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As he spoke, Danba had already led a dozen maids to stand in a line behind the crowd, each of whom had a ruler-long incense stick in his hand. Na Simo turned around and pointed to these maids and said to Lai Xing'er: "All the Han women in Na's mansion are here, and when the incense pillars in their hands are burned out, whether the little prince can answer or not, he can pick two of his favorite ones to take away." Light incense. ”

A pillar of incense was lit, and the small courtyard of Nafu was filled with a faint green smoke, and the yaks seemed to be unaccustomed to the smell of incense and candles, and from time to time let out a few low calls.

Lai Xing'er tried to suppress the pounding heartbeat, walked past the maids one by one, and searched one by one with her eyes, but she never found her mother.

"Only one of these yaks in the courtyard is a mother and child, can you find them?" Lai Xing'er's mind kept ringing Nasimo's words, and at the same time he wanted to say another sentence himself: "There is also a mother and son among the people in this courtyard, Mother, where are you?" He turned back and walked past the group of maids again, still not seeing his mother. At this time, the incense in the hands of the maids had burned a long way.

"Why, didn't the little prince take a look? Time is running out. Seeing that Lai Xing'er didn't say a word, Nasimo just kept circling around the group of maids and asked curiously.

Shang Jing also held his breath nervously and looked at Lai Xing'er anxiously, he really couldn't tell whether Lai Xing'er would bring him a surprise or a disappointment.

"General. Please order a few calves to be led outside the courtyard first. Lai Xing'er finally spoke.

"Do as the little prince instructs." Nasimo commanded with a raised voice.

Five or six small yaks were led out of the yard by the servants. There were only six cows left in the yard munching on the grass on the ground.

"Let's take the lead first." Lai Xing'er said again.

One of the weakest yaks was led in.

Lai Xing'er Huo Ran turned around. Naza, a young samurai standing by the door, made a sword-swinging and slashing motion, and shouted, "You, take a knife and kill it." ”

While Nazha was still hesitating, Lai Xing'er pulled out the steel knife hanging from his waist and pounced on the skinny yak. Everyone was stunned by his sudden move, and when he came back to his senses, Lai Xing'er had already arrived in front of the little yak, and he raised the knife in his hand. If you make a move, you will fall to the calf. Naju couldn't bear to witness this bloody scene, so he closed his eyes in fright and muttered Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, as if he wanted to give birth to the poor calf.

After a moment, Naju heard a calm voice say, "Okay, it's okay." Let's take the next step in. When she opened her eyes, she saw the little yak being led out of the courtyard by the servants, unscathed.

"Wonderful. The little prince's intention to use the cow's licking of calves to distinguish the only mother and son is indeed a clever idea. Na admired. The rest don't have to try, these cows will be given to the little prince. "After all, Nasimo is a battle-hardened and brave general, and he will make a move. He understood that Lai Xing'er wanted to use the method of slaughtering calves to stimulate the cow's calf protection and force the cow to take the initiative to come out and recognize the child.

It's a wonderful way. But there is also a great risk: if several cows come forward together, or if the cows repeatedly see their calves slaughtered, see through the true intentions of the schemers, and stop pushing forward, this is no longer effective. It was with this extra level of possibility in mind that Nasimo opened his mouth early to admit defeat.

For some reason, at the moment when Lai Xing'er unexpectedly pulled out Naza's saber and rushed towards the cow, Nasimo felt a trace of timidity in his heart as never before. Although this little prince of Middle-earth, who met for the first time, seemed to be cowardly, but the moment he turned to draw his sword, Nasimo spied out from the two rays of light in his eyes that this was a descendant with infinite potential, and his wit, courage and courage were far from being comparable to those two envoys sent by Emperor Dayan.

Thus, almost in the blink of an eye, Nashima made a striking change, which was to admit defeat decisively, leaving room for future dealings with each other.

Lai Xing'er held a knife in his hand, stood in the courtyard, indifferently facing the fleeting victory. His gaze unconsciously slipped to the group of maids, and even though he knew that his mother was not among them, he still hoped for a miracle.

"General, are they all here?" Lai Xing'er asked such a sentence without boundaries.

"Huh?" Lai Xing'er's words aroused Na Si'er's alarm, and he stared at Lai Xing'er and asked, "Could it be that the little prince has some old people hidden in Na's mansion, so that the little prince has been haunted again and again?" ”

When Shang Jing came forward to come forward and generously donated money to redeem the Han woman forcibly captured by Nasimo, he first thought that Laixing'er used a soft and hard method to insinuate Nasimo for invading the border and robbing the people was unjust, and when Nasimo admitted defeat in public, Lai Xing'er was still diligent in a handmaiden, Shang Jing felt that something was wrong, and there seemed to be something hidden in it, so there is no need for the general to think about this question. Now that the night is dark, Your Highness, it is better for us to say goodbye to the general, so as not to worry about Lord Lin alone in the pavilion. ”

Lai Xing'er traveled thousands of miles, just to find his mother, and now once his wish is disappointed, he can't help but be discouraged, lose interest in everything around him, and just stand there stunned and nod his head mechanically, silent.

Na Yu saw that Lai Xing'er was about to leave, and his brother had no intention of staying, so he said to Shang Jing: "My sister and I haven't seen each other for many days, and I have to stay in my brother's mansion for a day. ”

Shang Jing was about to answer, but he hurriedly walked in from outside the gate of Nafu, and said loudly to Lai Xing'er and Shang Jing: "Zhang is late for his tour of the city, and His Royal Highness King Lao Mu and his father-in-law have been waiting for a long time. "It turned out that Zhang Liang arrived.

Shang Jing was worried that Zhang Liang would recognize Xing'er, so he deliberately sank his face and said to Nasimo: "Thank you for the general's kindness, our family will leave." With that, he walked a few steps and pulled Xing'er, and the two of them walked around Zhang Liang and walked out of the door.

Zhang Liang was originally quite reluctant to meet with the imperial court envoys, so he hid out under the pretext of patrolling the city, he had met with Qian Dashun in front of the Nafu Gate, and at this moment he had no time to open the handwritten letter of Furong, and he had no intention of entanglement with Lai and Shang, so he hugged his fists and bowed, let Lai and Shang walk by, and only said to the backs of the two: "Zhang Liang sends His Royal Highness King Mu." ”

Lai Xing'er followed Shang Jing to the door of Nafu in a daze, and suddenly heard Zhang Liang report his name, and subconsciously glanced back, but unexpectedly he was looking at Zhang Liang, and both of them were taken aback. Lai Xing'er hurriedly lowered his head and stepped up his steps and walked out of Nafu.

When Xing'er's figure disappeared from sight, Zhang Liangcai muttered in a low voice: "How can he be King Mu!" ”

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )