Ren Yaxiang smacked his mouth, looked suspiciously at the depths of the long snake path, could it be that the Tubo people were cheating and only sent a small number of soldiers and horses to lure the enemy?

In the sky, there was a faint green smoke rising. The moment they saw the green smoke, Lu Tong and Ren Ya glanced at each other.

This means that the battle inside is over, and it should be a victory, but the problem is that they don't know what's going on in the valley.

When Lu Tong hesitated to send someone in to investigate, a figure with a white mask on his face rushed out from the inside.

Seeing the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty waiting outside, they instantly became nervous.

He quickly raised his head and waved it. "Brothers, don't make a move. I have been ordered by General Li De to meet General Luneng."

"Is there a result in there?" Lu Neng subconsciously rode forward and asked sharply.

"Fortunately, after bombing for a long time, those Tubo barbarians have lost their fighting spirit and are willing to surrender, so I came here to ask General Lu to lead the army to capture those prisoners of war."

"How many Tubo soldiers and horses are there?"

"Too many, there must be three or four thousand people, but the opponent's line is too long, and there are quite a few behind. Seeing that the situation is not good, they have already fled."

After hearing this news, Ren Yaxiang's restless heart finally calmed down.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'd like to ask General Luneng to deal with it himself, and Ren will go to Shikan Road to have a look."

After seeing Ren Yaxiang leading the two thousand cavalry to leave, Lu Neng looked at the passage with some toothache.

With so many prisoners of war inside, wouldn't it be too dangerous to just go in and catch them? Or let those Tubo guys put down their weapons and come out obediently?

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In the yak road, Cheng Sanlang has already issued an ultimatum.

"All those who can still move, throw away the weapons in your hands and march forward in line."

"No one is allowed to carry a weapon, otherwise, it will be a matter of death."

Cheng Chubi stood on the ridge, his eyes sweeping down the road that had become potholed.

Those Tibetans who had no fighting spirit dropped their weapons and staggered along while coughing. Cheng Chubi looked at Li Zhen, who was an old driver like Li Ke and couldn't keep up with him, and spoke earnestly and sincerely.

"Lu, you have to show it, and you have to show it blatantly... Of course it's not the kind of show that the young lady shows her arms and legs."

"..." Li Zhen's face darkened, and he showed his arms and legs. At most, I can only see if other people are showing well, but they must be of the opposite sex, and there must be an age limit.

"Brother, can you be more serious, as a brother, I am serious with you."

Unexpectedly, Li Zhen, a slut, would have a day of seriousness, so Cheng Chubi laughed.

"Cheng Chengcheng, I'm not kidding, actually, I'm thinking of you guys, little brother."

"Hide you first, and only publicize your names. Everyone will be curious and even criticize."

"The poets and poets all over the Central Plains, as well as those gorgeous ladies and sisters in Nasi Gong Fang, must be thinking..."

"Hey, where did these little-known **** come from?"

"How dare you gossip in Luoyang, our eastern capital, as if you want to wipe out our Central Plains literary world?"

Hearing Cheng Chubi's babbling, Li Zhen and the other Wu Xun disciples who strolled over had black lines on their faces, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many fat and strong Cheng family members next to them.

Concerned that everyone's talent needs to be provided by Cheng Sanlang, I can't wait to kick the kid twice.

But everyone understands what Cheng Sanlang means, which is to stir up the atmosphere first, stir up the heat, and stir up the explosion.

Let those Central Plains literary talents and poets who are unhappy show their true skills one after another.

Then, when they were slapped in the face with literary works by a group of rough men, they were killed by horses.

In this way, the effect will be even more sensational. Similarly, the rewards brought about by the huge risks are naturally very rich.

At that time, as long as you guys stand in the posture of conquerors, go to Nasi Gongfang and declare yourself as a family, hehe...

Li Zhen's eyeballs were almost red. Of course, he was not moved, but stimulated.

There is also Chai Lingwu, and Liu Renshi and Li Qi, who like to hang out with beautiful strangers.

Hearing Cheng Sanlang's alluring explanation, Li Qi looked at Cheng Chubi eagerly.

"Brother Chu Bi, it's all up to you, if you can't come up with a definitive work.

Looking back, our gang of brothers can only rush back to Chang'an in disgrace, and return to Luoyang shamelessly. "

"Don't worry, if someone Cheng makes a move, he will definitely not embarrass you brothers."

"However, you have been shopping around, and you have entered the city, hurry up and let me practice together at the back."

"Brothers, don't forget that although it is important for our brothers to make a name for themselves, it is also important to make a name for our Hantang Commercial Bank."

"Don't worry, as long as your poems are strong, my brother, I will pay attention to the mere Central Plains literary world."

Looking at this group of friends who were laughing and walking away, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

As the saying goes, if you don't want your children to be caught by wolves, if you don't lay more bait, there is no way to coerce these shareholders of Hantang Commercial Bank.

Standing on the second floor under renovation, Cheng Chubi stretched his head out and saw the eye-catching Peony Pavilion along the river.

However, apart from the peony flowers, the peony pavilion also looks very ordinary. There are even a few small vegetable beds beside the pavilion.

They grow coriander and the like. It seems that the talent of liking to grow vegetables everywhere is passed down in the blood of the Chinese nation.

Cheng Chubi remembered that when he was a child, his grandfather also used the most ass-big piece of land in front of his house~lightnovelpub.net~ Well, the dirt floor was less than one meter long and wide.

It is actually planted with dog meat, chives and coriander. Often when cooking at home and forgetting to buy spices, just open the door and pull out a few to solve the big problem.

This is all good, Cheng Chubi even saw some families use flower pots to carry shallots, and even grow peppers and tomatoes...

It seems that diligence and thrift in serving the family, self-reliance, and adequate food have always been the virtues of the Chinese nation.

Cheng Chubi thought about whether he should also turn over the soil at the entrance of the teahouse in Zhengjiazhuang that was requisitioned, and add more spices.

After all, when I make game myself, I often use spices such as dog meat, which grows really fast, and the more you pick, the more delicious it is.

"Brother Chu Bi, Brother Chu Bi?" There was a shout from behind, and when he turned his head, it was Fang Jun and his wife who walked over side by side and holding hands.

Cheng Chubi rejoiced, strode forward, and said after returning a salute to the young couple.

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