Chapter 106 It represents the glory and inheritance of our Li family

There was a glimmer of cunning in his eyes, and he seemed to remember those ridiculous things that happened in the past, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"This knife is more important to me than my life!" His Majesty Li Er said firmly, and then changed the subject, "Today, I give it to you, Xu Luo. I hope you can use it to teach those enemies a lesson on the battlefield!"

With tears in his eyes, he seemed to see Xu Luo holding the Ding Tang sword, looking majestic.

"This is not just a sword, it represents the glory and heritage of our Li family." His Majesty Li II said affectionately, "I had planned to give it to Cheng Qian after he accomplished his great cause, so that he would remember the past and be a good emperor and a good prince. But I didn't expect that I would give it to you today."

Everyone was shocked, but as time went by, they seemed to begin to understand the deeper meaning behind this decision. Princess Changle looked at Xu Luo secretly with spring water in her eyes. Her charming eyes seemed to hint at something.

"Giving you this sword means you are already a member of the Li family." His Majesty Li II continued, "As long as you make achievements on the battlefield, the princess' marriage will be a natural thing."

Old Du and Old Wei smiled at each other, their minds were as clear as a mirror, but now was not the time to make it clear. They knew very well that this was not just a gift of a knife, but also a move for the country. Xu Luo, the young man valued by His Majesty Li II, had a heavier responsibility on his shoulders from then on.

His Majesty Li II looked at Xu Luo, his eyes full of expectation and trust. And Xu Luo, with his upright figure, seemed ready to meet the challenges of the future.

"Old Li, I accept this armor, but this sword is your family heirloom, how can I take it away? You'd better take it back quickly!" Xu Luo shook his head like a peddler's drum, muttering to himself. The two things that Old Li sent today are both priceless, and there is a story behind them. Although Xu Luo didn't know the details, he knew in his heart that this was of great significance to Old Li.

Especially this knife, whenever His Majesty Li II gently stroked the blade, the emotion in his eyes was so sincere that it was hard to ignore. Xu Luo looked at it and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Sir, you are wrong!" His Majesty Li Er suddenly turned around, his eyes were firm and his tone was resolute, "You must accept this knife!"

Hearing this, Xu Luo was stunned. In his memory, Old Li was always smiling, and it was rare to see him with such a serious expression. Xu Luo could not help but straighten his posture and was speechless for a moment.

"Xu Luo, although there is a big age gap between you and me, in my heart, I have already regarded you as my own brother." His Majesty Li Er said affectionately, "This sword is a treasure passed down from generation to generation in my family, but it has witnessed the glory of my Li family ancestors on the battlefield and killed countless enemies! Therefore, it is so precious. Now, I give it to you, hoping that you can cherish it as you cherish our friendship."

At this time, a woman walked by quietly, her eyes were as bright as autumn water, her lips were slightly parted, and the beads on her earlobes were swaying gently, inadvertently emitting an alluring breath. Her chest was slightly raised, her neck was slender, and her skin was like jade, as if silently telling Xu Luo that the value of this knife was far beyond everything.

His Majesty Li Er's eyes widened, he could hardly believe his ears. He patted Guo Xiu's shoulder cheerfully, as if he was going to entrust all his belongings to him: "Haha, Guo Xiu, you joining the army is really a blessing for our Tang Dynasty. Look, this Ding Tang sword has been with me for many years. I'm giving it to you today, so that you can be majestic on the battlefield and terrify the enemy."

Guo Xiu took the knife, his eyes deep, as if he could see the flags flying on the battlefield. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was full of anticipation for the upcoming battle. At this time, Cheng Yaojin suddenly interrupted in a sarcastic tone: "Hey, Brother Guo Xiu, if you have this precious knife, remember to bring a few back for your brothers when you return to the court in the future, so that we can also benefit from it and kill pigs and sheep." After hearing this, everyone couldn't help laughing, and the originally serious atmosphere instantly relaxed a lot.

Guo Xiu looked at the gleaming Ding Tang sword in front of him, and then looked at the expectant eyes of His Majesty Li Er, and he could not help but feel a sense of pride in his heart. He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, Guo Xiu swears here that as long as I am still alive, the Ding Tang sword will not disappoint your high hopes. I will use it to protect every inch of the land of the Tang Dynasty and let the people live a peaceful life."

Cheng Yaojin next to him spoke again, stroking his beard and jokingly saying, "Haha, Brother Guoxiu, you sounded really majestic, but to me it sounded a bit like a wedding vow."

Everyone burst into laughter again, and Guo Xiu couldn't help laughing, and the atmosphere suddenly became more cheerful.

At this time, someone joked, "Guo Xiu, His Majesty Li II gave you this precious sword, which has raised your status. When you return to the court in the future, you must treat us to a big meal."

Guo Xiu smiled and nodded, and answered with a firm look: "Of course, as long as I come back, I will let you brothers drink to your heart's content!"

Cheng Yaojin patted his chest cheerfully, and announced like a magic trick that he had another great gift to give. Gong Xiu's heart sank slightly. This old man was really generous, which made him feel very stressed. Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly, a man who looked like a servant came galloping on a sturdy black horse. The scene was very funny, like a farce.

"Hehe, I guarantee you will be satisfied with this gift!" Cheng Yaojin smiled proudly and turned his gaze to the horse.

The black horse was shiny black, with a broad forehead, sharp corners, and a hindquarter as solid as a piece of iron. There was a cunning look in its eyes. Everyone couldn't help but admire it.

Du Ruhui's eyes lit up. He looked around the horse like he was appreciating a treasure, with a smile on his face. "Hey, isn't this the pony you picked up on the battlefield, Old Cheng? You never rode it, but now you're giving it away?"

Cheng Yaojin puffed out his chest and looked proud: "Mr. Han, although I am not well-educated, this gift is absolutely genuine! This horse is a testimony to my conquests, and I will give it to you today!"

Someone nearby interrupted and joked, "Old Cheng, you are giving away your beloved horse. Are you going to cry secretly at night?"

Cheng Yaojin laughed and patted the horse's neck. The horse seemed to feel his master's emotions and raised its head, its mane fluttering in the wind. It looked very proud.

"Haha, how could I, Cheng Yaojin, be such a stingy person!" Cheng Yaojin said as he swept his eyes across the crowd and finally landed on Du Ruhui, with a bit of teasing in his eyes, "However, Mr. Du, if you can let me see your adorable little daughter, this horse will be considered as a betrothal gift!" As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter, and Du Ruhui couldn't help laughing and scolding.

(End of this chapter)