Yang Chen watched the big red eagle leave.
Someone suddenly shouted outside the courtyard. Yang Chen went out to take a look.
A large group of villagers were holding carrying poles and hoes in their hands. Two of the villagers were carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher was Little Wang.
Little Wang's crotch was still bandaged at the moment. He actually had a chicken in his mouth and survived. He was really cut out to be a eunuch.
It turned out that Little Wang's family had come looking for him. Last night, Old Wang saw that his son's chicken had been taken away and recognized it as Yang Chen's eagle. He was furious.
The Wang Clan could be considered to have no descendants!
This morning, Old Wang had specially called Village Chief Li over to give his family some justice.
Last night, when the big red eagle bit someone else's chicken, Yang Chen knew that something would happen.
Madam Yang wanted to go forward and negotiate, but she was stopped by Yang Chen. She looked at Old Wang, who was not a good person, and said.
"Uncle Wang, that eagle isn't my family's, but I've been a little richer recently, so I'll help you out a little.”
Was he well-off?
You earned 1,000 strings of money from selling fur and became a rich man in Tremella Village. Old Wang said coldly,"That Red Hawk belongs to your family. Yang Chen, you have to pay at least three hundred strings of strings.”
"That's right, Little Chen. That eagle has been at your house for more than half a month and has been hunting for your family every day. You must be responsible. However, Old Wang, isn't paying 300 strings a little too much?”
Village Chief Li stood up and said to Old Wang. He did not expect Old Wang to offer such a high price. 300 strings of coins could buy a courtyard house in Chang 'an.
Your Little Wang is just an idle local ruffian. His life isn't even worth 300 strings, so how can a chicken be worth 300 strings?
"Ten strings!"
Yang Chen saw that Little Wang's penis was gone and he was still staring at Chang Le greedily. He instantly felt no guilt.
F * ck! His brain was full of sperm. He deserved to be a eunuch!
"My son's life is ruined. He has no future and no descendants. His life is over. My Wang family can be considered to have no descendants.”
Old Wang began to cry and shout. He was just short of throwing a tantrum and rolling around, making it seem like Little Wang had a bright future.
"No future? It's not that bad."
Yang Chen looked at Little Wang and raised his eyebrows.
"What do you say, Chen? Think of a way.”
Village Chief Li really wanted to help the disabled Little Wang find a job to make ends meet.
"Little Wang has lost his chicken, so he entered the palace to be a eunuch.”
Village Chief Li:
Old Wang:
Changle:
"You said that Little Wang was bitten by that wild eagle, and now he's as if nothing has happened. Moreover, he has red lips and white teeth, and he has delicate features. He's born to be a eunuch.”
"Do you know that nine out of ten eunuchs in the palace die from castration?”
"Uncle Wang, why don't I give you ten strings of coins and you can send Little Wang into the palace.”
"Perhaps he will rise all the way to the top and serve the current Emperor. His future is boundless."
Chang Le tugged at Yang Chen and glared at him. How could he speak like that?
However, Chang Le didn't like Little Wang either. His eyes were filled with evil thoughts.
Little Wang wailed,
"Father!"
Old Wang angrily picked up his shoulder pole and wanted to lead the charge. Suddenly, he realized that there was a big worm in Yang Chen's house that he could not afford to offend.
final
Under Village Chief Li's persuasion, Yang Chen paid ten strings of strings and the two sides reconciled.
Old Wang and his family returned home.
"Father, mother, I want to enter the palace to be a eunuch.”
Little Wang took the ten strings of money and ignited his fighting spirit.
Old Wang was shocked and moved to tears. His son finally had an ideal ambition. The key was that he did not have to raise this kid anymore.
......
At the same time.
The red eagle flew over the city wall and landed in Li Shiming's residence.
Li Shimin had long since arrived with Zhangsun Wuji, Li Junxian, Fang Xuanling, and Du Ruhui.
The big red eagle recognized Li Shiming and walked over.
Li Shi Min pointed at the scouts in the mansion and said respectfully to the big red eagle,
"Shen Ying, follow this scout. He will bring you to Li Jing's tent. When the time comes, please find the Turkic king's tent.”
Li Shi Min bowed.
This bow was for the sake of the people of the Great Tang.
The ministers originally felt that it was strange, but they did not expect to see the big red eagle nod its head as if it understood what they were saying.
In the next moment, the big red eagle flapped its wings and stood on the shoulder of the scout cavalryman.
The scout cavalryman revealed a pained expression. This bird had grabbed his shoulder and it was really f * cking painful. However, it was really smart. He did not know who had tamed it.
A moment later.
An eagle and a horse set off on their journey towards Li Jing's tent in the north of the desert.
The great red eagle looked into the distance, lonely, deep, and cold.
......
E Yang Ridge.
This was a mountain ridge in the depths of the North Desert. At this moment, it was covered in snow and ice.
There was an army in the snowland. It was the 3,000 elite cavalry of the Tang Dynasty.
This place was at least a thousand miles away from Lingzhou City. It could be said to be a lone army.
In order to pursue Jie Li Khan, Li Jing had led his army deep into the desert, killing nearly five thousand Turkic cavalry here yesterday.
However, Jie Li Khan wasn't among them and could only be considered a small victory.
Finding the Turkic tent was still Li Jing's top priority.
He had already finished half a month's worth of rations, so he could only eat the corpses of the Turkic warhorses from yesterday.
The situation was getting more and more critical.
Li Jing was waiting for Li Shiming's news, ready to take Cheng Yaojin and the others out of the desert at any time.
Suddenly, the cry of a goshawk rang out.
Li Jing, who was in the tent, was alarmed and immediately checked the situation.
A huge goshawk with a red head landed on the snow. There was a bamboo tube tied to the eagle's foot, and there seemed to be a letter inside.
However, no one in the Tang army knew how to ride an eagle, so this was most likely a Turkic eagle.
"F * ck!"
"Such a big bird, I can satisfy my craving today.”
Cheng Yaojin, who was wearing a battle robe, walked over. His eyes lit up, and he was ready to let his subordinates shoot arrows.
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