Cheng Wuting hurriedly helped Ahaibo up and said: "Ahaibo, please don't give me any gifts. We got the relics of King Tuo by chance, not from King Tuo." Ahaibo stood up and looked at the map carefully.

He said: "Yes, this is Prince Tuo's token. It says that seeing this thing is like seeing Prince Tu himself. Whoever takes this token can dispatch us."

Cheng Wuting pondered and nodded. Ahaibo said: "Before the death of King Tuo, he placed his most trusted generals in Solu County. We and our ancestors were not allowed to participate in any affairs of South Vietnam. We only told our ancestors: You

From now on, when we live in Solu for generations to come, only I or those who hold my tokens can mobilize you and others."

Ahaibo said: "I didn't expect that as soon as I said this, I would see the token of Prince Tuo hundreds of years later. We have passed down this edict from generation to generation. There are no less than 50,000 descendants of the Zhao family around Solu County. We can obey you at any time."

Your Majesty's instructions." Cheng Wuting and the others clearly understood that Dazhao Village is the clan of these 50,000 descendants of the Zhao family, and Ahaibo is the leader of these 50,000 people.

Chen Ziang said to Cheng Wuting: "This is the secret of this picture." Cheng Wuting nodded and said: "Ahaibo, please don't say anything. I will naturally need your help in the future." Ahaibo nodded vigorously and said: "We will do our best.

Help.”

Cheng Wuting asked again: "Are there any descendants of Prince Tuo in Changle County?" Ahaibo said: "Changle is the location of the Nanyue Palace, but I have never heard of any descendants of the Zhao family." Cheng Wuting responded thoughtfully:

"oh."

Pei Ting couldn't help but said: "Let me just say, along the way, I felt that I was destined to Dazhao Village, so I settled here. I didn't expect that there was such a big secret." The four of them looked at each other and smiled, watching the villagers in the ancestral hall raise their glasses of wine.

Invite each other and drink together.

***

After drinking until the afternoon, Ahaibo went around greeting the villagers. Pei Ting drank a little wine, her face flushed, and her beauty became a bit more charming. She said: "Brother Cheng, how did the court treat my father?" Cheng Wuting was stunned.

Lower your head.

Pei Ting's heart tightened and she asked: "Brother Cheng, what's wrong?" Cheng Wuting murmured: "Sister Ting, Prime Minister Pei left at the end of the year."

Pei Ting thought she had heard wrongly, so Cheng Wuting said, "I have made a strong statement and it has not changed the Queen's mind." Pei Ting listened blankly to what he said, then suddenly put down the wine bowl and ran out of the ancestral hall.

Cheng Wuting hurriedly chased her out and watched her wipe her tears all the way to the top of the mountain. At this time, the ferns were lush and the wind was blowing, and every blade of grass seemed to hurt Pei Ting's heart. She ran up to the top of the mountain in one breath and looked to the north, her tears even more intense.

Unable to restrain himself, he rolled down.

She lowered her head and cried for a long time, then turned her tearful eyes and stared blankly at Cheng Wuting. Cheng Wuting sighed, held her shoulders and said, "Sorry, Miss Ting, think of the bright side. After all, the Queen is still tolerant, but

I blame Prime Minister Pei for favoring Jingye and not punishing him for treason."

Pei Ting sat on the grass with tears in her eyes. Cheng Wuting also sat down and said: "In order to realize the return of the Queen of Heaven to power, no matter how great the grievance is, we can only swallow it. This is Prime Minister Pei's political principle. He is the person I admire most.

." Pei Ting nodded slowly, but the sadness in his heart could not be erased. Thinking of his father's voice and smile, his eyes turned red and tears fell again.

The two of them sat on the top of the mountain, watching the sunset reflect on the horizon, and the glow was bright red. Thinking of her father's love and care, he raised her up, but she had no chance to repay his kindness! Pei Ting couldn't stop crying, and she really couldn't control her emotions. She whispered: "Brother

, I’ll go back and rest first.”

Cheng Wuting accompanied her down the hill to Ahaibo's yard. Ahaibo and Chen Zi'ang were in the yard. Ahaibo brought a bowl of meat porridge and said, "Miss Tang, eat something and have a rest."

Pei Ting shook his head and walked into the room.

***

When Pei Ting entered the room, Cheng Wuting said: "Mei Ting is a woman who knows the general situation. It's not easy. I hope she can survive it." Chen Zi'ang nodded and said: "Brother Cheng, let's go see Zhao Xu?"

Ahaibo took the two of them to the vicinity of the ancestral hall. Ahaibo opened the door, and there was another iron room inside. Behind the iron bars as thick as his fingers, Zhao Xu was sitting under the window, muttering something.

After listening carefully, I understood that it was a hymn in praise of King Tuo. I think it was recited by Zhao Xu when he offered sacrifices to his ancestors. Chen Ziang said: "He turned out to be the leader of Changle Village, and he is worthy of being a hero." Cheng Wuting said: "If it weren't for

The dream of regaining South Vietnam will not become like this."

But Ahaibo listened carefully to his eulogy and couldn't help but recite: "The mighty King Tuo, a hundred thousand troops are rushing like laws and regulations, galloping..." Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, which seemed to be on the top of the mountain.
Chapter completed!