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Chapter 89 Dorgon

Chapter 89 Dorgon

Author: Wu Lie

Chapter 89 Dorgon

"Bata...bata..."

The study room is filled with smoke.

Luo Ning held a dry pipe in one hand and tapped it carelessly on the table with the other, his expression becoming increasingly unpredictable in the thick smoke.

"Half a year after fusing the Yin Pearl, within a year, a year-long period of weakness will randomly appear."

"During the period of weakness, all cultivation will be lost and he will become paralyzed..."

"It's May now, so the weak period will come in November at the earliest and in May next year at the latest..."

"When the time comes, you must have a reliable person by your side to take care of you..."

Luoning thought for a long time, stood up and walked to the window, looking down at Davalinka.

Everything in Linka can be seen at a glance.

Lu Pianpian, a heartless woman, was still drinking alone in the stone pavilion. She didn't know whether it was the fourth or fifth pot.

The girl drank particularly ferociously today, and she also drank very lonely.

Only the bees attracted by the aroma of wine buzzed around her.

The boy-faced shaman sat under the ancient pine tree in front of the Buddhist hall and performed divination, with a mysterious expression on his face, as if no one should enter.

Except for the respected adults, no one can understand her Xianbei dialect. Except for the respected Luo Ning, she will not talk to anyone.

And the newly recruited demon fox girl was holding some pieces of Tubo tsampa and teasing the little black dog with laughter.

"Wag my tail and I'll give you a piece of tsampa..."

Obviously, the little fox girl didn't know that Xiao Hei was a troublemaker. But Xiao Hei looked cold and indifferent, and his eyes were full of arrogance and prejudice.

Xi Guan'er and Fu Guan'er, the golden couple, put their two little heads together and learned the gong and ruler music together.

Two pairs of small hands beat the time with a red dental board, while noting the score in neat small regular script.

Even though the two apprentices are only seven or eight years old, they are already literate in over a thousand words, can read dozens of music scores, have learned several musical instruments, and can sing several tones.

Five people, including Alu and Aji, were showing off costumes, adjusting musical instruments, and taking care of props.

On the ancient trees in Linka, summer cicadas neighed "Cicada...Cicada".

As the saying goes, Wu Niu kicked the moon, the old man was afraid of the heat, so he had already gone down to Yingyue Lake to take a bath, with only the cow's nose floating in the water.

The Tubo slaves felt distressed when they saw it: How could such a beautiful pond be ruined by a cow? It was not a Tibetan yak.

When Luo Ning saw the old man grinning, he suddenly thought of the two Mortal Grasses he had bought from the little fox girl in Ling City.

It’s time to feed Lao Jianxi the mortal grass. He is a hero of the Luo family and his sister’s pet.

Luo Tianxia looked at the peaceful scene in front of him and couldn't help but think of his sister Luo Li.

Alas, where are Li'er and the others now?

Suddenly, several Tubo people came outside Dawalinka, and the leader was the steward of Wangxia.

"Aji-Loningla! Tashidel!"

shouted the Wangxia steward, his moustache and wrinkles full of smiles, showing respect for the distinguished guests of the Nachin family.

"Summer is here. The Naqin family opened an ice room today. It just so happened that the first batch of watermelons in the manor were ripe. I sent Davalinka ice melons to cool down the heat!"

It turns out that the Tubo aristocrats, like the wealthy families of Daxia, had their own political system.

In winter, the cleanest water source is selected to make ice cubes, and the cubes are stored in underground ice cellars. In summer, the ice is taken and put into ice bins.

Bingjian can both cool down and freeze food. In Luo Ning's opinion, it is a refrigerator plus air conditioner.

This ice management policy may seem simple, but it is actually a huge expense.

Even if monks are not afraid of heat, they still like to enjoy the coolness of summer.

Luo Ning flashed his body and appeared at the gate of the courtyard, saying in Tubo: "Thank you for your hard work as the housekeeper of Wangxia."

"Butler Wangxia, Master Naqin's enthusiasm makes me, a guest from afar, throw away my reserve!"

Wangxia's housekeeper entered the courtyard, and several Tibetan servants pushed a cart of ice and a cart of watermelons.

When they saw Luo Ning, they immediately leaned down, put their hands on the ground, barked twice, and said in unison:

"A humble man from the field, a man from the forest, a man from the cowherd, the most intimate actor I have ever seen!"

The Tibetan kingdom is extremely hierarchical. They are slaves. When they see "noble people" such as the leader, scribes, and dramatists, according to the rules, they must perform the dog ritual and pay homage.

Although Luo Ning felt uncomfortable in his heart, in front of Wangxia's housekeeper, he could not avoid this extremely ancient gift of being a dog.

Davalinka's servants unloaded the ice cubes and watermelon from the car. The ice cubes were either put into ice bins or crushed with an ice hammer to make iced sour plum soup, iced milk tea, and iced watermelon.

Even Lu Pianpian's highland barley wine was served with ice cubes.

Luo Ning knew that Wangxia's housekeeper was not only here to deliver ice melons. He asked Wangxia to sit down in the study, where steaming ice cubes and iced fruits were already placed.

"Aji-Loningla." Wang Xia took a piece of watermelon, his face as loyal as a yak looked solemn.

"My master is going to Songyuan City to see Lord Jiedu and will not return until the bright moon (June)."

"When I set off, I asked the villain to tell you that this Shoton Festival drama is even more important. Because..."

When Wangxia said this, his tone and expression suddenly became more respectful, with a hint of mystery and solemnity.

"Because... Princess Luobudji, who is as beautiful as the Kelsang flower, as noble as the auspicious goddess, and as kind as Tara, happened to pass by Songyuan City during the Shoton Festival."

"What's more important is that Her Royal Highness the Princess will definitely take a rest in Songyuan City like a tired swan, and she will probably watch the Shoton Festival's magical performance!"

The Wangxia housekeeper seemed very excited when he mentioned that the princess might pass by to watch the show.

"Princess Luo Budji..." Luo Ning was completely indifferent, with a calm expression. He was sitting on a card mat, but it was like the sky was covering the ground.

Luo Budji, translated in Tubo, means ‘happy baby’. Zamp named her this because he obviously liked this daughter very much.

This should be a favored princess.

Out of politeness as a guest, Luo Ning still asked perfunctorily:

"Why did Her Royal Highness the Princess come all the way from Luoche, the distant royal city, to the remote Shunzhou?"

Wangxia's housekeeper was a little emotional: "That's because Zanpu has issued a divine decree and has married Princess Luobudeji to Huang Taiji, the Great Khan of the Jin Kingdom."

"The princess is passing through Shunzhou this time to go to the Kingdom of Jin to get married. This is the shortest way."

When Luo Ning heard this, he suddenly thought of Fan Wencheng.

Doesn’t that guy just want to go to the Kingdom of Jin with the envoys who are going to the Kingdom of Jin for marriage?

Luo Ning ate the sweet and gritty iced watermelon and said casually:

"Tubo and the Jin Kingdom are far apart, but they married off a goddess-like princess to a foreign country. This is really a sad thing."

"Who says it's not the case!" Wangxia's housekeeper felt the same way, "It's such a pity."

Luo Ning said: "I understand what Mr. Naqin means. I will do my best in this drama. Even if I can't make the princess happy, I can't lose face."

Wangxia's housekeeper stood up and put his hand on his chest: "Thank you then! The master said that the princess is happy, which is far better than ten thousand yaks."

Luo Ning sent Wangxia's housekeeper away from Dawa Linka and immediately took out the soul card left by Wei Zhongxuan.

The princess of Tubo married into the Kingdom of Jin and passed by the local area. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Is it possible to gain some benefits from it?

According to the roster of the Forty Old Division, he found the Kuihua Mansion secret agent lurking in the Tubo City: Langga.

Langga was originally from Xia, and was carefully arranged by Wei Zhongxuan to be a Tubo noble, and he had been sneaking into Tubo for more than thirty years.

With the support of the Kuihua Mansion, Langga has now taken up an official position as Xinan Xunbo (Minister of Internal Affairs) next to Zanpu.

He was the most important spy arranged by Wei Zhongxuan to go to Tubo.

It was precisely because of his critical position that he got involved with Zamp, so when it came to running the eighth-grade tribal envoy, he could not be approached.

The county magistrate is not as good as the current one. Tubo is the local lord and the head of the temple. Even if Langga is used, he is far away from the royal court and it is difficult to interfere in the affairs of Xifan County.

However, Luo Ning still activated the precious Soul Thought Card and tried to send him a message.

The question was about the princess’ marriage.

Langa soon replied:

"It turns out it's young master... Princess Tubo has already set off for a month, and she will indeed pass through Shunzhou next month..."

"...The envoy sent by the Kingdom of Jin to welcome the bride is Jiubele and Dorgon of the Kingdom of Jin..."

What? Dorgon?

When Luo Ning saw this name, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

PS: When I saw the name Dorgon, I wonder if anyone would complain about it. I support it, good night!

(End of chapter)


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