Everything has a countermeasure, Xiang Gong immediately took action, after Mengqin was planted, the surrounding soil quickly compacted, but when the soil dried up to a certain extent, the water seemed to have been fixed.

In the accelerated growth of the plantation space, the growth rate of the sarcoma is simply visible to the naked eye, needless to say, this must be used to store water, it seems that he is really used to the dry living environment.

Da Zeyun was more troublesome, after planting to the side of the stream, Xiang Gong actually saw a root and whisker, sticking out of the soil by the creek, all the way into the water, what was shocking was that Xiang Gong actually found that the water level of the creek seemed to have dropped by three inches.

Oh my God, how much water absorption does this have to be? The dense roots are the best proof.

However, fortunately, the growth rate of the roots slowed down, which proved Xiang Gong's judgment, Da Zeyun was just greedy for water, and did not turn the environment into a desert terrain, it seems that he just likes water.

The hollow valley orchid that was planted in the end was more miserable, and Xiang Gong didn't know how to plant flowers in the gravel, so he had no choice but to throw a bunch of seeds into the pile of small gravel piled up.

It's a pity that even in the accelerated state of the plantation space, Xiang Gong didn't see any obvious signs of the growth of the hollow valley orchid.

Forget it, let's put it for now, the plantation space has been expanded again, and it needs to be sorted out.

Weeding, loosening, watering, re-putting drip pipes, everything seems to be going very well.

The dozens of flowers and plants that originally grew were eliminated from the parts that did not rise well, and the land was freed up to plant 300 kinds of flowers and plants that were still lacking.

When everything was cleaned up, there were already flowers and plants ripe, Xiang Gong according to Zhu Fengchun's needs, some picked flowers, some picked fruits, and some cut branches and stems, which could not be used if they were not picked at the same time, Xiang Gong had to put them away by himself, anyway, there might be other uses in the future.

It's a pity that the three most critical flowers and plants have not moved, but they are constantly expanding their root systems.

But Xiang Gong didn't dare to leave, for fear of missing the short flowering period.

Xiang Gong was happy to be "idle" in the plantation, but the people outside had already fried the pot.

Everyone found that Xiang Gong was missing, and they were in a hurry to look around, and the Gao family seemed to have a suspicion that Xiang Gong had done something, so he ran away.

There are also the same suspicions, as well as the Wusizang monks, but they feel that they want to learn the mysteries of Xiang Gong's Zen Buddhism, so they scared people away, in addition to self-blame, they also gave birth to a little contempt.

The last person to suspect Xiang Gong's escape was Princess Akina, the little girl who tasted what it was like to be concerned for the first time, and since the third day Xiang Gong disappeared, she had lost her sweet smile in the past.

Am I doing something wrong? Or said something so scared him away?

Princess Akina asks herself similar questions every day, but these girls' thoughts cannot be easily told to others, so that everyone can only guess from Akina's frowning brows that she seems to have lost something important.

However, this was not the culmination of Xiang Gong's speculation, and all doubts were ignited when a large contingent of Turkic cavalry entered the Imperial City of Uszambi.

"You mean, a big living person, just disappeared before your eyes without a trace?" A man with a face as deep as water asked the group of Uszang royals who were kneeling on the ground.

His voice was not loud, a little hoarse, as if his throat was filled with the yellow sand of the Gobi Desert, but just like that, it also made the people of the Uszang royal family tremble.

"Lord Khan, this is absolutely true, Lang Ri will never dare to hide anything from Lord Khan." An Uszang nobleman kneeling on the ground said tremblingly.

With a "snap", the middle-aged man on the seat suddenly stood up, slapped his big hand on the throne handle, and clenched his fists tightly.

"Langri Songzan Zampu, Jieli came to Lingshan from the vast Gobi, but not to hear how you lost people, I only give you ten years to rummage through Wusizang, and you have to find out this Xiang Gong for me."

Zampu is the name of the supreme ruler of Uszang, however, the supreme ruler of Tibet is now reduced to a small Uzampu of the Tibetan state because of the great battle in front of the Great Snow Mountain eighteen years ago, which is really a great irony.

And the middle-aged man in front of him was the Jieli Khan who had been chasing Xiang Gong here for thousands of miles.

Jieli is not his original name, just his Khan name, but after being called for a long time, Jieli only remembers his Khan name, but has long forgotten his real name.

Taking a deep breath, Jieli Khan felt that everything was still under his control, and he was still the Jieli Khan who roamed the Western Regions, and no one was able to defeat him......

Suddenly, Jieli Khan had a headache, no, now he is not invincible, and the Xiang Gong who has escaped again and again from the Turkic horse's hooves and strong crossbows!

"Father Khan......" A somewhat choked voice suddenly sounded outside the palace, and Jieli Khan's tiger eyes widened, looking at a figure as white as the snow of the sacred mountain, breaking into his sight.

"Are you...... Akina? Jieli Khan asked suspiciously, who could hear what he was restraining himself.

"Father Khan ......" Aqina's voice has changed from choking to sobbing, more than ten years, how many gray hairs has her father Khan had in the past ten years, does he still know himself?

"Huh, Langri Songzan Zampu, you go down first, don't worry, Jieli's promise is like an eternal sacred mountain, it will never change, as long as the time comes, Jieli will definitely help you quell the rebellion and recover Tibet." Jieli Khan's voice was like a bell, and every word was loud.

Langri Songtsen listened, prostrate on the ground, and after performing the highest Tibetan etiquette, he picked up the two children and walked towards the outside of the hall.

"Abba, why do we want him to recover Tibet? Who is that Xiang Gong? A little boy who was just in his teens pulled by Langri Songzan asked as he walked.

Langri Songzan looked panicked when he heard this, covered the little boy's mouth, took two steps, and ran out as if he had escaped.

He ran a long way before letting go of the little boy who had been struggling and said: "We are very weak now, so we must use the power of Jieli Khan to recover Tibet, as for Xiang Gong...... He was the messenger of the Buddha. ”

When Langri Songtsan mentioned Xiang Gong, his eyes were full of respect, Tubo believed in Buddhism the most, and Xiang Gong's big show at the dialectic conference had already reached Langri Songtsan's ears.

"Abba, we in Tibet also had heroes like the sacred mountain, and we don't need to rely on the strength of others, we can recover Tibet!" When the little boy spoke, he faintly exuded a powerful momentum, but unfortunately he was still young, and the momentum could not last after all.

Langri Songtsan looked at the arrogant little boy, shook his head and said: "Songtsan Gampo, you are still young, you still don't understand many things, I just hope that the messenger of the Buddha will not bring bloody wind and rain to the fragile Usizang......"

When Songtsen Gampo heard this, he pursed his lips disdainfully and muttered: "Hmph, I'll go to the messenger of the Buddha and ask him to tell the Buddha that Songtsen Gampo himself can recover Tibet!" ”

And the messenger of the Buddha in their mouths was dozing off at the moment, but suddenly a shiver woke up.