Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 20|Prince of Persia

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That night, everyone set up a meal.

"You talk about you guys." Li Jinglong held a chopstick, and taught, "I have to kneel down anyway."

Morgen replied: "Where did you think of so many?"

Artai looked helpless and said: "Our family has a special license, and I didn't kneel when I saw Emperor Taizong."

Li Jinglong: "..."

Mo Rigen said: "Let's tell the truth, Long History, my family also has a special license, you don't need to kneel when you see the Emperor of China, and you can just fight a thousand."

Li Jinglong looked at Qiu Yongsi, and Qiu Yongsi said: "Our family...the ancestors have had saints, so we don’t need to kneel...Uh, don’t kneel mortals."

Li Jinglong raised his hand, meaning to be well, anyway, I also kneel, nothing to do with you.

Hongjun is still eating the cakes. From afternoon until evening, Li Jinglong glances at him and asks: "What is your background?"

Hongjun said: "My father said, our family would not kneel after seeing the Jade Emperor and Buddha."

Everyone: "..."

"Hongjun!" The carp demon served a meal beside the case, stopping him from talking nonsense so as not to reveal too much of his life experience. Hongjun said again: "But next time you say it in advance, it's okay to let me kneel. Anyway, my father doesn't know, just because he is afraid of losing his life."

Qiu Yongsi smiled suddenly: "Then next time you see a monster, you will kneel down with a plop, knock three times at the monster, and cut off its life. It's not enough. Everyone does not have to fight like this. It's hard work."

"Yes!" Hongjun suddenly felt that it made sense, so he could try it next time.

"You..." Li Jinglong almost couldn't bear it, and said, "Come and eat, Hongjun, don't eat that cake again, you can't eat."

"You look down on people too much!" Hongjun sneered at Li Jinglong's provocation.

Li Jinglong was frowning all the time, and when he woke up after sleeping, the troubles that should be there were still there, and it didn't last long. The case of the Exorcist Division cannot be closed yet. Hongjun’s flying knife has not been found yet. Daming Palace will soon find a door to make money. The conversation with the Flying Mastiff that I overheard last night seems to have hidden secrets... Nothing, eat first. Let's talk about it after the meal, and you will feel full.

No one spoke in the hall for a while, and it seemed that each had its own concerns. Finally, Li Jinglong put down the bowl and breathed a sigh of relief. Qiu Yongsi went to make tea, and Artai smiled and comforted: "Long history, there is no hurdle in life. Let’s talk."

"What are you going to do again?!" Li Jinglong suddenly got a numb scalp and said, "Don't let it go!"

Li Jinglong watched the subordinates guardingly, for fear that something big might happen again.

Artest said: "There are some things, you can't always keep it from you..."

Li Jinglong's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, thinking about death everywhere, he said: "It's nothing, I'm unlucky, let's go, anyway, his head has a big scar."

"It's not that serious." Artest said, "Long history, actually... I lied to you before, I am not Hammurabi. My last name is Isai, my full name is Tegla Is Ai, I am not from Tocharian, my hometown is in Persia."

Li Jinglong looked inexplicable and said, "What's wrong with Isai? Isai..."

Li Jinglong reacted in an instant, shocked.

"You...you are Sasanian..." Li Jinglong trembled, "Prince Prince?!"

Artel said with a gloomy tone: "It should be called the'Pre-Sassanid Dynasty'. After all, my father, grandfather, mother, family... have all passed away, and I am the only one left."

Hongjun didn't know what the "Sasanian Dynasty" was, but when he heard the death of his relatives, thinking of himself, he couldn't help but patted Artai on the shoulder to show his comfort.

Li Jinglong was in extreme shock, frowning, and asked: "Why... don't you go to see your Majesty?"

"The family failed to fulfill its promise." Artai stroked his brown curly hair and said calmly, "The great grandfather lost the Anxi Protectorate granted by the Tang Dynasty in the Battle of Tarros. Tang borrowed troops to regain the country, and the result..."

"As a result, the army left after it was sent to Tocharo." Li Jinglong replied.

Atay was surprised and asked: "You know?"

Li Jinglong asked back: "Then what?"

Artest sighed. That year Isai defeated Persia, the capital was occupied by the food army, and the royal family began to go into exile. Isai III, Artest's great-grandfather, borrowed troops from the Tang Dynasty and set up Anxi Duhu Mansion, and later built Persian Duhu Mansion in Jiling.

But the good times didn't last long. In just a few years, the last Persian territory supported by Datang was also lost under the attack of the big cannibals. His son, Artest’s grandfather, Belus, brought Artest’s father, Ni Nishi, back to borrow troops.

After Gaozong Li Zhi sent an army, he escorted them back to Tochara. After a few decades, the previous deployment had already fallen apart and the hearts of the people had fallen apart. At that time, the leader Pei Xingjian sent the displaced Persian prince to Tocharo. They withdrew and left.

The Nini master then re-entered Middle-Earth. Datang has long been a dysfunctional person. Zhongzong Li Xian named him General Zuo Weiwei and no longer mentioned the issue of borrowing soldiers. After a short period of two years, Master Nini saw that there was no hope for the restoration of the country, so he went back to Tochara, and gave birth to a son ten years later, named Tegla, who was Artest in front of him.

Since the moment when Persia was destroyed, the four Persian princes have all travelled thousands of miles for this ethereal wish, from the Western Regions to the Middle-Earth, and then out of the Western Regions. On such an autumn night, he told it from Artai , Quite a bit of desolation and despair.

"Pei Xingjian is my grandfather." Li Jinglong said suddenly.

Artest: "..."

"I'm sorry for what happened back then." Li Jinglong sighed.

"What is it to do with you?" Artest laughed and said, "It's me, there is no hope for the restoration of the country, and I won't confess the lives of 20,000 soldiers in the Western Regions."

Li Jinglong sighed, and Morigen replied: "The soldiers of the big food country are sharp and brave. Fighting hard and protracted is not a smart strategy. It must be broken down from within."

Artest nodded and said: "Actually, I know that my father told me to give up before his death. He said, "Artest, I hope you live your life well. Don’t treat yourself like me and your grandfather. All my life...'."

At this point, Artai fell silent. After a long silence, Hongjun said, "But you still want to do it, don't you?"

Artest smiled, but there was a little sadness in that smile. Hongjun understood him well, and just before he descended the mountain, Zhongming and Qingxiong had the same expectations of him. Although they all said that, Hongjun also felt that he must do it.

It's just that the person who made him sympathize with Artest the most was the person who had hoped, who was dead.

"How many people are there in your subordinates now?" Li Jinglong asked, "have you brought them here."

Li Jinglong's words were straightforward, and there was hope in Artest's eyes suddenly.

"It's all in Tocharo." Artest replied, "There are more than a hundred people, led by a friend of mine."

Li Jinglong sighed heavily, got up and walked out of the patio, pondered for a moment, and asked: "Atay, how did you learn your skills?"

Artai was born at the age of fifty of the Nirvana master. Once Zoroastrianism was the state religion of Persia, and it was naturally replaced after the fall of the Sassanids. At that time, the high priest regarded Artai as the only apprentice, Artai It has the power to control the four ring spirits of fire, land, thunder and water, and can control the hurricane fan. He was regarded as the prince of the Holy Virtue who restored the country and rejuvenated the religion, but the high priest died earlier than the Nirvana. Now there are still a lot of Zoroastrian congregations in Middle-earth, but they have disappeared in the Great Food Kingdom.

"What do you need me to do for you?" Li Jinglong turned around and asked.

"I am willing to give my strength to Chang'an." Artest replied, "Datang is our strongest ally in Persia. I can do anything here. I hope that one day, the Emperor of Tang Dynasty can lend me Soldiers and horses, let me take it back to restore the country."

How easy is this? Everyone in the hall knows well, not to mention whether the emperor is willing to offend the Great Food Nation, even if the soldiers and horses are sent, what is the chance of winning?

"I try my best."

Finally, Li Jinglong said seriously: "But this matter should not be rushed for a while."

Atay nodded and replied, "I have been mentally prepared for my visit to Chang'an this time. In the prosperous age, I will be exhausted. If the Chang'an Demon King does not get rid of it, I am afraid that Datang will be overwhelmed and borrowed from me. There is no way to talk about it."

Li Jinglong frowned instantly: "Demon King?"

Qiu Yongsiyun said lightly: "Wherever a large number of demon races gather, there must be a demon king. Now in Chang'an, there must be two kings, one in the Ming, and the emperor of the true dragon. In the dark, he is the demon king who controls nearly ten thousand demon races in this capital."

Mo Rigen thought for a while, and said: "Hongjun, I don't know, but I don't know each other...The three of us are here for this demon king."

"Where is the Demon King?" Li Jinglong just asked, when suddenly there were visitors outside.

"Exorcist Division Li Changshi." Lian Hao politely said outside the door, "Dali Temple Huang Yong and Huang Shaoqing, please."

Li Jinglong's heart suddenly squatted, knowing that the East Window of the Daming Palace had happened, everyone looked at each other, but when Li Jinglong was about to get up, he wouldn't let them go and motioned to settle.

"Will he be **** and beaten?"

Hongjun had lingering fears about the screams of prisoner abuse he heard when he went to Dali Temple last time.

Qiu Yongsi comforted: "It's impossible. If you don't come back tomorrow morning, everyone will find a way to find people."

"The money was all spent, and such a big event happened." Artest said, "I don't know anyone in Chang'an, how can I make it?"

Mo Rigen held his forehead with one hand and worked hard to catch a demon, but now he still has to fish for his boss, and he doesn't know what he did wrong.

"Come!" Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Artest suggested, "Forget the bad things, I will play a piece for you!"

Qiu Yongsi couldn't help asking: "Do you think Chang Shi has listened to it?"

Artest flicked the strings and replied: "I think he listened to it, but you guys... it's better not to say more."

Hong Jun: "??"

"Including you." Morigen said to Hongjun, "Hongjun, you trust people too easily."

Hongjun felt that the other two must also have some unspeakable concealment, but Artest was actually the Prince of Persia, which he never expected.

"Are you also princes?" Hongjun asked.

I thought that both Mo Rigen and Qiu Yongsi would have to smile, but Mo Rigen nodded and said, "Forget it."

"Uh..." Qiu Yongsi replied, "It's not easy to say, I don't know if I am or not, I can barely count, if you agree."

The carp monster got up from the pond, put his head on the edge of the pond, and said: "Our family Hongjun is also a prince, who is not a prince?"

Everyone laughed, and Artest raised his palms to clap his hands with Hongjun and said, "I knew it!"

"Very good!"

Because of the same identity, everyone has drawn a lot of distance. Artest was about to play the piano, Hongjun couldn't help asking again: "Artest, I really want to listen to the piano, but let me interrupt, where is the Demon King?"

Artest raised his head and everyone had a pause.

Morigen asked: "Are you looking for it too?"

Hongjun thought about it, looked at the carp monster, and nodded when he saw that the carp monster did not speak.

"Why?" Qiu Yongsi asked.

"Fine." Morigen signaled Qiu Yongsi not to ask, and said, "It doesn't matter, Hongjun, you are on our side."

"Of course." Hongjun understood the meaning of Morigen's words and said, "Whether it is to surrender or get rid of, I am its enemy."

Everyone showed an expression of "that's good", Qiu Yongsi walked a few steps in the patio, and said: "The Demon King has never appeared, and now no one knows its identity and true body. But one thing we can be sure of is , It is very close to the emperor, even by his side."

"That's a black dragon." Hongjun said suddenly.

The remaining three people were all startled. Morigen licked his lower lip unconsciously, and Qiu Yongsi said: "I knew it was! Look for it slowly, there are always clues you can find, compared to its hiding place. , I’m even more worried that with our current strength, I’m afraid it’s not its opponent."

Hongjun sighed and said, "I lost one of the four flying knives. If the lost Sky Thunder Knife can be retrieved, the flying knives will be able to exert their strongest power. Now they can only fight against the little monsters. , It's not working."

Hongjun's identity is the most mysterious. Although Yu Ren doesn't know where he came from, what is certain is that this kid does not eat the fireworks in the world, it is very likely that he is a disciple of the great god. But he neither said, nor did everyone ask much.

"So, Kong Hongjun, you came to Chang'an also to subdue the Demon King?" Artest asked.

The three of them all looked at Hongjun, who nodded and said: "Yes."

Everyone was relieved, and obviously they had guessed about Hongjun's identity. The one who guessed the most was the demon clan—a carp demon by his side was probably not his own. But as long as the purpose is consistent in the short term, everything is easy to say.

"For our common goal, subdue the Demon King of Chang'an." Artest said, "Let us listen to the impassioned battle music!"

Everyone cheered together. No matter how difficult the future is, it's okay to be happy occasionally. So Artai started to play the piano, Hongjun went to find a bowl and beat, and everyone started listening to the song.

At the same time, Li Jinglong was standing in the brightly lit trial hall of Dali Temple, exhausted physically and mentally. The food cooked by the carp demon at night was too salty, making him very thirsty.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry Qin Xiaokang, Shangshu Wenyou of the Criminal Ministry, Huang Yong, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, Hu Sheng, the old boss, Tu Ziqiang, the commander of the Shenwu Army, Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette, Daming Palace, plus the great **** Gao Lishi sitting in the center, senior officials Gathering together, inquiring in name, but in fact interrogating Li Jinglong, it was almost impossible to get shackled.

To have Qiu Yongsi's spell, what Li Jinglong wants to do most now is to swipe all these people into the painting, clean his ears, and give peace to the Tang Dynasty.

"From start to finish, I have said it three times." Li Jinglong said, "I swear, I will never hide anything."

Collis holds great power and is almost in the midst of the sky. The Exorcist Department is still under the jurisdiction of Yang Guozhong in name. It was originally seen in Yang Guozhong's face. However, Li Jinglong led a group of subordinates to destroy at least 10% of the Daming Palace, and he explained that "catching monsters" would end this?

"I believe you." Gao Lishi smiled, "but how do you want me to report to your majesty?"

"Report truthfully." Li Jinglong was not afraid. "The Chang'an Demon Race has been suffering for a long time. All this is just the beginning. Sooner or later we will find out the Demon King behind. I am afraid that the tall general will report it. , That’s more."

When everyone heard the word "Demon King", they were all shocked.

"It's just alarmist." Xingbu Shangshu Wen You couldn't bear it, "Li Jinglong, I think you are crazy!"

Li Jinglong laughed and said: "Then the Daming Palace saw the passing palace people, the city gate saw the monster soldier, how do you explain the confession of these people? Even President Hu, you are crazy together Already?"

Hu Sheng's expression suddenly became very weird. At this time, he knew that he had stepped into Li Jinglong's trap.

Li Jinglong has to leave an eyewitness no matter what. Hu Sheng couldn't get rid of it this time. He had to say: "I saw the fox demon with my own eyes. It is exactly as Li Jinglong said, I don't know the rest."

Gorius was stunned, but Qin Xiaokang, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, said: "It is true for the time being. How do you justify the destruction of the Daming Palace?"

"It was destroyed by monsters." Li Jinglong said, "It has nothing to do with me and my subordinates."

"That means, let us find the monster to make a claim?" Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette said slowly.

Li Jinglong couldn't bear it, and said: "Everyone knows, if those monsters are allowed to wreak havoc in Chang'an, how many people will die in the future?"

"Li Jinglong." Gao Lishi furrowed his brows deeply, and he was very impatient at hearing, and said, "You can, don't quibble any more, go out."

Li Jinglong: "..."

Li Jinglong's blood surged over her head in an instant, and almost couldn't help him to make a big quarrel, but the criminal guards of Dali Temple moved forward and forced him out.

"This lunatic was appointed by the imperial concubine. I wanted to send him away with a fictitious errand. I didn't expect such a big incident when he first took office..."

This is the last sentence Li Jinglong heard Qin Xiaokang say before the trial hall closed. Soon Xing Wei took him to the pitch-black school field outside the trial hall and asked him to wait for the result.

"Do you believe me?" Gao Lishi asked again.

Yu Xiren is waiting for you to look at me, I look at you, no one dared to speak, I believed most of it, otherwise there is no way to explain such strange things, but the evil spirits are rampant, so you must not stabbed in front of Sheng Mingzi of.

Huang Yong said: "In my opinion, it is better to use the hurricane at night in the Daming Palace and the rammed soil to loosen up. The case should be dealt with first, and the Ministry of Industry will send skilled craftsmen to repair day and night..."

Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry snorted, meaning that you have caused the disaster at Dali Temple.

Gorius smiled and spread his hands, and said: "The Exorcist Division is under Yang Xiang's jurisdiction. What can I do?"

"I'm afraid I don't know about it yet from the right side." Wen Yu, Shang Shu of the Criminal Department said.

"This time, the face of the right is flattened, what about next time?" Qin Xiaokang said coldly, "every time?"

"What can I do?" Gao Lishi smiled, "I am also very distressed. Everyone, I should have been drinking at home now. I was called here most of the night and heard such a book like Story."

"I have already believed it." Huang Yong said, "it's not a story. Di Lao founded the Exorcism Division back then, just for..."

"Whether it is or not." Shangshu of the Xing Department interrupted coldly, "As soon as this matter spreads out, it will definitely make Chang'an people panic, and it will be out of control. He must not be allowed to continue like this. This inexplicable Yamen must be given. Once it’s closed, no matter how fierce the demon is, it is still a flesh and blood. If the case is placed in Dali Temple, it can’t be caught?"

Wen Yoo is Huang Yong's immediate boss, so Huang Yong had to shut up and nod.

Gorius said: "This is the imperial concubine..."

"General Gao." Wen Yoo leaned forward, "If you let this fight go on, and you will have a bigger Louzi in the future, I'm afraid that even Yang Xiang will be affected!"

Gao Lishi's eyes rolled and he stopped talking.

"The Daming Palace can still be repaired if it collapses," said Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, "What if the ancestral temple is destroyed?"

Golix shivered suddenly, and this sentence became the last straw to crush the camel.

"But this matter, I have to tell Xiangguo." Gao Lishi pondered, "You have to take care of your concubine's face."

"That's natural." The rest of the people said one after another and reached a consensus. The clerk began to write the transfer order, and Wen Yoo said: "Don't go through the subordinate trial again. I will go to the staff tomorrow. I think Li Jinglong's transfer order will It’s not effective, just cut it off."

Gao Lishi nodded and said: "Your Majesty's imperial decree and Yang Xiang will leave it to me. President Hu, and Li Jinglong's next arrangements will still be handed to you. You are his old boss. Be sure to let him If you want to make trouble, Feng Changqing will have to take a trip."

What can Hu Sheng say? Had a wry smile and nodded.

So everyone made a decision and made a decision to erase the entire Exorcist Division, so as not to have more and more trouble in the future and cause everyone to lose their official posts. Shengming, the emperor, can't help but be involved in the pig teammates. According to the previous incidents such as the case of Lai Junchen, officials lost their heads like cutting wheat. Naturally, this decision is necessary.