Chapter Five Hundred and Fifty Three: Three Thousand Mysterious Armies Are Hostile to a 500,000-stro
Eunuch Wu also smiled and nodded, saying, "The eighth prince, do you want me to accompany you?"
"Oh, no need, no need, I said, just take good care of the Town Palace and take good care of Tianshan Fire Lotus. Remember to feed Erbai meat tonight, otherwise Erbai would not eat meat, and he would run to the imperial kitchen to steal meat. When it bites people, he would also ask me to wipe his butt!"
"Well, that's OK. Please rest assured by the Eighth Prince. I must do what the Eighth Prince told me!"
"Okay, that's the best, but right!"
After saying that, Li Chengfeng turned around and left the Zhenwang Mansion.
He did not tell anyone where he was going now, nor did he tell Eunuch Wu.
Even if the ministers passing by were greeting themselves and asked where they were going, Li Chengfeng didn't tell them and walked forward on his own.
Li Chengfeng came to the stable, pulled out his red-maned horse, rode on the horse, and ran away in a flash!
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In the evening, the sun hangs on the other end of the West Mountain, turning into a fiery red ball, emitting the last light and after a day.
Sprinkle to the earth, warm people, and make selfless contributions.
"What a beautiful sun, what a selfless spirit!" Li Chengfeng, who was riding on the horse, was about to praise the sun, but then he thought about it and started to curse, "Oh no, it's this bad guy who turned this year's Tang Dynasty into a drought year? No, this is a bad guy!"
Li Chengfeng rode on the horse and admired the scenery along the way. Soon, under the setting sun, he came from the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty to Chang'an Street.
Chang'an Street is still as prosperous as ever.
Since Li Chengfeng asked Li Shimin to launch agricultural reform, Li Shimin opened the national treasury and released a lot of food and distributed it to the people for food.
So although the people today do not have enough food and clothing, they cannot starve to death, and there will be no misunderstandings like Taixiang Village that can cause people to be cannibalized!
When he thought of Taixiang Village, Li Chengfeng thought of the poor child of Heiwa.
His mother died of famine and starved to death halfway to go out to find food. She was finally eaten by a wild dog. However, the villagers mistakenly thought that Heiwa had eaten his mother?
If Li Chengfeng had not stood up to preside over justice, Heiwa would be so sad.
But in fact, this is what the world is like, and this is what the world should be like.
Perhaps there are people who are even more pitiful than Heiwa in other places?
But Li Chengfeng could not take into account the world. The only thing he could do was to turn the Tang Dynasty into a prosperous and powerful person.
Let such a sad story not repeat the same mistakes in the world.
Because of enjoying the warmth, Li Chengfeng feels that everyone in this world should be warmed up.
There should be no misunderstanding, no doubt, and even more so, there should be war.
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"Tread, tread!"
After Li Chengfeng stopped the Red Manicured Horse, he turned around and walked into the attic of the West Chamber.
In the evening, there were people coming and going in the West Chamber. It was so lively that Li Chengfeng saw a beautiful woman in red, smiling and serving food to the customers.
"Ahem, boss, serve the food, and give me two taels of wine!"
Li Chengfeng cleared his throat and shouted.
Fan Meng saw Li Chengfeng's small figure from afar. Seeing Li Chengfeng shouting like this, Fan Meng couldn't help but give Li Chengfeng a blank look and said, "Here's here, oh, this little guest, why are you free to come to the West Pavilion for dinner today?"
"Isn't this yet? Is it just to come and find someone to play?" Li Chengfeng said with a smile.
Fan Meng spoke again and said with a smile: "Are you just here to find someone to play? Don't you miss someone?"
"Okay, you really got it right. Let's serve the food, Boss Fan Meng, I'm hungry!" Li Chengfeng smiled.
"Okay, little objective, please wait. The little girl will prepare a sumptuous meal for you."
Li Chengfeng followed Fan Meng and came to the backyard of the Zhenwang Mansion.
Their singing and harmony just now is a bit like a double act.
In the backyard of the West Entrance Loft, Fan Meng had a light smile on her face and said, "Eighth Prince, why are you here to come to me today? Could it be that I really miss me, right?"
"Ahem, I actually came to the West Chamber to get money!"
"Hmm? How much do you need to take?" Fan Meng asked.
"Probably, one hundred thousand gold!" Li Chengfeng replied.
Fan Meng was shocked and said, "100,000 gold? Eighth Prince, what do you want so much gold to do?"
Li Chengfeng said: "I need this money to buy three thousand good horses for my three thousand Xuanjia Army. The war is about to go to war. With horses to carry on, my soldiers can only accumulate strength and exert their greatest strength!"
"What? Want to fight?"
"Ding, the worries from Fan Meng, naughty value is 199!"
Fan Meng frowned and looked at Li Chengfeng in confusion, saying, "Eighth Prince, logic is, the emperor should take care of these things in wars? Just be an eighth prince in the palace quietly. Why do you still have to go to war?"
Li Chengfeng sighed and said, "Don't mention it, I'm quarreling with my father again! He said that Tubo and Turks joined forces with 500,000 troops to attack our Tang Dynasty Youzhou City because I cheated their money. I vomited. That old man really makes excuses. Can this blame me? So, I have to go to Youzhou City and repel all the 500,000 troops of Tubo and Turks!"
"What? Three thousand Xuanjia Army, 500,000 troops against the enemy? Eighth Prince, don't joke with the little girl!"
The expression on Fan Meng's face was not only surprised, but also surprised.
She believed that no matter how smart Li Chengfeng was or how powerful he was, he was just a six-year-old child.
How could it be possible to lead the 3,000 Xuanjia Army to fight against 500,000 enemy troops?
"Oh, the Eighth Prince, I'll go with you!"
Fan Meng was a little worried about Li Chengfeng, so she blurted out.
Li Chengfeng shook his head and said, "No need, it's very dangerous on the battlefield, let alone you are still a woman. If you were asked to go to war, wouldn't we, the Tang Dynasty, have no men?"
"Haha, I didn't expect that the Eighth Prince actually had such a righteous heart! But..."
"Okay, okay, no, but! I'm very hungry now. Boss Fan Meng, please make an egg and cook noodles!"
"Oh, that's good!"
Fan Meng sighed heavily, then turned around and stepped into the kitchen.
In fact, Fan Meng has regarded Li Chengfeng as the most important person in her life.
Since the death of Fan Meng's brother Lin Hai, Fan Meng's only hope for living in this world is to wait for Li Chengfeng to grow up.
Because Li Chengfeng once saved Fan Meng's life, Fan Meng always remembers this kindness in his heart.
Chapter completed!