Reborn Bastard Supreme

"The relationship that is just used will not last long."

Seeing what he said, Xin Yuanan knew that he was going to listen to him, so he simply raised his hand to signal to the wooden house not far away, where the patriarch of Nanjiang was standing quietly, without any hesitation, he walked over first, the girl and the man saw After the patriarch left, he followed immediately, but Xin Yuanan and Gu Zhisu walked into the house together at the end.

There was only one bed and table in the room, the Nanjiang patriarch sat down, the girl was put down by the man, walked quickly to the patriarch's side, staring at Xin Gu as they entered the door, Xin Yuan'an entered the door holding Gu Zhisu's hand , the corners of his lips swept across them with a slight smile, before he asked unhurriedly.

"I don't know whether the saint is more important or the patriarch is more important among the Nanjiang tribe?"

The patriarch of Nanjiang frowned slightly when he heard the words, the girl blinked her eyes, but the man couldn't help it, and answered first: "The patriarch controls the most powerful golden thread Gu, and the saint is the 'mother' of all Gu, the two are important. Sex is almost equal, why are you asking this?"

Hearing his answer, Xin Yuan'an sat down at the table, gently twirling the teacup in his hand, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "If a saint from Southern Xinjiang is born, send her to Mingdu immediately, and the royal family will seal her as Princess, every saint is raised by the emperor, what does the patriarch think?"

Hearing this, the girl's face immediately turned pale, and she looked at him in disbelief, while the man was full of dissatisfaction, and was just about to say something, but the Nanjiang patriarch suddenly raised his hand, preventing the two of them from thinking. After speaking, he fixedly looked at the person in front of him, and asked in a low voice with a sarcasm: "Conferred as a princess? Will you marry a Han emperor?"

"Of course not." Hearing what he said, Xin Yuan'an's eyes flickered slightly, he glanced at the girl beside him, and said softly with a smile on his lips, "I know that the saints of Southern Xinjiang will not marry other people, but only their own people." Middleman, so after the saint girl becomes an adult, let the patriarch selected from the Nanjiang tribe come to marry her."

After hearing this, the girl's already ugly face suddenly became even uglier. She stared blankly at the silent Nanjiang patriarch sitting beside her, shook her head in disbelief and said in a low voice, "What...you can only marry the patriarch of the clan. people..."

Xin Yuan'an saw the girl's expression, but the smile on his lips became more gentle. He looked directly at the patriarch of Nanjiang and continued: "As long as the patriarch and the saint are married, the imperial court will recognize the title of the patriarch King of Nanjiang, and rule over the Han people in Nanjiang and Nanjiang. People, but the city lord and the commander of the garrison here must be personally sent by the people in the court, otherwise the court will not be at ease, and the patriarch should know this—" The patriarch of Nanjiang sat opposite him, his eyes followed his words, One side of the dark room became more and more gloomy.

"If the people of Nanjiang were crowned kings of Nanjiang, the people of Nanjiang could live in the city and help the Han people fight bandits together. The people of Nanjiang and the Han people would share the land of Nanjiang, instead of living in the dense forest and never seeing the sun."

A big cake is enough to touch people's hearts.

After Xin Yuanan said this, seeing the change in the expression of the Nanjiang patriarch, Shi Shiran stopped talking, touched the cold tea in front of him, raised his hand to fill a cup with internal heat, and handed it to his side In front of Gu Zhisu's eyes, Gu Zhisu raised his hand to take the warm tea, and just lowered his head to take a sip, when he noticed a gaze cast over him, as if with a bit of unwillingness.

He subconsciously raised his eyes to look over, only to see that the girl who was staring at him just now was lowering her head and biting her lips tightly, her fingers tightly twisting her clothes. Regarding the matter of marriage, she endured and did not say it out of her mouth, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes, and she lowered her eyelids with a smile on her lips.

The man named Ada also listened to Xin Yuan'an's words, compared to the silence of the Nanjiang patriarch and the girl's absent-mindedness, he just wanted to say that he couldn't believe it, when he saw the patriarch in front of him stand up suddenly.

The patriarch of Nanjiang stopped in front of the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky outside. After a long silence, his eyes flicked across them: "Are you serious about what you said?"

Xin Yuan'an raised the corners of his lips silently, did not turn his head to look at him, and did not answer his question, but said with great interest: "I have been here all this time, although I am not from southern Xinjiang, I have also seen People in southern Xinjiang have a difficult problem to solve - because it is difficult to contact outsiders after living in a small house for several years, and marriage within the clan can keep the blood pure, but there are more and more children with problems."

As soon as Ada heard him mention the child, his face turned dark and he looked at Xin Yuan'an coldly: "You are lying! There is nothing wrong with our descendants!"

Xin Yuanan looked back at him indifferently, until Ada was almost angry, and then said quietly: "I don't want to argue with you on this point, on the day I came here, the child born in the Nanjiang tribe, you Do you feel that there is no slight difference between that child and ordinary people?"

Hearing him mention the child, Ada trembled all over, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't speak after holding back for a long time.

The girl also heard this, a trace of confusion unconsciously appeared in her eyes, and there was also a bit of fear mixed in deeper.

Gu Zhisu didn't know what kind of charades the two of them were playing, but he turned his head and looked at the Nanjiang patriarch who was standing not far from the window with his back to them——a month or so ago, he pretended to be in Xin Yuan'an. Bewitched, came to the depths of the forest on the second day, a woman in the clan gave birth to a baby, but it was not like ordinary people with three arms, and the people in the clan were panicked for a while, just because such a child appeared, it was not the first time , people in the clan almost knew it well, and it couldn't be the last time.

Thinking of Xin Yuanan who was standing behind the girl with a blank face pretending to be bewitched, bitterness appeared on the face of the Nanjiang patriarch: "It's only been dozens of days, and you discovered this."

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Xin Yuanan went on to say: "The Nanjiang clan has been expelled by the court and bandits for a hundred years. Although you have powerful Gu skills, you can't see any changes on the surface. However, because of the problem of your children, your number keep decreasing.”

Following his words, standing behind the Nanjiang patriarch, the girl and the man opened their eyes unconsciously, as if they couldn't believe it. However, when the Nanjiang patriarch heard this, his figure was as motionless as a sculpture, and he never denied it. Obviously admitted that what he said was true.

After Xin Yuanan said this, he looked over with dark eyes, and said slowly, "I read the county records before I came here, and it records that you were not here yet, and when you mixed with the Han people, the number of people was huge." There are as many as ten thousand people, but now it has been reduced to less than a thousand... I don't know if this continues, will it become more than a hundred one day, or even disappear completely?"

"Probably since the demise of Dajin, there was great chaos in southern Xinjiang. The leaders of the southern Xinjiang clan killed the Miao people and wanted to monopolize the painting land in southern Xinjiang as king. The Gu insects of the Xinjiang people were exhausted, killing almost half of the people in southern Xinjiang, and the people in southern Xinjiang fled into the dense forest in fear, and their descendants were not allowed to communicate with the Han people."

After a long silence, the Nanjiang patriarch moved his Adam's apple, closed his eyes with some difficulty, and did not look at the faces of the girl and the man, and said in a low voice: "Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people in the ethnic group, the children born There are problems. People in southern Xinjiang must get out of the dense forest in order to prosper the ethnic group again. We also sent envoys to talk to the general here. Who knew that Wang Lang was cunning, and when he was kidnapped by us, he promised us to go out of the dense forest. However, after he got out, he immediately turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, and deliberately framed us." After saying this, he didn't wait for Xin Yuanan to frowned, and before he spoke again, he continued quietly: "Therefore, I decided to control the bandits and kill them." Abandon Wang Lang, take advantage of the change of emperor in Mingdu, and simply establish yourself as the king—it's a pity that you appeared in the southern border before this plan was realized."

Xin Yuan'an frowned silently, and Gu Zhisu beside him showed a little more interest on his face, his eyes leisurely sized him up, while the patriarch of Nanjiang continued to say: "You are the son of Emperor Daqi, Logically speaking, it is more powerful than Wang Lang, and I let Aya kidnap you and control you, just hoping to use you as a puppet to control the subordinate cities of southern Xinjiang."

"It's a pity that you found out later that even if I disappeared, Wang Lang didn't take it seriously. You wrongly estimated my value and chose the puppet wrongly." Xin Yuanan couldn't hide it when he heard the word "puppet". After staring at him for a while, Shi Shiran smiled and said softly, "Even if you really control me and let me be a puppet, Wang Lang won't listen to you, and you don't have soldiers in your hands, just You can't beat him with bandits."

The patriarch of Nanjiang moved his gaze over and fixed on his half-dark face: "You can say what you just said, and you can promise me so much, it proves that you have an idea and can replace Wang Lang."

"Wang Lang is my father's confidant. As long as he is here, I will not be able to make decisions here, unless he dies or I ascend the throne--I am afraid that it will not be a matter of time if I want to ascend the throne. The current plan is to kill Wang Lang to relieve your plight."

Xin Yuanan narrowed his eyes, and unconsciously clenched his fingers. Seeing this, Gu Zhisu, who was sitting beside him, sighed very lightly, and put his hand on the back of his hand: "You have been arresting me for a month, Wang Lang No matter if I fall into your hands, maybe I want me to die in your hands, so that he can have a chance to kill you justifiably, and Wang Lang has been mobilizing troops to suppress the bandits recently, presumably those are your hands. It's a headache."

The patriarch of Nanjiang looked at his face and didn't say anything for a long time. It wasn't until the girl and the man at the side looked at him with doubts and expectations that he let out a long breath, and finally looked at him with a determined look and asked. Said: "We have long been unable to trust Wang Lang, now we don't know if we can trust you?"

Xin Yuanan looked at him for a long time before finally shaking his head slowly. Just when the patriarch of Nanjiang's expression changed slightly, thinking that he had changed his mind, he looked at him and said in a low voice: "I don't know if I can be trusted, I don’t know whether what I promised will be 100% true, but let’s see if the patriarch dares to believe it.”