Huafa Luoyang

Zhuang Ning'er was taken aback, not only by the king of Nanjiang's plan, but also by Ayi's being so straightforward.

Zhuang Jiuyao was very calm, just smiled at her, indicating that nothing happened, then turned to Ayi: "Princess is so frank, Xiao Jin doesn't know what to say."

"Your Highness should have already guessed it, and I have nothing to hide." Ayi also smiled, "Besides, I admire Your Highness very much. People in southern Xinjiang are used to being straightforward and will not lie to people they like."

Xun Luo looked down at the fire in front of him, and said nothing.He didn't know how Zhuang Jiuyao would answer, but he also knew that it would be difficult to let go this time.

"At that time in the court, I felt that the princess seemed to care more about my seventh brother." Zhuang Jiuyao said.

Ayi smiled brightly: "It was then, and later was later."

Zhuang Jiuyao was about to speak again, when Ayi's maid ran over and shouted something, Ayi stood up, the two of them said a few words, Ayi then turned around: "Your Highness, hurry up and rest Well, we'll be there in half a day after we get on the road."

After she said her farewell and left, Xun Luocai said: "The maid told her that a person was stopped ahead, it seems that the family came to report."

Zhuang Ning'er heard the words and sighed: "Brother Xun can understand barbarians!"

Xun Luo nodded and glanced at Zhuang Jiuyao.

Because of this, he could hear all the conversations between Ayi and her maid on weekdays, most of which were aimed at Zhuang Jiuyao's daughter's thoughts.

He looked at the whitening sky in the distance, and said to Zhuang Ning'er: "Go back and have a rest, you will be on your way again later."

"Just stay in the carriage nearby for a while." Zhuang Jiuyao said.

It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, once you say it, you are really sleepy, Zhuang Ning'er agreed to get up, lifted the curtain and got in.

Looking at Ayi's carriage not far away, Xun Luo asked, "What did you want to say to the maid before she came here?"

"Say I like men." Zhuang Jiuyao grabbed a blade of grass from the ground and threw it into the fire.

"What if she doesn't care?" Xun Luo stared at his hand.

Zhuang Jiuyao shrugged indifferently, and smiled: "Then it's a hostage, and it's not a big deal. I can't cut the red candle with you and get married with someone else, right?"

His chest was a little swollen, and hearing the voices around him gradually subsiding, Xun Luo followed suit with a smile: "Jiuyao."

"En." Zhuang Jiuyao responded.

"When the mess is gone, I'd better go back to the rivers and lakes."

"I'm also thinking about it. It's a pity that our Luohai faction hasn't flourished yet."

"What if His Majesty won't let you go?"

"It's his business that he doesn't let go, and he's getting old."

"I have to go to Luohua Town first."

"Well, Ning'er seems to like it very much, let's go and see Uncle Liu and Mi'er first."

"I also want to erect a monument for the Taoist priest Shouyin. I promised the Taoist priest Shouyan."

"Yes, we will go wherever you say, and do whatever you say."

"Its daybreak."

"Ah."

After daybreak, Ayi came over and said that someone from the King of Southern Border had come.

After the king of Nanjiang received the news that his daughter was on her way back, he sent someone to guard the border every day. When the man saw the princess, he turned around and hurried back to the king city, saying that he was going to report the news first.

After Ayi got the news, she seemed much lighter.

So the group stopped delaying and started on the road again.

After what happened last night, the guards were a little nervous. After all, for them, if something happened to the King of Shu, it would mean that everyone would die.

Driving on the road vigilantly, but nothing happened, the sun was getting higher and higher, Zhuang Ning'er couldn't help being a little puzzled, and asked: "Was it just a show of power yesterday? Or was it testing something?"

"It should be a test." Zhuang Jiuyao thought, "Let's see if the person from the capital is a softie, or just let me see that Nanjiang is no longer just the king of Nanjiang who has the final say .”

Zhuang Ning'er sighed: "What a terrible situation, everywhere is unstable."

Zhuang Jiuyao smiled: "The country is too vast. It has been suppressed by the Holy One for 20 years. There are always some gaps that have not been filled. Now the tarpaulin can't hold back the strong wind."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xun Luo, but Xun Luo remained silent, knowing that he was talking about Tianmen.

In the past 20 years, many things were indeed covered up by Tianmen for Xiao Yuan.

The emperor who was born in the rivers and lakes seems to have created a peaceful and prosperous world, but hidden crises are everywhere.The dynasty after the beginning of the troubled times, how could it be completely separated from Kusano within a few generations.

Not to mention that Xiao Yuan is the lord of a country, even if he is the patriarch of a larger family, he must always pay attention and pay attention everywhere.

What is Tianmen?

The gatekeeper, who respects the order of the emperor, guards ghosts and monsters.

In the afternoon, I finally arrived outside the royal city in southern Xinjiang.

Ordinarily, the king of Nanjiang got the news in advance and should have arranged for people to wait at the gate of the city. When the group arrived at the gate of the city, there was no one to pick them up.

Ayi got out of the carriage a long time ago, got on a fine horse, and was standing at the gate of the city.

The soldiers guarding the gate saw this large group of people approaching, saw her extraordinary clothes clearly, and then looked at the guards and foreigners behind her, and saluted first, but did not take the initiative to give way.

The maid beside her raised her eyebrows when she saw this, and went over to talk to the soldier, but for some reason, the two sides quarreled violently after a while.

Ayi stood on the horse, staring down at the soldier, but never spoke.

A few words didn't agree, the soldier pulled out his scimitar with a slap, and raised his hand to greet the maid.Ayi's expression froze, he raised his hand, and a dagger came out and plunged straight into the soldier's chest.

The person fell down immediately.

Both sides were shocked.

All the gatekeepers drew their weapons, and the guards behind Zhuang Jiuyao also swarmed up, and the people behind the gate rushed over, blocking the gate instantly.

This scene was unexpected, Zhuang Jiuyao asked Xun Luo softly: "What's the matter? The princess can't enter her own royal city?"

Xun Luo frowned: "The soldier said that he hadn't received the notice that the princess was going back to the city, so he wouldn't let him in, and wanted to check his identity, but he didn't agree."

"That's not right!" Zhuang Ning'er said in surprise, "Didn't someone report it earlier?"

The guards on both sides were at war, and when the three of them were looking at each other, the crowd at the other end of the city gate suddenly separated a little distance, leaving a passage in the middle.

A bearded man on a tall horse came slowly, followed by a group of guards, all of them looked tall and burly.

As soon as Ayi saw the man, he frowned and asked, "Uncle Hanu, where is my father?"

Xun Luo softly explained Ayi's words to Zhuang Jiuyao and Zhuang Ning'er.

Hanu looked at Ayi, then at Zhuang Jiuyao, slowly showing panic, turned over and got off the horse, and said in fluent Central Plains dialect: "Niece Ayi, you're leaving this trip. After two months, I don’t know, the king’s illness became more and more serious, so he called me to the king’s city and entrusted me with the affairs of the city for the time being.”

The people who followed Ayi to Chang'an were all shocked. When they left with Ayi, the king of Nanjiang was clearly still in power, but now a ruling king came out of nowhere. They were all at a loss, so they just looked at Ayi.

Ayi grabbed the rein tightly with both hands, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Hanu took a few steps forward, and bowed to Zhuang Jiuyao: "This must be the envoy from the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, right? The servants have never notified, Hanu is far away, please invite Shu His Royal Highness atones!"

Zhuang Jiuyao smiled: "Leader Hanu is serious."

Ayi gritted his teeth, and glanced at Hanu: "Uncle, can we enter the city now?"

"Ah!" Hanu exaggeratedly surprised, "Why can't Her Royal Highness enter her own royal city? What's more, there is also His Royal Highness King Shu from the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the soldier who was seriously injured by Ayi casually, then looked around at the other gatekeepers, and said coldly to the people next to him: "How dare you disrespect the princess, thank you."

In this royal city, it must be because of the call of the king of Nanjiang to get close to Dazhou. Everyone is very familiar with Chinese, and the people behind him immediately responded: "Yes!"

As soon as the words came out, the small group of gatekeepers were dragged away.

There was a shrill cry, but no one dared to say anything. Immediately afterwards, someone came up, dispersed the crowd of onlookers, and stood on both sides of the city gate.

Those who were still outside the city gate could only act as if they had never seen it, and managed to maintain a composure, following Zhuang Jiuyao with their own thoughts.

Hanu smiled and turned to look at the crowd: "Ayi's nephew, Your Highness the King of Shu, please!"

Xun Luo tilted his head slightly, and saw that Ayi's eyes were full of tears, but his face was still stubborn. Hearing these words, he immediately rode into the city.

The people in the back stepped aside quickly, and Hanu got on his horse and made a gesture of please.

Zhuang Jiuyao nodded, lightly clamped the horse's belly, walked beside him, and slowly raised his hand, and the people behind followed him into the city gate.

"It's amazing, I've never received such a welcome before." Zhuang Ning'er and Xun Luo walked last, sighing almost inaudibly.

Xun Luo looked at Zhuang Jiuyao's back, and said softly: "Ning'er, go ahead and follow the princess, play by ear, if she is impulsive, stop her first."

Zhuang Ning'er responded, and while the surroundings were still chaotic, he beat the horse and went.Xun Luo let go of the rein and followed Zhuang Jiuyao.

The ruts from Chang'an were busy, leaving a puff of smoke and dust at the gate of the southern border king city.

A group of people quickly entered the palace, and Ayi had long since disappeared. He must have gone to see the king of Nanjiang, so he only ordered his subordinates to take good care of Zhuang Jiuyao.

On the face of it, Nahanu did a good job, and followed Zhuang Jiuyao properly all the time, entered the palace and pointed out several palaces, and after personally arranging the residence, he asked his servants to lead Zhuang Jiuyao's guards there.

After a while, the palace servants came to invite them, saying that there was something urgent. Before he left, he apologized: "Now the palace is in chaos, and the king is seriously ill, so I really can't see the guests. The welcome banquet will be held at night, and someone will come to invite me when the time comes. Shu His Royal Highness, please rest easy, if there is any negligence, I hope to make amends."

Zhuang Jiuyao smiled: "Leader Hanu is serious."

After waiting for others to go, Zhuang Jiuyao took advantage of the situation and dispatched the remaining guards, leaving only him and Xun Luo in the residence.

The two looked at each other for a while, but Zhuang Jiuyao was not annoyed, just smiled and sighed softly: "What is this called? I have failed as an envoy. If King Qi came and received this kind of treatment, maybe the noble concubine In a fit of anger, the Holy One will destroy Southern Border."

Xun Luo smiled and touched his face: "What do you think of the King of Southern Border?"

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Jiuyao pondered, "It's almost as if it's under control. In this way, I'm afraid it's hard to say this trip, but it's not just as simple as refusing to marry."

"Are you looking at Hanu because you want to use your troops?" Xun Luo asked softly.

Zhuang Jiuyao chuckled: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, I probably won't. It's just that I really got what I wanted, and now I'm really a hostage."

Xun Luo sighed: "It's not easy to restrain us, but at this moment we can't walk, so we have to freeze."

"Don't worry, he is more anxious than me." Zhuang Jiuyao smiled, "As long as you are in a hurry, you can catch it. The eight tribes in the southern border, except for the royal city, are not without people who are close to Da Zhou."

He rubbed his thumb, his eyes darkened: "In the final analysis, this is their internal turmoil. Besides, I had expected it before I left, so it was not so unexpected. Besides, Princess Ayi looks young and smart, so she won't let her go. I heard that the former king of Southern Border wanted to let her succeed him in a hundred years."

He said that he had expected it, but Xun Luo was a little surprised, and suddenly remembered that he had ordered Wei Qingcheng to deliver the letter that day, thought for a while, and asked, "King Yan?"

Zhuang Jiuyao smiled slyly: "The south is stable. It is not a surprise that King Yan secretly inspected the border and reached a little north. Before the envoys from southern Xinjiang came to Beijing, the Holy Majesty thought he knew something. Since he really sent envoys to see Such a spectacle must have been well-planned. Although he was worried that he would make it difficult for the people to live in peace, it is not because he was worried that he would not do it."

"His thoughts..." Xun Luo said.

Zhuang Jiuyao looked at him and said with a smile: "He has been able to hold this position for more than [-] years, probably not because of his quack spirit, but for some reason, facing the imperial concubine is like drinking ecstasy soup. "

Xun Luo raised the corners of his mouth and asked again: "But King Yan's whereabouts don't seem to be that easy to hide."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhuang Jiuyao propped his brow with his index finger, "It's not easy to hide King Yan's whereabouts, and Hanu's whereabouts are the same, so it doesn't matter if I sacrifice myself to be King Yan's bait."

"What about you? Do you think the same as the Holy One? If you really have to, do you also want to destroy Southern Border?" Xun Luo asked.

Zhuang Jiuyao paused, and asked instead of answering: "Ah Xun, let me ask you, who is Tianluo from the King of Southern Border?"

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Alas, Zhuang Jiuyao knows everything, it's not fair!