Prince of the Tang Dynasty: Signing in began with harming Li Shimin

Chapter 5

Su Jing sat alone on the carriage to Cheng's mansion, secretly thinking about the predicament he was facing now.

Too much time has passed, and he can no longer remember the exact date when the Turks invaded Datang.

I just remember that Xieli took advantage of the handover of the Tang Dynasty's power, and sent [-] troops to the south to attack Jingzhou.

After that, it took only a few short days to successfully advance into martial arts, directly threatening Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

However, Li Shimin appointed Yu Chigong as the general manager of the Jingzhou road march afterwards, and organized troops to stop the Turkic invasion in the area of ​​Jingyang City.

Obviously during this period of time, Jingyang City was not captured by Turkic cavalry.

As long as he can transfer his adoptive father back within three days, he may be able to avoid this military disaster.

As for the people of the Tang Dynasty in Jingzhou, he was really helpless.

After all, he woke up too late, and it was too late to split Turks and save Datang.

but……

Who can tell what will happen in the future?

……

"Hey hey hey!"

Cheng Chumo, who was missed by Su Jing, didn't know anything about it.

At the moment, he is showing off at home according to Su Jing's instructions.

"Snapped!"

"You bastard!

Why are you giggling when I ask you to eat? "

Cheng Yaojin slapped Cheng Chumo on the head heavily.

Cheng Chumo rubbed his head indifferently, and said with a silly smile, "Father! My son wrote three poems today..."

"puff!"

Mrs. Cheng, who was sitting beside her, spat out a mouthful of vegetable soup and coughed violently while covering her small mouth.

Just look at Cheng Chumo's big and three rough appearance.

Even if he deliberately wears a moon white gown, he doesn't have the slightest demeanor of a literati.

"You bastard, what did you say?"

Cheng Yaojin sat in the first place in a daze.

Looking at Cheng Chumo who was acting coquettishly with a folding fan in his hand, he wondered if he was bewitched.

You won't be too cold with a folding fan in this winter!

"hiss!"

Cheng Chumo exerted too much force, and felt a biting cold wind blowing down his neck, and shivered involuntarily.

Immediately, resisting the coldness, he waved the folding fan gracefully, and said gracefully, "Father, mother.

The boy wrote three poems today, and invited his parents to taste them. "

"Hehe~

Tasting! "

"Snapped!"

"Yeah appreciating your mother!"

Cheng Yaojin slapped palms like cattail palms one after another, and blurted out a fierce greeting.

"You idiot!

You don't even piss to take care of yourself, and you are still learning to compose poetry like you are!

There are eight if not ten teachers who were blown away by you, two more than your father and me!

Just like that, you dare to write poems from TN! "

"Cheng Zhijie!

How dare you scold my old lady! "

Hearing what Cheng Yaojin said, Mrs. Cheng, who was watching the theater leisurely, suddenly changed her face.

Slowly got up and pointed to the cushion beside him, shouted loudly: "Kneel down!"

"Ma'am, my son is still here!"

Cheng Yaojin fawningly stepped forward and grabbed Mrs. Cheng's little hand, and said with a smile: "My husband was pissed off by this idiot.

Don't be offended, madam, don't be offended. "

"Humph!"

Mrs. Cheng snorted arrogantly, looked at Cheng Chumo and said, "Mo'er.

Today, I have my mother supporting you, so you can do whatever you want.

The old lady wants to see, who dares to say that my son is not. "

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Cheng Yaojin responded hastily.

He didn't forget to give Cheng Chumo a glare afterwards.

Seeing this, Cheng Chumo shrank his neck, summoned up his courage and said, "Mom, then I'll read it..."

"Relax, there is a mother to support you."

"Thank you ma'am."

Cheng Chumo opened his bloody mouth and gave a foolish smile, cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: "The past was so dirty that it was not enough to boast, but today's debauchery... has no boundaries.

spring breeze……

spring breeze……"

Cheng Chumo forgot some words for a while.

Scratching his head, he quickly opened his palms to take a look, and then read: "The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day."

"Good poem!

great poem!

This is another spring breeze, and it is also the flower of Chang'an.

that's nice! "

"Snapped!"

Cheng Yaojin grinned and rubbed his palms, but was caught off guard and slapped Mrs. Cheng.

"You idiot!

Such a good seven-character quatrain, but you tasted like an obscene poem!

My old lady beat you to death today, you ignorant melon! "

"Ma'am don't fight!

Ma'am don't fight! "

Cheng Yaojin dodged the small fists that came overwhelmingly.

Rolling his eyes slyly, he said with a shy face, "Ma'am, don't you wonder how Mo'er can compose poetry?"

"what?"

Mrs. Cheng was startled when she heard this.

Looking at the triumphant Cheng Chumo, he asked suspiciously: "Mo'er, tell mother the truth.

Where did this poem come from? "

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin saw through his plan, the joy on Cheng Chumo's face faded instantly.

Scratching her head dejectedly, she said, "Mother, I bought this poem with money in Dongshi, and it's only worth the usual money.

There is also a song worth five consecutive songs. "

Cheng Chumo took out "Hunting in Mizhou" and handed it to Mrs. Cheng, and stepped aside in frustration.

Mrs. Cheng took a look at the rice paper, nodded and said: "This poem is indeed better than the poem just now.

It shows that the poet is a well-educated person. "

"No, mother.

Brother Su said, there are four more lines in this poem because it has more characters! "

"Too many words?!"

The corners of Madam Cheng's mouth twitched, and the dangerous look in her eyes flashed away.

Su Jing dared to play her son as a fool, she must teach Su Jing a lesson.

Just before she could trouble Su Jing, she saw the old housekeeper striding towards the main hall.

"Master, madam.

Outside the mansion, a young man who claimed to be Su Jing asked to see him. "

"Su Jing?!

hehe~

Mrs. Ben was about to look for him, but unexpectedly he came to her door on her own initiative. "

Madam Cheng smiled coldly, raised her hand and said, "Bring him in.

Madam Ben wants to see who dares to lie to me! "

"Yes, ma'am."

The old butler left in response.

Soon.

Then he brought a young man who was described as thin and full of vigor and strode over.

"Su Jing, a grassroots man, has met Su Guogong and his wife."

Su Jing smiled politely, and bowed to the two in the hall.

Then he stood quietly aside, patiently waiting for Cheng Yaojin to ask questions.

But at this moment, Cheng Yaojin was staring at Su Jing with wide eyes.

After a while, he exchanged a surprised look with Mrs. Cheng.

Both of them nodded tacitly, taking a deep breath of the throbbing in their hearts under the air pressure.

Su Jing's appearance was too similar to a person they knew well.

It's just that one is overnourished and the other is undernourished.

"Are you Su Jing who sold poems to Mo'er?"

Cheng Yaojin breathed a sigh of relief and asked expressionlessly.

Su Jing nodded, cupped his hands and said, "It's Caomin."

"Why did you come here today?"

Cheng Yaojin frowned, feeling more and more that his guess was right.

It's just that this matter is so important that he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"Caomin has a treasure to offer."

Su Jing said bluntly.

"treasure?!

Heh~"

Looking at Su Jing's plain clothes, Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but chuckled.

Standing up and walking in front of him, he squinted his eyes and said funnyly: "What treasure?

You take it out and open your eyes with the old man. "

Su Jing smiled nonchalantly, and pretended to grope in his arms for a while.

Then he suddenly took out a nearly one-meter-long magic arm bow and handed it to Cheng Yaojin with a smile.

"My mother!"

Cheng Yaojin screamed and almost fell to the ground.

He really couldn't figure out how Su Jing hid such a big guy like the God Arm Bow in his arms.

"Boy, how did you do it?"

Cheng Yaojin asked curiously.

Su Jing shook his head and said: "This is a secret of the master's school, and it will not be passed on to outsiders.

Su Guogong should take a look at this treasure first. "

"What treasure is this?"

Cheng Yaojin took the divine arm bow and tried to draw the bowstring, but did not find anything strange.

"This is the God Arm Bow.

The body is made of sandalwood, the drum is made of sandalwood, the head of the spear is made of iron, the teeth and hair of the horse's face are made of copper, and the strings are made of hemp rope tied with silk.

The bow is three feet two inches long, the string is two feet five inches long, and the arrow wood feather is several inches long. It shoots more than 340 steps and enters the elm wood for half a stick. "

"Is that true?!"

Cheng Yaojin stared at the bull's eyes and asked in surprise.

If the god arm bow is really so powerful, wouldn't the armor in the world be useless.

Just build tens of thousands of magic arm bows, and the generals of the Tang Dynasty will be able to sweep the world.

Seeing this, Su Jing smiled triumphantly, and said loudly: "If Su Guogong doesn't believe it, just find someone to try it.

If the grassroots have half a false statement, they are willing to be dealt with by the national law. "

How can a technological product that has surpassed this time for hundreds of years be a child's play? In the eyes of the people of Tang, the bow of the divine arm is like a magical weapon.

Su Jing believed that with this bow, he would be able to exchange for a transfer order.