At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The little prince was puzzled, "Why? The Kingdom of Vientiane and Shan in the south are both small countries."

"It is precisely because it is a small country that people tend to let down their guard."

Xie Yuheng leaned back slightly, supported himself on the pier with both hands, and subconsciously tapped the wooden board with his right index finger.

"If Wusun could collude with Fusang, there is no reason for them to leave a way out and allow Daliang to retreat safely to the south."

"We are already surrounded on three sides, why not add one more to make it a complete four-sided situation."

The little prince hung his head and said, "But we are very good to Vientiane."

"I heard that Vientiane had some friction with us, but we didn't fight them all the time."

Xie Yuheng sighed, "Between countries, there are only transactions based on interests, and there has never been real friendship."

“It is sometimes like this between rulers and subjects, and between people.”

"Will Brother Yuheng be like this too?"

"nature."

After learning that the Wusun caravan was coming to Beijing, he sent a letter to Jiangling.

If you think about it carefully, my father and uncle should have arrived in Beijing by now.

Just as Xie Yuheng was thinking, he suddenly heard the little thing say very seriously: "What does Brother Yuheng want? Everything Zheng'er has will be given to you!"

She looked at Chu Zheng and met a pair of clear black eyes, which were serious and clear.

Xie Yuheng curled his lips and smiled, glancing at the grenade in the little thing's hand.

"I want Your Highness to learn how to use this."

"If one day, the forces in the dark threaten the imperial city, Your Highness will use this thing to blow them up."

The little prince swallowed his saliva, and his hands, which had not been shaking, began to tremble slightly again.

She could think of what her father had told her - if she died one day, it would cause instability in the court and even chaos in the world.

She...hasn't visited the people in other places to see if they have enough to eat and if they are warmly clothed.

Chu Zheng nodded solemnly, stood up and bowed to Xie Yuheng.

"Please sir, teach me again!"

Xie Yuheng supported himself on the pier with his hands and with some effort, he stood up.

He said in a gentle voice: "I have not yet officially become your disciple, Your Highness should still call me as usual."

The wind lifted the sleeves of the two men, and from time to time there was a sudden roar from the edge of the Dragon Pond, startling all the fish in the pond.

In a pavilion far away across the Dragon Pond, Rong Shi stood with a sword in his arms, looking in the direction of the Dragon Pond.

Rong Shiyi, whose injury had not yet fully healed, poked Rong Shi with his elbow.

"Hey, Boss, what do you think the Master and His Highness are doing to make such a big noise?"

Rong Shi glanced at him coldly, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

Rong Shiyi was slightly startled, and said quickly, "Yes, yes."

Rong Er put his hands behind his head and said with a smile: "Boss Rong, this is your personality."

"Except for being gentle to the master, I treat everyone else the same way."

"Come here, let Rong Liu talk to you about what you should and shouldn't do when you are with the Marquis."

Rong Liu objected, "Why me? Rong Ba has a mouth too, let him speak."

Rong Ba, who was squatting beside and counting ants:? ?

"No, Rong Liu, you are sick, are you itchy?"

"Come on, let's fight, who's afraid of who!"

Rong Yi looked away in disdain, "Childish."

It seemed that even the birds on the branches couldn't stand the noise here, so they flapped their wings and flew away.

Beyond the red walls and yellow tiles, beyond the bustling Zhuque Street.

Flying and stopping, making turns, finally leaving Shangjing City.

Outside the city, a group of people were queuing to enter the city.

The leader was a man who was over 40 years old.

It is tall and straight, like a pine tree, and like an old wine that has been stored for many years.

Xie Tinghai, who had just returned from inquiring about the news, walked up to him with a worried look on his face.

"Second brother, do you think His Majesty will not take action against Xiao Yuheng?"

Xie Tingjiang glanced at his elder brother and said, "Don't worry, aren't Qingzhi and the others safe and sound outside?"

"How can it be the same?" Xie Tinghai looked anxious, "Mingli is not the head of the family, so what can happen if something happens to him?"

Xie Tingjiang broke down and held his forehead, "......If it's not Big Brother, is there anyone like you as a father?"

"Yes, I am. I have been a father for nearly thirty years!"

Xie Tinghai patted his chest and spoke with great confidence.

Qian slapped him away and said, "Go away. It's a good thing Mingli didn't follow your temper. It hurts my eyes to see you like that."

Xie Tinghai felt wronged, "What's wrong with my temper? Isn't my temper pretty good?"

"The people of Jiangling all say that I have a generous and open personality!"

Qian rolled her eyes at him and said, "That was a compliment given to you for Xiao Yuheng's sake, and you took it seriously."

Seeing the first wife and her husband arguing, Meng Wanning quickly spoke up to smooth things over.

"My eldest brother is an open-minded person, and my eldest sister-in-law is also a straightforward person."

"Compared to the twists and turns of the rich and powerful families, it makes people feel much more comfortable when looking at it."

Qian looked at Xie Tinghai and said uncomfortably, "We farmers can't learn those intrigues."

Xie Tinghai chuckled, "My wife is not a farmer. Our Xiu'e is now in charge of the old shop and is a female businessman!"

Seeing that the two of them were getting close again, Meng Wanning looked away and met Xie Tingjiang's smiling eyes.

She glared at him and said, "Let's go into the city quickly. Hengheng always reports good news but not bad news. I don't know what the specific situation is."

Xie Tingjiang stepped forward and smoothed the hair around her ears.

"They are queuing up. Xiao Yuheng is already at the center of the storm, so it's not easy for her to use any privileges to enter the city early."

As he was speaking, a few young people queuing at the other doorway suddenly became louder, talking about something.

"Fuck the Wusun people! I will make sure they never come back!"

"Yeah, we don't know how to use a gun or swing a sledgehammer, but I heard that a crossbow is easy to learn and we can get started."

"We have a lot of people in Daliang. Even if we shoot one arrow per person, we can shoot the Wusun people into a sieve!"

The young men were full of energy and had not considered whether the crossbows could support such a large-scale consumption...

Meng Wanning's eyebrows curved, she looked at the group of young people with a smile, and praised softly, "That's great."

Xie Tingjiang raised his eyebrows when he heard this. His students were also on their way to Beijing, and some went directly to Liangzhou to join the army.

Soon it was Xie Tingjiang and the others' turn. The guards looked tired and mechanically repeated, "Show us your travel permits and household registrations for public inspection..."

When Xie Tingjiang handed it over, the guard's pupils suddenly shrank and his sleepiness disappeared.

He clasped his fists towards Xie Tingjiang and said, "Hello, sir."

Xie Tingjiang responded, "I am not worthy of being called a sir."

"As you deserve, as you deserve." The guard looked excited and hurriedly called his men to check quickly.

Glancing at the long line of carriages behind, the guard added, "The situation is special now, and the carriages also need to be inspected."

"Please go ahead, sir." Xie Tingjiang stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

The guard looked at him with complicated eyes. With parents like these, it was no wonder that Marquis Jiangling was such a gentleman.