"Qiu Longwei, I have met Lang Jun!"

The fifty-one man knelt in front of him and spoke in an almost pious tone.

Yang Xuan only felt huge waves coming towards him.

Qiu Longwei!

Qiu without horns!

The dragon has horns!

A horned dragon is a young dragon.

Hornless baby dragon!

This is the nickname of the prince.

Qiu Longwei...

The prince's guard.

Look at these big men, they are so strong that even the monks cannot compete with them. When they appear next to the prince, how many people in the world can break through their defenses?

…

Tu Shang's body shook.

The old thief asked: "What did you think of?"

Tu Shang said: "Since I arrived in the Tang Dynasty, I have been observing. Lang Jun is both civil and military, which is a good thing. But I have been by Lang Jun's side for a long time, and I have a vague feeling that Lang Jun is not a creature in the pool."

"Isn't it good that things that are not in the pool are bad?"

"Okay." Tu Shang sighed: "But what is Lang Jun trying to do to win over the people and the army in Chenzhou?"

"The same is true for Mr. Liu."

"I don't know what Liu Shijun is like, but I have been by your side for a long time, but I feel something...indescribable, like something underground that keeps trying to emerge."

"What?"

"Grain seedlings! Yes, heifer seedlings, I have always felt that Lang Jun is like a grain seedling, struggling underground. As long as he accumulates enough strength and waits for spring to come, he will burst out of the ground."

"Tsk!" The old thief felt that he had underestimated Tu Chang.

"What is a horned dragon? A hornless dragon." Tu Chang smiled bitterly and said, "When I heard this name, I completely understood. It turns out that everything Lang Jun did in the past was all a plan."

"That's right." The old thief stroked his beard, and a sense of superiority as a veteran emerged spontaneously.

"These big men can easily defeat the monks with only their physical body. Who in the world can have such a bodyguard? You don't need to think carefully to understand...this is the bodyguard of a noble person."

The old thief nodded, "Yes! An indescribably noble person."

"Is Mr. Lang the heir of that noble man?"

"You have to ask Mr. Lang about this."

"Haha! That noble man left such a tyrannical guard for Lang Jun...and Yi Niang. I always feel that Yi Niang does not look like a woman from an ordinary family. If she wants to be more serious, those noble ladies in Chenzhou No one can match her temperament. Such a woman is willing to be the husband's female steward..."

"So, what do you think?" the old thief asked pretending to be casual.

As for the second child... Tu Shang searched for it and found that Wang Laoer was squatting next to a corpse, curiously kneading the corpse's body and eating dried meat.

"The monk's meat is like this too!" Wang Laoer was a little disappointed.

"What can I think?" Tu Shang smiled.

"That day, when I returned home, I saw pedestrians on the road who looked nervous or excited, and they all ran to that street. I was still thinking that something big had happened.

At that time, I still liked to watch the excitement, so I followed the crowd and saw only the light of the fire reaching into the sky.

The officials and soldiers gathered around the street. Seeing that my house was in flames, I knelt down and begged them to let me in.

The officials didn't look at me seriously, and the soldiers drove me away.

I want to kill someone.

There was a loud bang, and I saw that my home had collapsed!

It turns out that what I saw was the excitement in my own home.

The thieves began to break through, and most of them were killed by bows and arrows, while the rest were stabbed to death with spears.

Those officials smiled brightly and spoke softly. I have a good ear and listened to what they said...reward for merit.

achievement!

hehe!

They released the blockade, and I and the surviving neighbors walked in.

Along the way, my feet are soft and a child can easily push me down.

The old man brought basin after basin of water, and more people came.

The fire is out.

The old man refused help from others and rummaged through the ruins alone.

I'm looking for you...

They all curled up into a small ball.

That is my wife.

My son and daughter-in-law.

My grandson and granddaughter.

When I went out in the morning, they also told me to come back early.

The old man is back, but they can no longer speak.

I went to seek justice and was beaten severely by the officials.

Justice is not as good as their official title.

Justice is not as good as the credit they lied about.

I have lived half my life and have always followed the rules. Even though I have the marksmanship and military skills inherited from my ancestors, I still live silently.

At that moment, I forgot the rules taught by my ancestors, killed the official, and took his head to pay homage to his family members."

Tu Shang smiled, "You want to ask... Lang Jun's enemy must be the gray emperor in the palace. Do you dare me to follow Lang Jun, right?"

The old thief nodded.

Tu Shang said: "From the moment I waved my sword at that official, the emperors and generals, the majesty of the dynasty, and the rise and fall of the world have nothing to do with me. Do you know what I want to do most?"

He asked himself and answered: "What I want to do most is to overthrow these bullshit emperors who eat the flesh and blood of the people but don't take the people seriously, and turn them into ants under the feet of the people!"

Tu Shang asked: "Does Mr. Lang want to rebel?"

"No, it's a rebellion!"

"That's right, I'm asking for rebellion. Then, if the prince wants to attack the city, I will help him build a ladder. If the prince wants to kill the emperor, I will hand him the knife...

I can’t wait any longer!”

…

"stand up."

Yang Xuan helped Lin Feibao up.

"I have some impressions of you." Yang Xuan remembered, "The blacksmith from Anrenfang!"

"yes."

Lin Feibao said: "I still remember my husband."

"No need to call yourself a villain."

Lin Feibao thought for a while, "Yes. I also remember Lang Jun."

"This is fate."

"No, Langjun's eyes are as long as His Majesty's."

"Really?" Yang Xuan touched the corners of his eyes, thinking that Yang Lue never said anything about this.

Maybe it’s because I’ve seen it too much!

"Is this how you've been waiting for all these years?"

"yes."

Being able to stay dormant in Chang'an City for more than ten years, such loyalty!

Yang Xuan said sincerely: "Thank you for your hard work."

"The moment I saw Mr. Lang, all my hard work was worth it."

"How did you escape back then?"
To be continued...