"You gathered in the house, set fire, don't open the window, and don't worry about problems."

Hu Ba slapped his hand in front of his nose: "Push open the window and get some breath. Two years ago, the right sword was in the middle of winter in Chang'an, and he was discovered and died in the house."

He paused and added: "The fireworks are toxic."

These words made everyone who was originally passionate and thinking about doing something big was like being poured down by a head of cold water.

Surprised inexplicably.

This is the first time that everyone has seen the Left Wolf King with their own eyes.

I only heard of his name before, but never saw him.

I originally thought there would be some passionate encouragement.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, he said something that everyone didn't understand.

Although I don't understand the words, I still understand the meaning.

Just come and pick on the tricks.

Seeing that Hu Ba's expression was wrong, Hu Li'an lowered his voice and said, "Left Wolf King, what's wrong with things?"

"You..."

Hu Ba reached out and patted his shoulder, grabbed his five fingers hard: "You can't hide anything... Have Su Dawei heard of it?"

"Su Dawei?"

Hu Li'an thought for a while and said, "We met this person when we entered the city this morning."

Hiss ~

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Li'an felt the five fingers on his shoulder tighten suddenly, like an iron hook, almost embedded in his bones.

The severe pain caused his cheek to twitch slightly.

However, he didn't say a word, as if the shoulder was not his own.

Huba also realized that he had lost his composure and slowly relaxed his fingers holding his shoulders: "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"I met unexpectedly when I entered the city this morning. Time flies and there is no time to send news."

"Nothing happened, right?"

"Everything is OK."

After saying this, Huba fell into silence.

Hu Li'an tentatively said: "Left Wolf King, what's so strange about Su Dawei?"

"This person...is not simple."

Huba reached out and patted his shoulder, pointed to the fire: "Let's sit down and chat."

"yes."

The two of them came to the fire, and the others around them were busy making room.

Someone also presented horse milk wine.

Holding the cold horn cup in your hand, smelling the familiar fragrance.

Hu Ba narrowed his eyes slightly: "I miss you so much, as if I'm back on the grassland..."

The flames in front of him licked the barbecue on the wooden rack.

It made a crackling sound.

The aroma of meat quietly overflowed with the fire and floated indoors.

I closed my eyes and couldn't see the room. I almost thought I was sitting in the grassland, placing sheep, eating barbecue, and drinking wine.

That feeling of freedom has not been around for many years since the family and country were destroyed.

He vomited a long turbid air from his chest.

He opened his eyes and took a sip of wine.

The cold wine is bitter at first, and then it turns into a fishy and sweet taste in the throat.

It's like blood.

Finally it turned into a hot mass in the stomach.

It's like the heart fire that he hasn't extinguished for many years.

"We Turks were destroyed by Su Dawei and Su Dingfang."

"ah!"

"Shaboluo Khan was also captured by Su Dawei."

It was obviously the first time everyone present heard about this.

There was an uproar for a moment.

"You heard the movements in Chang'an City before?"

Huba shook his wine glass.

Looking at the bloody wine in the glass, ripples rippled.

"That was to cheer for Su Dawei's victory. I heard... he led his army to break the Tubo Kingdom."

"this……"

“I have a feeling.”

A sharp light lit up in Huba's eyes.

"This person is our lifelong enemy."

"This revenge will be removed from Su Dawei together."

...

Wannian County, Chang'an, a large mansion next to the east city.

In the study, light smoke rose gracefully.

It has a refreshing sweet fragrance.

The most powerful right prime minister of the Tang Dynasty was now sitting in front of the red sandalwood table.

There was a tea set on the table, and it turned out that it was cooking tea.

He has a skillful posture, elegant movements and a focused expression.

The hands were well maintained, flipping the camellia, and staring at the tea and gradually boiling on the fire.

The middle-aged man was kneeling on the opposite side of his right.

If you recognize his official uniform, you can see that this person is an extremely important official in Ducha Temple.

"Right Prime Minister..."

"Why? Can't sit still?"

The right prince's eyes had not moved for a moment, but he was still focused on his own tea ceremony and said lightly: "Whenever he encounters major events, he will be calm. If he can't stand loneliness, he will not be able to do anything."

"The right prime minister, in the Ducha Temple, is quite restless today."

"oh?"

This sentence made the right-hand move slightly stop.

He finally put down the tea in his hand, took out the neatly stacked white silk squid on the wooden table, and cleaned his hands.

He looked up at the middle-aged man opposite.

Ducha Temple was founded by Su Dawei and is exclusively owned by His Majesty's secret spies and intelligence organization.

After careful design by Su Dawei, his ingenious architecture and his expertise in intelligence collection have long surpassed many other institutions in the Tang Dynasty.

It has become one of the most important institutions in the Tang Dynasty today.

There was even a private saying among the important officials in the court that Ducha Temple was the tenth temple outside the three provinces, six ministries and nine temples in the Tang Dynasty.

Such an important institution cannot be spared.

The deputy minister of Ducha Temple in front of him, named Cao Jingru, can be called a capable official.

However, with his qualifications, it is still very difficult to enter Ducha Temple.

The reason why I can enter now is that I can still become a deputy minister.

This is naturally the help of the right prime minister.

Cao Jingru was born with great characteristics.

On a white and fat face, his eyebrows are like crescent moons, and his eyes are squinting for many years, like a sleeping cat.

I don't know if he had small eyes or was deliberately squinting.
To be continued...