I see.

It seems that they still don't know much about the twists and turns of the court.

This holy one has thought so thoroughly.

It turns out that a good monarch wants to make his subordinates loyal, which requires not only absolute power, but also appeasement of his subordinates.

When they returned to the inn, it was already the end of the night, and they were about to leave for Northern Xinjiang in a few days, and they needed to rest and recuperate, so they didn't continue to chat, and went upstairs to rest.

Zheng Qicheng was killed, they naturally needed to leave on the same day, and when Shangguan Yinling was packing up, he only heard his father complaining to his mother again.

"The saint is really excessive, last time he promised me not to let Ling Er trek through mountains and rivers to investigate the case, and recently sent Ling Er to the northern Xinjiang, isn't this a slap in the face? My Shangguan family is such a lone seedling, is it possible that the Liang family has exhausted the good years of the children's love for them? ”

Hearing this, Shangguan Yinling couldn't help but sigh, he hadn't listened to his father's nagging for several months, but now when he went home and listened to it, he felt very warm.

"How can you not have the slightest spirit of a prime minister? Our Ling'er is the pillar of the country, for the world to solve the unjust case, the people in the eyes of the gods, naturally have to share the worries for the court, the saint depends on our Ling'er, that is our Ling'er is excellent, why are you not happy? The love of children or something, when the time comes, Ling Er will naturally take it to heart. ”

The mother was preaching to her father outside, and after a long time, the husband and wife sorted out their mood and entered the Shangguan drinking room.

"Ling'er, can you pack up your things? The northern Xinjiang is not as hot and dry as the south, and the clothes do not have to be too heavy. ”

As she spoke, Mrs. Shangguan patted Shangguan Yinling's burden, while Lord Shangguan stood aside and sighed.

Madame Shangguan glanced at Lord Shangguan quickly, and he immediately stopped.

"Ling'er, dedication to the country is the tradition of our Shangguan family, don't worry about me and your mother, my father is still in good health, take good care of this family."

Hearing his father say this, Shangguan couldn't help but laugh.

"The father is righteous, and the son admires."

Mrs. Shangguan just laughed, not piercing Xianggong's boasting.

"Ling'er, it's been more than two months since you went to Baozhou this time, I heard that you have made a lot of friends, and when you come back from northern Xinjiang, you want to bring your friends back as guests, and my mother will let the kitchen make delicious food."

Mrs. Shangguan knocked on the side and tried Shangguan Yinling, and Lord Shangguan would also be interested, staring at Shangguan Yinling's reaction.

"One or two of them are very noisy, and my mother is not annoyed." Shangguan Yinling replied with a slight smile.

"Is that the woman Ling Er likes? Bring it back with you so that I can meet your father. ”

At this time, the two elders who had always been steady also showed curious looks, and Shangguan Yinling paused slightly: "Mother don't say this, the matter of marriage, my son doesn't want to think about it for the time being." ”

The two of them couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Sometimes having a son who is too independent-minded is not all a good thing.

Early the next morning, the group met at the noon gate, and the saint also came to see him off.

"Shangguan Aiqing, have a good trip, go early and return early."

"Yes."

The group set off on horseback and headed north.

Because of the special climate in northern Xinjiang, they left the youngest Liang Song and the eldest old man in the inn, and the remaining five people took a team of elites from the Special Case Division and went to Northern Xinjiang quickly.

The territory of northern Xinjiang is vast, and after walking north from Dujing for two days, it is almost to the boundary of northern Xinjiang.

As soon as you enter the northern Xinjiang, you will be surrounded by the boundless Gobi and the desert, if you say that there are still some plants and trees in the northern Xinjiang, you will not be able to see the green at all after walking in for half a day.

As far as the eye can see, there is yellow sand.

"My lord, have we entered the Northern Frontier?"

"It's just the borderlands."

Northern Xinjiang is different from other state cities, its area occupies a quarter of the entire beam, but because of the harsh climate, the local people have a very difficult road to get rich, and they have always relied on the help and policies of the imperial court to make a fortune.

The climate of northern Xinjiang is very special, just enter northern Xinjiang, you will pass through a section of the Gobi Desert, after this Gobi Desert to the inside, is the endless prairie.

This is also the main reason why Northern Xinjiang has become the imperial court's war horse breeding place, the grass and grain here, because of its unique climatic conditions, is incomparable to any other place, plus the vast territory, the war horse herd can run freely on this grassland, and the trained war horse is excellent in physical endurance.

However, this grassland does not occupy most of the northern part of Xinjiang.

Because further north of the grassland, there is a large desert, and the yellow sand is so long that not even a bird has ever flown over.

It is rumored that further north of the yellow sand, it is the bitter cold land of the extreme north, and I heard that the ice there does not melt all year round, and the living cannot survive in that place at all, so although it is the land of Daliang, there is no garrison to guard it.

The northern region is vast and sparsely populated, and most of the people live in the grasslands with relatively mild conditions, even the Miao people live on the border of the grasslands bordering the northern desert.

"When you get to the green place, you can be regarded as the real northern Xinjiang." Shangguan Yinling put his eyes in the distance, and from their direction, there was the Gobi Desert as far as the eye could see, and the green land was out of reach, "Prepare water and food, and you are going to enter the Gobi Desert." ”

The group rode into the Gobi Desert, and after a long day of hot sun, they finally saw the shadow of the grassland.

Duan Lang was already desperate at the moment.

"It's not going to be a mirage."

They walked for half a day, feeling more tearful than they had walked for the previous two days, and the sun was on the gravel floor, almost roasting them to jerky.

"No, we're here soon."

In the distance, the unique flag of northern Xinjiang flutters in the air, telling travelers not to despair, the land of hope lies ahead.

There are many lizards running by the roadside, and vultures flying overhead, and the Gobi Desert, which is as quiet as a dead place, is a place of death that many people are afraid of.

By the end of the race, the horses were a little tired.

Finally, before sunset, they set foot on the grassy land.

But now they're in new trouble.

It was green, there was no sign of human activity, eagles flew in the sky, but there were no grazing horses on the grass.

"There's no one in the north of Xinjiang, so we won't sleep on this grassland tonight, right?" Duan Lang glanced into the distance from afar, and under the somewhat dim sky, there was a quiet grassland.

The group rode back for nearly ten miles, and saw more dense grass and horse manure on the ground.

This shows that this is already a place where the ethnic people in northern Xinjiang are more active.

A little further inside, there may be tents where people from northern Xinjiang live.

In the distance, there seemed to be a long singing voice.