Datang: Let's Start with Fortune-telling

　　Han Xiu smiled awkwardly, and quickly nodded in agreement.

　　"Cheng Chumo, Qin Huaiyu, you stinky brats, what are you doing here, do you also want to join us to celebrate if you can't, and don't let me go back to the military camp?"

　　At this moment, the old cow's eyes widened.

　　They said to Cheng Chumo who was beside Han Xiu.

　　Hearing that, Cheng Chumo, Qin Huaiyu, Li Huairen and Yuchi brothers.

　　All of them shrank their necks and hurriedly bowed to give salute.

　　Then, obediently followed behind the old cow and left.

　　"Old Li, fortunately we have you today, let's walk around, let's not go to any restaurant, it's getting late, why don't we just go

　　How is my house?"

　　"It's all up to the master!"

　　"That's it, let's go, hahaha, I tell you, in the military camp these few days, the food is about to fade out. Today is just to improve the food."

　　The group chatted and laughed.

　　He went straight to the outside of the martial arts arena and walked out.

　　But Han Xiu had no idea, when he kept talking to Lao Li and Lao Du.

　　There were also many officials in the court around, and they all saw it.

　　They all stood there dumbfounded, dumbfounded.

　　In my heart

　　Even more guessing.

　　Who is this person who dared to speak to His Majesty like this, what made them even more puzzled was that even eldest Sun Wuji, Du Ruhui, Cheng Yaojin, and Wei Zheng, several high-ranking officials in the court, accompanied him.

　　After a while, they shivered.

　　He seemed to want to keep Han Xiu's face firmly in his mind.

　　So that in the future, inadvertently, offend this mysterious person

Chapter 230: I am drunk at the moment [please order]

Chang'an City.

　　Han House.

　　His Majesty Li Er, Du Ruhui, Changsun Wuji and others.

　　Sitting around the table.

　　At this moment, there were more than a dozen dishes on the table, and all of them were prepared by Han Xiu himself.

　　Full of color and fragrance.

　　Although it cannot be compared with the chefs of the restaurants in later generations.

　　But even so.

　　Han Xiu made these dishes, even if it was His Majesty Li Er, who was used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

　　Also thought it was delicious.

　　Who let Datang do this?

　　Son, I haven't cooked yet.

　　And Han Xi'er and Princess Changle have been busy all the time.

　　"Mr. Han, you passed the competition with the first place today. It can be said that you have caused a sensation in the entire Chang'an. It is gratifying to congratulate you!"

　　"Come on, today I, Chen, toast you a glass of wine!"

　　At this time, Cheng Yaojin picked up the wine glass and said with a big smile.

　　When the words fell, Han Xiu did not delay.

　　He picked up his glass and took a toast.

　　"Mr. Han passed the competition with the first place, and we are certainly happy for him!"

　　"It's just that from now on, the gentleman will be a member of the army. I'm afraid that the day when we are apart will be far away!"

　　At this time, Changsun Wuji said with some red eyes.

　　As soon as he finished speaking.

　　The rest of the people did not speak at all, and the atmosphere seemed a little dignified.

　　Let alone identity.

　　They have been getting along with Han Xiu since this time.

　　It seems to be a little easier than before.

　　In front of Han Xiu, they were not the emperors of a country, nor the Duke of Qi, nor were they ministers of war.

　　Just like an ordinary ordinary person.

　　At this moment, they don't have to worry about it, let alone worry about national affairs.

　　Now, Han Xiu has given up his status as a fortune teller.

　　Choose to go to the army and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

　　This is naturally a good thing for the Tang Dynasty and the people.

　　From now on, there will be one more general who can conquer and fight well, and let the people of the world enjoy peace and tranquility for a few days.

　　But for them, it is quite a good friend.

　　From now on, they will forget who they are now.

　　do

　　Back to their emperor and the state of Qi, "Hahaha, old sun, you can say it too far, what is a distant future? Now there is no war in the Tang Dynasty, and even if there is a war, we can still be afraid of the barbarians."

　　"I'm not boasting with you, as long as I go to the battlefield, I will definitely kill that old Jieli thief with my own hands!"

　　"When I return home, why not invite you to come to the house for a drink?"

　　Han Xiu said with a big smile.

　　On the day of their successful return, Zhangsun Wuji and a few others smiled lightly.

　　It's just that there is a bit of bitterness in their smiles.

　　because of their hearts

　　It's very clear to me that if Han Xiu takes it seriously,

　　On the day you return.

　　I'm afraid they will never be able to go back to where they are now.

　　At that time, Lao Li was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

　　And the old grandson is an existence under one person and above ten thousand people.

　　Du Ruhui continued to be his military minister, Cai Guogong.

　　Together with Fang Xuanling, he is called Fang Mou Du Duan.

　　And Wei Zheng, in charge of his censor station, served as

　　Shangshu Province.

　　Lao Cheng is still the same... carefree old Cheng.

　　He just changed his body and became the world-famous demon king Cheng Yaojin, and Lu Guogong, a living treasure of the Tang Dynasty.

　　And he, Han Xiu, was by no means the same... he was sitting at a roadside stall.

　　A fortune teller who helps people count their faces.

　　They have different identities and different positions.

　　Perhaps it had been expected from the moment they first met.

　　Sooner or later this day will come.

　　But when that day comes.

　　everyone's heart

　　In, all become: more and more tangled and depressed.

　　There was even a moment when His Majesty Li Er would rather not be the emperor himself.

　　The Xuanwu Gate didn't even happen.

　　So he left Chang'an City and became an ordinary commoner who was taking a break from his busy schedule.

　　If they can still make friends with Mr. Han, the two will have their free time.

　　Sitting under the tree and talking freely, discussing world affairs without any scruples.

　　After drinking a few glasses of wine, chatting and laughing, isn't it fun, but ideals return to ideals.

　　Back in reality, he is still the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the king of a country.

　　In this life and this life, he can't live that kind of... idle clouds and wild cranes.

　　The atmosphere before the dinner table gradually became a little dignified.

　　See you Han Xiu.

　　He also forcibly suppressed the grief in his heart.

　　He picked up the wine glass and said with a big laugh, "Lao Li, Lao Du and you, Lao Sun, Lao Qiao, you are not being kind!"

　　"Today is obviously a celebration for me, how can it be like parting from life and death? This is not a casual meal!"