Mi Xue stood in the crowd and silently saw the end, followed the flow of people to leave the county government of Chang'an County, and disappeared into the streets and alleys of Chang'an City.

This matter is obviously still developing, and the falcon in her hand is limited, so naturally she will wait and see for the time being, and she will not use the falcon to report to Ma Lu.

The two shamans left behind in the Persian temple have also been paying attention to this matter, and the final result is neither good nor bad in their opinion. Zhang Xun's reaction was unexpectedly tough, completely disregarding fame, which the two did not expect. However, they didn't care too much, and now they still didn't know the purpose of Zhang Xun's arrest of these people, and these needed to wait until the inside line of the county government in Chang'an County sent another intelligence. Either way, they're below the surface of the water, and they're at the bottom of the network, so they don't have to worry about being found.

The development of things is under control, Chang'an is all in detail, the most important thing is the Tingzhou side, as long as there are no problems on the Tingzhou side, the deployment in Chang'an City is actually irrelevant.

Today's events are just temptations, and when the temptation is over, it will be over. Even if Zhang Xun found any clues, they didn't care. Anyway, Li Heng will definitely ascend to the throne of God, and at that time, the monarch and the ministers will be suspicious, and everything will naturally fall into place.

However, what needs to be done still has to be done, such as promoting Lee Heng to ascend the throne, which must be added after all.

……

Zhang Xun was full of confidence in himself, and wanted to find out the party of the Persian Temple in Chang'an City, and the two shamans left behind in the Persian Temple were also full of confidence, and they were advancing everything step by step. What happened today became the talk of the literati when they drank flower wine in Pingkangfang. Everything is slowly moving forward.

The wind and rain in Chang'an City are like darkness. Distant North Garden. Ma Lan led an army of 10,000 to cross the Golden Mountain. That night they camped on the grassland where the Shatuo people grazed.

The Shatuo people have been loyal to the Tang Dynasty for generations, and this time the northern expedition back to the Tang Dynasty contributed a lot, and the young and strong were basically lost on the banks of the Xian'e River - of course, thousands of elite soldiers were completely defeated by the old and weak of the Huangjia people, and the Shatuo people were also shameful enough - even Ma Lu, it was not easy to make a move on such a loyal and attached tribe, he had already made a promise when he was in Mobei, so he naturally did not kill the Shatuo people.

Swept along the way. They are all Turkic tribes in the area of the Uighur Khanate, and now they have crossed the Golden Mountain, and they have entered the jurisdiction of the Beiting Protectorate, where the nomadic Western Turkic tribes are under the jurisdiction of the Beiting Protectorate, and it is unreasonable to continue to kill all the way. The successive Anxi governors have a soft policy towards the attached tribes, which is a rule, and he is not easy to break.

This time, the army returned all the way, all of them traveled at high speed from the trail, crossed the Jinshan Mountain into the North Garden, and did not walk into the avenue when they entered Mobei. Instead, he found another mountain pass to cross the Golden Mountain, and now the camping place is still far from the road from Tingzhou to Huifu. No one has found out where the army is.

In a few days, we will be back in Tingzhou, and everything is imminent. Thinking that after returning to Tingzhou, he would face Li Longji, the son of the Tang Dynasty, Ma Luan's heart was also a little emotional.

The triple trench surrounded the barracks, and the barbed wire flickered on the slope behind the trenches, and most of the soldiers in the barracks were already asleep, and the lights were still on the top of the arrow towers. Inside the big tent, Ma Lan gently pushed away the delicate and immature Princess Kelan in his arms, got up in his clothes and walked out, and saw that Gao Qianqian's tent was still lit, so he strode over.

With Colan and others, there is actually no affection in it, it is just simple indulgence, since there has been the first time before, it naturally doesn't matter in the future. When I returned to Tingzhou this time, I would face Li Longji, a real emperor of the ages, and sometimes I would feel apprehensive, a beautiful and simple little girl of different races, which could be regarded as a suitable consolation on the march.

If it weren't for that time, he might not be like this, this black-haired sword water girl can be called beautiful, but she grew up in a bitter cold place since she was a child, she naturally has very little knowledge, and she is very cowardly and very shy, and she and Ma Lu will not communicate much except on the bed. Ma Lan doesn't stop at her for this, it's just a suitable **, and she doesn't have half a true feeling. After all, he had wiped out the entire clan of the Legas, and naturally he didn't expect this sword girl to like him - if Curran really said this, he would be wary.

Gao Qianqian is what he really likes, the more he likes it, the more he respects, Gao Qianqian has always been lenient in these things, Ke Lan was sent to his bed by her, this girl actually doesn't understand the relationship between men and women, but she thinks that she is the wife of the Ma family, and she can't be said to be jealous, plus the impression that Ma Lan has always been floating, so that's why it's like this. I heard her say that the Anxi Ma family has collected a lot of girls of all ethnic groups, all of which are prepared for Ma Lan. As for Ma Lan himself, after all, he is a man, and he naturally has to adapt to everything here when he comes to this era, so most of the women arranged by Gao Qianqian will not refuse, after all, it is the evil old society.

There was a secret sentry near Gao Qianqian's tent, and when she saw Ma Lan coming over and showing up to salute, Ma Lan waved his hand, and several people hid in the darkness again. If it is not only Gao Qianqian, Duan Junzi also has the same treatment in the army, which is the pillar of the Anxi Army, and naturally attaches great importance to it. Of course, after returning to Tingzhou this time, I am afraid that I will inevitably have a conflict with Duan Junzi, and Duan Junzi is afraid that he will not choose to stay in the Anxi Army, which is a pity.

Gao Qianqian had already taken off her leather armor, only wearing a thin short coat, lined with delicate curves, she was sitting on the blanket with her knees crossed, frowning and not knowing what she was thinking, she didn't get up when she saw Ma Ling come in, but just smiled at him tiredly.

The march was non-stop, on horseback for more than five hours a day, and she was really tired after such a long time. Fortunately, she is also a practitioner, otherwise she would not be able to support it at all.

Ma Xuan walked to Gao Qianqian's side, sat down next to her on the blanket, reached out and rubbed her hair, and said, "Why haven't you slept yet?" ”

"I can't sleep, don't you sleep either." Gao Qianqian tilted her head, frowned lightly and said, "Brother Ma Lan, to be honest, I'm a little nervous." ”

"Do you think I'm not nervous?" Ma Lan smiled slightly.

Gao Qianqian slowly leaned on Ma Lan's shoulder and closed her eyes a little tiredly.

He's nervous, and she knows it. She was nervous. It was because he felt his nervousness.

In her impression. Her eldest brother Ma Lan has always been like she has everything in her chest. Wasn't it the time when Talas was successfully brought back...... However, this time, even Brother Ma Lan couldn't calm down.

For a few days, even when she camped at noon and rested temporarily, she could bump into Brother Ma Lan and the sword and water girl named Ke Lan who were entangled. Her eldest brother Ma Lan is a good wave, but he has never been so anxious and prostituted during the day...... Thinking of the wolf-like gaze he saw, Gao Qianqian knew that his pressure was unbearable. will stop such grotesque.

"Girl, I'm worried about you."

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried about Sister Curran...... Ha! Gao Qianqian opened her eyes and wanted to make a joke, but after all, she didn't think it was interesting, and shook her head again.

"Brother Ma Lan, what is that matter...... Are you still not sure? ”

"Sure?" Ma Lan was stunned, and immediately shook his head, "Grasp is naturally 10% sure, but there are some things-"

Looking at the concerned look on Gao Qianqian's face, Ma Ling hugged Gao Qianqian tighter. The way of the heart is not a matter of grasping, but the way forward. It's getting more and more confused.

The entire Datang has been pushed into a fork in history by him, although it seems that everything is okay in front of him, and the four Yi guests are peaceful in the world, but along this fork in the road, he can no longer see where the Tang Dynasty will go.

And now, the fate of the Tang Dynasty has come to the edge of an extremely important fork in the road, and he has unconsciously been able to influence the fate of this empire, or rather, the fate of the entire Han nation. Turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain is his current state, and because of this, he has to be careful and dare not make mistakes at all.

Something...... What needs to be insisted on is to insist after all, and it must not go against the original intention. However, he was completely unsure of the consequences of what things would bring.

After a thousand years, the experience of history is useless, and now he is making history, and he is creating the most significant part.

If the Han civilization is to continue, the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty must be extended, and what should be done must also be done, and everything must not be sloppy. Although he has not yet arrived in Tingzhou, he is already trembling, as if he is walking on thin ice on the edge of the abyss.

"Brother Ma Lan, you ...... Don't you really want to be an emperor? ”

“…… Don't do it. ”

“…… Then forget it, I'll be on your side or not. ”

Ma Lan looked at the girl's beautiful little face and tried to squeeze out a smile.

He's worried, and she knows he's worried, so she's worried.

But she didn't know what he was worried about, she might think she knew, but she didn't.

It's impossible to know.

When the emperor...... If he Ma Lu became the emperor, would he still be called Datang?

He had never considered it. This thing itself cannot be done. 10,000 iron horsemen can crisscross enemy countries, but they can't make him emperor. What An Lushan can't do, he can't do either.

Make an effort...... Maybe it can be done...... But what's the point? It's so easy for the world to recover, but do you want this great river and mountain to be in tatters?

The Central Plains was in flames of war...... I'm afraid that the land in the river will have to be discarded immediately, and the big cannibals will make a comeback, and when the Central Plains is calmed, then go to the trouble and effortlessly sweep the river, so what's the trouble.

He doesn't have so much servility to the royal family, but he has a deep identification with the Han nation, and he naturally won't do anything that makes the Han people bleed.

He won't do it, no one else can do it, and whoever does it will have to pay the price.

"The Lingwaiyin book is broken, and the winter returns to the spring. The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone. Gently holding the beautiful girl in his arms, Ma Lu said in a low voice.

"Song Zhiwen's poem...... He's not a good guy. Gao Qianqian said in a low voice, she had obviously read a lot of books.

"Huh." Ma Lan smiled. Song Zhiwen is attached to the head of Wu Hou, of course, he is not a good person, but these few lines of poetry are very suitable for his state of mind at this time.

In a few days, we will be in Tingzhou......

…… (To be continued......)

PS: Try to change the style of writing, I hope to write better, and work hard...... By the way, ask for a ticket