The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1268

"It definitely will, just trust me." Xu Tian assured Cheng Wubin without hesitation.

For the rest of the time, the two of them kept chatting.

Cheng Wubin's words were often somewhat crude, but Xu Tian was quite willing to listen to many of his ideas, and gradually became very satisfied with him.

“It’s already late, Lord Marquis, you should go and rest too.” After glancing at Xu Tian, ​​Cheng Wubin felt that he should also go and rest.

He felt like he had been thinking for a very long time, and his head was throbbing with pain.

Xu Tian laughed loudly and put his hands behind his back. "I think it's not that I want to rest, but that you really want to rest."

Cheng Wubin didn't feel embarrassed at all that Xu Tian had seen through him.

They'll be working together from now on, and they'll definitely be seeing each other frequently.

Cheng Wubin had no idea what Xu Tian would ask him to do next. To be honest, he felt a little anticipation.

"I have a question for you. I wonder how much silver you extorted from him back then." Recalling what happened that day, Xu Tian was now particularly expectant.

Cheng Wubin naturally understood who Xu Tian was referring to. He calmly revealed the amount of silver he had received, his expression gradually becoming smug.

After listening, Xu Tian was even more satisfied and quickly praised Cheng Wubin several times.

"Is it really okay for you to target him like this? Just like you said, you're just a marquis. What if he wants to target you? You might really be in trouble..." Fearing that Xu Tian might get angry, Cheng Wubin didn't finish his sentence.

Xu Tian knew that Cheng Wubin was worried about him, so he wasn't angry. "I wasn't actually targeting him. It's just that what he did didn't align with our common interests."

At first, Xu Tian actually wanted to maintain a slightly harmonious relationship with King Yinglan.

But Xu Tian eventually realized that there was no way for the two of them to do that.

"Now that you've agreed, I should tell you your first task: to infiltrate the Cuju (ancient Chinese football) match." With time running out, Xu Tian began speaking to Cheng Wubin.

Cheng Wubin was somewhat disappointed that the mission had come so quickly.

He actually wanted to rest for a few days and then do some things he needed to do.

Cheng Wubin gave Xu Tian a serious look and noticed that Xu Tian's expression was somewhat complicated. He instantly understood the seriousness of the matter.

"Do you need me to tamper with anything in the Cuju match?" Cheng Wubin asked, somewhat puzzled.

He had actually heard about the football tournament organized by the King of England yesterday. But it had nothing to do with him, so he just listened and didn't care much.

"Once you've infiltrated, all you need to do is provide support for me." Xu Tian wasn't planning on that; he was preparing for other things.

He knew that King Yinglan was capable of anything now.

Taking this into account, he felt that this was the best solution.

"Don't worry, I will definitely complete the first task perfectly." With a smile, Cheng Wubin quickly became eager to try.

They were bandits and rarely had any contact with Cuju (ancient Chinese football) matches.

Then we can see just how grand the football tournament hosted by the King of England was.

"I believe in your abilities, and I hope you won't let me down." Xu Tian patted Cheng Wubin again, not intending to continue the casual conversation.

It goes without saying that he could tell that the servant just now was a man of the Imperial Censor.

He had to go to the Imperial Censor.