Chapter 7 The Red Sleeves of the City(1/4)
Watching Su Dawei follow the Tang army cavalry far away.
The Hu merchants and the people were talking about it all at once.
The city gate officials who knelt at the city gate felt that they were neglected for the first time.
In the past, they were first-class masters in the eyes of these Hu merchants and the people, but no one paid attention to them at this moment.
Fortunately no one pays attention!
No one noticed their embarrassment.
With the help of others, the old officials of the city started fighting in high spirits.
The city gate officials, Wu Hou, also changed from kneeling to standing up, and complained to the old officials: "Old Xi, you have caused us a lot this time!"
"Shh, how did I know that he...he is actually a noble man in the army!"
The old official swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looked around and lowered his voice, "Don't say anything, look at him, he didn't even kill Niu Qilang, how could he make things difficult for people like us?"
"That's right, no one wants to argue with ants."
After hearing the old official say this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and patted their chests and felt secretly grateful.
"Well, I still feel a chill on the back of my neck. Look, my hair is standing up."
"Who said no? He really walked in front of the gates of hell!"
"You must lighten your eyes in the future and stop hitting the noble person..."
"Bah, how many noble people are like General Su Dawei, who are in Chang'an? We can meet once in our life, and it's already the ancestors who burn the incense!"
The city gate officials said everything, and they spoke very quickly.
People like to quit when they are nervous and anxious.
This is a relief and decompression.
"It's all spread out, it's still time to be on duty... just pretend nothing has happened and we all return to our own position."
The old officials shouted at the people, coughed a few times, pulled their sleeves, and straightened their chests.
He walked to the side of the city gate and rushed to the Hu Shang, who was still watching, pointed at the Tang Qichi and pointed at the direction, and pulled his neck and scolded: "What a thief, are you still entering the city? If you don't want to go to the west market, continue to watch it. If you miss the time, you will be responsible for the consequences."
Unexpectedly, his voice not only failed to make the Hu merchants come to queue up to check the certificates, but instead burst into laughter.
The Hu people didn't know whether it was Persian or Daqiu, but pointed at the city gate and pointed in the direction Su Dawei was going.
Without guessing, they knew that they were still talking about what had just happened.
For these Hu merchants, it is really an eye-opener.
On weekdays, they can contact the highest officials, namely municipal officials.
To be honest, these officials in front of the Hu people, their eyes were above the top and their nostrils were raised up to the sky.
Being powerful and blessed in front of the Hu people is like a local emperor.
Who would have thought that in a blink of an eye, they would actually kneel down in front of the city gate and kowtow to the Tang man frantically.
Isn’t this meant that the dark-skinned and tall Tang man just now was an official who was even more powerful in the military competition and the municipal office?
I don’t know what kind of noble person he is.
Most Hu Shang did not know much about the current situation of the Tang military, and the Tang language was not good.
Until now, there are many people who have not fully understood Su Dawei's identity.
For a moment, speculation about Su Dawei's identity became the most interesting topic in their mouths.
"I think you don't want to enter the city anymore! Are you still doing business? Are you still making money?"
The old official shouted loudly, shouting in Tang, Lite, and Turkic.
Only then did those Hu Shangs be reluctant and gradually stopped talking.
He led the camels and turned around one step and three times, but he was still unsatisfied. He slowly stood in front of the city gate again, waiting to enter the city.
Hiss ~
Niu Qilang touched his swollen face as a pig's head.
I couldn't help but take a deep breath.
It hurts so much!
My mother, I even lost two teeth.
The back grooves on the other side were loosened.
He was full of depression, but he saw Wei Sanlang pressing his hand on the horizontal knife, standing straight there, looking at Su Dawei's direction away, motionless.
His mood suddenly improved again.
Hey, all Datang, if you offend General Manager Su, I’m the only one who can still live?
A great disaster will last forever!
He covered his cheeks with his hands, smiled, touched the pain, and then screamed in a terrifying manner.
While laughing and screaming, he touched Wei Sanlang. He looked at it and plucked up his courage and said, "Sanlang, why are you still standing here? Everyone has left, you are like a husband-looking stone."
Wei Sanlang's hand, holding the horizontal knife, tightened slightly.
He looked back at him.
The eyes were cold.
He glanced at Niu Qilang, but he didn't say anything, turned around and strode away.
Niu Qilang turned around and looked at Wu Hou at the city gate, stomped his feet, and turned around to chase Wei Sanlang.
"Sanlang, hey Sanlang, you just praised General Su so much, why didn't he take you away?"
"Another nonsense, believe it or not, I cut off your dog's head!"
Wei Sanlang suddenly turned around, grabbed Niu Qi's clothes that he had caught up with, and said viciously.
"Don't believe it."
Niu Qilang's mouth twitched, and then turned into a pig-killing scream: "Oh, my face... hurts!"
"You still know it hurts!"
Wei Sanlang pushed him away: "If you know it hurts, stay away."
"Hehe, Saburo, don't leave, don't leave, I know, you are actually trying to save me."
Niu Qilang held his cheek and followed him happily.
While chasing, he said shamelessly: "No matter how we say we are all fellow countrymen, we have carried guns together. I don't know you yet. If you didn't do that just now, I'm afraid that General Manager Su would really kill me."
"I should have cut your throat with one knife just now to save you from being so irritable."
Wei Sanlang only felt the veins on his forehead rushing.
I really want to cut people.
If it weren't for Mr. Su's words, the horizontal sword in his hand was only used to kill enemies, not pigs.
Now I want to kill this idiot.
"Sanlang, don't say that, don't be so ruthless..."
Niu Qilang was born with a rough face, with a swallow's beard on his face, like a Hu man.
But the mind is very active.
His eyes turned in his sockets, licking his face and smiling, "You acted like that just now. If I were General Manager Su, I would definitely remember it in my heart. People still remember your name.
If...If Manager Su uses you in the future, remember to pull me. No matter how we say we have carried the gun together..."
"roll!"
Wei Sanlang kicked Niu Qilang into a fight.
"Don't be beaten by me!"
...
Suzaku Long Street.
The spacious street is on the central axis with the imperial city.
At this time, the buildings on both sides of the road were decorated with lights and lined up and down, extending into the distance.
Su Dawei was wearing bright light armor and rode on Long Zi's back.
Iron hooves hit the pavement of bluestone slabs.
It made a clanging sound.
Behind Su Dawei, he followed the generals of the Tang Dynasty in turn.
Li Bian, Xue Rengui, Wang Xiaojie, Li Jinxing, Gao Chongwen, Cheng Wuting, etc.
To be continued...