As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd reacted violently.
"Chief is right. The Tang Dynasty doesn't deserve to own such a divine object."
"Our people are still suffering from the cold. We should take the divine object away."
The scar-faced man glanced at the crowd and nodded with satisfaction. This was the effect he wanted.
He waved his hand to signal them to stop, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes. He said, "Lao Wu, take everyone to scout the place and find out the truth. We'll take action tomorrow night."
"Yes, chief."
Lao Wu put his right hand on his chest and smiled viciously.
Then, the scar-faced man blew out the candle, and the room fell into darkness again.
At the same time, not far away in the Tubo Embassy in the Tang Dynasty.
In a large room, a man in his early thirties was sitting in the main seat. His face was as yellow as wax, and he didn't look very good. He was Jin Yikun, the envoy of Tubo in the Tang Dynasty.
Two young men were standing in the middle of the hall. They were thin and short, and their average height was less than 1.6 meters. They were Tubo spies who collected information in the Tang Dynasty.
Jin Yikun glanced at them, changed his sitting position, and said slowly, "Wu Min, what important information do you have for me? Tell me. "
The man called Wu Min glanced at his companion, and then looked at Jin Yikun and said slowly, "Your Excellency, we heard that the Tang Dynasty has just invented a divine object."
"Oh?"
Jin Yikun was a little surprised and asked directly, "What divine object?"
"It's a kind of clothing. It's said that after wearing it, you can resist the cold and even become an immortal."
"What?"
Jin Yikun directly slapped the table and stood up. He stared at Wu Min and said word by word, "Have you found out? You didn't miss anything? Where is the divine object now? "
Hearing this, Wu Min lowered his head and glanced at his companion from the corner of his eyes, as if he was asking something.
His companion immediately gave him a reassuring look. Only then did the shaman raise his head in a hurry and say, "Yes, sir. We've asked around. The divine object is in the hands of the dean of White Deer College in the Tang Dynasty, and it has been on sale since yesterday."
With his hands behind his back, Jin Yi Kun's face darkened. He began to pace on the high platform, muttering as he walked, "The Tang Dynasty robbed so many of our livestock before. Why should our people suffer from hunger and cold while they enjoy themselves here? How preposterous. "
With that, he glanced at the two of them and said in a deep voice, "Continue to keep an eye on White Deer College. If there's any news, let me know immediately."
The two of them looked at each other, nodded, and walked out the door.
Not far from the Tubo Embassy, the Tuyuhun Embassy was also getting restless.
In a dark room, there was a square table in the middle. An oil lamp on the table illuminated the faces of the three people sitting around it.
The leader was an older middle-aged man. His head was wrapped in a square scarf and he had a mustache. He was Wu Kaixiao, the Tuyuhun Ambassador to the Tang Dynasty.
On his left was a skinny young man in green.
The other one was in red. He also looked like he hadn't eaten for a few days.
"Sir, we've confirmed that the cotton clothes invented by the Tang Dynasty can resist the cold. It's a divine object for us Tuyuhun."
"What?"
Wu Kaixiao slapped the table and stared at the person who spoke. "Is this true?"
The young man in green nodded. The young man in green nodded and said seriously, "Yes, sir. The clothes have already been on sale. In less than half a day, they were all sold out by the rich merchants in Chang 'an. I heard that a few of them are still out there, but they haven't been found yet."
Wu Kaixiao stood up slowly and walked to the window. He looked at the scenery outside as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, he turned around and said, "Continue to ask around. It's best if you can get a set of clothes."
Hearing this, the two of them looked at each other and said in unison, "Yes."
Then they stood up and walked out the door.
Only Wu Kaixiao was left in the room, thinking about something.
On the main street of Chang 'an, a few sneaky figures were floating around.
They were masked and dressed in black. They quickly disappeared into the night.
Just as they walked past, a group of soldiers in new combat uniforms heard them and quietly walked behind them with Mitsubishi bayonets in their hands.
The sudden slash of the axe made them shudder violently.
Without waiting for them to speak, the soldiers carried them to a house not far away.
Inside the house, there were two rows of soldiers standing in neat rows. There were a few dead bodies in black on the ground. Sitting next to the dead bodies was a person. It was Yuchi Gong.
He was playing with a Mitsubishi bayonet in his hand.
At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.
Hearing this, Yuchi Gong looked at the door and saw a few soldiers in new combat uniforms escorting a few men in black. It was the same people from before.
"Sir Yuchi, we've captured a few more men in black."
Yuchi Gong stopped playing and stabbed the Mitsubishi bayonet into the table. He said in a deep voice, "Come forward."
The soldiers dragged the man in black in front of Yuchi Gong and pulled down the mask on his face.
Yuchi Gong looked at them and narrowed his eyes. He said sternly, "Who are you? Who sent you? "
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