The Sogdian woman has a graceful posture, fair and soft skin, and a smile with affection in her eyebrows, which is very different from the dignified and virtuous daughter of the Han family, and has a unique seductive charm. With Han Wu taking the lead, the rest of the people were a little moved, and they looked at Ma Lu one by one.

"Go ahead, after so many days of exhaustion, it's time for a recreation."

"General Xie!"

With Ma Lan's military order, several Anxi men dispersed in a hurry, each holding a favorite Sogdian beauty behind the curtain.

"General, isn't that good?" Du Huan, the son of the family, frowned.

"It is worthy of being the most elite Anxi athlete in my Tang Dynasty, after a tiring day in the papermaking workshop, and now he can still carry a gun to fight, all of them are good." Ma Lan smiled.

"But the general ......"

"Well, join the army, the Sogdian dancer Hu Xuan is very famous, you should also go and see it. When we get back to Anthy, it won't be so easy to see. Ma Xuan interrupted him with a smile, pushing Du Huan towards a Sogdian beauty with dark brown eyes.

The little beauty Kang Lin'er smiled lightly and said something to the Sogdian beauty, who giggled and pressed Du Huan's head directly on the mountain-like chest.

Rao is Du Huan is well-informed, and he has never had such an experience, so he was naturally dizzy for a while, and the three souls lost two souls. After watching Du Huan being dragged into the curtain by the Sogdian dancer, Ma Lan thought maliciously, Du Huan, who praised Da Shi in "Jing Xing Ji", is it also related to the women with different customs in Da Shi......

……

The athletes of the Anxi army did not unload the saddle of the horses in the south and the north, and lived the days of licking blood on the knife edge, and went to the women's shops in the four towns of Anxi for recreation after the battle, which was not a big deal. To dare to do this in such an environment of enemies on all sides is a manifestation of courage to be in an enemy country now. Ma Lan is extremely satisfied with this, and naturally he will not spoil everyone's interest.

The big profiteer Kang million has money, and he doesn't spend it in vain. The paper-making workshop has brought a lot of money to Kang million, and it is these Anxi men who have contributed their efforts, and everyone should also share the millions of Umayyad silver coins that Kang has spent millions.

Du Huan is a child of a family, and now he is joining the army, so it is normal to be reserved. Ma Lan could see that among these people, he was actually the most nervous in his heart. In this small half an hour, Du Huan's ambition to establish a world-class achievement has been dissipated a lot by the malicious gaze on the streets of Sa Mojian.

At this time, proper pastime is very beneficial to Du Huan. This guy has been dragged in by the Sogdian dancer, and no one knows whether he really watched Hu Xuan or did something else.

……

The little Sogdian beauty beside her smiled, and her clear and clean eyes looked at Ma Lu, with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

"I don't need to." Ma Lan smiled and waved his hand.

It's not that there is any taboo, and the beautiful Sogdian dancer does make him excited, but this is obviously not the time.

Han Wu's guy went in murderously, and Ma Ling was worried that this guy was really making trouble, and he had to watch here. This guy's body is more than twice as wide as that Sogdian beauty, and if you really don't know how to kill people with pity, it's definitely a **annoyance.

The law of the Black Eater is simple, but it is extremely strict, and . . Posilin is now building here, and if there is a real death, it will be a major event, which will inevitably attract the attention of the Abbasids, and all previous efforts may be in vain.

Seeing Ma Lan's refusal, the eyes of the little Sogdian beauty showed a hint of joy. She said something to a tall Sogdian dancer, who clapped her hands and led the rest of the Sogdian women to turn away. A moment later, two more graceful Sogdian women walked in, followed by several people, holding various musical instruments.

To the rhythm of the stringed drums, the two Sogdian women began to spin rapidly, sometimes with one hand on their waists, sometimes with their arms raised high, their streamers fluttering in their movements, their clothes spinning, and the speed was as fast as a wind wheel.

Sogdian women can sing and dance well, and the daily songs and dances of the harvest are on the side of the road, and the most famous dance skills are Hu Xuan, which is obviously the famous Hu Xuan Dance.

When the dance was in full swing, Kang Lin'er finally couldn't hold it back, nodded to Ma Lan with a light smile, then stood up, walked between the two Sogdian dancers, and spun at high speed.

She was already beautiful, but now she is fluttering and the ribbons are dancing, she is really fluttering, not like a mortal person. A pair of clear and clean eyes looked at Ma Lu, as if there was infinite affection.

The drums became more and more urgent, Kang Lin'er spun faster and faster, and the two Sogdian dancers had already stopped, their sideburns were scattered and sweaty, but Kang Lin'er seemed to have more energy to spare, dancing lightly and enthusiastically.

Her eyes were so clear and clean that she seemed to be able to see into the depths of a person's soul. Looking at the beautiful girl, Ma Lu's heart couldn't help but stir for a while.

She is Kang Wanwan's daughter, but she is also his savior.

Kang Million wanted to get the complete Chengxintang paper formula through her, but her eyes were so real......

At this time, even those musicians and the two Sogdian dancers seemed to understand the relationship between the two, and they all looked at the two with a smile, their eyes full of blessings.

One of the musicians said something, and the rhythm of the music became faster. Kang Lin'er bit her red lips tightly and spun more quickly.

Even if Ma Ling is a piece of wood, he can understand what this girl means, not to mention that he is not a piece of wood. What's more, what the Sogdians said, he could understand at all.

The beautiful dancing posture is intoxicating, and the eyes of Ma Ling are relaxed. However, this is Kangju, not Anxi.

Ma Ling shook his head vigorously, dispelled some distracting thoughts in his heart, put the horizontal knife on his lap, patted gently, and sang in a low voice with the rhythm of the drums.

"Hu Xuannu, Hu Xuannu, the heart should be stringed, and the hands should be drummed."

"The strings and drums are raised, and the snow is fluttering and dancing."

"Turning left and right tirelessly, thousands of turns and endless times."

"There is no comparison between the things in the world, and the wheels are slow and the whirlwind is late."

"At the end of the song, thank the Son of Heaven again, and the Son of Heaven will say it slightly."

"Hu Xuan danced, out of Kangju, in vain to come east for more than 10,000 miles."

"The Central Plains has its own whirlers, and it is better to fight for power."

“…………”

"Lushan Hu Xuan is obsessed with the eyes of the king, and the soldiers are suspected of crossing the Yellow River."

"The concubine Hu Xuan confuses the king's heart, and the death and abandonment of Ma Wei is deeper"

“…………”

The singing is sad and generous, in harmony with the rhythm of the strings and drums, but the artistic conception is completely different. Although the musicians and the two Sogdian dancers could not understand the official dialect of the Central Plains, the expressions on their faces slowly changed.

The little Sogdian beauty was still dancing rapidly, but the smile on her little face was getting more and more reluctant. This kind of generous and sad song did affect her mood.

Ma Luan's expression was solemn, and his face was tense. Although it is good to live well, it is not a place to stay for a long time. Yuyang Mogu has not been concerned about it for a few years, and there are now 5,000 Han family sons and daughters in the city of Sa Mo. Don't let anything unexpected affect your mind.

"Peng!"

An old Sogdian man holding a drum stood up suddenly, slammed the drum on the ground, pointed at the horse and said something angrily, and then strode out. The other musicians and the two dancers also walked out of the room in anger and resentment.

There were only two people left in the hall, Ma Lan and Kang Lin'er, and the little beauty finally stopped dancing and smiled reluctantly.

In September, it was already quite cold, but her forehead was already covered with sweat, and she looked at Ma Lan with a clear and clean gaze, with a faint disappointment.

"Quickly wipe your sweat, don't suffer from the cold." Ma Lan knew that he was weak, and he was also extremely considerate at this time.

Waving her big sleeves to wipe the sweat from the forehead of the little Sogdian beauty, the little beauty's face was a little better, and she looked at Ma Lan with clear and clean eyes, and said a word of Sogdian.

Ma Ling laughed dryly, but he could only pretend not to understand.

"General Ma Luan, do you know? This dance, we Kangju women only dance once in their lives, for their favorite men. ”

The voice is crisp and soft, but it is the standard Central Plains official dialect.

Ma Lan twitched the corner of his mouth, and now he wanted to pretend that he didn't understand Sogdian.

"Is this...... Hehe - do you know the official dialect of the Central Plains? ”

The next moment, Ma Lin's heart suddenly sank, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes when he looked at Kang Lin'er!

……

It has to be said that the Tang people are extremely strong, especially the border army. Now the body of this Guanzhong man is not strong at all like a human. The Mo knife weighing more than ten catties was like a piece of paper in the hand, and the horizontal knife weighing a few catties was even more light and weightless.

He was in complete control of the body. Unconsciously, he had blocked any direction for Kang Lin'er to escape. With the knife in hand, from Ma Lin's point of view, Kang Lin'er did not have the slightest chance of escaping.

"General Ma Xuan, are you-going to kill me?"

Seeing Ma Lan clenching the handle of the knife in his hand, a hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of the little Sogdian beauty, and her voice was still crisp and soft, still the accent he often heard when he was wandering Chang'an.

“…… No! ”

After a long time, Ma Lan let out a long breath and slowly let go of the hilt.

After getting along for more than a month, I didn't find out that this girl knew the official dialect of the Central Plains!

Kang Lin'er smiled lightly, took the horizontal knife from Ma Lan's hand, Hao's wrist shook slightly, and the dark room suddenly lit up, and several knife flowers appeared.

Ma Lan's face changed again, this girl is actually a master of playing with knives!

It seems that the tricks of the little beauty are to take the light path. He is a general, and he is good at slashing and killing on the battlefield, so he may not be the opponent of this girl in this room.

"You really can't underestimate the ancients." Looking at Kang Lin'er's proud little face, Ma Ling sighed in her heart.

If this girl were an enemy, she might have died here today, as if she hadn't been here. Du Huan may still have the "Jing Xing Ji" handed down, and the fate of the prisoners of war in the Anxi Army will not change.

Fortunately, there is no killing intent in this girl's eyes, only affection.

The little beauty returned the horizontal knife to Ma Lan, and the two sat down again. Kang Lin'er looked at Ma Lan with clear and clean eyes, and said softly: "General Ma Lan, you can rest assured. I'm not going to tell you what you have planned. ”

Ma Lan smiled bitterly and nodded, and his heart was in turmoil.

In order to build a plan for the safe return of 5,000 Han family sons and daughters to Anxi, the safest way should be to get rid of this girl. But this girl is a master, and she saved her life, and it is really not easy to attack her.