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Chapter 441: Visitors from outside the mountains are looking for Dai Wang

An Lushan clasped his hands and smiled and said: "Yes, yes, this metaphor is really apt. Being able to take advantage of the opportunity of the Yang sisters to get acquainted again shows that the two of us are indeed the same."

"Speaking of which, you probably made that table for the Yang sisters. It's really exquisite and novel and interesting. You put a lot of thought into it. You can rack your brains to make such a thing to please women. I really admire you."

Li Siye thought to himself, you may have guessed wrong. Although these two tables cost me a lot of money, I didn't put much thought into them.

He also smiled and returned An Lushan with his hands raised: "A toy is nothing. Compared with An Zhongcheng, your ability to flatter the Yang sisters is truly outstanding."

"Hahahaha," An Lushan laughed loudly, pulling his beard.

Li Siye did not laugh, he still remained vigilant.

An Lushan's laughter stopped, and his expression suddenly became serious: "Then again, the so-called Yang sisters are just a staircase for you and me to go upstairs. I don't care if I step on them upstairs.

It hinders you. You step on them to go upstairs, but it doesn't hinder me. You and I live in peace, what do you think?"

Li Siye thought intently, wondering what the big fat man was holding in his stomach. Since he took the initiative to propose the principle of not causing trouble, it certainly met his expectations.

"What did An Zhongcheng say? I never thought of taking advantage of them. It was just a coincidence that we met." Li Siye replied pretending to be confused.

"Drink, you are just as hypocritical as all the Han people." An Lushan approached Li Siye and whispered, "General Li has a bright future."

After he said this, he whipped his fat horse and turned around and left. Li Siye looked back and saw the figure of this fat man disappearing at the end of the street.

He did not expect to meet An Lushan in advance, which was not good for him. If this guy deliberately said such words, would he put himself among his imaginary enemies? But all this time, this thief

The sheep thief is his imaginary enemy.

He then thought about whether he had overestimated himself too much. Anlushan was now the military governor of Fanyang, and he was still just a general under the military governor of Anxi. How could he treat a small man like this when the holy family was in full swing now?

The town will take it seriously.

If I think about it this way, although I feel uncomfortable, I feel much safer.

Li Siye returned to Anxiliu's backyard in Pingkangfang, entered his room, and felt temporarily at peace.

He was sitting on the couch and was bored, so he picked out a book and started to read it. The title of this book was boring, and the content was even boring. It was the "Chronicles of the Clan" that the prince asked Li Mi to give to him.

Opening the first page of this book, I saw it read: In the past, Taishi established Jiuzhou due to Yao, and now it is eighty-five counties, with 398 surnames...

Looking at the part about the Li family in Zhaojun, I learned that the status of the Li family in Zhaojun was slightly higher than that of the Li family in Longyou during the Northern Zhou and Sui dynasties. Of course, what people compete for is not their official position or power, but their scholarship and family tradition.

Otherwise, even though Li Yuan's branch became emperor and used its power to rank itself first in the "Clan Chronicle", in the general public perception, the Tang royal family was still inferior to these two orthodox Li surnames.

Li Mi was born in the Liaodongfang of the Li family in Zhao County. No wonder when he met Li Mi that day, he announced that he had left his family and called himself Sui Li. It turned out that he was showing off his origin and being more noble than the prince and emperor.

But for Li Siye, his showing off was like playing the piano to an ox.

He was puzzled and didn't understand why Li Heng would give him such a book. Could it be that he wanted to borrow the power of the nobles of the Five Surnames and Seven Hopes to fight against Li Linfu? To be honest, isn't this the same as drinking poison to quench thirst? It is certainly harmful for Li Linfu to gain power and harm the country.

It's very big, but the harm of the Five Surnames and Qi Wang is no less than him. Once they return to the court and start to govern again, there will inevitably be a party struggle between the gentry and the common people.

There is an example right before our eyes. During the Mid-Tang Dynasty, the Niu-Li party struggle for more than 40 years consumed the overall strength of the Tang Dynasty.

Let's put this matter aside for the time being. Li Heng is in danger now. No matter what he wants to do, having a father above his head who is always on guard is enough to make him drink.



As night fell in Pingkangfang, Duan Xiushi, Yan Xiaosi and others came back from drinking outside. Li Siye didn't care about them. The hard days in Qixi were still long. The life in Chang'an was just a memory in a honeypot. He would wait to return to it later.

After arriving in Anxi, when you encounter the difficulties of fighting and can't stand it anymore, you can recall the days in Chang'an more, and maybe you can avoid despair because of this old dream.

He simply walked out of the backyard alone and walked back and forth among the men and women wandering in the street to experience the grand carnival of the upcoming annual Lantern Festival in advance.

On this day, the curfew will be lifted in Chang'an City, and people who have been suppressed for more than a year in the streets will finally have an excuse and a chance to indulge themselves. It is said that many men and women will make private arrangements for life during the Lantern Festival.

Marriage, and many concubines of wealthy families eloped and completely let go. During the Emperor Gaozong, there was a lantern festival, and most of the harem maids went out to watch the lanterns. When they came back the next day to count the number of people, many young and beautiful maids ran away.

Craftsmen are hanging lanterns on the pillars in the workshop. Hemp ropes are connected between the two trees. The paper revolving lanterns are bright and colorful, and even the tree trunks are tied with colored silk.

Walking out of the square gate and looking towards the Xingqing Palace, you can vaguely see a giant bamboo frame growing taller day by day. This is the Taishang Xuanyuan Lamp Tower dedicated to the emperor by Mao Shun, the master craftsman.



In Wushaoling, Liangzhou, Hexi, the vast mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. In a pine forest at the foot of the mountain, the wind blew chills, and the surroundings were silent.

The lame Dai Wang rode a yellow horse in the pine forest, followed by a dozen bandits holding knives and forks. He relied on his keen eyesight to chase the elk hiding in the forest, holding a long bow in one hand and pulling the horse with the other.

Reins. Without horses, the men naturally had a hard time chasing. They used their weapons as crutches to support them and were panting.

Fortunately, Dai Wang suddenly reined in the horse's head, took out an arrow from the quiver on his back, put it on the bow string and drew it fully, and aimed at an elk in the distance with his face close to his face.

He suddenly released the arrow and hit the neck of the elk in the distance. The deer took a few steps and fell to the ground.

The bandits cheered and chased after them, taking turns carrying the prey on their shoulders and walking towards their lair in the cave.

Since the cave was too dark and it took a lot of money to use torches, Dai Wang led the people to build a wooden house on the cliff, and also built a plank road leading to the cave. Even if a small group of officials came over, they could occupy the roof high up.

Stay safe in danger.

Several men were peeling and washing the skin of the elk at the edge of the wooden house. Qiu'e was sitting on the edge of the stone platform, holding a bone needle in her hand and sewing tanned leather with horsetail thread.

Dai Wang sat at the entrance of the cave, took off the sharpening stone from the belt around his waist, and held a horizontal knife in both hands to sharpen it.

The second master, Shan Bao, nudged up to him and secretly glanced at Qiu'e, who was sitting quietly sewing clothes across from her. This woman always had a quiet beauty, especially when she was sitting quietly, her profile seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of moonlight.

Shan Bao bit the corner of his mouth and asked Dai Wang: "Cave master, what should we do with you and Qiu'e? There is no other woman in the world who is willing to follow you into the mountains to become a bandit. How about we go there?

I'll find two wedding clothes for you in the city, so you can just go to the church and get married."

Dai Wang lowered his head and sharpened the knife with an expressionless face: "Don't think blindly, how can I delay her as a bandit? When she figures it out later, she will leave here."

This is a bit of a pity. Shan Bao secretly thought about how there is such a big gap between people's thoughts in people's heads. If it were Shan Bao, he would be so happy to have such a beautiful woman willing to follow him, three times a day

There are not even enough bridal chambers.

As the sky darkens and the afterglow sets to the west, the pine forest gradually sinks into night like a dark forest of spiers.

"It's getting dark, let's get ready to go back to the cave."

Dai Wang stood up and inserted the horizontal knife into the sheath on his waist. Just as he was about to turn around, a bandit suddenly shouted: "Look, someone is coming!"

He looked into the distance and saw two star-like torches in the pine forest, slowly approaching them.

The bandits who stayed on the ground raised their iron forks. If they were just two young thieves, it would be easy to deal with them.

There were indeed only two visitors, riding tall Turkic horses and holding torches in their hands.

Dai Wang lowered his head and looked down. They were both wearing barbarian felt robes with lapels. One of them had a round face, and his nose and mouth were small and blurry. The other had his head hidden in a cloak. He didn't know if his hair was bald or short.

, it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

The man reined in his horse, looked at the bandits standing in front of them, and said lightly: "I'm looking for Dai Wang and Dai Liulang."

(ps: Thanks to Ai Li’s Miracle Red for tipping.)


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