surnamed Wang

Chapter 484 Realm
After gagging the screaming Xiao Na, the three of Wang Bingquan headed north all the way. When they passed a small town, they bought a commoner dress and a maroon horse for a Beitu woman who was all eye-catchingly dressed.

Wang Qianshan had already had enough of the old army horse with the brain in his crotch, and he wanted to sell it to a horse dealer and exchange it for a new one. He was killed to eat meat, so out of kindness, he gave the ink to his son, and rode the army horse himself.

Old Ma Xu had a good sense of humanity, and he was extremely obedient in the hands of Wang Gangquan. He never disobeyed control, and sometimes he refused to slow down and rest even though he was out of breath from exhaustion.

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The three walked for three days, and finally saw the shadow of Ruzhou City. The young man remembered what he had seen and heard on the road, and said:

"I heard that the Confucian general is Xiao Na's sworn brother. Will the soldiers who escaped tell him what happened halfway?"

"Do they think they didn't die fast enough?" Wang Gingquan smiled, "In my opinion, these gangsters who are greedy for life and fear of death will probably say that they encountered a large group of bandits on the way, that General Xiao died in the line of duty, and so on. Regardless of this kind of head-hungry matter, I dare not say it even if I kill them."

"Father is really sure that Xiao Na died like this?"

"Did you get infected by those North Turkistan deserters? Why are you so afraid of the future? It would be better if Fatty Xiao died. If he didn't die, I'm afraid the end would be even more miserable."

The rain of arrows shot in the forest before was indeed done by Wang Bingquan, but the trap that lifted Xiao Na was set up by the bandits who followed them. Not long after Wang Bingquan and the others left, those bandits came to pick up the "trophy".

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Although the young man still had doubts in his heart, he had already been lectured enough on this journey. He really didn't want to make himself feel uncomfortable anymore, so he obediently kept his mouth shut.

Wang Gangquan glanced at his son, Xu realized that he had indeed gone too far these days, and said in a relaxed tone:

"Qianshan, don't blame me for nagging my father. When I was young, my father was more fearless than you. He dared to single-handedly take on [-] enemy troops.

With 3 people, even if they only roll rolls, they can count for a full day.

Later, after suffering a lot, I gradually learned to be good, and I also understood that I can use my brain and try not to do anything. If I show the courage of a man for a while, I can kill ten or hundreds of people, but is it possible that I can kill thousands of people?

Of course, if you have the ability of a fairy and can poke a hole in the sky at once, then take my words as farting. "

After Wang Gingquan finished speaking earnestly, the other party didn't listen at all, and after a while the young man understood:

"Just now when Dad said that he could single out 3 people alone, my son didn't doubt it. After all, not long ago, you forced 30 North Turkistan troops to withdraw, but as Father said, this is not something human can do, so all of this must be You said resourcefulness.

What my father said is right, if you just rely on brute force, you will not be able to defeat a 30 army even if you die hundreds of times. "

"Uh, actually you misunderstood, these two times were indeed... Forget it, as long as you are happy."

Wang Gangquan wanted to explain it, but the other party was willing to accept it humbly, so he decided not to do such superfluous things.

The boy continued to ask:

"Father, tell me the truth, if you divide it by the martial arts in the Jianghu, what is your realm?"

Wang Gangquan thought carefully for a while, and replied:

"Martial Saint Realm. Strictly speaking, it is much higher than the Martial Saint. It should be an immortal. Do you understand the immortal? Sun Houzi, the kind who can make a big disturbance in the heavenly palace."

"I know, Journey to the West, Tang Monk learns the scriptures, the king of the daughter country, the white-haired mouse spirit, the spider spirit, children have heard it since childhood... Well, let's go to the city, I'm hungry."

After the young man finished speaking, he drove his horse towards Confucian City. Seeing his appearance, Wang Gingquan realized that the boy had started to fool himself again, so he hurriedly waved his horsewhip to follow:

"Slow down, father, I'm not bragging. Let me tell you about the glorious battle back then. Although there were no monsters and ghosts, it was still very exciting. Oh boy, slow down, why did you still run up... Little bastard! I stop!"

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The 30 North Turkistan Army finally figured out the boundaries of the Fourteen Prefectures of Wuyou after several days of trekking. The North Turkistan army stopped ten miles north of Ruzhou. Battelle looked back at the city buildings behind him and remained silent.

The Eldest Princess Dayan Dolan stepped forward and said calmly:
"Why, don't you want to?"

"How can you give up the 200 years of Beiyuan plus the 50 years of the Dayan family's foundation?"

Pu Wen, who was on the side, heard the conversation between the two, and interrupted:

"It's not our thing, but it's just returned to the original owner. Seeing that you are still sentimental."

Park Wen had longed for the Central Plains before, and after living in the dynasty for so many years, he now looked at the relationship between the two dynasties with less obsession with the authorities. Although his words were a little harsh, the Dayan family aunt and nephew couldn't find any reason to refute.

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Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yao Jian smoothed things over and said:
"Northern Turkistan has governed the fourteen states for more than two hundred years, and there are always some feelings, and it is reasonable to be reluctant. Yao made his own claim on this matter, and it was my fault."

His words can be regarded as expressing the feelings of Battelle. Since the withdrawal of the army, the new Khan of North Turkistan has rarely talked with the first counselor of North Turkistan. It is not because the relationship between the two is not good. People are both teachers and friends, even absurd to the point of sharing erotic pictures together.

It's just that the times have changed, and both sides have their own considerations. It is difficult for Yao Jian to treat Battelle, who has supreme power, as a child like before, and Battelle, who is a courtier, Yao Qingyi, has lost a lot of intimacy.

Dayan Dolan saw all this, but he was helpless.

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Battelle ordered 30 people to rest on the spot, and they themselves found a place to sit on the sunny hillside.

It was noon at this moment, and everyone was so hungry that their stomachs were crowing. While eating dry food that could choke to death, they drank water and went down.Only Pu Wen was an exception. He took out a lump of mud from nowhere, picked up a stone and smashed the loess, and the chicken smell mixed with the fragrance of lotus leaves immediately spread around.

Pu Wen didn't even want to pretend to be polite with the people around him, so he picked up the whole roast chicken and gnawed it, making his mouth water.

The aunt and nephew of the Dayan family belonged to the royal family, and they still had some spirits. They took a glance and looked away, pretending not to see it, but Yao Jian didn't pay much attention. He leaned over and said with a smile:
"King of the South Court, can you give me a chicken drumstick?"

"Give."

Pu Wen directly tore off a chicken leg with soup and passed it over. Yao Qingyi took it and ate it slowly. After eating the whole chicken leg, he still seemed not satisfied, and said cheekily:
"That, chicken wings and chicken butt."

"Give, give."

Pu Wen had almost finished eating at the moment, stuffed the remaining half of the chicken into the opponent's arms, then stood up, stretched and walked to the side.

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Yao Qingyi smiled slightly, brought the roast chicken back to the aunt and nephew, and said:

"Dolan, your favorite chicken wings, Khan, your favorite chicken butt."

"When have I ever eaten chicken butt?"

Dayan Dolan covered his mouth and smiled, while Battelle's eyes widened.

Not far away, Pu Wen looked to the south with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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(End of this chapter)