The Great Tang: World Martial God

Chapter 325: : Imperial City Jielian

In the city of Chang'an, there is a lot of jubilation.

But above the court, it was another scene.

It was the day when the whole nation was celebrating and welcoming the soldiers returning in triumph, but something unexpected happened.

At dusk yesterday.

The Tubo prince brought five envoys from the Tang Dynasty to Pingkangfang to visit the Tubo merchants who were doing business in the imperial city of Chang'an.

Unexpectedly, he encountered the assassination of a dozen masked killers.

The masked killer is well-trained and extremely powerful.

When the Tubo prince was on his way back, he traveled to a relatively remote place and slammed down the killer.

Hidden weapons from different angles were presented one after another, and came straight to the prince of Tubo.

Fortunately, the envoys who accompanied them all had some martial arts, and they had eliminated most of the hidden weapons.

But the prince of Tubo was still stabbed in his left arm, tearing open an inch-long wound.

Although it's skinny, but fortunately, it didn't hit the point, and it didn't hurt.

Those assassins were extremely alert, missed a hit, did not entangle them, and immediately flew into the darkness.

The news reached the palace at night.

The Tubo mission was assassinated in Datang.

As soon as the news came out, the royal family shook!

The assassination was also brought to the early court meeting.

The officials looked solemn, and they all talked about their speculation about the murderer.

They also made suggestions to keep the impact of this situation to a minimum.

At this moment, the Tubo prince led three Tubo envoys, striding across the square of the main hall and walking towards the main hall.

The silhouettes of a group of people were particularly conspicuous in this wide hall, and the officials turned their heads to wait and see.

A bad premonition faintly rose in Qunchen's heart.

The prince of Tubo tied a conspicuous gauze belt on his left shoulder, with a sullen expression on his face, strode into the hall.

The Tubo delegation bowed their hands slightly, and then the Tubo prince walked out of the crowd with a cold face, his eyes twinkling, looking at King Tang.

"Everyone in the world says that Datang Chang'an is a place where singing and dancing can rise to prosperity, and live and work in peace and contentment."

"But for some reason, I waited for the envoy to come with a pious heart, but it ended like this."

This sharp contrast, coupled with the opening of the Tubo prince, which was almost questioning, immediately made the Tang king feel unhappy.

King Tang's expression sank, and he looked at the Tubo group on the court and said.

"I have heard of the assassination."

"The incident happened suddenly, when Jin Wuwei arrived at the scene, the killer was no longer visible."

"The Tubo noble envoy is on the spot, but is there any clue?"

The prince of Tubo pointed to the blood-oozing gauze on his arm and stood proudly on the spot, said.

"The gauze on my arm is the clue."

"The assassination, the iron proof is here."

"At the feet of the emperor, could it be that Datang was in such a riot?"

"This move, how can the envoys from all over the world visit Tang with peace of mind?"

The assassination is a big deal, and if it involves the establishment of diplomatic relations with neighboring countries, it is even more important.

King Tang stared at the prince of Tubo, squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed sharply, and said with a serious face.

"This incident happened in my Datang area, and Datang cannot be blamed. I will never sit back and watch."

After all, the majestic voice of the king of Tang rang from the Tai Chi Hall.

"Come here! Hand over this matter to Dali Temple for thorough investigation."

The Tubo prince had a rumorous smile on his face, looking at the Tang King sitting high in the hall, and said slowly.

"If this is a pending case with no clue, how can Datang give justice to the Tubo mission?"

"In broad daylight, at the feet of the emperor, there is such a frenzied act. Is this the title of the state of the Tang Dynasty etiquette?"

...

On the bustling streets of Chang'an, Tang Hao led the crowd slowly walking along Zhuque Avenue.

Surrounded by the crowd, a two-foot-high bamboo pole stood upright on the side of the street, which looked particularly abrupt, and a white scroll on the bamboo pole was flying in the wind.

The white paper was floating, just like the white flag when the defeat was defeated, it seemed out of tune with this celebration.

Tang Hao caught a glimpse of a faint line of handwriting on the white paper, flipping in the wind, opening his teeth and claws.

couplet?

These two words flashed through my mind.

Tang Hao suddenly remembered that Li Junxian had said that the prince of Tubo had insulted the scholars of the Tang Dynasty.

Suddenly raising his right hand, the slowly moving army gradually stopped.

Tang Hao frowned slightly, glanced at the bamboo pole, turned to look at Li Junxian, and said.

"This is the couplet?"

Li Junxian looked up and saw the white scroll still standing on the streets of Chang'an, his face was green and white, and he shouted at the Jin Wuwei people on the street.

"Isn't it for you to take down this couplet? Why is it hanging here now?"

"Go! Remove the bamboo pole."

After all, the two gold Wuwei moved quickly and ran towards the bamboo pole.

Tang Hao's hand holding the rein tightened, and he said solemnly.

"Wait!"

"Remove the couplet."

Li Junxian's face was slightly embarrassed, his face flushed, and he arched his hands.

"General Tang, it's a shame for you, it's really..."

Tang Hao waved his hand and said lightly.

"It's okay!"

"I want to see, how can this barbarian He De, dare to make an axe in front of my Yang Yang Datang!"

Not long after, there was a Jin Wuwei with both hands in front of Tang Hao in that pair of Shanglian.