On Yang Fan's side, the faces of the civil and military officials were so gloomy that they were almost dripping with water.
Ashina Siyun, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was extremely happy.
He seemed to have forgotten the pain of dislocation, gritting his teeth and adding fuel to the fire with triumph.
He pointed at the civil and military officials and sneered: "You know how powerful the Turkic warriors are, right? The real Turkic warriors are far superior to the Tang Dynasty!"
Ashina Nubi became even more proud when he heard this. He raised his head high and hummed with his nostrils pointing to the sky. He was extremely arrogant.
Cheng Yaojin and others were breathing heavily. They really wanted to shave off their beards and pretend to be young people to get the place back.
However, His Majesty Li Er's face is even worse!
If we can't control the arrogance of these wolf pups today.
Envoys from other vassal states would imitate the joke after seeing it.
Over and over again, these vassal states will definitely become rebellious, and by then the trouble will be big.
The Tang Dynasty was in a period of rapid development, and Li Shimin did not want to be surrounded by enemies and fight on multiple fronts.
What's more, what he was focusing on was the piece of territory that brought down Emperor Sui Yang, and the rest was just a small fight.
Just when I was thinking about how to regain my face.
Li Tai, who had been sitting and watching the fun, finally couldn't help but jump out:
"Father, Hou Zhongyi prides himself on his martial arts skills. Why not let him go into battle to save face for the Tang Dynasty?"
After saying that, he gave Yang Fan a meaningful look. As long as there was an opportunity to make Yang Fan embarrassed, Li Tai would always want to intervene.
Li Shimin's eyes suddenly lit up. How could he forget this brat?
It’s really dark under the lamp!
I always thought that the people attending the banquet next to me were all older, but I didn't expect that Yang Fan, the Minister of Etiquette, was only sixteen years old.
Maybe others don't know Yang Fan's skills and capabilities, but Li Shimin can make a guess.
After all, this kid can break into Plum Blossom Manor single-handedly and rescue people, which should be more than enough to deal with this Turkic barbarian.
But when Li Shimin raised his head and looked at Yang Fan, he couldn't help but be so angry that his eyes were filled with smoke.
Because this kid Yang Fan looks like he has nothing to do with himself, he is just focused on eating like a starving ghost.
It can really make people angry to death, and it's the kind that doesn't pay for life.
In fact, Yang Fan was always paying attention to the changes in the field and felt Li Shimin's gaze.
It's just that Li Tai always wants to cause trouble for me, but Li Shimin always ignores it lightly, so he doesn't bother to pay attention.
However, when Li Tai saw Yang Fan's appearance, he became even more enthusiastic and teased in a weird way: "No wonder some people say that Marquis Zhongyi only knows how to talk, but now he becomes a weakling when he sees the real thing. But I think highly of you."
Yang Fan slowly raised his head, glanced at Li Tai, and said, "Your Highness should have a deep understanding of whether a certain person is a soft-footed shrimp. Does your Highness still want to experience the hardness of a certain fist?"
"You...you are simply unreasonable. Please ask your father to make the decision for your son." Li Tai pointed at Yang Fan and was speechless. He shrank his neck in fear and turned to complain to Li Shimin.
He was really afraid that Yang Fan would jump out and beat him up.
Huh? I seem to feel some pain in my eyes again!
Seeing the two of them fighting each other whenever they spoke, Li Shimin rubbed his temples that were throbbing.
One is his most beloved son, and the other is his most promising son-in-law.
It’s a bit difficult!
But these are family matters and can be postponed.
The most important thing now is to regain the situation and let these barbarians see the majesty of the Tang Dynasty.
It's just that Yang Fan is a stubborn guy, and he keeps trying to back away.
This guy is obviously dissatisfied with Li Tai for doing this.
If you don't give this idiot an explanation, you may not be able to do anything about him.
He had no choice but to glare hard at Li Tai, a guy who failed to achieve anything but failed, and shouted: "How can the dignified prince be so narrow-minded? From now on, you are not allowed to speak without my order."
Li Tai glanced at Li Shimin, his eyes full of resentment.
In the past, it was easy to get wind and rain, but now, because of Yang Fan, not only was he defeated every time, but he was also scolded.
Only now do I realize that love can really disappear!
No longer paying attention to Li Tai's small resentment, Li Shi looked at Yang Fan angrily, as if to say: You should be satisfied after all, right?
Seeing Li Shimin's attitude expressed, Yang Fan did not push the envelope.
He put down his robe and rolled it casually around his waist, and walked towards the field step by step, with a master's style, which directly stunned all the second-generation officials.
Li Shimin was a little doubtful of his own vision, and muttered: "Can this kid do it?"
Unexpectedly, Yang Fan raised his head and smiled at Li Shimin like a clairvoyant: "How can a man say no?"
Before Li Shimin could realize what the joke was, he saw Yang Fan hooking his fingers at Ashina's crossbow and saying, "I'm a guest from afar. I'll give you one hand and hurry up and get beaten."
What he said was exactly the same as the way Cheng Yaojin appeared just now.
Although it seemed very arrogant, it had to be said that it was in line with the tastes of the generals of the Tang Dynasty. Someone immediately said jokingly:
"Lao Cheng, this guy is not your illegitimate son, he is exactly the same!"
Immediately, Cheng Yaojin clapped his hands and laughed.
However, Yang Fan was extremely depressed and wanted Old Fox Cheng to pay the price. He hadn’t seen Miss Yuzhu for a long time!
If Cheng Yaojin knew that his laughter made Yang Fan feel "revenge", he would not know whether he should cry or laugh.
But Ashina Nubi couldn't laugh, and even froze, thinking that the Tang Dynasty was too unreliable.
He actually sent a civil servant here. Aren't he afraid that he would be punched to death by himself?
Yang Fan was dressed in a scarlet official uniform and his face was fair and fair. Although there was a hint of heroism on his face, he did not look like a martial arts practitioner.
Just now, this guy actually shouted for me to give him a hand, which was a naked insult.
Who are you looking down on?
Ashina Nubi's eyes couldn't help but drift towards His Majesty Li Er, wanting to confirm whether it was true or false.
Seeing Yang Fan's pretentious look, Li Shimin couldn't help laughing and scolding him twice. He felt that he was in a much better mood, but the mallet still needed a beating as always.
Just considering this kid's generous character, he said: "Marquis Zhongyi, this little Khan of Nubi is our distinguished guest. Today we are just competing with each other. Remember not to hurt his life."
In fact, His Majesty Li Er is really worried that Yang Fan, a lawless guy, will beat people to death in public.
Even the Fusang envoy dared to cripple him, what else could he not dare to do?
Although he usually acted a little recklessly, Yang Fan was still very measured. Of course, he couldn't beat Ashina Nubi to death, so he bowed his head to Li Shimin and said yes.
It was just the natural expression on Yang Fan's face that completely angered Ashina Nubi.
In his opinion, a young civil servant dared to speak arrogantly.
Do you really think you are such a powerful warrior?
Then he said contemptuously to Yang Fan: "A scholar who has no strength in his hands can stand and let you punch him without hurting a hair on his head. It is really boring. No one in the Tang Dynasty?"
"Are you serious about what you said? Stand still and let someone punch you?" Yang Fan asked with joy in his heart.
The minds of the ancients were really flawed, and they always liked to be self-righteous.
Last time, Zhang Zhongye asked him to try hitting him, but this time another fool stood up and asked him to hit him first.
Of course Yang Fan would not be polite to such a good thing.