Wait a minute, heroine

Outside the tent, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the city was full of lights, outlining a unique and prosperous beauty that could only be seen in foreign lands outside the customs.

Two elegant old musicians were playing sanxian and snare drum at the side of the tent.

Ding dong dong~~

Six beauties with veils on their faces danced on the gold and red carpet, with tulle fluttering sleeves swaying slightly, making the brightly lit tent look a bit dreamy and extravagant.

Fan Qinghe put on the 'high priest's attire', with a light golden lining and a red gauze cover. His hair was tied up in a very solemn style, with two gold hairpins inserted diagonally behind his head. He was sitting upright behind the main case, looking more serious than usual. Much more serious.

Ye Jingtang sat behind the small table on the right, with exquisite dishes and colored porcelain wine bottles in front of him, and carefully watched the singing and dancing in the tent.

Niaoniao, however, had no intention of watching the beauty dance. He poked his round head out from behind the small case and took a piece of meat in his mouth to eat secretly. Some people looked over and shook their heads, pretending to hum along.

Master Xuanji was pushed to sleep by Fan Qinghe, so he naturally refused to agree and followed Ye Jingtang very consciously. At this time, he was still sitting in front of Ye Jingtang. From time to time, he helped fill up the wine and put it in Ye Jingtang's hands—— This move was not virtuous, but because Ye Jingtang was not greedy for wine. It was not dignified for Xuanji to drink alone with a wine flask in front of a large audience, so he urged Ye Jingtang to raise a toast, and she drank naturally.

So the sound of pushing cups and changing cups in the big tent never stopped, but after a while, the Dongming tribe elders who were sitting on the left and right gradually looked surprised and muttered secretly:

I didn't realize that such a handsome young man is still a drunkard...

He also asked the girl next to him to drink with him, just to get people drunk...

There were eight people sitting in the big tent, all of whom were elders from the Dongming tribe.

Although they come from the same tribe, these people are not from the same origin. They are people who have the same identity and gather together to keep warm.

Take the Dongming tribe as an example. The ancestors were originally tribal wizards in ancient times, responsible for offering sacrifices, divination, curing diseases and exorcising evil spirits. Later, after the First Emperor unified the world, these wizards had the official official position of "Zhu Zong".

Even today, such official positions still exist. Taoism originated from the ancient Tao of shamans and ghosts. For this reason, the national preceptor Lu Taiqing actually holds a similar official position. However, contemporary people are no longer so superstitious about the theory of strange powers and chaos. Ancient times are no longer the same. period of influence

Later, the river changed its course, and these people stayed in the local area without migrating and became small tribes. Later, people joined one after another, and gradually evolved into major tribes.

Whenever someone is crowned king, the major tribes are the noble families of the northwest royal court; when no one is in charge, they go their own ways. This division and union has lasted for thousands of years, and the last time they were broken up was just a few decades ago.

For these historical reasons, the Dongming tribe is definitely not a barbarian, but an ancient remnant. Their clothes, accessories, and accessories are quite gorgeous, and they have high artistic attainments. Although they are different from the common clothes in the Wei Dynasty, they can still be found from the same ancestry. place.

Ye Jingtang sat down behind the case. After drinking for three rounds, the singing and dancing in the tent stopped, and footsteps and bells were heard outside the door.

Jingle bell bell~

The clan elders who were chatting and laughing in the tent became a little more upright when they saw this.

Ye Jingtang put down his wine glass and looked outside the tent, only to see a group of people walking in from the outside.

Behind them are four women dressed in the winter underworld, and in front is an old woman wearing a black skirt with a string of bells hanging around her waist. She looks older, with a stooped waist and a cane in her hand. .

"Grandma Gui."

When Fan Qinghe saw this, he stood up from behind the case, came to the door, held the old woman's arm, and signaled to Ye Jingtang who had already gotten up:

"This is Mr. Ye I'm talking about. Take a look."

Ye Jingtang was still a little confused, so he stood up and looked at the old woman, then asked:

"Who is this?"

Fan Qinghe seemed a little nervous. He raised his hand slightly to signal Ye Jingtang to be silent and let the old woman take a closer look.

Naturally, the Night Terror Hall didn't say much, but some stood awkwardly behind the case and let the old woman examine it.

The old woman in black, holding her cane and looking at it carefully for a moment, then looked at Master Xuanji who was standing next to her, and said:

"I have seen this girl. She came to Dongming Mountain to steal Snow Lake flowers ten years ago. She was discovered by the old Zhu Zong and chased for dozens of miles without catching up..."

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As soon as these words came out, the already quiet hall turned into dead silence.

Ye Jingtang's eyes twitched, and he glanced at Shuishui, who looked harmless.

Fan Qinghe's face darkened, and his eyes probably meant - I didn't realize it, but you, a witch, are still a habitual offender. You tried to trick me, Dong Mingbu, ten years ago...

Master Xuanji has a very strong mind. When faced with the strange looks from everyone, she did not blush at all and just responded with a smile:

"It was in urgent need back then, so I just went over to take a look and didn't take anything. I hope you'll forgive me for any offense I've offended."

Fan Qinghe had already experienced the shamelessness of this witch, and had no way to deal with it. He did not want to waste time talking about these old things, so he helped the old woman sit down behind the main case, and introduced to Ye Jingtang:

"All tribes in the West Sea will intermarry. Grandma Gui is a princess who was married to the Dongming Tribe more than sixty years ago. Her father is the second King Tianlang."

"Oh...disrespect."

When Ye Jingtang heard this, he was quite surprised. He bowed his hands and bowed. He also secretly looked at Granny Gui's appearance. Unfortunately, she was a bit old and couldn't tell anything at all.

Grandma Gui sat down behind the case, put her crutch across her knees, and looked at the Night Terror Hall:

"Since your surname is Ye and you can use Tianlang beads, you are most likely a descendant of my Qinchi tribe. However, I was young when I got married, and the northwest royal court was almost disbanded when the last Tianlang King succeeded to the throne. , I can't protect myself, and I'm looking for ways to survive the tribe. I only met you once when I was young, so I can't tell whether you are a direct lineage or a collateral lineage."

Ye Jingtang actually didn't care very much about where he came from, but there was no harm in knowing it, so he asked:

"How did the Qinchi tribe fall back then? It is only said that the Northwest Royal Court surrendered to the Northern Liang Dynasty, and then the rebellion was wiped out. Not much historical data has been circulated."

Grandma Gui was silent for a while, then shook her head and sighed, and talked about the past:

"It's an old story. More than a hundred years ago, the Yechi Tribe was just a small tribe in the ends of the earth. There were only a few thousand people in the tribe, and they were always marginalized by the major tribes. Later, a tribesman went to the Dongming Tribe to study and became proficient in pharmacology. , when the Snow Lake flowers were blooming, he was lucky enough to grab two kilograms of Snow Lake flowers, and then fled back to the clan and researched the Tianlang Pearl.

"At that time, the clan leader was already very skilled in martial arts. After tempering his muscles and forging his bones with Tianlang Beads, he directly became a Grand Master. He spent more than ten years to strengthen the Qinchi Tribe, formed an alliance with the four major tribes, and reorganized the Northwest Royal Court, which was the most powerful Hengshi had 30,000 Tianlang Cavalry under his command, and was able to force a truce between the Northern and Southern Dynasties to jointly deal with the pressure from the northwest.

"But it is a pity that when the Northwest Royal Court was passed into the hands of my father, he was too aggressive. Taking advantage of the chaos in the last years of Yan Dynasty, he formed an alliance with Beiliang and wanted to jointly conquer the Southern Dynasty.

"Beiliang was very scheming. He knew that he could not swallow up the Southern Dynasty. After his father sent troops, he immediately broke the contract and turned around to kill the tribes in the West Sea. He severely damaged the empty tribes in the rear and directly destroyed decades of accumulation, resulting in The Northwest Royal Court no longer has the power to compete with the Northern and Southern Courts."

When Grandma Gui said this, she sighed again and looked at everyone sitting:

"If this were the case, the Northwest Royal Court could still hold on and survive. But Beiliang was very poisonous. They sent many masters deep into the rear and almost killed all the pharmacists in the Qinchi Department. The Tianlang beads, prescriptions, etc. prepared for the next Tianlang King were all destroyed. The Beiliang court robbed him.

"The people of Northern Liang could not use Tianlang Pearl, so they used it as a threat to ask my father to surrender. My father did not agree, but he was old and had hidden wounds on the battlefield. He died of illness not long after. The last heaven After King Lang succeeded to the throne, without the Tianlang Pearl to temper the muscles and forge the body, the northwest royal court's national strength was not as good as before. Amid internal and external troubles, he could only surrender to Beiliang and pay tribute in exchange for temporary peace.

"About thirty years ago, Beiliang completely fell out of favor, accused the last Tianlang King of treason, and sent a large army to attack the tribes in the West Sea again. The last Tianlang King asked for help from the Southern Dynasty to no avail, so he could only gather the remaining troops and fight in Tian A desperate attempt at Langhu Lake.

"But at that time, the hearts of the tribes in Xihai had already dispersed. As soon as the battle started, the tribes ran away and surrendered. The last Tianlang King had no choice but to retreat with his own troops. Later, it is said that he was overtaken by Zuoxian King Li Kai. The rest of the tribe held off thousands of troops from Beiliang alone in the Liaoyuan. They fought for a day and a night. No one in the tribe defected, but until the whole tribe was wiped out, no one from all the tribes in the West Sea came to help."

Grandma Gui was obviously a little angry when she said this.

Fan Qinghe said about this: "Back then, the soldiers and horses of Beiliang had already arrived near Dongming Mountain. If Old Zhu Zong sent troops to help, the Dongming tribe would suffer the same fate and could only focus on self-protection."

Granny Gui raised her hand: "No one can blame the situation. But if all the tribes were willing to work together to fight to the end, how could they end up with no food, clothing or warmth this year? The Dongming tribe dug ten kilograms in the mountains. The Beiliang court dared to take away nine kilograms of medicinal materials. If there is a famine, they will give some old grain to send away. We have to be grateful..."

When Master Xuanji heard this, he naturally felt sympathy in his heart, but in fact it would have been the same for the Great Wei Dynasty. After all, the history books have stated that the tribes of Xihai considered themselves to be the orthodox inheritance of the Liang Dynasty, and they wanted to regain the Northern and Southern Dynasties from the bottom of their hearts. As long as China's "lost territory" becomes stronger, it will be a complete nightmare for the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

When Ye Jingtang heard this, he sighed in his heart. After thinking for a while, he asked about the business first:

"The Prisoner of the Dragon Miasma was also studied by the pharmacists of the Qinchi Department back then? Who else knows how to do it now?"

Granny Gui recalled: "The Prisoner's Miasma was researched after the Tianlang Pearl. Because it was used in attacks, pharmacists would usually go out with the army and avoid the sneak attack in front of Jiazi. If there is still a chance of making it now, The person who made this medicine can only be the remaining pharmacists who fled to certain tribes or Beiliang after the destruction of the Northwest Royal Court. There are no pharmacists in the Dongming Tribe who can handle Dragon Miasma. If you want to find out, you have to ask other tribes."

Fan Qinghe said to this: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I have already ordered people to investigate. As long as Prisoner Dragon Miasma comes from the tribes in the West Sea, there will definitely be news. Just wait patiently for two days."

When Ye Jingtang heard this, he stopped asking any more questions and chatted for a few more words. After finishing the meal, he got up and left the big tent with Master Xuanji.

After Ye Jingtang left, Fan Qinghe frowned, turned around and asked:

"Grandma Gui, are you not sure if Ye Jingtang is the son of King Tianlang?"

Granny Gui sighed softly: "The only person who can use Tianlang Pearl is a member of the Qinchi tribe. The strong one in our Qinchi tribe is the king. What is the difference between a collateral lineage and a direct lineage?

"But Ye Jingtang is a descendant of my Qianchi tribe. He grew up in the Wei Dynasty since he was a child. He is a Wei man at heart. Now you drag him out and ask the heads of the tribes to bow their heads and recognize him as King Tianlang. Why do the tribes have to Submit him? What if he becomes the Tianlang King and turns around and takes his troops to join the Wei Dynasty?"

"..."

When Fan Qinghe heard this, he thought about it and thought it was the same - no one in the Xihai tribes would obey anyone, and if they wanted to be the leader, blood was just a name, the most important thing was the ability to make people surrender; and all the Xihai tribes wanted It is independence. Ye Jingtang is the favorite of the Empress of Wei, and he seems to be loyal. If he becomes the Tianlang King, he is in the West Sea and his heart is in Wei, and he only wants to give the empress a big gift as a betrothal gift. Isn't she just thinking about it? My underwear is all covered in.

"Now what?"

"First communicate with the major ministries and let him get in touch with them to see how well he behaves and whether he has the ambition to dominate the world. If he has neither ability nor courage, choose him as the co-leader of ten thousand ministries to form the royal court. , will only cause a catastrophe to various ministries."

Fan Qinghe nodded slightly...

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"Authentic hump meat, come and see it when you pass by. It's fat but not greasy..."

Langxuan City is located in an arid area. Even in autumn, the sun during the day is relatively poisonous. For this reason, most of the people attending the rally here do so at night. As it approaches 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening, the streets are still crowded.

After Ye Jingtang finished his meal at Dong Mingbu's station, because it was his first time outside the customs, he did not go directly back to the arranged tent to rest. Instead, he and Xuanji took Niannio out to visit the night market.

As the saying goes, food is the most important thing for the people. With nearly 100,000 people gathered in Langxuan City, there is no shortage of food streets. Although the environment is relatively simple and far inferior to the small streets in Guannai towns, the variety of food is indeed dazzling.

Not only can you find delicacies from most parts of the West China Sea, but you can basically find specialties from Dawei and Beiliang. You can even find a stall that buys roasted insects. Not only are you frightened at night, but even the birds are shaking their heads.

Master Xuanji, who was wearing a curtain hat and looking a little drunk after drinking a lot just now, was walking beside the Night Terror Hall. Seeing the disgusted look in Niaoniao's eyes, he joked:

"Aren't you a bird? Don't you like eating bugs?"

"Chiji..."

The bird quickly shook its head, stretched out its big claws from its furry belly, indicating that it was a bird of prey, and then looked at the hump meat stall in the distance.

Just now, the bird was eating and drinking in the big tent, and it was all eaten up. Ye Jingtang was afraid that the bird would be too fat to fly, so naturally he didn't give it a bowl of hump meat, and just hung out with Master Xuanji to eat.

After walking for about two-quarters of an hour, the two arrived at the south side of Langxuan City.

Although there are no buildings in Langxuan City, the former layout is not much different from the contemporary city. The center of the south city was originally where the imperial city was located.

Although the building has long since disappeared, a platform slightly higher than the ground can still be seen on the ground. Judging from the layout, it should be the platform of the former palace.

Some temporary buildings were built above the platform foundation, and a large camp was set up nearby. There were more than a thousand people wearing leather armor and carrying swords and guns resting inside. In one building, there were many merchants lining up outside. Register and pay.

Night Terror Hall originally thought this was a lawless place, but was slightly surprised to see this scene:

"Is there still a government office here?"

Master Xuanji glanced at the flag hanging outside the camp and explained:

"The Gathering of Wanbu is an important occasion for trade among the tribes in the West Sea. Hundreds of thousands of people who have never met each other gathered here. If there were no rules, it would have become a mess. That is where the Gouchen tribe is stationed. The security and garbage in the city are The Gouchen Department is responsible for the clearing and transportation; merchants who come here to set up stalls also have to pay them money."

The last time Ye Jingtang heard Fan Qinghe say that King Gouchen was a little timid, he saw this and asked:

"This is not a small amount of money. The Gou Chen Department can monopolize it. Does it mean it is relatively powerful?"

Master Xuanji clasped his hands behind his back, acting like an outsider:

"Gou Chen is the god of heaven, also known as Qilin. He is located in the center of heaven and earth. He is fierce and fierce. He likes killing and is in charge of war. In ancient times, the Great Sima was responsible for fighting, so he believed in this god.

“After the fall of the Liang Dynasty, the generals and troops who had not migrated gathered together to form the Gouchen Tribe, and the clan members were all warriors passed down from generation to generation.

"For example, the Dongming tribe is famous for its medicine and witchcraft. No matter how rebellious it is, it can't cause too much trouble. However, the Gouchen tribe and the Wuma tribe are different. Together, they can form an elite cavalry. For this reason, they may be To sow discord, it is said that a chief of the Gouchen tribe killed the chief of the Wuma tribe, and the Wuma tribe killed them back, making the two families a thousand-year feud. If you want to integrate the tribes of the West Sea, the biggest problem is to The two families got together..."

After listening to these explanations, Ye Jingtang nodded thoughtfully:

"I see... does this mean that the Gouchen tribe is the most capable of fighting among all the tribes in Xihai?"

Master Xuanji nodded: "Sima Yue, the great king of Gouchen, ranks sixth among the ten great masters of Beiliang. I am also the sixth master in the Wei Dynasty, so my strength should be about the same as mine. He just can't beat Zuoxian Wang Li Kuai. Cleaning up is easy if you think about it.”

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Ye Jingtang was a little dissatisfied when he heard this:

"I'm healed now. How about we find a place to compare and let me try out Fairy Lu's depth?"

"..."

Master Xuanji, who was walking leisurely in the courtyard, blinked when he heard these words, stopped and lifted up his curtain hat, revealing his peach blossom eyes that seemed drunk but not drunk, and looked at Ye Jingtang:

"Mr. Ye, what depth do you want to test me to?"

"I...huh?"

Ye Jingtang was stunned by these words for a moment, and when he came to his senses, his eyes were astonished.

"Ha~"

Master Xuanji put down the curtain of his hat, took the bird and put it on his shoulder, and continued to wander around the brightly lit small street as if nothing had happened.

Ye Jingtang was a little speechless by Master Xuanji's dirty joke. After thinking about it, he caught up again:

"Fairy Lu, you are Master Jing Wang, so you should be more cautious in your words and deeds..."

"It's just a joke after drinking, but you can't even make a joke? I've been through wine and meat, but the Buddha's heart remains..."

"You are a Taoist priest!"

"No, they all mean the same thing. Anyway, you talk a lot, but your heart is quiet. You are different. On the surface, you look like a gentleman, but privately, you sleep with two girls in your arms. You are very happy. I was just joking, but your face turned red. , I don’t know what is going on in my mind..."

Ye Jingtang raised his hand and touched his cheek, frowned and said:

"Have it?"

"grumble."

"I guess I just drank some wine..."

"Tch~..."

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