Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

After hearing what Tuoba Hong said, Ming Heng was stunned for a moment.

Going back to Anling...do you...

Tuobahong asked him if he wanted Anling.Mingheng thought about it seriously, Anling, he did, after all, it was his hometown, where he lived for 20 years.But his thoughts did not include the cold, impersonal palace.

Mingheng felt that he was actually quite cold-blooded, and it had been less than half a year since he left Anling, but he seldom thought of those family members, let alone any homesickness.He was very happy and comfortable in Tuck.Tuobahong loved him, and the people of Yerou respected him.There is no intrigue here, no step by step, and what you see when you go out is not a cold deep palace and high walls, but an endless wilderness, holy and towering snow-capped mountains, and herds of cattle and sheep all over the mountains.

How can he convince himself to go back to that nightmarish "home" full of bad memories after seeing the mountains and seas.

Tuobahong seemed to see his worries, gently held his hand, and said: "If you don't want to go back to the palace, let's go back secretly, change our appearance, and don't let others know."

Mingheng felt that this method was feasible, but felt a little strange, as if Tuobahong insisted on going back to Anling.He basically had no secrets with Tuobahong, so he just told him when he had doubts in his heart, so he didn't bother to guess, and asked him directly: "You seem to be very persistent in going to Anling at this time, why? Could it be that you have what's the plan?"

Tuobahong smiled, resting his chin and asked calmly, "Then what do you think I have planned?"

Ming Heng shook his head sincerely.He couldn't figure it out.

Tuobahong's smile faded, his expression became more serious, and he said: "I promised you that you will not take the initiative to send troops to Anling, and you will do what you say. You don't have to worry, I won't do anything to sow discord at this time , I’m just a little worried, I want to go and see for myself.”

"What are you worried about?" Ming Heng asked.

Tuobahong tapped his fingers on the table: "Musa. Musa's character is not as upright as mine. What this person is best at is to take advantage of the situation. No one knows how far his cooperation with Mingzhe has progressed. , I don’t feel relieved if I don’t go and stare at it myself.”

Tuoba Hong's worry was not groundless.After all, it is about the safety of the country, so one must not be careless, Ming Heng also understood him, and said: "Then let's go back."

He Zexi was still recovering from his injuries, and Tuobahong repeatedly told Wu Meng not to tell him the news of the prince's sudden death, but He Zexi still knew about it.In the evening, he asked Mo Jia to call the two of them to the house for a secret talk.

If not that the two brothers really deserved to be twins, as soon as Mingheng and Tuobahong stepped into the house, He Zexi preemptively asked Tuobahong: "Are you going to Anling?"

Tuobahong did not hide anything, nodded and admitted: "Well, we will leave early tomorrow morning. As for this place, I have made arrangements. Mo Jia will stay here to take care of you. I will only take Wumeng, and leave the others to you. .As for Wang Ting, I have already sent someone to send the letter, and he can handle it well without arousing suspicion."

He Zexi frowned upon hearing this, and asked, "What identity are you going to use?"

Tuobahong smiled: "Of course he is the son of Duke Wei."

Ming Heng was startled: "You want to pretend to be Zexi?"

Tuobahong nodded: "Didn't you say that Emperor Qianyuan loved the crown prince the most? Since his beloved son died suddenly, Emperor Qianyuan must have a great funeral. Zexi is the servant of the Ministry of Rites, and this work will definitely fall on him. Zexi After leaving for so long, it's time to return to Beijing to return to my life."

Mingheng couldn't help worrying: "Doesn't it mean that Zhe already knows your background? Would it be too risky to go back now as Zexi?"

However, Tuobahong provoked a sneer, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "That's why I have to go back at this time. Zexi doesn't know martial arts, so it's too dangerous to go back at this time. I'm different. It's about the eyes and the mind. Martial arts, Mingzhe that brat is no match for me, maybe I can get some clues out of him."

When Mingheng heard that Tuobahong wanted to take the risk himself, he immediately regretted agreeing too quickly, and hastily repented: "No, you can't go! I won't let you go! You just stay here, why don't you go?" Can't even go!"

Tuobahong was stunned, turned to look at Mingheng, stretched out his hand to scratch his chin, and asked softly, "Worried about something happening to me?"

"Nonsense!" Ming Heng's face was sullen, his expression was not gloomy, and his tone of reply was heavier and blunt than usual.

Tuoba Hong was not annoyed, but took his hand and patiently explained: "Don't worry, I will be fine, that's what I said, I will let Wumeng do the dangerous things, and I will sit in the rear. OK?"

Ming Heng lowered his eyes to look at him, and his heart was at war with heaven and man—do you believe it or not?

Tuobahong has no principles when trying to make himself happy, he agrees to whatever he says, but he also does things that are obsequious and contradictory in private.It's like when Qian Ding Zhu Wan asked him not to ride a horse, this man always nodded obediently with a smile on his lips, but turned his head and sneaked into the stable while he was not paying attention.

Ming Heng warned himself to be more firm this time, and he must not be seduced by beauty.But he also knew how much he weighed, and if he went on like this, he would definitely raise his hands and surrender, so he wittily threw the question to He Zexi.

He turned his head and asked the person on the bed: "Zexi, what do you think?"

Mingheng was sure that He Zexi would not agree to Tuobahong's going to Anling, so he used his mouth to express his thoughts.

Who knows, He Zexi suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, he raised his head and stared at Tuobahong's stomach, and frowned and asked, "Why are you pretending to be me like this?"

Ming Heng hurriedly nodded at the side.That's right, you can't cover your big belly even if you want to!

Tuobahong was also a little stumped for a moment, holding his belly in a daze...

That night, Wu Meng left the wooden house alone, acting a little sneakily.It took about half an hour to come back, with a black cloth bag in his arms when he came back.He didn't go through the main entrance, but directly turned in from the courtyard wall with light work, and then stood in the courtyard looking around for a long time before moving to the door of Tuobahong and Mingheng's house, and knocked lightly on the door.

Soon, the door was opened, and Ming Heng and Tuoba Hong all appeared at the door.

Before Wumeng could speak, Tuobahong asked first, "Did you buy something?"

Wumeng looked down at the cloth bag in his arms with a complicated expression, and after a long time he nodded with great difficulty, and slowly handed the cloth bag out.

Tuobahong took the cloth bag with a smile on his face, patted Wumeng on the shoulder, and praised: "Good job."

Wu Meng showed an ugly smile without crying, and after hesitating for a long time, he decided to ask again: "Khan, are you really determined to do this?"

"Of course," Tuobahong replied without thinking, "Everything is for sneaking into Anling smoothly."

"But...but..." But there is no need to use this method!Wu Meng broke down and roared in his heart.

Tuoba Hong didn't care what he thought, and happily entered the house with the cloth bag in his arms.Wu Meng had no choice but to ask Ming Heng for help, hoping that Ming Heng could persuade the Great Khan with him.After all, he is the king of a country, how could he do such a thing!

However, Ming Heng turned his face away slowly, deliberately avoiding eye contact with him, with a guilty expression on his face.

Mingheng looked up at the sky.It's not that he doesn't understand the meaning of Wumeng's eyes, but what... To be honest, he was looking forward to it, so he acquiesced in this matter...

The next day, at dawn, a carriage quietly left the cabin and headed towards Anling.

Now the entire north of Taze has become the jurisdiction of Anling.After Tuobahong and Mingheng got married, all Yerun soldiers who had been stationed in the city withdrew from the north and replaced them with soldiers from Anling.However, the situation in Taze is complicated. The Anling people and Yerou people here have long been indistinguishable from each other. The two ethnic groups coexist peacefully and communicate harmoniously.Therefore, Emperor Qianyuan did not make drastic purges after obtaining the ownership of the north of Taze, and did not merge the north and south before all systems were used.Therefore, when entering the south of Taze, the carriage was stopped by the officers and soldiers at the city gate for inspection.

"Where did you come from? Where are you going?" The officers and soldiers guarding the city stood beside the carriage with knives in their arms and interrogated the driver.

Wumeng was in a disguised state at the moment, with a dark and rough face of a man from the Central Plains, and replied in standard Anling dialect: "We are from the north, and we are about to go home."

The officers and soldiers continued to ask, "Where is home?"

"My family is in the south of the Yangtze River," Wu Meng said honestly, "Our family is in the tea business. I heard that Taze people are good at tea, so why not come here to do business."

"Well," the officers and soldiers nodded, then pointed to the carriage covered by the curtain, and asked, "Who is in the carriage?"

"It's my young master and young mistress."

The officers and soldiers raised their chins and said arrogantly: "Open it, routine inspection."

"This..." Wumeng looked a little hesitant, trying to intercede, "My young mistress is afraid of meeting strangers."

The officers and soldiers sneered, and then gave a lesson: "This is a rule! You said that your young mistress is afraid of seeing strangers. Why, it can't be because she is so ugly that she dares not see people! Haha!"

A few soldiers behind him also laughed.

Wumeng's face turned dark all of a sudden, he ground his molars, and tightly controlled his fist.

Damn, dare to say that his family is sweaty and ugly!act recklessly!

The group of officers and soldiers were still laughing wantonly, at this moment, a clear and calm male voice came from the carriage.

"My lord, my wife neither recruited you nor provoked you, why are you so vicious and hurtful?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.The group of officers and soldiers subconsciously looked at the curtain.

When the voice fell, a hand stretched out from the curtain. The joints were distinct, the five fingers were slender, and the skin was as white as fat. They were a pair of extremely handsome male hands.With a slight lift of the hand, the curtain was slowly lifted.Behind the curtain, a face appeared.

The leading soldier was stunned for a moment after seeing the man's face clearly, then rolled his eyes and showed a disdainful sneer.

Different from that beautiful and delicate hand, the man's face has mediocre features. Although it is not ugly, there is nothing special about it.

The officer and soldier heard that the man's voice was clear and sweet, and his hands were so pretty, so he thought he was a handsome man.Unexpectedly, the real person is extremely disappointing, and I can't help feeling a little disgusted.

"What's your name?" The officers and soldiers asked in a high-handed manner.

"Huang San." Ming Heng, who was also in a disguised state, calmly reported the pseudonym he had prepared earlier in the morning.

Even the name is so ordinary... The officer and soldier became more and more disdainful, knocked the handle of the knife on the shaft of the car, and shouted: "I asked your wife to come out and show her face."

"My wife is pregnant, sir, can you accommodate me." Ming Heng discussed in a gentle tone.

Unexpectedly, the officers and soldiers were still in good spirits. Seeing that they pushed back and forth, they insisted on letting the woman who had a lot of troubles show up, so they said forcefully: "No, the rules are the rules. If you want to enter the city today, you must show up. I said, you I'm afraid my wife is so ugly that the sky is angry and people complain, so why can't she do it like this?"

Even Ming Heng, who has a good temper, couldn't help sullen, and was about to teach this guy who couldn't spit out ivory a lesson.However, just as he opened his mouth, he heard a delicate and soft female voice behind him.

"Sir, forget it, I'll just come out."

Ming Heng: ...

Immediately afterwards, the curtain was completely lifted, and a woman appeared beside Ming Heng.Before applying any makeup, her face is like peach blossoms, her skin is like creamy fat, and her phoenix eyes are slightly raised, which is hard to hide her charm.

She hid half of her body behind Ming Heng, tightly grasping Ming Heng's sleeve, lowered her eyebrows and smiled cautiously at the officers and soldiers beside the carriage: "I have met you officers." Her voice was so delicate that she could almost pinch water.

"Hiss—" the group of officers and soldiers gasped in unison, their eyes straightened.

Mingheng frowned, a cluster of fire was burning in his chest, how dare someone staring at me drool!He deserves death!

With a dark face, Ming Heng was about to race his charming "lady" back to the carriage, but the delicate little lady suddenly threw herself into his arms, buried her face in his chest, and said timidly with a trembling voice : "Sister-in-law~ I'm afraid~"

Mingheng: "..."

The author has something to say: Tuoba Hong: I found my comfort zone all at once

ps: After I finished the exam, the fat test is here!After taking the test for a day, I feel that I just went through a formality, it is better to stay at home and code words, harm!