Datang: An eight-year-old master of the bar, he gave everyone a blow at the beginning

Chapter 106 Assassination
Yuchi Huan walked over slowly, patted Chang Sun Qi on the shoulder and said meaningfully: "Brother, you have to work hard, I believe you can survive."

Chang Sun Qi felt dazed, isn't he in good health?
"You brat, come here quickly, I told you to keep a low profile, why don't you listen to daddy?"

The eldest grandson Ye said with hatred, and kicked him directly.

"Father, how can you say that about me? I am obviously a hero of our Tang Dynasty, and you can see that the people all over the body are cheering for me."

Changsun Qi scratched the back of his head.

"Yes, uncle, this is your fault. Brother Qi tried his best to catch the Turkic spies. What's wrong with him?" Yuchihuan watched the excitement and didn't mind the matter, sighing slightly.

The face of eldest grandson Wuji who was standing next to him quickly darkened, and he said helplessly, "Don't sow discord here, you boy. My silly nephew has been cheated by you, and I'm still in the dark."

"My lord grandson, then you have misunderstood me, I also have good intentions!"

Yuchihuan almost couldn't help laughing.

This eldest grandson Wuji is still a discerning person.

"Uncle, Dad, you really let me down."

"At the beginning, I was said to be incompetent, but now I have made great contributions to Datang. You still accuse me like this. Do you think I am so unbearable in your eyes?"

Changsun Qi said angrily, then waved his sleeves, turned around and left.

Leaving the two brothers, eldest grandson Ye, with dull faces.

Yuchi Huan also didn't expect that this young man would be so impulsive.

But anyway, the task of his system has also arrived.

"That's right, the two of you are too lenient, so I will retire first."

Yuchihuan pretended to cup his hands, and then left.

After Li Er returned to the palace, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. How could such a good person suddenly become terminally ill?
"Could it be Yuchihuan, the ghost boy, who is lying to me?"

He said to himself to those around him.

The eunuch next to him, Li Dafu, hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I don't think so. The so-called extreme joy begets sorrow. The son of the eldest grandson's family seems to have some problems with his head."

"Hey, he got terminally ill at such a young age, isn't this the bad luck brought about by Yuchihuan?"

At the same time, Yu Chihuan who was walking on the road suddenly sneezed, and said very narcissistically: "Which sister is thinking about me?"

Changsun Qi came to a restaurant angrily.

The boss here also knows him.

"Hero, you come to my pub to drink, I don't want money."

The boss said quite kindly.

After all, the young man in front of him is the hero of the entire Tang Dynasty.

"How can this work? I can't ask for money from the common people. These are scraps of silver, which are enough for me to buy wine. Take it!"

Chang Sun Qi said very generously.

The boss was a little flattered, and nodded secretly in his heart.

The spirit of a hero is really extraordinary.

"Then I'll take it. Would you like to add a few more side dishes?"

The boss said politely.

"No need, I'm not in a good mood, so I want to come to your restaurant to get drunk."

Chang Sun Qi said a little depressed.

Why didn't he think that he had made so many contributions, and his family would blame him?
With depression, he came to a private room.

Soon a jar of wine was served.

The strong aroma of wine spread throughout the box.

Without saying a word, Changsun Qi opened the wine jar and poured it down.

"Wine is better! Even though I am a great hero, my reputation is just in vain. Even my father dislikes me."

A flash of self-mockery flashed across Changsun Qi's face.

Growing up, he was considered a stubborn kid.

Today, that image could have been changed.

But he can't be accepted by his family.

Just when he was drunk alone.

A middle-aged man came from the next box, with sharp eyes and a sharp blade hanging from one tip.

The whole person was a little angry.

This person was the assassin sent by the Turks.

"As long as this brat is dealt with, Datang will fall into panic again."

The middle-aged man thought to himself.

He walked step by step towards the private room next door.

"Brother, are you here to drink with me?" Changsun Qi struggled to blur his eyes and said inarticulately.

"No, I'm here to kill you."

The middle-aged man said coldly, took out the blade on his waist, and stabbed towards Shangguan Qi at a very fast speed.

Changsun Qi's hairs stood on end immediately, but luckily he reacted quickly and dodged quickly.

Even the wine on his body was more than half sober.

"You... who are you?"

Changsun Qi said in a panic.

"Naturally, he is the one who wants to kill you. I was a little surprised to see you being so majestic just now. Now you give me a try again."

The middle-aged man said with a sneer.

His technique was quite fast, the knife in his hand seemed to be integrated with his body, and he stabbed at Changsun Qi again.

This time Changsun Qi raised the table beside him subconsciously, trying to resist.

But the blade was so fast that it split the table in half on the spot.

The palm of Changsun Qi's hand was also cut, bleeding profusely.

"You...why did you kill me?"

Changsun Qi wanted to call someone.

But he has the burden of being an idol, and he is now the hero of Datang.

It would be too embarrassing to call someone for an assassination.

"I'm a Turkic assassin who came here to kill you." The middle-aged man said impatiently.

He is the top assassin.

The hero in front of him really had two tricks, and the two sword kills were unsuccessful.

Changsun Qi suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart, under repeated oppression.

He shouted in his mouth: "Come on, someone, save me, save me."

The middle-aged man was a little dumbfounded, "I said, do you want to be so cowardly? I haven't even made a move yet."

Changsun Qi said solemnly: "You have cut my hand, why can't I shout for mercy?"

"Hmph, you are so glib. That's how Sir Shangguan was deceived by you."

The middle-aged man jumped up and came directly to Changsun Qi's side, the knife in his hand slipped suddenly.

Changsun Qi hurriedly ran back, his face pale.

He didn't have any martial arts skills. When he saw this thing, he felt that the man was coming so menacingly that he couldn't resist it.

In desperation, seeing that it was getting closer, he could only jump towards the window.

The yelling just now also alarmed the boss and the buddy, and the boss came up with the fucker, "Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous?"

The middle-aged man didn't seem to hear the boss's words, so he jumped down.

Changsun Qi hurriedly ran down the street, and the middle-aged man chased after him.

"Isn't this our great hero? Why is he running away?"

Suddenly a passerby shouted in surprise.

Afterwards, all eyes turned to the middle-aged man and eldest grandson Qi.

(End of this chapter)