The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

"Really? Who else do you know from Dayong? What's their name, and what's their behavior?"

Gu Shiwei raised his chin and looked at the wolf-toothed Xiao Yu. He had dark skin and was very tall. He was wearing a hat made of unknown animal skin. The weather was already warm now. A lot, this barbarian is not afraid of covering up prickly heat.

Compared to Han Shiyan's coldness, Xiao Yu's whole person was filled with excessive enthusiasm, like a mad cow with red eyes.

Thinking about the mission Wei Changming mentioned, Gu Shiwei spoke politely to Xiao Yu without using any aggressive words.

However, perhaps there was an obstacle to communication between the two countries. Xiao Yu obviously did not appreciate this courtesy, and he was stunned for a while.

He was confused by Gu Shiwei's unconventional rhetorical question.

He put down his fur hat and scratched his head, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, I actually don't know many Dayong people. The teacher who taught me Dayong etiquette told me to praise people like this, so I just imitated it and followed it. That’s what I said.”

The corners of Gu Shinwei's mouth twitched, looking at that sincere smile, he secretly thought something bad and became extremely vigilant.

If this person is not truly sincere, then he has eight hundred tricks to act like a pig and eat the tiger.

When he said this, who wouldn't have a face that burned with embarrassment?

Of course, Gu Shiwei was not an ordinary person, which she found very interesting.

"No matter how hard you learn, a sparrow can never become a parrot... Well, you don't have to blame yourself if you don't understand. Do all of you in the Northern Dynasties learn Dayong Mandarin? I see that the three people around Ambassador Liu never speak. "

Xiao Yu didn't know if he didn't understand the sarcasm in Gu Shiwei's tone, or if he understood it and didn't care.

He thought for a while and replied seriously, "Of course not, only a few nobles know it. The three of them can understand it, but they can't speak it. My surname is Xiao, and Xiao was the surname of my descendants in the Northern Dynasties. Mr. Gu should have heard about it, right?"

Gu Shinwei raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Yu with a deep look.

Xiao Yu smiled heartily, his eyes were exceptionally clear, as if they had been washed by water, and the naked desire inside was not concealed at all.

Gu Shiwei felt as if he was locked by a wild beast.

"Xiao was in Bianjing for a few days and heard about Master Gu's reputation as the most ferocious sword. I heard about the unfortunate experience of Master Gu's father, Gu Yudai. In our Northern Dynasties, a person as powerful as your father would never be That’s what will happen.”

"And Mr. Gu's act of ruthlessly eradicating the Gu family to avenge his father also made Xiao admire him."

Gu Shinwei also laughed out loud. She looked at Xiao Yu with a sharp look in her eyes, "Nobleman Xiao's ears are very sharp. The small gust of wind blowing from the trees on the roadside of Bianjing City will make you I know it clearly."

"The Northern Dynasty Temple is too small to accommodate my giant Buddha."

"You and Liu Fu don't have to deliberately say that you want to recruit me, so as to create a estrangement like this. I don't like sparrows. I think I am smart when I chatter. I'd better stay in Yong Dynasty and watch those stupid parrots imitate me every day. "

Gu Shiwei said, raising his eyebrows and squinting at Xiao Yu, "By the way, it's not a sparrow imitating a parrot, but a parrot imitating it. Has Noble Xiao learned it this time?"

Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes and laughed heartily.

"I learned it! Thank you Master Gu for your teaching! Master Gu taught me Dayong Mandarin. In this way, can I call Master Gu "Gu Fuzi"?"

Xiao Yu's voice was loud, and his laughter was hard to ignore.

Han Shiyan, who was sitting in the carriage at the back, looked forward and pricked up his ears unconsciously.

"Sir, did you put vinegar in the jar of the golden sore medicine instead? My teeth are sore from smelling it!" "Chang Guan! If you say one more thing, I will send you back to Bianjing immediately!"

Chang Guan, who was driving the carriage, sighed, "Young master, you will definitely scare me! If Chang Guan goes back, who will keep an eye on that wolf-toothed fool for you? You can't see it while you are sitting in the carriage, and I can see Gu's relatives pointing at him. Roll your eyes!"

"But my face is like a city wall, sir, your face is like a piece of paper..."

Han Shiyan didn't respond. Did Gu Shiwei roll his eyes at the barbarian? He was sitting in the carriage and couldn't see clearly.

Han Shiyan looked at the two people walking side by side and talking, and resisted the urge to step forward.

He still had fresh memories of Gu's "burning bridges"... He didn't get any benefits and was "used" and "thrown away" countless times before Gu Nuxia slowly began to trust him. The people from the Northern Dynasty came here just to please him, and they were simply seeking death for nothing.

However, Han Shiyan thought and his eyes fell on Xiao Yu.

On this mission, Zhang Chunting sent two powerful generals, Wei Changming and Gu Shiwei, to go out. This must have a deeper meaning. There must be something more important than peace talks.

So, the task will be on Xiao Yu?

He was lost in thought when he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing towards him. He saw Gu Shinwei, who had been chatting animatedly with Xiao Yu at the front, suddenly approached and got into the carriage.

When he saw the face, he quietly moved to the side and changed his posture to try to make people ignore his red ears.

"Are you tired of talking? Would you like another cup of tea?"

As soon as Han Shiyan said these words, he just wanted to give himself a big mouth!

As expected, Gu Shiwei clicked his tongue, "When did Han Yushi practice clairvoyance? You can see me talking to others even if the carriage curtain is open! If we go to the royal capital, let's go to the emperor's study and stand there. , please take a look at what is written in the file."

Han Shiyan saw that Gu Shiwei didn't look strange at all, and didn't know whether he should be disappointed or relieved.

"Xiao Yu is the third son of the Queen Mother's brother. The wolf fang hanging on his chest is the symbol of a warrior."

"Although he looks old-fashioned, he looks like he is in his thirties. In fact, he is only sixteen years old and has not yet served in the army. He came to Bianjing this time, probably like Xu Yi, who wanted to make a name for himself. It will pave the way for a military career in the future."

"Sooner or later, there will be a war between the Northern Dynasty and Dayong. This Xiao Yu may become a serious problem in the future."

Gu Shiwei took the tea cup from Han Shiyan and was so surprised that she forgot to enter it. Her eyes were so wide that she couldn't believe her ears.

"No, who are you calling sixteen? That barbarian with wolf fangs?"

Han Shiyan almost laughed out loud when he heard this. He nodded calmly, "Yes, people from the Northern Dynasties are more mature."

Gu Shiwei was astonished when she heard this. She shook her head and took another sip of the red date tea, "How does this make you look mature? It's obvious that you were eighteen when you were born, and thirty-eight after one year... A serious problem in your heart." What?"

Gu Shinwei's eyes moved and he made a gesture like sharpening a knife.

Han Shiyan's lips curled up, "Don't be impatient. Now is not a good time to take action. We'll see after the peace talks..."

Chang Guan, who was sitting at the front of the carriage, listened to the conversation and felt a layer of sweat forming on his back.

Good guy! Who dares to say that their young master is a weakling who doesn't know martial arts? Zhuge Kongming would like to praise him here: while talking and laughing, the bows and oars flew away and were annihilated, and while talking, the heads of lovers fell to the ground.