When Song Chengxuan and Xu Qinghuan arrived in Haixi, they received warm hospitality from the Haixi tribe.
The banquet went on for several days and there was a lively scene everywhere.
The men of the Haixi tribe like to play poker. The tribesmen gather around to watch, shouting and encouraging from time to time. The victors dance the eagle dance in the field and receive praise and respect from everyone.
Mo Tuo came off the field three times and returned victorious. The tribesmen stepped forward to lift him high, and several shy women presented him with needlework they had made.
Such a scene makes the young people in the tribe very envious.
Xu Qing'an looked at it carefully, and then came to Qi Defang's side: "You said, if I learn this, go back to Beijing and make an appointment with three or two friends..."
Qi Defang said calmly: "Your father will spank you."
Xu Qing'an smacked his lips: "I said, let's find a few female family members to watch..." The most important thing is that sister Ruzhen is also present. When the time comes, he will fight with all the enemies in the capital. Sister Ruzhen will send clothes and food, and he will return a betrothal gift.
Isn’t marriage just...
While Xu Qingan was thinking, Qi Defang's voice came to his ears.
"Even your legs are broken, so you won't be able to go to the Southeast, but that's fine... I'll send you a letter when you recover from your injuries. I will definitely have a family business in the Southeast by then, and I'll take care of you."
Xu Qingan was about to retort when Zhang Feng chuckled: "Count me in."
Xu Qingan felt happy, Zhang Feng was better, he could always stand by him at critical moments.
"Okay," Xu Qing'an said, "When we get to the capital, I will take you with them to challenge them."
Zhang Feng shook his head: "I said, I am the one who counts the family fortune." He paused and said, "My lord, I am not advising you. You can throw anyone down. Don't mess with the young master. Last time, the young master raised his foot."
You flew so high that I almost screamed out of fear..."
Qi Defang immediately came over: "When did it happen?"
"Last night, the prince wanted to sneak into the small courtyard to find food, so he went straight to the grandma's place. As a result, half of his body was exposed, like a kite with a broken string..."
"Didn't you say there was a thief in the small yard?"
"There's no thief, that's the prince."
Xu Qing'an wished he could strangle Zhang Feng to death right here. How could he be so stupid that he summoned such a guy to his side?
Zhang Feng continued: "The prince has suffered a lot of grievances. When he fell asleep at night, he still called his grandmother and mother."
Xu Qingan's face turned red, and he couldn't bear it and rushed forward to catch Zhang Feng.
The two people suddenly stood up at the banquet, chased each other to the wrestling ring, and were immediately surrounded by people.
Xu Qinghuan looked at the situation on the field. When the fight just started, the warriors were staring at them. It was inevitable that some of them would end up.
For men, body movements can always bring them closer than words. My brother probably thought of this before dragging Zhang Feng along.
He wasn't worried about anything else, except that he didn't have much confidence in his brother's skills.
Xu Qinghuan looked at Song Chengxuan while thinking about it.
Song Chengxuan nodded slightly, and Xu Qinghuan felt a little relieved. Mr. Song had already taught his brother last night, and he hoped that he would understand.
Just when Xu Qinghuan thought of this, he heard a "bang" and someone flew out first. Xu Qinghuan sighed and couldn't bear to look.
"Grandma, it wasn't the prince who flew out first." Feng Chu's voice sounded.
A smile appeared on Xu Qinghuan's face.
"You are still very good," Feng Chu praised. "If you can teach the prince to be like this, our old master will be happy if you know how to do it."
It seems so.
My brother can make such progress today thanks to Song Chengxuan.
Bock continued. Patriarch Mo was old, and he felt a little uncomfortable after being entertained for a long time. He stood up and excused himself. Motuo immediately stepped forward to help him.
Mo Zhe stepped forward and said, "I will take care of my father, and my eldest brother will only accompany the distinguished guests."
Patriarch Mo nodded: "That's it, don't neglect Master Song."
Father and son are about to move forward.
"I will also go and talk with the clan leader."
Xu Qinghuan noticed the situation here and immediately stood up and walked forward.
Grandma Song was obviously doing it for the remnants of the rebels. Yesterday he got the news that Vice General Fan had left the clan. Motuo looked around cautiously: "If not, I will send more people to follow."
"No need," Patriarch Mo said calmly and calmly, "We have to keep our composure to avoid disturbing the situation."
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Mo Zhe and Mo Zheng helped Patriarch Mo lean on the chair.
"I'm getting older and my health is failing." Patriarch Mo smiled slightly. Although he was old, his eyes were still full of energy.
According to the timeline of his previous life, although Patriarch Mo was weak, he still managed to hold on for several years until the situation became turbulent. Li Xu started an uprising in the north, and someone plotted against Patriarch Mo.
In her previous life, she also came to Haixi after marrying Li Xu. At that time, Patriarch Mo's health seemed to be in better shape than now. At least he could ride a horse and walk without the help of others.
Comparing the two lives, what is the reason for this difference?
"Clan leader," Xu Qinghuan said, "There is a gentleman beside me who is good at diagnosing pulses. Why don't you let that gentleman take a closer look at you?"
"No need," Patriarch Mo said with a smile, "I suffered some colds in the past two days, but I'm fine now. As for other illnesses, it's okay not to look at them. They are all the root causes of the disease when I was young. I have long ignored it."
Since the clan leader said this, Xu Qinghuan could not persuade him anymore.
Patriarch Mo took a sip of tea and said, "The imperial court does not allow the Marquis Anyi to come to the north in order to prevent the Marquis from holding military power, which could be detrimental to the imperial court. Not only that, the palace also holds the military status that the Marquis and I established back then.
, as long as the Haixi tribe betrays the imperial court, the imperial court will take over the Anyi Marquis Mansion.
The late emperor had always been resentful of the Marquis's defense of the various ethnic groups in Nuergan. Such restraint on a military commander seemed to be the only concern of the Zhou Dynasty. In fact, it was not worth the gain, and wasted the great situation in the north at that time.
In the past few years, various ethnic groups have begun to fall apart again, and the guards are short of manpower. I don’t know when Nuergan will truly be regarded as a subject of the Zhou Dynasty."
Xu Qinghuan looked at the deep wrinkles on the old patriarch's face. His father often meditated in the study, with such a worried and unwilling look on his face.
Fortunately, there is a turning point now.
After Patriarch Mo saw the Song Governor, he suddenly had some hope in his heart. Although he did not have any great achievements, he had followed his elders on the battlefield when he was young, so he knew how to recognize people.
Governor Song is not a simple man. You can tell by looking at the guards around him. Those guards do not look sideways and stand quietly aside, but everything around them cannot escape their eyes.
Haixi may really have a way out this time.
"Clan leader," Xu Qinghuan said, "I have something unclear and I want to ask you."
Patriarch Mo nodded and ordered Mo Zhe, Mo Zheng and others to retreat.
Xu Qinghuan said: "What's going on with Mo Zheng? Is there any unsolvable rift between Mo Tuo and Mo Zheng's father and son?"
Before Patriarch Mo could speak.
Xu Qinghuan continued: "You don't want the gentleman I brought to diagnose your pulse. Are you hiding the poisoning? Is this matter related to Mo Zheng?"
Patriarch Mo was stunned. How did Grandma Song know these things?
"Some things cannot be concealed," Xu Qinghuan looked at the medicine bowl on Patriarch Mo's table, "I can detect it even if you don't tell me."