Li Yuanxing stood in front of the tent in a daze, and the two little maids immediately ran to prepare face wash and ask the kitchen to prepare breakfast!
The old wolf walked up to Li Yuanxing and said in a moderate voice: "Lang Jun! Chang'an City killed five families yesterday. If the king wants to be a saint, these people must die! The general sent someone to bring a message to Lang Jun. Stay here with peace of mind.
Here, Chang'an is too chaotic and there is too much blood!" After that, he took out a few more knives and said, "General, you said you don't have any weapons, so pick one that's comfortable for you."
Tang Dao! It should be Tang Dao.
Li Yuanxing knew that Lao Lang would definitely not call this sword Tang Dao. It had a bad history and it was really a sad thing.
How many days have you been in Datang? Li Yuanxing was recalling that it seemed that he was struck by lightning at night in the forest contracted by his family. Then he woke up again and didn't know how long it had been.
"Can I keep this knife?" Li Yuanxing likes this knife. Compared with Japanese swords, this knife is more authentic.
Without saying a word, Old Wolf stuffed a total of four knives into Li Yuanxing's arms.
"Can you teach me how to use a knife?" Li Yuanxing asked again.
This time, the old wolf ignored Li Yuanxing and turned around and left. Li Yuanxing lamented in his heart that he was despised by a general. He had no status and it was hard to get along in the Tang Dynasty.
While Li Yuanxing was sighing with emotion, the old wolf came back again.
A piece of wood that was one foot thick and six feet long, with one end sharpened, stood in front of Li Yuanxing.
"Train your arms to strengthen your waist!" Old Lang slashed with his knife a few times, threw the knife to Li Yuanxing and ignored Li Wuxing. The matter of building the village was not a big one, but it was not a small one either. In the beginning, many places were
Lao Lang needs to see it in person.
Li Yuanxing had eaten breakfast, but it was actually already noon.
Holding the sword, Li Yuanxing became more and more excited, dreaming of becoming a powerful swordsman.
Li Yuanxing was waving the knife, waving the knife excitedly, sweating profusely! Old Wolf couldn't bear to look at it, and the sergeants around him didn't dare to look, for fear that they would laugh out loud and be beaten by Old Wolf.
Only Li Yuanxing shouted excitedly, slashing at the wood one by one. It seemed that he would not stop until the wood was cut.
Tired, I leaned on the wood to rest for a while. I missed the brothers who were hanging out with me on the street. I also thought that I came to the Tang Dynasty, and my brother’s tomb was still not repaired. The mountain forest association contracted by my family
I won't be bullied by others.
I was tired and fell asleep. When I opened my eyes again, there was no longer a sergeant of the Tang Dynasty, and there was no longer an old wolf!
"Brother Xing! Brother Xing!" shouts came from far to near.
Li Yuanxing stood up. At this time, he was wearing a Tang suit. There was a small wooden table beside him. On the table were two pottery bowls and a lacquered wood wine bowl. What he was holding in his hand was the Tang Dynasty wine bowl he used for practice.
knife.
Several figures rushed to Li Yuanxing and started arguing around Li Yuanxing: "Brother Xing, you are filming."
The one who spoke was a little monkey, who was tall and thin, and whose surname was Hou. All the work of drilling tomb tunnels and so on was his. Back then, Li Yuanxing could make a fortune from digging tombs. In Xi'an, he could dig any hole, ten holes at will.
At least three of them contain some antiques.
Xiao Hou was slapped hard, and the person he slapped was Wang Wu, Li Yuanxing, the best fighter in this small team.
Wang Wu scolded Xiao Hou: "Fart, Brother Xing went to film a scene all night!"
"I went to make a vote, but it turned out that the other party's background was too big. I suffered a little, but I got a chance to cooperate. Without further ado, let's go to the store, let the old lady take a look, and then exchange some money. Xiaoqi
As long as you are willing to spend a lot of money, your injury can be healed. My brother's tomb must be repaired, and that also costs money!"
Li Yuanxing has come to his senses, and even Li Shimin, the emperor of the ages, recognizes him as his brother. What could be more bizarre?
Xiaoqi's injuries were suffered for everyone, and they must be cured no matter how much money is spent.
His brother's tomb must be repaired. His brother's death is not only a regret in Li Yuanxing's heart, but also because his brother looks the same as Li Shimin. Therefore, it is necessary to spend money to repair the tomb. It is illegal to repair the tomb, but it is illegal to repair one's own home.
Isn’t it illegal to put my brother’s ashes in his own ancestral hall?
The last of the three people who came to see Li Yuanxing was named Liangzi.
This man's surname was Zhuge, and his real name was Zhuge Hua. But everyone called him Zhuge Liang, and then Liangzi.
Liangzi is the only college student, but he does not have the IQ of Zhuge Liang, probably because the old demon Zhuge is too smart, and the IQs of juniors are not very high. Liangzi is a bit clumsy and old-fashioned.
There are some other people in Li Yuanxing's small team, but they all joined later and are far from close to the four of them. The four of them grew up together, fought together, shed blood together, and stayed in the hospital together.
Brothers who were imprisoned together. The injured Xiao Qi was righteous, and Li Yuanxing would also be righteous to him.
After returning home, Li Yuanxing changed into modern clothes and then remembered that his wallet was left in Datang.
"Liangzi, take your ID card and open an account. It will be a public account for everyone. These things I carry with me are estimated to be worth one million. Money is a bastard. Spend it and earn it." Li Yuanxing's grand words made Liangzi
I was stunned for a moment, and it took me a long time to utter two words: "More money!"
What Liangzi said about the money was not that Li Yuanxing had too much money, but that he was afraid of having too much money.
"Brothers for life!" Li Yuanxing patted the three of them and wrapped three bowls and a knife together: "Go to the store!"
The four brothers Li Yuanxing own three stores, with Li Yuanxing accounting for 40% and the other three each accounting for 20%. One store is a bar, open only at night. The other is a food stall in the night market, managed by Xiao Hou. The last one is in
A small shop in the antique market has always been in the business of collecting and selling stolen goods.
The store Li Yuanxing wanted to go to was this store. It was open during the day and opened at night for collection.
At this time, Li Yuanxing had already had the idea of cleansing this store. It turned out that it was absolutely impossible with his financial ability and social connections. Now that he has Li Er of the Tang Dynasty as his backer, what is impossible.
In the store, the person who manages the store is an old man whom everyone calls Laohuazi. He is over sixty years old and is in great spirits. He has food and accommodation in the store. The greatest pleasure is to see good things when he is cleaning things at night. The old man
I can be happy for half a month, and I can drink the low-end Xifeng wine worth ten yuan to give me the feeling of Moutai.
"Bring Laohuazi a box of good wine!" Li Yuanxing said to Liangzi while Wang Wu was driving.
"Two, two hundred!"
Two hundred and one boxes, six bottles. For an old lady, this is not bad wine.
This time, Li Yuanxing shook his head: "One thousand and five!"
Liangzi didn't ask the reason, and there was no need to ask. He couldn't trust any of his brothers. On the way, he found a cigarette shop where Wang Wu collected protection fees, and spent a thousand and three dollars to move a box of wine.