God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 246 I Came to Your Window Again Tonight

Xu Zhengdao was so nervous that he propped his hands on the roof.

He thought to himself: Damn, this bastard Zhang Wei tricked me. He clearly said that although Yiyue looks fierce, he is actually very gentle. This character who kills at every turn is really... so likable.

Xu Zhengdao hurriedly shouted: "Miss Yiyue, wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm not here to fight, I...I have something to tell you."

Swish.

Cheng Yiyue put away her sword and said concisely: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Xu Zhengdao stood up, cleared his throat, and said, "Miss Yiyue, I wrote a poem for you, and I will read it to you first."

"O sea, it's all water!"

"O horse, it has four legs!"

"Yiyue..."

boom.

"Ouch!"

Before Xu Zhengdao could read the last sentence, Cheng Yiyue kicked him off the roof and hit the ground with a thud.

Cheng Yiyue rolled her eyes and said, "Hurry up and get out, isn't that idiot Cheng Chumo writing this poem to Wei Youran? When did it become yours?"

"Ah... Goodbye Miss Yiyue!"

Xu Zhengdao was not annoyed either, he got up and patted his buttocks, and swaggered out from the courtyard gate.

He realized that he didn't seem to understand Cheng Yiyue at all, and that this girl didn't seem to be weak in lightness kung fu, her sword skills were terrifying, and her kung fu was even better than her own... It was so likable.

When he got outside, Xu Zhengdao looked up, only to find Zhang Wei standing opposite.

Xu Zhengdao said angrily: "You are not authentic, you agreed to accept the bet and admit defeat, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Wei looked at Xu Zhengdao and asked with a smile, "Been beaten?"

“什么揍不揍的, 忆悦出手，那能叫我被揍吗？那是爱的抚摸，你不懂！”说完，许正道挥挥手，转身走进了夜色之中。

Zhang Wei was speechless for a while, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked in.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Cheng Yiyue sitting on a willow tree in the garden.

Without raising her eyes, Cheng Yiyue said, "Are you also writing poems for me?"

With that said, Cheng Yiyue jumped off and was about to start.

Zhang Wei hastily shouted: "No, Miss Yiyue, I'm here to say goodbye."

"bid farewell?"

"That's right," Zhang Wei nodded, biting his lips, "Yiyue, I'll be leaving in a few days."

"Where?"

"Tibet?"

Cheng Yiyue: "Oh!"

After speaking, she went back to the room.

Zhang Wei: "..."

He felt that the distance between himself and Cheng Yiyue had never been so far as it is now.

After a long while, Zhang Wei walked out of the yard and walked to the distance, singing in his mouth: "I came to your window again tonight, your shadow on the curtain is so cute... I have loved you quietly for so many years, and I will leave tomorrow ..."

The singing faded away.

Cheng Yiyue opened the door abruptly, glanced at the moon covered by dark clouds, and suddenly said to herself: "My master said, I can't have feelings, I was born to kill people...no one can write poems for me , except for Du He... But, Du He doesn't seem to have written poems for me, he wrote poems for the princess, but not for me..."

For a moment, it seemed that something stumped Cheng Yiyue.

As a result, the crooked-necked willow tree in the yard suffered a seedling, and fell under her sword within a few strokes.

……

In the quiet courtyard.

A dark shadow walked in slowly.

It was Zhang Wei.

At the door, Du He stood on the steps with a blank expression on his face.

Zhang Wei: "Master, I'm here."

Du He: "Come?"

Zhang Wei: "Master, I have to leave again."

puff.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wei was kicked by Du He.

Du He said angrily: "Get out, you have read too many Gu Long's novels, and you are playing charades with this young master here."

Zhang Wei scratched his head hastily, and said with a chuckle: "Master, I know I was wrong."

"I'll give you some time to make a decision. Not everyone can go to a barren land like Tubo. In Chang'an City, even if the sky is pierced, with this young master, I can protect you well. But in Tubo , but there will be danger of losing your life at any time." Du He said with a serious expression.

Zhang Wei shook his head: "Master, I don't need a stick of incense. I have already made up my mind. I am willing to go to Tibet. There are just a few things I don't understand."

"ask."

Zhang Wei asked: "Master, what are we mainly doing when we arrive in Tubo?"

Du He raised three fingers: "First, stabilize Buhui Tongzan and let that kid do things for me. Most importantly, I want Utz steel, a large amount of Utz steel; second, develop Fangfang, and I will give it to you In one year, let the fangs infiltrate every corner of Tubo, and need to pass information to Chang'an every half a month; third, train me an army, the name of the army, I have already given you the name, Legion of Glory, For this army, I will provide you with continuous support, including personnel, weapons, money and food, etc. I want an iron-blooded army, including follow-up training models, etc., and this young master will send someone to bring it to you."

"Legion of Glory?" Zhang Wei suddenly felt a great responsibility when he heard the name.

"That's right, Legion of Glory, you can make a request now."

Zhang Wei thought about it seriously, and said, "Master, I want a cannon."

"Cannons are impossible, one is too conspicuous, and the other is that the manufacturing technology of cannons is very limited and cannot be used in wars for the time being. However, this young master has prepared a batch of advanced weapons for you, and you will know when the time comes. " Du He waved his hand and said.

The theory of the cannon is not difficult, but limited by the technology, even if the cannons manufactured now have been improved many times, they are still prone to self-explosion. Du He must not let this semi-finished product appear in the war. What you lose is your own people.

Zhang Wei bowed solemnly to Du He, and said: "Without the young master's support, I, Zhang Wei, would have starved to death on the street long ago. My life is yours. No matter what you say, I will do it without hesitation."

Du He patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder and said, "Give up this idea as soon as possible. This young master just gave you a chance. Everything you get now and the honor you will get in the future are all earned by yourself. Remember , from the moment you joined the Legion of Glory, you fought for yourself, what I want is a general who can fight well, not a coward who can only obey, understand?"

As he spoke, Du He raised his right hand, pointing his fingers at his forehead, palm down.

Zhang Wei asked curiously: "Master, what is this?"

Du He smiled slightly and said, "This is the military salute of the Legion of Glory in the future."

"it is good!"

Zhang Wei followed Du He's example and saluted.

After Zhang Wei left, Du He stood in the courtyard and looked at the sky that was about to storm.

Ever since he failed in the imperial court at the Tai Chi Hall, Du He knew that in this era, it is absolutely impossible to make a fortune in a low-key manner, without strong strength, and only by controlling everything can one control one's own destiny .

But this is Chang'an, this is the Great Tang Empire, His Majesty Li Er will never allow him to show his fangs.

The war between Tubo and Datang was inevitable.

And this is exactly an opportunity for Du He.

(End of this chapter)