The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

Su Dingfang had a headache.

Before, I thought I had found a solution from Zhao Chen, and I dared to settle down the road construction matter.

But who knew that something like this would happen again.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty attacked and killed the Tibetan people and left specially made weapons from the Tang army at the scene.

Everyone knows that this is an obvious frame-up that could not be more obvious.

But now, apart from the weapons made by the Tang Dynasty military, they found nothing else at the scene.

General, the Tibetans must have done this themselves to cause chaos in our area.

Now more than half of the Tibetan people are surrounding our camp, demanding that we hand over the murderer. .??.

General, if this continues, I'm afraid there will be a big mess. The captain next to Su Dingfang said in a deep voice, with a gloomy look on his face.

They are really forced now and have no choice.

It is definitely not allowed to attack the Tubo people, otherwise it will only arouse their resistance.

Can you hand over the murderer?

How do they know who the murderer is? They can't just find someone to blame.

The Tubo people made it clear that they were destined to be punished and they were looking for someone to take the blame, which was causing trouble for themselves.

Once the matter is leaked, Su Dingfang will not be able to explain to Zhao Chen, not to mention the emperor.

But now, he has no choice at all.

Did anyone leave the camp last night? Su Dingfang asked.

No one. This is definitely a drama directed and staged by the Tubo people. Maybe the murderer is the Tibetan assassin who has been ambushing us here.

Just waiting for something like this to happen! The captain shook his head.

They had checked several times and found that no Tang soldiers left the camp last night.

Whose weapon is it? Su Dingfang asked again.

A soldier, but he stayed in the camp on duty last night, and there were several people around watching him the whole time.

“According to his own words, his weapon had a chip, so he asked Tibetan craftsmen to help him re-assemble it.

forging.

And the Tubo craftsman also died in this attack, so this clue is lost.

General, or hand over that soldier...

absurd!

You think Zhao Chen is a fool. If we do this, once the news reaches Zhao Chen's ears, we will be the next to die! Su Dingfang shouted violently.

He was also frightened half to death by the captain's method.

Handing over innocent soldiers, even if this time barely calmed down the anger.

The Tibetan assassins hiding among the Tubo people will be even more arrogant next time.

And if Zhao Chen knew this news, he would probably be the first to give an account of Su Dingfang's life to the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

This is killing him, Su Dingfang!

General, what are we doing now... the captain asked tremblingly.

Su Dingfang was a good resource when it came to directing battles, but he really didn't have any experience in such intrigues.

For a moment, Su Dingfang felt very tired.

First stabilize the situation here and send someone to invite Zhao Chen. Forget it, I'll go in person! After a long silence, Su Ding just waved his hand and said.

…

It was the first time that Xiao Li Zhi saw his mother returning with a beautiful little girl about his own age.

My eyes were straight at that time.

He kept pestering Wu Jue to play with him.

Wu Jue didn't like the eight-year-old kid at all.

If Empress Changsun hadn't been watching, she would have kicked Xiao Li Zhi over.

Xiao Wu, this is my aunt's third son Li Zhi. His nickname is Pheasant Nu. He is eight years old this year.

While Zhao Chen is away from Chang'an, you will study with Dr. Wei along with Pheasant Nu.

Pheasant slave, Wu Jue is Zhao Chen's student, you have to call her sister. Empress Changsun introduced the two of them to each other.

Wu Jue was somewhat reluctant.

How could an eight-year-old kid compare to Zhao Chen?

In Wu Jue's eyes, although Zhao Chen didn't want to see him, Zhao Chen had real abilities.

And even the emperor listened to Zhao Chen.

Even when the emperor was reprimanded by Zhao Chen, the emperor had to accompany him with a smile.

If it were Xiao Li Zhi, the emperor would probably slap him in the face.

How does this compare?

Sister Xiao Wu! Xiao Li Zhi's eyes widened.

Although he is young, he has seen quite a few women.

Only Wu Jue could make him feel intimate.

Well, His Highness Prince Jin. It was Wu Jue's lukewarm attitude that made Xiao Li Zhi feel doubly sad.

As a child, he was naturally in a bad mood when he saw Wu Jue not paying attention to him.

Tears flowed out immediately.

When Wu Jue saw Xiao Li Zhi's appearance, he despised him even more.

Then she said to Queen Changsun, Aunt, why don't Xiao Wu go back to Wannian County? Doctor Sun still needs manpower.

Queen Changsun brought Wu Jue into the palace. One of the reasons was that she saw last time that Wu Jue had a different attitude towards Zhao Chen.

This made Empress Changsun feel uncomfortable.

Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang's wedding has been postponed for a long time. What if Wu Jue interferes in the process?

That's a big problem.

It would be a sin to make everyone unhappy by then.

Fortunately, Zhao Chen has no interest in Wu Jue at all.

Empress Changsun felt that it was necessary for her to put an end to Wu Jue's unwanted thoughts.

It's better to say goodbye. I have already told Divine Doctor Sun that you will live here in the future, and the pheasant slaves will live here every day.

Come to school with you.

Okay, Xiao Wu, you rest here, my aunt is leaving first. If anything happens, just tell the palace maid.

Pheasant slave, you stay here and talk to Xiao Wu! Queen Changsun said.

Without giving Wu Jue a chance to speak, he turned around and left the palace.

Xiao Li Zhi approached Wu Jue with a flattering expression and said to him, Sister Xiao Wu, eat this. This is my favorite pastry...

Wu Jue said nothing and did not even glance at Xiao Li Zhi.

Sister Xiao Wu, what do you usually like to do? Xiao Li Zhi was not discouraged and asked again.

Sleep! Wu Jue replied.

Hehe, I also like to sleep. We are really similar. Xiao Li Zhi's face burst into laughter.

Wu Jue rolled his eyes at Xiao Li Zhi and stopped talking.

Sister Xiaowu, why aren't you talking? Are you unhappy? Do you want me to take you out for a walk?

My mother bought me a lot of toys. I usually can't bear to play with them. You...

I'm going to bed, please go! Wu Jue interrupted Xiao Li Zhi.

That's right. You must be tired when you come from Wannian County. Sister Xiao Wu, please rest first. I'll come over to see you tomorrow! Xiao Li Zhi nodded matter-of-factly.

He held hands with Wu Jue and left reluctantly, looking back three times.

Wu Jue's little face was twitching.

This little Li Zhi is already very qualified to lick dogs at a young age.

Fortunately, he was born into an emperor's family, otherwise he would definitely not be able to get a wife with the way he talks to girls.

Sigh, if Zhao Chen could talk to me like this, even just ask a question, then I would be so happy.

It's been two months, and that stinky guy hasn't even sent me a letter.

You can't even forget my name.

Watching Xiao Li Zhi leave, Wu Jue suddenly felt sour in his heart.