Chapter 52: Pastoral (Part II)

Duan Xiushi was in charge of the most rigorous military law, and more than 1,000 Yanqi Town athletes were not allowed to enter the Grange, but camped outside the village. Instead of marching, he still asked his soldiers to erect fences and dig trenches, just as they did in wartime.

Along the way from Shule to Qiuzi, Duan Xiushi had already established his prestige, and no one dared to disobey his orders.

Seeing Kang Qingqing get down from the carriage, Gao Qianqian made a naughty grimace at Ma Lan, but then more than a dozen Sogdian beauties came down from the carriage in a row, and Gao Qianqian's face immediately changed.

"Didn't you say you'd bring one back?" Gao Qianqian looked at Ma Lan and said angrily.

Ma Lan laughed dryly, pointed at Kang Qingqing and said, "This is your sister, is it the rest...... It was a slave I caught in the river. ”

"Since they are slaves, I will give them to other generals tomorrow. Anyway, we need to befriend them now, and in the future, you will need the support of these people to guard Anxi. One for each general, they must be happy. Gao Qianqian said. She is a smart woman in Bingxue, although Ma Lan did not say it explicitly, but she also understands that Ma Lan has the ambition of the Lord Anxi.

"That's not going to work!" Ma Lan hurriedly waved his hand. These girls are all little hedgehogs, who have practiced assassination since childhood, and now he hasn't figured out how to deal with them, but it will definitely not be possible to give them to Anxi Sujun. The veterans of a hundred battles are all the pillars of Anxi, and it is not unjust to die a few inexplicably.

"I know you can't bear it!" Gao Qianqian snorted, but walked over and grabbed Kang Qingqing's hand, and said warmly, "My sister has worked hard all the way. Now that I'm home, don't have any constraints, if there is any shortage of food and clothing in the future, just look for my sister. ”

Kang Qingqing glanced at Gao Qianqian and turned his head to look at Ma Xuan. Ma Ling smiled and nodded: "Qingqing, this is my future wife, you can just call her Sister Qianqian." ”

"Sister Qianqian." Kang Qingqing said softly, his voice was crisp and soft, which was the authentic official dialect of the Central Plains.

Gao Qianqian nodded with a smile in response, pulled Kang Qingqing, and ordered those Sogdian girls to go to the back house with her. The Kangju royal family trained these little girls, and they were all going to be sent to Chang'an in the future, these girls all knew the official language, and they lined up one by one with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and followed the second daughter into the back house.

When they get here, they're basically prisoners. Without thinking about what to do with them, it was impossible for Ma Lan to let them leave the Grange one step.

According to the original plan, these girls were to be sent to Chang'an to make friends with the minister, so that Ma Ling could master Anxi's plan. Ma Lan has the token that he gave him aggressively, and he can absolutely control these girls. Now that these people have been intercepted by Feng Changqing, they naturally can't go to Chang'an, so they can only stay in the grange temporarily.

As for Kang Qingqing, her identity is different, and she can still have freedom of movement in the grange.

The heirs of King Kang and King Mi originally asked Ma Ling to send them to Chang'an, but now that they have reached an agreement with Feng Changqing, these people can only be temporarily placed here and make plans later.

After the soldiers of Yanqi Town leave tomorrow, there will be more than 3,000 war horses and more than 2,000 camels left here. According to Feng Changqing's promise, the Anxi athletes brought back by Ma Lan were reduced when they reported it, and in return, the reduced personnel were counted as one person and two horses, and the remaining war horses and all the camels would be owned by Ma Lan as Ma Lan's private property.

Originally, Ma Lan was not ready to ask for these wealth, but now that he returned to Qiuzi and saw Qibo, he changed his mind. Duan Xiushi had a clear distinction between public and private, and since this wealth was promised to Ma Lan by Feng Changqing, he was not prepared to include these things in the public treasury. These war horses and camels will be Ma Lan's own in the future.

More than 2,000 camels are Ma Lu's treasures, and Ma Lan will not let go of them after all the hard work of bringing them back from the river. There were very few camels in the Anxi army, and only camel shops were used near the moraines instead of horse shops to deliver messages. This time in the Talas River, although there were not many cannibal camel cavalry, they caused great damage to the Anxi army, which made Ma Lu extremely impressed. Forming a camel cavalry became one of his goals. To sweep the river, such a cavalry is almost indispensable.

Knowing the news that the general had returned home safely, there was a cry in the courtyards of the inner house. Ma Ling listened movingly in the front yard, but he didn't dare to step in.

Guanzhong man Ma Lan came to Anxi to join the army for ten years, and there were dozens of concubines in the family, the largest was just double ten, and the youngest was even smaller than Kang Qingqing. Every time Ma Lan went on an expedition, these women were worried at home, and now they cried with joy when they knew that Ma Lan had returned safely.

After all, he is not the original Guanzhong man, although he knows that he will have to accept all this sooner or later, but now Ma Lu is extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, a visitor came soon, which made Ma Lan less embarrassed.

It was Li Siye and Cen Shen who came, one was the famous Modao general in Anxi, and the other was the most famous poet in Anxi in the Tang Dynasty. Li Siye is to express his apologies in his heart, and at the same time congratulate Ma Lan on hooking up with Gao Qianqian, as for Cen Shenda, the poet wants to work for Ma Ling and make a career.

A good poet is not necessarily a good talent, Ma Lu still understands this truth. However, he really has no one available now, there are only two literati, Duan Xiushi and Du Huan, and Cen Shen is also an old official in Anxi, so it is naturally good to be able to come to work.

Cen Shen was originally serving as the secretary of Gao Xianzhi's shogunate, but now Gao Xianzhi was edicted to enter the court, and it is obvious that there is no possibility of returning to Anxi. Now Ma Lan returned safely with thousands of Anxi athletes, and also killed the general and marshal of the big cannibal, and avenged the defeat of the Anxi army in the Battle of Talas.

It is simply impossible for a poet to come and make him not recite poetry. Ma Lan can also be regarded as having seen the talent of the poets of the Tang Dynasty, and a long poem is full of flowers and breathtaking.

Li Siye is a rough man, and Cen Shen wanted to come to the second song, so he was immediately interrupted by him, and he pulled the two of them to just drink and eat meat without stopping. Ma Lan suddenly had a poetic interest, stood up and made a gesture of chanting, and suddenly found that his level was too far from this great poet, and saw Cen Shen staring at him with a look of anticipation, and couldn't help but become more and more anxious.

The more anxious I was, the more I couldn't think of it, so I had no choice but to be cheeky and borrow the four lines of poetry from my predecessors to temporarily respond to the occasion.

"The bow back of the Xia Ming sword shines on the frost, and the autumn wind goes out of Xianyang. I haven't received the source of the Tianzi River, and I don't plan to look back at my hometown! ”

After chanting, Ma Lan sat back in his seat, and felt that his face was spicy. Cen Shen pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Although the general's poem is a little superficial, it has its own interest. But it shouldn't be done by the general.,It's an old work.,I don't know if I'm right? ”

Ma Lan smiled awkwardly and nodded. The poem Xindao is already good in my eyes, but I didn't expect it to be able to enter the eyes of the great poet Cen. Ling Hu Chu has not yet been born, and he can't object to taking his poem to suit the occasion.

"Renjie, you are a general, and the bloody battle in the yellow sand is the ability, where can this kind of thing compare to Master Cen. Now that most of the source of the river is in the hands of my Datang, Tubo children have been defeated in successive battles, and it is a matter of time before they are completely collected, but that is the matter of the generals of the Hexi army, and our Anxi army can't interfere. Li Siye laughed.

After being full of wine and food, Li Siye got up and said goodbye. His grange is near the Marlin Grange, and he doesn't plan to return to his mansion in the city today. Gao Qianqian came out and sent Li Siye with Ma Lan, and the return gift of ten catties of gold sand was also handy, Li Siye was extremely satisfied, and after complimenting the two, he left with dozens of entourages to beat horses. As for Cen Shen, he stayed and was officially counted as Ma Lan's staff.

"Ten catties of gold sand, why are you so generous?" Li Siye's group of people had disappeared, and Ma Ling looked at Gao Qianqian and smiled.

Gao Qianqian snorted and said angrily: "Junzi Duan has already told me that most of these things are not ours. Each Anxi Su will give a gift of ten catties of gold sand in order to bring you closer to them, which is discussed between Duan Junzi and Du Huan. Anyway, sooner or later, I'm going to send it now, and it's not ours, what do I feel sorry for! ”

Ma Lan smiled, reached out and rubbed Gao Qianqian's little brain. To be honest, he liked this little girl more and more. It's not difficult to get along with her, but it's a lot of fun.

Under the twilight, the girl with bright eyes and bright teeth looked more and more moving, she gently leaned into Ma Lan's arms, pointed to the large area of frozen soil around her, and said: "Brother Ma Lan, in the future, these fields will be reclaimed, and our family's grange will become the largest grange in Qiuzi." With me in the Ma family, I will definitely be able to buy a big property! ”

"Well, I believe you." Ma Ling smiled and nodded, bowed his head and kissed Gao Qianqian lightly on the forehead.

Gao Qianqian exclaimed, and immediately felt so ashamed that she couldn't help herself, and fell softly into Ma Lan's arms. Brother Ma Lan has always been polite to her, how could she ever behave like this, at this moment, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Marrying a wife in the Tang Dynasty is a more cumbersome process, and the more high-ranking the family, the more elaborate it is. Ma Lan looked at the bright and lovely appearance of the girl in her arms, and suddenly sighed.

For this girl to become his wife, he suddenly became extremely excited.

I don't understand why, maybe he has been lonely for too long from his past life to this life. This little girl, who was extremely attached to him, suddenly gave him a feeling of wanting to settle down.

The frozen land will probably take a long time to melt, but his frozen heart has become warm at this moment.

In this grange, with the company of this girl, it should be good to spend your life peacefully, Ma Lu said in his heart.

Thinking like this, the corners of Ma Lan's mouth slowly showed a smile.

Since coming to this world a thousand years ago, he has never thought about himself and brought Anxi Jian'er back from the river to kill, just because he is Han and can't watch Han Jiaerlang suffer the fate of slaves.

In his previous life, he fell from a cliff, but he came to this world a thousand years ago, although he was ready to live, his heart was still cold. And now, on this grange, beside this beautiful and domineering little girl, he feels a kind of home warmth.

This kind of warmth is similar to what Qibo brought him, but it is a little different, more vivid and more vivid. Ma Lan suddenly understood that his life and this little girl were inseparable.

The white head is as new, the lid is as old as ever, and it is nothing more than that.