Wu Meiniang's green jade fingers, like cardamom, gently held Li Zhi, looked deep at the right prime minister, and was about to speak.

The prince Li Hong and Princess Andingsi on the side had already said in unison: "Father, why don't you go back to the palace to rest first, we are here."

"hehe."

Wu Meiniang's eyes flashed slightly, and she changed her words to her mouth, "It's still Hong'er who is filial. Your Majesty, I will accompany you back to the palace first, wait for you to rest for a while before summoning Su Dawei to meet him."

“Okay.”

Li Zhi nodded.

There was a eunuch beside him ready to get up the sedan chair and help him up.

Wu Meiniang boarded the Luan's carriage and turned around and whispered to Li Hong and Andingsi: "You will wait for me and Your Majesty here to wait for Su Dawei and then lead him to Zichen Palace."

"Here."

...

Not at the right time.

It has been a full hour since Su Dawei entered Chang'an.

Although the crowd had long dispersed, there were many discussions among the various parties in Chang'an.

After all, praise like this is not something that can be seen in ordinary times.

With Su Dingfang's passing, it seems that Su Dawei is the only one who enjoys this honor as a young generation.

Although the people of Chang'an do not understand the tricks, they also vaguely feel that in the future, this young manager Su may "dominate the list" for a long time.

In his prime, he participated in the destruction of the five countries in succession.

The future is limitless~!

Those who are good at making trouble, matchmakers, etc. have begun to privately determine the life and family background of General Manager Su.

After hearing that Su Dawei had already married, he sighed.

I feel like I missed 100 million.

How could such a young and promising general of the Tang Dynasty get married?

But slowly, although the position of the wife has been set, which man doesn’t steal the fish?

Perhaps there are still some beautiful concubines around this Mr. Su?

When I thought of this, the matchmakers and fangs in various parties became excited as if they were injected with chicken blood.

West City.

A blacksmith shop facing the street.

A loose-fitting man stood in front of the door and buckled the iron ring hard.

Three long and two short.

While clasping the door, he turned around and looked at the abortion that was walking not far away.

I vaguely heard them talking about "Manager Su" or something.

I heard this name countless times today, and my ears were really calloused.

The Hu man touched the curled short beard on his chin, and a deep thought flashed in his eyes.

Squeak.

The door of the blacksmith shop is opened.

He is also a Hu person.

He was naked and exposed his knotted muscles.

The door was only opened for a crack, and the Hu people looked over vigilantly from inside.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Is Hu Li'an inside? I'm his friend, my name is Hu Ba."

The Hu man who was calling the door smiled and showed his white teeth.

His hand quietly made a gesture on his chest, his two fingers buckled each other, and the other three fingers were raised.

Like an orchid.

The Hu people behind the crack in the door lit up.

He pulled the door open with his side for only one person to pass through, and whispered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in quickly."

Huba nodded and flashed into the door.

The black door of the blacksmith shop closed with a loud bang.

Hu Ba followed the naked Hu man all the way forward, and neither of them spoke again.

There seems to be tacit understanding between each other.

The sun shines down slanted, shining on the back of the Hu people.

The strong latissimus dorsi floats up one by one as you move, like a beast like a lion or a cheetah, exuding a sense of majestic power.

Hu Ba couldn't help but feel in his heart that these are the most outstanding warriors on the grassland.

But now, I have to lie dormant in the Tang Dynasty, swallowing my anger and persevere.

"Just inside, let's go in by yourself."

The Hu Renlishi turned sideways and gestured.

In front is the main house of the blacksmith shop.

"May I have your name?"

Huba looked at him.

"My name is Xiao San."

"How long have you been in Chang'an? Are you still used to it?"

Xiao San looked at Hu Ba in wonder, not understanding why this nobleman of the Turkic tribe was so interested in his little strongman.

Even on the grassland, my identity is the lowest wolf slave.

But he still said respectfully: "I have been there for six years. If I don't get used to it, I have to get used to it."

"It's soon."

Hu Ba reached out and patted Xiao San and said, "When this matter is over, I will take you, you, back to the grassland together."

Speaking of the word "grassland", Huba's eyes shine and a strong sense of pride emerges.

His hand slapped Xiao San's shoulder, feeling his palm warm and elastic.

This young wolf slave has a strong body and strong bones. His developed muscles are as tough and powerful as a layer of elephant skin.

This gave Huba a little more confidence in this action.

"Can you return to the grassland? That is my long-cherished wish forever!"

Xiao San stroked his right hand and lowered his head to Hu Ba.

The latter smiled with satisfaction and turned around and walked into the room.

When I opened the door, a wave of heat rushed towards me.

This is September in Chang'an. The weather is still hot, but a fire actually grows in the room.

Huba covered his mouth and nose with one palm, and waved his hand in front of his nose to dispel the sparks and ashes flying towards him.

He saw that the people who met him, the group of people, including men and women, Turks, Kang, Shi, and many people from Hexi countries gathered in the house.

It seems that the meeting is being held.

Hearing the movement, everyone looked up and looked at Huba with a vigilant look.

"It's me, I'm here."

"Left Wolf King!"

A strong Turkic man with curly hair and gray eyes stood up excitedly and greeted Hu Ba: "You are finally here!"

"How are things ready?"

Huba held him.

This person's name is Hu Li'an. He used to be a businessman from the Turks and was also Hu Ba's brother of life and death.

"It's almost done. In the past six months, we have been transported back and forth... Now..."

Hu Li'an briefly explained, raised his hand sideways, pointed at the people of all races sitting cross-legged in the fire and said, "These are all warriors of all races, and they all have the idea of ​​restoring the country, and they only hope..."

With Hu Li'an's introduction, people of all ethnic groups sitting in front of the fire were together.

With the etiquette of all ethnic groups, salute Huba.
To be continued...