Chapter 167: Langton Returns

Qu Zi sang in "Nine Songs", Le Mo is happy to know each other, and sad is sad to part.

It has been nearly seven years since he followed his grandfather to get involved in business and went out of Yangguan, although he has not yet done a business.

But all the sorrows, hatreds, joys and sorrows in this world have almost been experienced.

In the past, people who were heavier than daughters, whether they were blood relatives, pink beauties, or old people in the rivers and lakes, dispersed with the wind like clouds in the sky, which was indeed the greatest suffering in life.

As Buddhism says: All dharmas arise from causes, and all dharmas perish due to causes.

If the edge comes, it gathers, and when it goes, it disperses. Without him, fate is also!

Many days have passed since the agreed return date with Brother Langton, and he still hasn't seen this old man riding south.

Could it be that there was something wrong on the way to Lan Clan City?

When we went west to Rome, whether it was the Wakhan Mountains, or the Great Xia Ancient Road, or the Salang Pass, it was a rare dangerous road in the world!

The day of Langton's return was the season of snowfall on the Green Ridge Ice Field.

Not to mention the danger of the mountain and the road, and the single horse carries so many gold coins with him, if he encounters a thief who robs the house on the road, it will be over.

You should send a few brothers to escort him back to his hometown! I regret my momentary oversight.

Brother Langton has served my family faithfully for so many years, and on the way west, in the midst of the blood and blood of the Canaanite uprising, he cared for our brother and sister like a kind father and brother.

If such an old fellow gets lost, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life.

Every day, I led Gu Landuo, Qin Chong, Sha Mihan and others to ride westward along the ancient road from Khotan to Yache, hoping to welcome the returning big brother Langton.

But every time they were disappointed, Brother Langton and his Dawan Divine Horse never returned to everyone's sight.

I was already desperate, and when I discussed with Uncle Su about going through Gaofu City, we still went our separate ways.

Uncle Su led the team to Fulousha as originally planned, and I led a few people to Lan Clan City to find Brother Langton.

This old fellow walked the southern road of Khotan, passing through the mountains of the Green Mountains, Puli, and Shache, and we could meet on the road.

I am worried that he took the northern route through the ancient road of Daxia, Shule, and Qiuzi to Yumen Pass, and then went south back to Khotan.

This east-west ancient road is a series of oases, and there are many caravans passing by, which is far less dangerous than the Green Ridge Ice Field.

In that case, we're going to be in the opposite direction.

However, Brother Langton has always been a trustworthy person, and this time he did not return on schedule, probably because of the bad luck on the way.

While all the members of the caravan were worried about Brother Langton's non-return, a Sassanid Persian caravan from the east took up residence at my inn and brought with it a letter from old Langton.

The general meaning of the letter is that he has found his long-lost family and brother in the oasis along the water.

Finally reunited with his relatives, and as he grew old, he was unable to continue to follow me in the rivers and lakes, and begged me to forgive him for his breach of contract and infidelity.

A hanging heart has finally fallen, and I am really happy for Brother Langton to be able to find my relatives in my twilight years! How can you blame him.

This old fellow may be afraid that I will go to visit him, and he can't bear the loneliness and go out again, and the papyrus paper does not even indicate where he now lives at home.

There is no such thing as an indispersible feast in the world, and it seems that the fate of our master and servant in this life can only go so far.

During his stay in the Golan Ranch in Eastern Rome, Gulando's father-daughter bond with Old Langton had already begun.

After she saw the letter, tears rained down, and she went crazy to go to Lan City immediately to find this old fellow.

She thought that this letter was fake, and that Old Langton could not write such a letter to his family, and that he must have been forced to return.

The leader of the Persian caravan, Mr. Glenn, vouched for all his wealth and faith, and he had seen Brother Langton in the inn of Lamb City

This letter was dictated by the elder Langton, and he wrote it himself.

In the face of Gulando's questioning, the Persian warrior's eyes widened and his voice roared like a tiger, and he almost drew his Persian long sword to fight us.

Persian merchants have always regarded honor and credit as more precious than life, and they have the fierce style of "soldiers can be killed but not humiliated" in the Han land.

He tore off the corner of his cloak and ordered his fellow men to fetch a pen, and copied old Langton's letter on this piece of linen.

The same Sogdian tadpole script, the same handwriting, all misunderstandings were completely resolved.

With ten jars of camel milk wine and two roasted whole sheep, Kuzhina expressed our apologies and sincere thanks to Mr. Glenn.

Everyone in the business world knew that the rivers and lakes were dangerous and unpredictable, and this Sassanid Persian gentleman also expressed his understanding, and everyone made peace with each other, and became close friends ever since.

Shamihan, Qin Chong and others and I also promised Gulando that in the future, even if we go to the entire Fushui Oasis and the entire Khorasan region, we will find the old Langton family.

This old man has abandoned us, but we cannot abandon him in this life.

Duo'er slowly stopped, and Langton's departure from the team came to an end.

During the Buddha's Birthday, under the control of my wife Kurina, Qin Chong and his heartfelt little sister Kulia, Liu Zhen'er and my inn's Daxia orphan girl Yinglan Gebu finally tied the knot.

On the day of the wedding, the entire Qingfengze Inn was lit up, and it was even more lively than when I got married

The four newcomers were all orphans who had fallen to the end of the world, so Uncle Su came forward as the female patriarch, and Master Dugu recommended himself as the male elder.

As the maiden sister, according to the folk customs of the Tocharian tribes in the Western Regions, Ku Zhina personally led the camel and sent the two little sisters to the temporary wooden house built by Qin Chong and Liu Zhen'er.

These two former Han orphans, my good brothers, and heroes who swallowed mountains and rivers in front of the two armies, were full of gratitude, and knelt down in the direction of the Eastern Tuhan Kingdom.

There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great.

Although the bloody rivers and lakes have made their hearts as solid as a rock, they never know what home is.

But marrying a wife, having children, and spreading branches and leaves has always been the greatest wish of these two old fellows in this life.

Now that I have fulfilled my wish, I have re-remembered the love of my parents in heaven, and my homeland in the east where I was annihilated in the loess and weeds.

I couldn't help but feel sad and wept.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the two, I had a feeling of depression that wanted to laugh wildly.

These two old guys are no longer the melon babies of the past, they have already seen the spring of the world, but today they are like innocent children.

"Two brothers! Don't cry on your wedding day! All laughing! Look up to the sky and laugh! Hahaha! ”

I helped Qin Chong,

Liu Zhen'er smiled comfortably on her shoulder, I have gone through calamities in the past few years on my westward journey, and I have tossed thousands of backs and turns in the ghost gate.

They can have today's consummation, as the young master and the elder brother of the Han family, I am also very grateful.

"Small jasper such as Kulia and Yinglan Gebu have long been ripe, so if you don't pick them today, when will you wait!" I whispered something in the ears of the two of them at the wrong time.

I wanted to use the luxurious and gorgeous words within "Fan Dai gallops down, hair is messy", "Love is comfortable with love during the day, and dreams are handed over to the king at night", and life and death brothers like Sha Mihan, Sa Bing, and Nimi are good at playing tricks on these two demon kings of the world.

How could there be a lonely master present, so he didn't dare to make a mistake, and took back the arrogant state that had just come out of the body.

This master of Eastern Confucianism has always hated those Xuanyan singers since the late Han Dynasty, Wei and Jin Dynasties.

And after Qin Chong and Liu Zhen'er listened to my words, their faces became faster than the flowing clouds in the sky.

Immediately turned sadness into joy, got up and dressed up.

Leading our group of young and old ladies and musicians, plus all the singers and musicians in my inn, they greeted their newlyweds with singing and dancing on the side of the poplar forest next to the ancient road.

The two newcomers, Kulia and Cherry Langebu, were supported by the female companions and walked to their wishful side.

April of the summer calendar is the season when the wind and the sun are warm and the flowers are in full bloom in the southern part of our Western Regions.

The sun is shining, and the golden sand dunes along the roadside make for the perfect wedding scene.

Uncle Suder, who represents the patriarch of the Western Regions Wind Woman, smiled and handed over the second half of the wedding to Master Dugu.

"Marriage, the way of the world, the beginning of humanity!"

Master Dugu is wearing a purple brocade spring robe sewn for him by Gu Landuo himself today, looking festive and vibrant.

He lit the sandalwood incense and chanted aloud.

All the people of our Qingfeng Ze Homeland now regard Mr. as half a saint, and as soon as this gentleman spoke, the originally cheerful crowd immediately calmed down.

"Although the people of the Han family are in a foreign country in the Western Regions, the ancestral rituals cannot be abandoned! The wedding is the religion of the saints, and the foundation of the ceremony! Two newlywed teenagers, please follow the guidance of Lao Suo! ”

After Dugu finished speaking, he kindly waved his hands at Qin Chong and invited them.

"Respect heaven and earth!"

"Saints!"

"Respect the ancestors!"

"To my parents!"

Although he had consulted the process and rules of the Han wedding from Master Dugu in advance, he had also gone through many rehearsals.

But with the solemn singing of the gentleman, the four newlyweds still bowed in a hurry, which attracted a laugh from the crowd.

"Two couples, holding hands today, heaven and earth are proof! Grow old together, never lose each other! You're going to have to make a note of it! ”

The gentleman finally sat back on the chair solemnly as a Han family member, accepted the bowing of the newlyweds, and admonished him earnestly.

"The younger generation remembers the teachings of Mr.!" The four of them replied in unison in Chinese with different accents.

"Finish! Played! Handle! Enter the cave room! ”

Dugu Master may be thinking about the barbecue and wine that have been placed in the courtyard of the inn, or the noisy frolicking of the spectators makes him unwilling to host any longer.

The remaining processes of the Han marriage system ended hastily, and the ancient Han customs such as family rites, hair ties, and lawsuits and poems were not mentioned.