, and then go back..." I counted with my fingers.I am a person who is good at counting, but now I can't calculate the reward of two hundred yaks, and after sending a hundred yaks to the Central Plains, there will be a hundred remaining, and after years of traveling, is it not comparable? It's a good deal.

Kardorji's big hand waved in front of my eyes, "Don't think about your cow, and don't play with your fingers, just help me figure out how to shoot that kind of arrow that can bend."

Although Tubo won the martial arts performance this time, we still saw the gap with Tianyu. From the coordination of various arms to the ability to fight individually, Tubo did not have an advantage.

Especially hard hit was Gardorji, our most elite sharpshooter, but he was defeated, and he was defeated by someone who was not a man.Although General Dongga also said: Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs.Let Garduoji not take it to heart, but a defeat is a defeat, and the opponent did not win by fluke. If it happens again, Galduoji knows that he will still lose.

Therefore, he and General Dongga resigned from the task of stationing in the military department, returned to the barracks, and pulled me to study with him how to shoot arrows that can turn.

But I can't help him, because from my point of view, the reason why that person can shoot such a wonderful arrow is probably due to the use of power to an unimaginably subtle and unimaginable level. Bows and arrows have nothing to do.

"Unless..." I couldn't bear to look at Kardorji's disappointed look.

"Unless what?" Gardorji asked me eagerly.

"Unless you ask him face to face." I said, "Let him teach us."

"Hey!" Gardorji sighed in frustration: "It's up to you to say." Is this magical skill taught casually?Even if he is willing to teach, this person must be seen, he is in the palace.

"Let's go to Anqing and ask. He and that Feng Bufu are both father-in-law in the palace. Maybe he can find out for us." I took Karduoji to Anqing.

"That's it! It's easy to talk about." Unexpectedly, the old man, who seemed difficult to speak, agreed very casually, "But..." He then panted again, "Hey, it's hot today! "

I quickly lifted up my skirt to fan him.

"It would be even better if there is a bowl of ebony soup." An Qing smacked his lips and said.

"Plum soup?"

"This ebony soup is the most authentic one from Old Wu Kee on Yishui Street. I haven't had it for a few years." An Qing said.

"Yishui Street, Old Wuji Sour Plum Soup!"

"There is also mung bean cold cake, which needs to be made fresh." An Qing said.

We came to visit with the prince, not to go to jail, and General Dongga also allowed us to take turns to go out.So Kardorji and I hurried to General Dongga and asked to go around.

Of course, my three older brothers cannot be missed when I say it. When I heard that we are going to the streets, Yue’er will of course follow. There is also Jiang Yang who is very annoying, but always sticks to us like yak glue. , In this way, a total of seven people went to the street together.

And the Yishui Street that Anqing mentioned is a very lively market in the capital.

As for how lively it is, because my eyes are too busy to deal with it, I don't have the heart to search for the appropriate words in my mind.

It can only be said that all kinds of weird people walk around the streets.There are as many things as dogs that I haven't seen and don't know.

Fortunately, Yue'er was by my side to introduce to us:

"The one with ghostly white face, blond hair and blue eyes is an Arab."

"The skin is as black as charcoal, the hair is curly like wool felt, and the one with thick lips is a Kunlun slave."

"There are also people with flat facial features, a strange mustache, and people who bend over when talking."

These people, whom I have only seen in Basang books, are now alive in front of my eyes. They are like ordinary people in the Central Plains, setting up stalls on the street, selling goods, and bargaining.

Among the products, there are so many kinds of strange fruits, seeds, colorful pigments, and precious stones that I can't even name them, and some of them can't even tell whether they are edible or usable.

Yue'er won't introduce these things, because he can't figure out some of them.

"Look there, Old Wuji Black Plum Soup!" With my sharp eyes, I caught sight of big characters on a cloth cover.

"Go! Go!" Compared with the novelty and prosperity of the capital, what Garduoji was thinking about was still Feng Bufu's amazing archery skills.

That Lao Wu Ji is a tea stall, the boss heard that we want black plum soup and freshly made mung bean cold cake, let us wait for a while.

We sat and waited at the tea stand, which was shady and cool, and there was an old man on the stand, playing an unknown qin, and telling stories.

The story is that the lady hid the troubled son in Xiulou, and it is about the bully robbing the relative and the hero saving the beauty.

After hearing the two stories, the boss finally packed a pack of cold cakes and a jar of ebony soup for us.

I paid the money and was about to leave, to hear the brisk drumming.

I saw a group of dancing women walking on the street. "That's Orchid." The little boy looked at it and said.

The clothes on Orchid's body are made of tulle, or they can't be called clothes, they can only be regarded as strips of cloth.Those cloth strips only covered a small part of the chest and waist, and the gauze was almost transparent, making the covered part flickering.

And they just danced in the street like that, swaying their waists, dancing to passers-by on the street with provocative movements, wantonly showing their white and trembling plumpness, their slender twisting It's hot, and that...

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

I turned my head and saw that my brothers, Gar Duoji and Jiang Yang Cairang's nosebleeds were already splattering.

I tore off a few pieces of cloth from my clothes and handed them to them, pretending to be calm and said: "Oh, hold on, don't embarrass us Tubo people."

Unexpectedly, those few looked at me like a monster, "Yang Jin, can you bear this woman?"

I rubbed my nose, "I...I...I'm still young, thick, thick." I smiled smirkly, but when I turned around, I saw that little boy Yue'er was also wiping his nosebleeds.

When Yue'er saw me looking at him, she blushed suddenly, then turned around and got out of the crowd, and ran away like a fly.

"Ah, this kid is too skinny." We laughed together.

Just then, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

I looked back, only to feel that there was a white flower in front of me, and I was dazzled.

There was only one person, with a white silk robe embroidered with several stalks of green bamboo, a crystal clear white jade hair crown on his head, holding a white paper folding fan with ivory bone in his white hand, shaking it in front of us.

Who is this flamboyant and beautiful middle-aged man?Or who is this beautiful middle-aged man who pretends to be coquettish, ostentatious, and tender?Why does it look familiar!

Take a closer look, "Your Majesty the Emperor!" This person is Lei Fengyu.

Lei Fengyu waved his fan, also looked surprised, and said: "What a coincidence, I came out for a walk today and met you, um you."

"Yeah, what a coincidence!" On the way to the Central Plains, I felt that the world is really big, but now why do I feel that the world is really small, and I can meet everything!

In fact, whether it is a coincidence or not, only someone knows in his heart.

Lei Fengyu gently shook the robe on his body. This robe was worn when he saw Long Yue for the first time. It has been stored for more than ten years, and the material has turned slightly yellow. Today, he specially took out this robe and wore it. In my heart, I seem to want to reminisce about the scene when we met for the first time.

"Since we met by such a coincidence, let me be the host and take you for a stroll." Lei Fengyu said with a smile.

"This one……"

Seeing our hesitation, Lei Fengyu continued: "I heard that the Persians recently opened a new tavern. Not only is the orchid selling wine very beautiful, but there is also a beautiful orchid who dances very well. , I heard that while she was dancing, she took off her clothes and threw them to the drinkers in the audience, until there was nothing else on her body, whoever could snatch her most intimate thing, she would let him kiss her."

"Ahhh!" The people in front of me are all young, and they haven't touched a woman for more than half a year. Just thinking about the scene Lei Fengyu said makes blood spurt.

"But..." A person who even misses Chaba's cows, would he treat someone?I don't quite believe it.

Just as he was about to refuse, he was suddenly kicked on the leg. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Yang, only to let the face that was about to bleed.

Then he was punched in the waist again, and after another look, it was actually Tsering.He didn't even hit me last time I decided not to be a soldier, but today he punched me because of this, and this punch hurt me quite a bit. Do you think you are my real brother?

"Yang Jin, don't you really dislike women, don't you?" Someone still asked me this way at this time, and it was Jia Cuo who asked me.

What I hate the most is when people ask me, "Go, of course."

"Then come." Lei Fengyu held out his hand to me.

Here we go again!I frown.

Garduoji, who had been silent all this time, took two steps forward, stood between me and Lei Fengyu, and said to Lei Fengyu, "Please lead the way."

Lei Fengyu looked at Garduoji, then waved his small fan and walked forward with square steps.

Kardorji said to me, "Don't worry, I'm here."

In an instant, I felt very moved. Even though Gardoji lost the arrow, he did not lose his confidence. He was still a reliable companion. The key was that he was really rich.

So the few Tubo men followed closely behind Lei Fengyu without any hesitation, and even felt that his square steps were too leisurely, so why didn't they say hurry up!

Lei Fengyu took a few square steps, then closed his fan and said, "Here we are."

"arrive?!"

We stopped to take a look, and sure enough, we saw a luxury tavern built with colorful glazed bricks, with murals painted on the walls, decorated with gold leaf, and exquisite carpets on the floor, right in front of us.

It turned out that the tavern opened by the Persians was just behind those dancers dancing in the street, that is, not ten steps away from where we were standing.It turned out that these dancers who were dancing in the street were trying to attract business for the tavern.