Although many of his generals had changed into casual clothes, they were still eye-catching in Chang 'an.
After walking through the streets and alleys and taking a few turns, Ying Zheng and the others finally stopped in front of a two-story pavilion after enjoying the prosperity of Chang 'an once again.
This two-story pavilion had carved beams and painted buildings, and the corners of the walls were upturned. People came and went at the door, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going. There was a lingering sound coming from inside, and the aftertaste was endless. Chang 'an Music Workshop!
"This is it. Let's go in.”
After saying that, Ying Zheng took the lead and walked in, followed closely by the others.
Chang 'an Music Square, which looked rather spacious, was crowded with people everywhere.
Most of them were from Chang 'an, but because the Great Tang was very open and people from all over the world came to pay their respects, Ying Zheng even saw a few Hu people dressed in Western Region clothes near the center, who were also here to listen to the music.
"This woman is one of the members of the Yaotian Organization, Yang Yuhuan?”
Ying Zheng looked forward and saw a woman playing a lute behind the screen. Although he could not see her face, the outline of her shadow on the score showed that she should be a peerless beauty.
Moreover, this woman's playing skills were already in a trance. Everyone listened to her like they were intoxicated. They were all very quiet and no one made a noise.
Ying Zheng and the others found an empty seat and sat down, not disturbing anyone.
After a long while, the pipa song ended, but the lingering sound lingered in the air. Everyone was still immersed in the atmosphere just now, their faces full of reluctance as they enjoyed the last pleasant sound.
"This piece of silver is for you. Don't hide behind the screen. Come out and let me take a look!”
Suddenly, a discordant voice was heard. Ying Zheng, like everyone else, looked over.
The one near the center. The Hu of the Western Regions spoke in a voice that sounded like scrap metal, holding a silver coin in his hand. The beard at the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and his face was filled with a vulgar and teasing expression.
This person should be a noble among the Hu people of the Western Regions. He should have some power in Chang 'an because he had a few fat and strong guards behind him.
Everyone came to Chang 'an Music Workshop for fun. No one would seek trouble and stand up for a girl from the music workshop.
Obviously, the woman behind the screen also wanted to avoid trouble. She slowly got up and prepared to leave, wanting to settle the matter.
Through the screen, everyone saw that the woman was about to leave.
"Stop right there!"
"Isn't it just a busker? Didn't you hear me asking you to come out?”
The Hu of the Western Regions was clearly enraged. Ignoring the strange gazes of the crowd, he roared.
"Chang 'an Music Workshop mainly focuses on performances.”
The woman behind the screen saw that it was useless to tolerate it, so she said leisurely.
Through the screen, everyone saw the graceful figure and listened to the pleasant voice. Even if this woman was really in the wrong, they would forgive her.
"This bunch of pigs from the Central Plains, they really refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!”
But the Hu of the Western Regions did not think so. His voice was like scrap metal, and his words were directly aimed at the entire Great Tang.
The reason he dared to do this was because the Tang Empire was open and had special policies for the Western Regions. It had set up the Western Protectorate to ensure the communication and trade between the Western Regions and Chang 'an.
If they were in Xuan Yong, the Hu of the Western Regions would never dare to be so arrogant!
"You women from the Central Plains are all goods. Come, name a price and see if I can afford it today!”
The Hu of the Western Regions teased, and the guards behind him danced with joy and followed suit. For a moment, they were arrogant and condescending.
This Hu man did not feel the disgust of the others in Chang 'an Music Square, nor did he feel Ying Zheng's murderous gaze.
"Kai, throw this Hu dog out!"
"Understood!"
With a low shout, Kai, who was already filled with rage, walked toward the Hu man as he exercised his muscles. His face was so dark that water could drip from it.
"Bang! Bang!"
Kai's massive body charged past the guards behind the Hu man, slamming into them one after another.
This group of guards was fat and strong, but they were all knocked back by the armor.
The guard who reacted had a ferocious expression on his face and was about to charge forward with his fists raised.
Their master, the Hu from the Western Regions who had been clamoring wildly just now, had been grabbed from behind by Kai Yi.
Then, as if he was carrying a little chick, he let the Hu of the Western Regions struggle no matter how hard they tried, but they were unable to escape from Kai's hands.
The surrounding guards were stunned. There was actually such a ruthless person in Chang 'an. Before his fist could reach them, Hua Mulan and Baiqi held him back.
Kai Ji walked to the entrance of Chang 'an Music Square and threw out the struggling and screaming Hu from the Western Regions.
As for the other guards, they were also smashed onto the street.
"Good, good job!"
"Well done, these Hu, why don't you look at where you are!”
(Chapter 9, Kneel for All Data!)）
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