The Melancholy of the National Teacher

When he said these words, Helian Yu finally withdrew his eyes that seemed to be glued to those sun worship priestesses.

He exchanged a glance with Le Dao.

A few days ago, those who besieged Helian Yu were Xue Manpo from the Alliance of Subjugation, the demon Long Li, and barbarian soldiers who were driven by witchcraft.

Neither the soul nor the body of those barbarian soldiers existed in the world, but they still left some other things, such as used iron spears, steel knives, longbows and crossbow arrows.Now is not the time when the war has not yet ended. Not long after Le Dao proclaimed himself emperor, he established the Ordnance Factory, which was under the jurisdiction of Shao Sima. Excellent blacksmiths worked in the Ordnance Factory to exempt a family from hard labor.This is an enviable job. Basically all blacksmiths have left their names in the armory, and the court uses this to control them.

Of course, there are swords and swords circulating in the market among the people, but they are all small pens. A blacksmith sells no more than ten in a season. If you want to obtain enough armor and swords to arm tens of thousands of people through scattered craftsmen, in The Great An Dynasty is just wishful thinking.

Then...the smuggling that Helian Yu saw was really interesting.

"Those armies are all of the same style." Le Dao said, "My great witch, which armory do you think they will come from?"

"I don't even know how many ordnance stations you have set up now." He Lianyu answered him with a blank expression.

Le Dao embarrassed, Helian Yu raised his eyes and glanced at this person.

He spoke softly, as if saying that the weather was really nice, and said, "It's impossible that you haven't done anything these few days, right?"

His Majesty the Emperor really wanted to say that he didn't care about anything other than thinking about how to go out and play with his big witch.But before these words blurted out, he felt Helian Yu's scrutinizing eyes through the tulle.

He is testing me, thought the emperor, he is testing how much my attitude has changed.

"Well, a few subordinates of Le Province ran a few times for me. They came from the Zuochuan Pass Guards to investigate why it was so late," Le Dao said, "Before I left the imperial capital, the military order to mobilize the guards was It's already gone, even I arrived at the battlefield just in time through the information left by Feiyanwei along the way, and the group of defenders arrived at the last moment, tsk tsk tsk, killing a group of people a few years ago, it seems that it is not enough. "

Le Dao was smiling when he said the last sentence, but even Feng Ling could feel the evil spirit overflowing from him.

He Lianyu silently flipped through the bamboo boxes left by those who had arranged the wool felt stoves in advance—this person should be Le Sheng—and there were indeed a pair of cups inside. He poured water and pushed them down in front of Le Dao.

His Majesty the Emperor silently stared at the rippling water in the small white porcelain cup, took it in one gulp like a drink, and at the same time swallowed the evil spirit all over his body.

He put down the glass, and the two looked at each other.

"Actually," he changed the subject, "I still have something to tell you."

"Let's talk." Helian Yu poured water for himself.

"You were in a coma that day, I picked you up, and a letter fell out of your sleeve pocket." Le Dao said.

When Helian Yu heard this, he was a little suspicious of how his letter fell out.

"I opened it by chance, because the person who sent the letter invited you to Yunping, and I wanted to see what killer move he had arranged, so I brought you to Yunping together."

He Lianyu raised his eyebrows and said: "Otherwise, could it be that you came here because you wanted to take me back to my hometown? Under the circumstances at that time, it would be better to go to Zuochuan Pass."

After finishing speaking, the big witch turned her head to the side, as if she didn't hear the emperor's murmur below.

"...If you want to go to Yunping, I will definitely go with you."

The wind picked up, and the cold breeze from north to south was exactly the wind from Yinguori Mountain in Helianyu's memory.Many years ago, he often lay on the grass like this, looked up at the sky, and then closed his eyes. At that time, Na Ren often lay side by side with him, and the girl would hum softly.

He really lay down on the wool felt, squinted his eyes and pricked up his ears, one or two of the sun worshipers gathered in the distance sang the harvest song, and when it reached Helian Yu’s ears, it was already Broken to the point where only faint tones remain.

It was a familiar tune, how did you sing it?

Le Dao's deep voice hummed: "Who says you have no sheep? Three hundred dimensional flocks. Who says you have no cattle? Ninety times..."

His Majesty the Emperor could only sing a few lines, and Helian Yu answered for him in his heart.

... The sheep came to think, and its horns snapped.Er Niu came to think, his ears were wet.

Helian Yu quickly fell asleep.

Da Wu has not yet discovered that using the Sun Gold Medal will cause more damage to his body than he imagined.

Le Dao hummed softly, his eyes fixed for a moment, staring at Helian Yu's black eyes and his chin that had become thinner in recent years.

After a while, he covered Helian Yu with a thin blanket, and then covered his eyes with a bamboo hat, so that the sun would not disturb his lover's rest.

"Who says you have no sheep? Three hundred dimensional flocks. Who says you have no cattle? Ninety times..."

In the golden tent in the center of Yunping City, the incense rises from the auspicious beast incense burner, Hu Nu plays the pipa, the music sounds like ice floe, jade beads collide, her only audience beats him with their hands, obviously very interested high.

Suddenly, Hu Nu stopped her movements, and the music stopped abruptly.

It was another person who came into the tent. He was barefoot, with a string of copper bells hanging around his waist. His curly brown hair was braided into thick braids. His complexion was like a dark copper coin, and his square face had a pair of starry eyes. There is spirit, sharp as a blade, making everyone who looks at him subconsciously look away.

The owner of the big witch tent in Yunping City also came to visit the city lord today.

"A Rishan," said the lord of Yunping City, who was lying on a low couch, "what's the matter today? It's so rare for Zhulan to sing me this song."

Ah Rishan frowned and stared: "City Master, Ah Rishan thinks, now is not the time to listen to songs."

In another room of the golden tent, these days have been filled with engraved sheepskin and cowhide. The servants had to open another room to store these sheepskins and cowhide. All the documents reported to the imperial capital of Da'an need to be handled by the city lord one by one before being sent to the Jiedu envoy.

"Let's deal with those Ah Rishans," said the lord of Yunping City, "I really don't have much energy."

The appearance of the lord of Yunping City does not seem to be lying.

He was a fairly young man, handsome perhaps once, but not now.Under the dry grass-like hair, only the cheekbones towering like two peaks can be seen, and the pale skin wraps him, making him look more like a skeleton treated by a black witch than a living person.There were three stoves in the room, and the man was covered with quilts and furs, still trembling as if he was standing naked in the ice and snow.

"City Lord, the sun is very good today, you can go out for a walk." A Rishan said.

"Oh, that's really a gift from Naren," said the city lord. "It's a pity that I can't walk. Ah Rishan can go for a walk for me."

Above Wu's eyebrows on Qinglu's eyebrows, the three wrinkled folds were as uneven as peaks and valleys. His appearance could scare a child to tears, so after being glared at by him, Zhulan, who was singing, immediately got up and held the pipa towards Wu. After saluting, Xiaobu exited the room in the golden tent.

"My witch," the lord of Yunping City exhaled deeply, as if he was about to die in the next moment, and Ah Rishan felt that this breath seemed to carry the cold water vapor of the Styx River, "what is there?" What's important, can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

Ah Rishan took a step forward and knelt down in front of the low couch.

Even if the shamans in Zhonglu saw the emperor, they didn’t need to kneel and worship. After all, the shamans were all invited down from the Daxue Mountain by the emperor. However, at that time, Qinglu was just a small corner that no one paid attention to , several tribes fought and killed, witches are only a little more precious than women to the leaders of the tribes.Even after being influenced by Zhonglu, the status of witches is still lower than that of the leader or khan.

A Rishan maintained a half-kneeling posture, first holding the hand of the city lord, he frowned deeply at the fact that the city lord was more skinny and cold than a few days ago, and then stuffed his hand back under the quilt.

"You may not know that something happened to Sunita's black market three nights ago."

"Something will happen sooner or later," the city lord said dying. "From ancient times to the present, the Sunita black market has been on a swinging balance, and now the balance has finally tipped over."

"At dawn that day, some herdsmen who got up early saw the sun rise in Sunita, just like the benevolent Khan used to show her mighty power. None of Lu's merchants came back."

"It's nothing to be surprised about," the city lord said still weakly. "The people who will cause trouble in Sunita now cannot be people from Zhonglu. Since it's people from Qinglu who are causing trouble, it's common sense that Zuochuanguan will detain the merchants. If you don't Wait a few days, and the merchants will come back by themselves."

Ah Rishan buried his head under the low couch, it should be.

"So, is there anything else?" the city lord asked, "If not, can you call Zhulan back for me?"

"One more thing." Ah Rishan said.

"Come on."

"Da'an's emperor and national teacher..."

"Why, are they finally getting married?"

"...No, not my lord, the emperor and the national teacher of Da'an seem to be in Yunping City at this moment."

On the banks of the small river outside Yunping City.

Helian Yu never expected that he would sleep from noon until the sun was about to sink into the Western Cang Sea.When he opened his eyes, what he saw were red clouds, like a herd of galloping horses, running from the north to the south of the sky.

The sky will change tonight, Helian Yu thought.

"What dream did you have?" Le Dao stretched beside him and asked, "I cried when I saw you."

Helian stared at Le Dao in a daze.

He didn't dream of Na Ren, it was the man in front of him who appeared in his dream.

"It's a good dream," he said softly, "I was so happy that I cried."

Le Sheng came here at some point and left the ingredients behind, and the emperor got busy with great interest, allowing Helian Yu to taste his good craftsmanship after a long absence.

After eating, Helian Yu summoned a little water spirit, and while the octopus-like water spirit was crying, he directed it to wash all the tableware.

The sun had already sunk into the Western Canghai Sea, Le Dao stood up and looked out, "The gate of Yunping City is not closed. As expected, a ceremony will be held today. I saw the altar of the Sun Worship Sect. Do you want to go and have a look... Ha!"

Helian Yu: "Huh?"

Le Dao's tone sounded excited.

"I see a place for love divination."