On the outskirts of the Logos, a Tibetan stupa stands in the distance, and on the horizon there are a series of towering peaks. In summer, the water and grass are lush and beautiful, and the eagle spreads its wings and soars under the clouds. A father and his daughters rode two tall and handsome black horses on a summer plateau.

Above the Red Mountain, the three nine-story buildings of the Thousand Palaces are clearly visible.

"Look, Abba, the Potala Palace in Jiabo!" The young girl, who rode the same horse with her sister, was not yet five years old before her hair was braided, and she called her father happily in the Tibetan language.

"It's not Gabo, it's Zampu," the older girl corrected earnestly in order to show her erudition, "Abala said that the strong man is called Zan, and the husband is called Pu, and that is the palace that Zampu built for Momeng." ”

Father smiled, laughing so helplessly. For he knew in his heart that ten days later, at this time, he would embark on the road to the frontier, and he would be gone for three years.

From the direction of the law, a team of horses appeared at some point, coming straight in the direction of the three of them, the father stopped, and the daughter's laughter disappeared.

"Abba, who is that?" My sister asked in a childish voice.

Father's smile froze, and the leading rider, wearing a solid gold armband, held aloft in one hand a roll of red-white brocade, which was an edict from Zampu Chizu Dezan, which looked unusually dazzling in the sunlight of the plateau. When the leading rider saw the father and daughter, he rode up to him and said something. The father felt a blur in his vision, and gradually he could not see anything, and his ears kept echoing only the staccato words of the rider.

“…… On recklessness...... Festival ......"

It's your own name, where to go? What day to go? What about my daughter? A series of questions rippled in his thoughts, but his mouth seemed to be out of his control, he couldn't spit out a word, and only the last words of the rider could be heard clearly in his ears......

“…… Victoria, departing on the same day. ”

In the fifth year of Taihe, September Yimao, the beginning of the child.

Victoria, Xuecheng County, Jie'er House.

When Ke Mang woke up, he found himself lying on the couch facing the wall, his shirt sweaty, his hands clutching the quilt tightly, and his eyes couldn't stop crying.

It's a dream, it's been seven years since I left Luo, and I'm afraid the two little girls have grown into big girls. On Ke Mang raised his hand and rubbed his moist eyes, Fang Cai's dream was too realistic, but it made him struggle to believe in today's reality.

Victoria, the "Worry-free City" of Dafan. The hour was still early, so he closed his eyes and thought quietly, wanting to fall asleep again. In the era of Bora (grandfather), legend has it that in order to seize this city, marry a girl and a soldier who defends the city, give birth to two sons, and wait for the two sons to be raised, take advantage of the night to open the city gate, enlarge the Tibetan army into the city, the Tang army's plan to recapture this state several times all failed, so the city is called "worry-free city".

Hassle-free, hassle-free...... Now the city has become a reckless nightmare, a prison that imprisons him. The political turmoil in the royal court made him stay for seven years during the original three-year Victorian Festival. And in the past seven years, in order to be able to go home as soon as possible and see his long-lost daughter, he has also made Ron Kemang live the way he hated the most.

"Jie'er?" Another person's voice appeared in the room.

Dream?

Realizing that the sound was not a dream, Ke Mang was so frightened that he immediately turned over and opened his eyes.

The person in front of him was full of unkempt hair, prostrate on the ground, and he didn't dare to look at himself, and the fur on his body had not been changed for a long time, exuding a musty smell. On Ke Mang, he recognized that this was his most trusted Han slave.

"It's so late, why did you come in?" Ron Ke Mang sat up with some disgust, picked up the couch from the end of the couch and tied it to his chest, and put on a pure gold armband.

"Jie'er, please forgive the slave sin," the Han slave said in stiff Tubo, "Jie'er has ...... There are guests. ”

"Oh," said Lun Kemang, holding his forehead with his eyes closed, "I know, it's Shang Lunzhuo's person." ”

Shang Lunzhuo's efficiency seems to be quite high. The princes and ministers of the Luo Dynasty did not drag their feet at all when it came to selling their official positions and accepting bribes.

"Back to ...... Again, no. The Han slave's voice trembled a little.

"It's Sidney who is here." The Han slave continued.

"Sidney?" On Kemang's face was suspicious, although Xi Tanmou was the person he trusted and single-handedly promoted to be the deputy envoy of Victoria, but he was also a little nervous: "What is he doing so late?" ”

"Back to the festival, he said that there is something important to report."

"Leave it to him."

"He said he had to do it himself, yes...... It's about the Don Army. ”

"Oh?" On Ke Mang wondered, Dafan and Datang had already signed an alliance, and Victoria had not seen the beacon fire for more than ten years, how could there be an important matter about the Tang Army at this time?

For the sake of safety, after being dressed, he took the Han slaves out of the dormitory and walked to the main hall of the Jie'er Mansion.

In the past seven years, Lun Kemang has been sticking to this frontier, although there are no wars like when his predecessor Jie'er was in office, but there are often traces of hidden piles of the Tang Army found in Xue City. Just last year, there was a dark pile, and Ke Mang remembered that it was called Sima Zhu, and he was uprooted with the answer to the message, and he was shown to the public in Xuecheng County, and then he obtained the peace so far.

Lun Ke Mang sighed, that is, in this year or so, in order to save enough money to buy some official positions from Shang Lunzhuo, he dismissed most of the soldiers guarding the city. And the military salaries that were greedy for ink were all given to Shang Nonzhuo as a deposit.

In the main hall, Xi Tanmou, who was blinded with an eye patch, stood behind him the stout retinue with a full beard, and the attendant was carrying a large cloth bag behind his back, and he didn't know what it contained. Ron Ke Mang noticed that both of them had sabers around their waists.

"Don't you know that you can't wear weapons when you enter the Jie'er Mansion?" He reprimanded Xi Tanmou, and at the same time secretly surprised that the guards of the Jie'er Mansion had let them in without confiscating their swords. This group of people who eat dry food will punish them tomorrow.

Xi Tanmou just put his right hand on his left chest, saluted with him, and did not reply. Ron Ke stretched his body, sat on a chair in the main hall, and raised his hand to signal, "Say, what is the matter?" ”

"It's about the Xichuan Tang Army." Xi Tanmou said, his one-eyed look can be reckless, and his heart is furious.

"I know, what's wrong with the Xichuan Tang Army?" On the recklessness of impatience.

"It's about surrender."

"Surrender?! The Don Army is going to surrender? Which state capital? "On Ke Mang's overjoyed blurt out, if he can collect even one state, with this merit alone, he doesn't need to pay a bribe to Shang Lunzhuo, and his return to Luo is just around the corner. Thinking of this, Tan Ke Mang actually felt a little excited, and couldn't help but stand up, wanting to ask carefully about the inside story of the plot.

However, what was unthinkable was that a pair of hands pressed his shoulders tightly, and his body couldn't move immediately.

He looked back in surprise and saw the face of the Han slave he trusted the most.

"You...... What are you going to do? ”

The Han slaves looked at the argument without saying a word, with a mocking smile on their faces.

I saw Xi Tanmou pacing slowly, walked to the reckless side, and leaned down. As soon as Ke Mang wanted to speak, his neck was strangled by Xi Tanmou's right hand.

"You...... You're going to rebel?! He squeezed out a sentence from his throat, and his face became hideous because of suffocation and fear.

In terms of recklessness, most of his own soldiers had left in order to escort some money. But now in the middle of the night, there should be seven or eight guards on duty in Jie'er's mansion, and he only has to raise his voice to warn, whether it is Xi Tanmou and his entourage or this rebellious Han Nu, they can't escape.

But that will only provoke Xi Tanmou to kill himself immediately, and if you are reckless, you must have a plan, and you may just want to get a piece of the military salary that you are greedy for, so everything is easy to say.

He clapped his right hand vigorously, looked at his one-eyed, and called the name of the deputy envoy of Victoria in an almost whispered voice: "Xi ...... Conspiracy! ”

Sure enough, Xi Tanmou's right hand was a little relaxed, and he felt that he had made the right bet.

"It's all good to say, do you want to be paid? I have a lot of them here. ”

Xi Tanmou let go of his hand, stood in front of him, looked at the direction of the gate of Jie'er's mansion, and said in a strong and powerful voice: "Why did I want to dismiss most of the defenders, but I didn't report to Luo Xu, it was for money. ”

Yan Kemang was a little relieved, rubbing his neck with his hands. Who is going to have trouble with money?

"This ...... Isn't this also for you and me to return to Logos as soon as possible? Go back to reunite with your family. ”

"No, you want to go back," Si Tanmou said coldly, "My family is a Benu, and Zampu has already killed my family." ”

He paused for a moment, then squeezed out a smile and said, "Xi Tanmou, I cut off your slavery and pulled you out of my hand." You see, the position of deputy envoy of the southern province of Dafan has been vacant, and if I return to Luo, I will definitely be able to ensure that you sit in that position. ”

Xi Tanmou looked at Lun Ke Mang with a smile, and with his one-eyed eye, the expression on his face was quite scary.

"The month before last, think about it carefully, do you remember what happened the month before?"

"The month before?" Lun Kemang's voice trembled and puzzled: "The month before that...... I had nothing to do the previous month. ”

Who knew that the conspiracy actually raised his head and laughed.

"yes, yes. Let me tell you, the month before last, outside Xue City, on the road out of the city to your heart, the roadside was full of rotting corpses," Xi Tanmou touched his reckless braided hair like touching a child's head: "The smell of corpses has spread to the city, and I will bring people to check on it, guess who it is?" ”

On Kemang looked at Xi Tanmou without saying a word, and swallowed his saliva.

"They are all soldiers and slaves who have been dismissed by you, and they are all starving to death." Xi Yumou's smile disappeared: "The corpses are all without thigh meat, just because this is the place where the most flesh is on the hungry ghosts......"

Tears actually flowed from Kemang's eyes, which made Xi Tanmou even more angry.

"I just want to get back sooner and see my family......"

"If you want to go back, do they want to go back?" Xi Tan conspired to talk about the reckless and reckless and roared viciously.

"Siddhi! Killing Jie'er is a rebellion, and according to the law of Dafan, you will be cut off your hands and feet to soak in wine! "It's hysterical.

"Oh?" Xi Yumou disagreed: "Then what if I descend to Tang?" ”

Xi Tanmou's words made the main hall of Jie'er Mansion suddenly fall into a terrible silence, and he didn't dare to blink at Xi Tanmou, but Xi Tanmou silently stretched out his hand to the saber on his waist, and the bearded man also looked at Lu Kemang.

"Come on!"

Seeing the opportunity recklessly, he stood up and was about to run outside Jie'er's mansion, but he didn't want to be clamped by Xi Tan's powerful big hand.

"Don't worry, are you looking for these guards?"

On Ke Mang turned back in horror, and as soon as Xi Tanmou's words fell, I saw the bearded man slam the cloth bag behind him to the ground, and several heads rolled out of it, and a pungent smell of blood followed, invading Lu Ke Mang's mouth and nose, making him churn in his stomach pouch for a while, and spit it out directly.

Sidney laughed, and the laughter was a little subtle. Because of fear, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up, only to feel that suddenly a thin rope tightly strangled his throat.

It hurts, it hurts......

He fell to the ground, his eyes blurred, and he saw that his most trusted Han slave was strangled with a bowstring, and the force was so great that he felt as if his head was about to leave. And Si Tanmou's laughter was hideous, ringing in his ears incessantly......

After his eyes went completely black, he seemed to see his daughters beckoning to him, and the two of them were galloping on the plateau outside the city, and the happy laughter seemed to resound in the sky......