Tang's dining table

After not seeing Hwarang Tu for a long time, Yunchu still missed him somewhat. He remembered that in Dahang City, there were more than two hundred frozen corpses of Hwarang Tu on the gable in the backyard of his official office.

They originally thought of exchanging the corpses of these beautiful young people for some profit, but as it turned out, the parents of these children had a hard-hearted heart and would rather their children's corpses were smashed into ashes than spend a trivial profit to make themselves miserable. The child was buried in peace.

Now, after meeting the Hwarang disciples again, Yun Chu felt that he should take them seriously and be gentle so as not to kill them. Yan Jiu should like these strong and beautiful boys very much.

Seeing the two leading Hwarang disciples hacking to death the two eunuchs who resisted bravely, Yun Chu turned around and glanced at the tall bookshelf.

A long time ago, Yunchu had told Li Hong the importance of the secret room. Because he had such a dangerous job as a prince and had such a pair of parents, he had to leave one or several safe paths for himself at any time. A retreat is very necessary.

Li Hong has followed him since he was a child, and he has watched him grow up with his own eyes. Although there are some signs of abnormality in his personality, overall, he is still a kind child. Even if he cannot become the emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the future, Yun Chu I also hope he can live happily.

Li Hong's dormitory has a high ceiling and is very big. This is different from his parents' dormitory. They like to sleep in a small, narrow house. Li Hong is different. Only a spacious place can make him happy. Use your skills.

Therefore, when Yun Chu picked up the horse, the height of the palace did not affect his performance at all.

When Cui Zhongshi jumped into the prince's palace, his heart was about to explode with joy. As long as he completed the task of beheading the Tang prince today, even if he died here, he would be immortal in the name of the hero of Hwarangtu.

No one knows the importance of this mission better than him.

It is not an exaggeration to even call it a matter of survival for the Silla people.

The Tang Dynasty was so powerful that they thought they would never have this opportunity to severely damage the people of the Tang Dynasty.

Unexpectedly, the Dog Emperor of the Tang Dynasty moved the capital on a whim. As soon as he came to Luoyang, he began to purposefully target the local wealthy families of the Tang Dynasty.

They also did not expect that what was originally a simple and ordinary political dispute would actually evolve into a real confrontation between the two parties.

Just when everyone was paying attention to the emperor and the wealthy families, Cui Zhongshi and the others keenly discovered that the people of the Tang Dynasty had actually missed an extremely important figure - the prince of the Tang Dynasty.

Although he paid a heavy price, he still stepped into the prince's palace and was about to achieve the most glorious career in his life.

The floor of the prince's palace is a wooden floor, which is very finely polished and brushed with thick tung oil and lacquer, so that the floor here is as flat and smooth as a mirror.

Cui Zhongshi didn't need to look for it when he saw Yun Chu sitting behind a low table drinking tea.

The lights here were bright. In Cui Zhongshi's eyes, there was a young man in his twenties sitting there. Even when he saw him covered in blood, he did not show any fear. Instead, he looked at him with warm eyes. .

Cui Zhongshi hated the look in Tang Ren's eyes the most, because he couldn't feel warmth from this look, only contempt.

Yes, it is contempt, just like when a person sees a newborn lamb, a blooming flower, a new seedling... or a newly purchased slave.

So, this guy is dead.

Cui Zhongshi continued to search for the prince. He did not expect that the prince's palace would be so large. Not to mention the heavy curtains, the height of the roof was nearly three feet.

When Yun Chu saw Cui Zhongshi treating him like nothing, he put down his teacup and said, "The prince is right here. If you want to see him, you can naturally see him after you defeat me.

Let me remind you again, you don't have much time. If the East Palace is attacked, many guards will come over soon. If you don't deal with me early, you won't be able to see me, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty. "

Cui Zhongshi follows the good deeds...

Pei Fengying struck Xiao Siye's armor with a heavy blow. The force of the blow was so heavy that Xiao Siye staggered forward two steps. Then Xiao Siye took advantage of the opportunity to lunge forward, twisted his waist, and let Mo Dao, who was buckled on the armor, stumble forward. As it spun, the sharp Mo Dao brought up a gust of wind, cutting the two men in black, who were all on fire, into two pieces.

Pei Fengying did not take the opportunity to chase Xiao Siye, whose sword power had been exhausted. Instead, she broke through the flower window of the prince's palace and rushed in. Cui Zhongshi had already entered, but there had been no movement until now, which made Pei Fengying very worried.

After his body rolled twice on the smooth floor of the prince's palace to relieve its strength, he saw Cui Zhongshi sitting on a long low table, drinking tea with a young man from the Tang Dynasty.

Pei Fengying wanted to wake Cui Zhongshi up, but he really didn't expect Cui Zhongshi to be crazy about drinking tea and chatting with the nobles of the Tang Dynasty at this time.

A smile appeared on Yun Chu's face, he raised his hand and said in greeting: "Isn't it true that a friend is coming from afar?

Friends from afar, since you are here, please have a cup of tea. "

Pei Fengying looked at Cui Zhongshi's upright body, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Fenglin, do it!"

Having said that, without waiting for Cui Zhongshi to react, he rushed over with small steps, preparing to kill the Tang noble at the first opportunity and then search out the Tang prince.

If the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty could be captured, there might be a glimmer of hope for today's fatal raid.

The distance of more than ten steps passed by in an instant. Just when Pei Fengying was about to swing the long knife at Yun Chu who was behind the short girl, Cui Zhongshi turned his head with difficulty and said word by word in the most awkward voice: "Quickly go!"

Before Pei Fengying could understand the meaning of Cui Zhongshi's words, the Tang noble smiled brighter, opened his silver left hand, and grabbed the long knife he had chopped out. At the same time, a dark sword appeared. The fist suddenly appeared and went straight to his fragile ribs...

Li Hong watched through the peephole for a while, then said to Xu Jingzong, who was sitting in a chair and dozing, "I see it doesn't take much effort for the master to catch these assassins."

Xu Jingzong said casually without opening his eyes: "See if others are struggling to carry the burden, and it will break your back if you carry the burden yourself."

Li Hong puffed up his chest and said to Xu Jingzong: "I can survive three moves under the master, but these two Hwarang disciples will be finished in one encounter."

Xu Jingzong opened his eyes, looked at Li Hong's three raised fingers, and said slowly: "Your Highness was able to withstand the three moves of Marquis Yun. What worked was not His Highness's diligent study and practice, but His Highness's identity."

Li Hong chuckled and said, "I think that's the case too. I heard that when the master entered the city today, he picked up Cheng Chumo and threw him to the ground. The Cheng family lost all face."

Xu Jingzong said: "Do you think your master took advantage of this fight?"

Li Hong said: "You can't be at a disadvantage, right?"

Xu Jingzong sighed and said: "I just suffered a loss. I suffered a big loss and it will be difficult to make up for it in the future."

Li Hong poured a cup of tea for Xu Jingzong and handed it over respectfully.

Xu Jingzong said: "Your master is deliberately narrowing the road. You also know that if the road is narrow, it will not be easy to walk, and you will not be able to walk fast.

The few contacts he had accumulated in the army were completely destroyed this time.

As for him, he was born as a martial artist. Although he was also a Jinshi, when people looked at him, they still thought he was a martial artist.

Since he is a man who is accustomed to fighting and has the trust of Your Majesty, you see, he will rarely lead troops on expeditions in the future.

You have to deal with those warriors. Once they start to cause trouble behind your back, even if your master is brave and invincible, he will die inexplicably. "

Li Hong shook his head and said: "No, King Gu will let them understand one thing. To cheat the master is to cheat the man. When the time comes, the King will not ask for any evidence, as long as he feels that he has been cheated..."

Xu Jingzong looked at Li Hong and said, "I am also your Taifu."

Li Hongdao: "Those who kiss me, respect me, and help me will naturally become rich and live a long life."

Xu Jingzong burst out laughing after hearing what Li Hong said. He looked at Li Hong and said, "If you want to snare me, a few empty words will not do it."

Li Hong smiled slightly and put his eyes on the peephole again. After reading it, he said to Xu Jingzong: "The guests in the hall are laughing and chatting happily. The master is a hospitable person."

Xu Jingzong glanced at Shi Xiang and said to Li Hong: "Open the secret room, let's go out."

Li Hong, who had long been impatient, moved the mechanism, opened the door to the secret room, and helped Xu Jingzong back to the palace.

At this time, the low table in front of Yun Chu was already filled with guests dressed in white. Except that no one spoke and some people were staggering around, it seemed quite lively.

Xiao Siye was guarding the door, and the window was full of soldiers. Yun Chu was skillfully unpacking a bundle of gunpowder, tearing open the paper packaging of a tube of gunpowder, and studying the gunpowder poured on the table.

Xu Jingzong took a few steps forward and then stepped back. Li Hong also discovered something was wrong. There was already a layer of blood under their feet.

A Hwarangtu, who was sitting as calm as a mountain in white clothes and covered with snow, slumped to the ground. His face was completely sunken, and blood gurgled from the depression, like spring water flowing from a pit of rocks.

Li Hong didn't seem to feel any discomfort when he saw this scene, stepping on the blood and getting closer to the boy.

Although the hems of the white robes of these Hwarang disciples were soaked with blood, turning their white robes into a beautiful white top and red bottom, Li Hong was still more interested in a pair of gloves placed on the table.

When Zuo Chun hurried over, he happened to see Li Hong wearing a pair of iron gloves and punching loudly in his bedroom.

As long as His Highness the Crown Prince was fine, Zuo Chun didn't care what he was doing. He got out of the way of the excited His Highness the Crown Prince, hurriedly came to Yun Chu's desk, cupped his hands and said, "What did the Lord find?"

Yunchu smiled calmly and said: "The Silla rebels are in the Tang Dynasty."

Zuo Chun frowned and looked at the men in white sitting around the shorter ones and said, "Hwarang disciple? There's nothing unusual about this."

Yunchu shook his head and said, "It's not just the Hwarang disciples, but the entire Silla rebels, including their Wang Jinfamin, are also in the Tang Dynasty."

Zuo Chun said: "This is impossible. They all drowned in the sea and disappeared."

Yun Chu said: "It is not easy for Zhifeng Muyu to open up a new home. The only people in this world who can let them blend in quietly are the Tang Dynasty."

Zuo Chun said: "In this case, why didn't Jin Famin surrender directly back then? At least he would not be missing the position of Duke."

Yunchu said with a smile: "Jin Famin doesn't want to be a king who subjugates his country. He would rather hide in our Tang Dynasty with the talented people of Silla, and wait for the opportunity to rise again."

When Zuo Chun heard this, he was very anxious. He grabbed one of the Hwarang disciples and shouted, "Where are you hiding?"

It's a pity that the Hwarang disciple who wore white clothes and snow was already dead, his head was hanging softly, and he was being tossed around by Zuo Chun.

See you tomorrow