Holy City.

Yueya took off her cloak and came to a majestic mansion.

After handing over the prayer letter, he followed the concierge into the luxurious living room. He had crispy roasted lamb on the eucalyptus table, and sang and chatted during the meal. There were countless colorful robes and skirts flashing.

She was able to hide the anger in her eyes. Her grandmother was secretly sad in the Western Regions, but Hu Yanshou was leisurely in the holy city. Is this fair?

"Who are you?"

A slightly fat old man with a purple robe and gold belt slowly walked over, and it was Hu Yanshou, the powerful judge in the center.

He has a typical phoenix-eyed, hooked nose. When he moves his lips, he will pull his nose and forehead, like a weaving snake wandering under his skin.

"Yue's granddaughter sanctioned." Yueya answered respectfully.

Hu Yanshou frowned deeply, and the important officials of the central government avoided contact with the officials of the border.

But you have come here, you can't drive people away.

"Talk inside." He paced around for a few times, came to the cramped and hidden tea room, and looked back at Yueya who was following him:

"Congratulations to the Yuezhi family, a genius who stirs up luck."

"There is no Yue Wudi at all." Yue Ya retorted coldly.

Hu Yanshou was powerful without anger and said in a deep voice:

"If you deceive the king and the emperor, you will be beheaded!"

It has nothing to do with him, he just wants to know the purpose of this trip.

The woman in front of her had no respect at all, as if she was here to seek a sect.

"Are you questioning me?" He is worthy of being a cunning and cunning central official, and just observing it can infer Yueya's emotions.

"That's right." Yueya said directly, "Does the Judgment still have an impression of Kucha City?"

Hu Yanshou sat on a low stool, poured a pot of tea in a quiet pot and said softly:

"It's old news. Could it be that the hundreds of white-headed old soldiers are not dead yet?"

"Diet, there is only a guard named Gu Chang'an left." Yueya tried her best to restrain her anger and then stared at him:

"The lonely city still stands in the Western Regions, and the Tang Dynasty flag is inserted half a mile outside the city. It is the loss of soil that causes ripples in the abyss luck."

Hu Yanshou's expression instantly stagnated, and the teacup was stuttering.

"I finished talking in one breath!" His eyes were as sharp as needles.

"Zhe Lansu was forced to run away, and my Yuezhi lost 4,000 soldiers."

Looking at the increasingly miserable old man's face, Yueya continued to ruthlessly finish the fight:

"You heard it right. Gu Chang'an, a Han slave, killed 4,000 soldiers and 30 guards with one sword. It is unknown how many deaths of Zhe Lansu."

Hu Yanshou clenched his fists, his eyes trembled with his eyes, his muscles trembled, just like a glaring Vajra, and said gloomy:

"Absurd and bizarre, a fantasy."

"What are the intentions to make up a ghost story?"

Yueya stared at him.

"Just!" Hu Yanshou adjusted his emotions and calmed down:

"Tell me to the mountain ghost? One person and one sword can't even kill the army!"

Yueya's cheeks were cold, and it was almost a sound that pulled out of her cavity:

"I traveled thousands of miles apart, and I was exhausted from seven horses on the way. I came to tell a joke to the high-powered judge, ah?!"

Hu Yanshou was caught off guard and fell back in fear, and sat down on the ground.

He could tell that it was not a false statement at all. These words were like bolts from the blue!

"No one can stay out of this mess." Yueya's eyes were gloomy.

Yuezhi has already deceived the emperor, and is still afraid of offending Hu Yan’s old man?

Grasshoppers on the same rope either work hard or die together!

The old dog Zhelan runs fast, you Huyan can’t run!

"What mess? Does it have anything to do with me?" Hu Yanshou got up calmly and pretended to be calm and tidy up his clothes and hair.

"Who is the previous seven thousand miles sanctioner?" Yueya sneered.

Hu Yanshou is calm:

"All sins are in Zhelansu. He failed the empire's high hopes and was ashamed of the God's crown, so he could only commit suicide."

"Your grandmother has lost half of the territory of the empire and is unforgivable. I will confess my love to the center and try not to affect the Yuezhi family."

Yueya was so angry that she looked at the tea room mural and said in a cold voice:

"You picked it cleanly, right?"

"What else?" Hu Yanshou asked, his emotions suddenly lost control, and he roared with ferocious eyes:

"waste!"

"How come Zhe Lansu still has the face to live in the world!"

"I left office, and only the elderly, weak, sick and disabled are left in the lonely city..."

"Why don't you kill?" Yue Ya intercepted him.

Hu Yanshou opened his mouth and suddenly smiled distortedly.

commit a sin!!

"When a person is promoted, he is still a judge of the imperial decision-making level. He is eager to run into the holy city with eight legs. How could he care about the little troubles in front of him?"

"You could have completely eliminated it, but because of a single thought, you have created irreversible consequences."

Yueya made a statement slowly and said that this was what her grandmother taught her.

That's right, it happened to be Hu Yanshou's psychology at that time.

He lowered his head dejectedly, as if fate was deliberately teasing him.

The moment he received the imperial edict, he had already left the matter behind the seven thousand miles. No matter from any interest perspective, the latter Zhe Lansu would help him deal with Kucha City.

"Gu Changan is really so shocking?" Hu Yanshou's eyes widened, incredible.

Yueya was silent and disgusted with describing how terrible Han slaves were.

"Hahahaha... a person is creating an epic miracle!" Hu Yanshou's blue veins were bulging, and his tone was hysterical.

The old witch will not deceive the God's crown if there are any choices.

And the old beast Zhelansu would rather be demoted by himself and leave the quagmire.

Combining everything, Hu Yanshou deeply understood that seven thousand miles of the Western Regions had become a disaster volcano.

Can't explode!

"Block the news and keep covering the cover tightly!" He squirmed his lips, losing the threatening mind.

No matter how much he intimidates, it cannot change the fact that he is guilty.

Once exposed, he was relatively small in charge with his power field resources and his crimes, and he was likely to be exempted from Lingchi, but he would definitely lose his official hat.

He climbed to this position at the age of sixty-five, and was one step away from becoming a great minister. What is the difference between losing power and death?

"Then please ask the emperor to borrow troops." Yueya said in a deep voice.

Hu Yanshou stared at her coldly, with a rough and angry tone:

"The old witch is a chief official in the frontier. I am in the center and I borrow soldiers. What did the old witch think?!"

"Sooner or later, you will be killed by you worms. What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that he still felt innocent, Yueya cursed:

"Isn't he innocent when Zhelan's old dog takes over your mess? Grandma was cheated, even more innocent than you!"

"It's impossible to borrow troops." Hu Yanshou's face was covered with dark clouds and said in a deep voice:

"Add money and grain, we must eradicate the lonely city!"

"Can food be piled up to death and beg Chang'an?" Yueya also knew that borrowing troops was purely nonsense, just bargaining chips for negotiations.

"Weapons, as well as three top-third-grade masters, must be masters who can easily crush the Peach Blossom Sword Fushang!"

Hu Yanshou did not refute:

"Weapons can be given, but experts need time to arrange them."

"Let them come to the Western Regions as soon as possible." Yueya said seriously.

As my grandmother expected, Huyan's old man was also cowardly and fearful.

The tea room fell into a long and dead silence, and the atmosphere was as stiff as iron.
To be continued...