Linzhi

Sang Lin didn't know what his father and King An were talking about behind closed doors, but he didn't dare to go far, and stood guard at the door.

Outside with him was the young man who had just caught Sang Yun's arrow with his bare hands.

Sang Lin was bored, smiled at the other party, and started chatting: "Your back is very nice, I heard King An call you Qing'an, right?"

Qing'an nodded her head, she would not speak unless she could, showing a taciturn and superior demeanor.

But Sang Lin had a good impression of him, so he didn't take it seriously, and smiled again: "Qing'an, you can call me Sang Lin, there aren't many people with your skills even in the Central Plains, right?"

Qing'an took a look at him: "My skills are not particularly good in the imperial army, but I practiced hard at ordinary times, and I often went hunting in the mountains before, so I was quicker."

Sang Lin was stimulated by his sentence "not particularly good", expressed firm disbelief, and asked to learn from each other.

Qing'an really couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to be pulled off by him with a face full of reluctance.

Nanyi people grew up in the mountains and forests, and hunting and climbing trees was commonplace. Sang Lin was taught by Mrs. Guiyi with her since she was a child, and she even worshiped a famous teacher in Lingnan. Naturally seeing Lie Xinxi, I couldn't help itching.

The two posed in the open space in front of the door, and soon attracted many spectators. Once the two sides exchanged hands, they fought faster and faster. They were a little distracted, and they couldn't even see their moves clearly. The wind was booming, and the people who watched the excitement cheered and applauded. This battle even alarmed Sanza and He Rong who were talking inside.

This fight lasted for half a stick of incense, until the two were exhausted, they separated, panting and sweating profusely.

Everyone around applauded loudly, even looking at Qing'an in a different way.

Sanza also smiled at He Rong: "Nanyi people value heroes the most. His Royal Highness King An's guard is really brave and extraordinary, which is amazing!"

He Rong smiled faintly: "Sangjiazhai has a figure like Mrs. Guiyi, so it is naturally a land of beauty, but I dare not bring anyone with a little less skill here to make a fool of myself, otherwise would I look down on everyone?"

Although the other party's words were polite, it didn't affect the Nanyi people present who were in a good mood after hearing this, and they had a sudden affection for His Highness Wang An.

You must know that before He Rong, the officials sent by the imperial court would put on airs even if they were not arrogant. In the eyes of those officials from aristocratic families, the Nanyi people could not do without their status as Huawai barbarians, and they were almost the same as the Turkic people. Even with Sanza's status, it is difficult to be on an equal footing with them.

But Sanza and the others are not fools, how could they fail to notice the alienation and aloofness of the other party?As a result, there was a estrangement between the people of the two ethnic groups, and the officials refused to guide them carefully, so the contradictions naturally intensified. A person like Mrs. Guiyi who has a far-sighted vision and knows that Nanyi must integrate with the Central Plains and integrate into the blood of Chinese descendants, After all, it is a minority.

Looking at the lively scene in front of him, He Rong suddenly resonated with Mrs. Gui Yi who had passed away for several years.

Lingnan has been the territory of the Celestial Empire since ancient times, and the people of Lingnan are also descendants of Yan and Huang. Because of its remote location and inconvenient transportation in ancient times, this place is not as fertile as the Central Plains and can breed brilliant civilization. Therefore, it is regarded as a barren land.

However, every place and every person has their own temperament.Decades ago, there was a Mrs. Guiyi in Lingnan. From then on, the Nanyi people and the people of the Central Plains had an opportunity to connect and integrate with each other.Now Mrs. Guiyi passed away, but he, He Rong, came here with the imperial army and the emperor's orders. The right time, place and people are in place. If we can't take advantage of this opportunity to completely pacify Lingnan, this trip will be worthwhile. What's the point of beating a few traitors like Li Zhan?

If one Li Zhan is killed, as long as the people in Lingnan do not completely turn to the court, there will be a second and third Li Zhan in the future. Does the court want peace for one year, or ten or even decades?The answer is almost without a doubt.

"It's a banyan tree, which has a lifespan of hundreds of years. It is the sacred tree of our Sang family village." Seeing that He Rong had been looking at the tallest tree in their village, Sang Zha took the initiative to introduce it.

With his hands behind his back, He Rong said leisurely: "Trees can only live for a hundred years in places with beautiful mountains and rivers. With this banyan tree and Mrs. Guiyi's protection, Sangjiazhai will surely usher in better days."

He turned his head to look at Sanza, "But in the end, it depends on what the village master Sang thinks."

Sanza's heart was pounding, he seemed to hear the other party's implication, but he didn't seem to understand anything, until the night after the banquet was over, the guests and the host had a good time, and after He Rong and others were taken to rest, he was still thinking about He Rong. The words that were said during the day.

Looking at the pair of smart and handsome children, Sanza's anxiety eased a little, and he blamed his daughter: "You are too impulsive today, if something happens to King An, our Sangjiazhai will be the first one to be razed by the imperial army!"

Sang Yun was imprisoned for a whole day, just after he was released, he didn't even eat any food, he was weak, and said pitifully: "I know I was wrong, tomorrow I will go to the distinguished guests to apologize and ask for their forgiveness."

She is naughty, but it's not that she doesn't know the seriousness. Mrs. Guiyi understands righteousness, and the granddaughter she teaches will not be bad. Sang Yun is still afraid of her behavior in the daytime until now. She knows that her father That's right, today's loss is due to the fact that the other party doesn't care about their generosity. If they were replaced by other court officials, they might have left in a rage at that time, so why would they stay to chat and eat with them?

Sanza was a little soft-hearted, waved his hand, and let his daughter go to eat mercifully.

After Sang Yun left, Sang Lin asked his father, "Father, what did His Royal Highness King An say to you today?"

Sanza briefly recounted the conversation between the two during the day. After listening to it, Sang Lin couldn't help sighing before his father asked, "This His Royal Highness Wang An is really very human!"

"Just because he dared to come to Sangjiazhai single-handedly, we should respect him a little bit," Sanza shook his head, "If it were me, I can't guarantee that I would dare to do this, but if it were your grandma, she would definitely dare. "

Sang Lin said with a smile: "No wonder I see Mr. An looking a little familiar, so I think he looks like my grandma!"

Sanza understands that when his son said similar, of course he did not mean the similarity in appearance and temperament, but that He Rong and Mrs. Guiyi both had the same broad mind and long-term vision.

"Then do you think we should agree to King An's proposal?"

Sang Lindao: "Grandma taught me since I was a child that there is no king in the world. Lingnan has been the territory of the Celestial Dynasty since ancient times. The Nanyi people are also the people of the Celestial Dynasty. The Central Plains people have advanced farming and textile skills. The Central Plains people can read and write and know the affairs of the world. Trapped in a corner of Lingnan, looking at the sky from a well, if you insist on making yourself independent of the celestial dynasty, in the end you can only stand on your own feet and lose your way."

Sanza sighed: "It seems that you, like your grandmother, also agree to submit to the imperial court."

Sang Lin was puzzled: "Father doesn't agree? No matter how big the Sang family village is, it can't outnumber the people in the Central Plains. Once their army comes, they can take us down casually, and only Li Zhan and others who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth , will be against the court."

Sanza shook his head, not optimistic: "I am not trying to oppose the imperial court, but now that the six divisions of Nanyi are divided, and the hearts of the people are not in harmony. Naturally, no one dares to act rashly when the imperial army is here, but it is impossible for King An to stay here forever. They will always leave, and at that time, this place will return to its original state. What's more, among the six departments, four have participated in the rebellion. How we think, we cannot represent the entire Nanyi."

Sang Lin persuaded: "I don't think King An came here unprepared. Dad might as well tell him these words tomorrow and see what King An says. It's not too late to make a decision."

Sanza: "Looks like that's the way to go."

The father and son talked for a while, and then they left separately.

On the other hand, He Rong took the book in good spirits and sat at the table to read it.

Someone knocked on the door outside, and before He Rong could respond, he knocked on the door and came in.

He Rong raised his head and glanced at him: "It's late at night, it's time to go to bed."

"The bed is too hard, I can't sleep!" The other party replied stiffly, it was the guard who was sparring with Sang Lin during the day.

He Rong was not angry because of the opponent's contradictory. "Who told you to come here? The guard's bed is naturally different from the guest's bed."

They all stayed in a tall bamboo building, which is cold in winter and cool in summer, just right for summer, with wormwood smoked beside it to keep away mosquitoes. The nobleman who came to Tianhuang was spoiled and not used to living in it, so he specially spread two layers of thin quilts on his bed, and then put bamboo mats on it. Naturally, the guard's room was not so particular, just like the locals.

The guard not only contradicted King An, but simply sat down beside the bed, then lay down and rolled over: "Third brother, don't tell me, your bed is much more comfortable than mine, and even the smell of incense is better than mine." I'm light!"

This extraordinary bodyguard is unexpectedly the coach of this trip south, King Xing He Zhan.

The name Qing'an was given by the late emperor after they returned from their mission to the Western Turks.

He Rong's eyes still stayed on the book: "It's useless if you say it ten thousand times, I won't change bed with you."

Before setting off to Sangjiazhai, He Zhan finally persuaded He Rong to disguise himself as a bodyguard and accompany him. His reason was that Li Zhan and the others would never have thought that both the commander and the deputy commander had left the main force at the same time.

The army is currently being led by Tan Jin, and continues to march towards Guangzhou City. He Zhan knows that his third brother intends to let Tan Jin stay in Lingnan and take over the post of economic envoy of the Five Houses. Yi is here, nothing major will happen.

After a series of reasons, He Rong finally nodded.

He Zhan snorted angrily, crumpled his quilt into a ball and piled it on the corner of the bed in retaliation.

"If it weren't for me, you would have been shot to death by an arrow in the daytime!"

He Rong was inattentive, not at all afraid of his narrow escape. "Aren't you here?"

He Zhan was angry: "Can I be here every time? What if your luck is not good next time?"

He Rong put down his book, saw his childish behavior, and had a smile in his eyes: "That can only be blamed on myself, and has nothing to do with others. What do you think of this Sangjiazhai today?"

He Zhan: "Although Sanzha is not against the imperial court, he is somewhat procrastinating. He is not the descendant of Mrs. Guiyi, but Sang Lin, which is interesting."

He Rong: "A dragon has nine sons, each of which is different."

He Zhan couldn't help thinking of their brothers, and sincerely agreed: "That's true."

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In the dark jungle, several pairs of eyes kept staring at the tall building not far away, until the candlelight from the window was extinguished, and after a while, they emerged from the hiding place, from behind the tall building , climbing up flexibly and silently.