Salib looked at the girl in front of him, "You're following me?" ”

Meng Yining clasped her hands in front of her chest, "I follow you, I don't have to follow you to know where you are?" ”

"Why, from Beiyang or Daxia rushed to find me, do you think that rejecting a man like me is really a big regret in life, so you came to me non-stop. Why, I changed my mind and didn't like Le Yigongzi......" Salib hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, "pop" was smashed on the face by Meng Yining's fruit, and his expression instantly became cold.

"Speak well."

Le Yi walked out of the darkness to the moonlight, "Prairie King, long time no see." ”

Salib glanced at him, "What are you here for?" ”

"One purpose with you." Meng Yining smiled, "Of course, to help you." ”

Her voice was light and fluttering, missing the sweet and glutinous taste of the past. The girl pointed to the ground on her toes, her skirt fluttered, and the moonlight was hazy, and she bypassed the officers and soldiers holding torches, and rushed straight into the hinterland of the chief.

Le Yi followed closely, setting off a cool breeze, the moonlight stepped on it, and the ice wheel was bright.

Le Yi was right, no one walked on the streets in Yixi City, and it looked pitch black, but the palace was brightly lit, brighter than the palace.

A candle lit up the night, and the chief's mansion was as prosperous as day. The sound of dancing and music came out, and Meng Yining climbed over the wall and hid behind a huge pillar to watch Dawa Basang and a group of men lying on the fur of wolves and tigers, holding grapes and wine in their hands, looking for fun.

Yan Rong's dancing girl does not have the thin waist of Daxia or the singing voice of Wei State, but she has a heroic and unrestrained feeling. The girl had a white peacock feather on top of her head, and a bright moon pearl in her hand, dancing with a bright moon pearl in her hand. In the moonlight, the window lattice roller blinds, when the drum sounds. The men's unbridled laughter melted into the wind.

The girls' white cheeks were like ripe fruits, and they wore brass bells around their feet and fox fur around their waists, and they looked like red fox spirits on the wild.

The mansion is not too much compared to the Yanrong Palace in my childhood memory. The maids everywhere wear garnet-red dresses with a small handful of fluff around their waists.

Although Yan Rong is not weak, ordinary people, or leaders of small tribes, still wear earthy or dark clothes, after all, the dyes in the Central Plains are also expensive. But the maidservants of this house are all dressed in such luxury, it seems that Dawa Basang is the king of the city. On weekdays, King Yan Rong will not have a relationship with him, everyone turns a blind eye, as long as he does not do anything to damage Yan Rong, he can live like this.

I don't know how much people's fat and ointment are hidden in this mansion.

Beside Dawa Basang was a huge ceramic wine barrel, and the maidservant next to him took it directly from it and filled it for everyone. Between singing and dancing, the three of them sneaked along the root of the wall and ran to the roof of the double-storey pavilion.

Now everything in the city is in full view, the teams of people and horses can see clearly, and the structure of the palace is in full view, which has fallen deeply into the eyes of several people.

Meng Yining sniffed twice, and suddenly smelled a familiar question, but it was impractical.

"What's wrong?"

Meng Yining frowned, "You wait here, I'll be back soon." As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared. Walking and stopping, avoiding countless handmaidens and guards, she followed the smell to the small kitchen, and she threw a small stone in the opposite direction, and the cook and maidservant in it were startled, and hurriedly looked for what had fallen.

Meng Yining slipped in, pushed open the door and was empty, only a small pot was steaming, and the girl opened it to see that it happened to be the braised pork that she had been thinking about day and night.

The color of the caramel is warm brown under the light, fat and thin, sweet and fluffy, and melts in the mouth.

The girl's eyes were quick, and she picked up a bowl and dug up a large bowl, turned around, jumped, and disappeared again. When the cook came back, he saw no sign of anyone coming.

Meng Yining held the bowl to his chest, spun it in the air, and landed beside Le Yi. The rich aroma of braised sauce permeated the three of them. Salib is not religious, and will eat pork, beef and mutton as long as he has it, and he does not have so many problems of being imprisoned.

Le Yi looked at Meng Yining's operation, and his eyes were stunned for a moment.

She took out the braised pork, "Taste it, it's just done, it's still hot." There are also potatoes in it, and when you smell it, you can see that you have fried it in lard, otherwise it would be brown on the edges. Bright color, fragrant taste, she picked up a piece with her hand and stuffed it into Le Yi's mouth.

Indeed, it was delicious.

The three of them sat on the roof of the two-story building, and you observed the movements of the guards and the habits of Dawa Basan.

"How do you want to kill him?" The little girl sighed and asked, "If you want to be king, he will definitely rebel." Originally, King Yanrong made him unconvinced, when Dawa Basang's grandfather was almost the king of Yanrong, he was defeated by the female monarch, is two hundred years a long time, count, but it is not enough for him to forget the throne that he did not get at that time. But 3,000 people, forget it, Dawa Basang is good to be the king of this Yixi City. So, what are you going to do? Kill one, there are clan relatives behind him, if you kill them all, you don't have enough soldiers and horses. ”

"Why are you helping me?" Salib asked, "Why do I want to be the king of this Yanjung, as you say?" There was a slight contempt in his tone, as if it was just a little secret in his heart.

"You shouldn't be, I should be, do you think I'm appropriate?" Meng Yining looked at him with a disbelief-stricken smile, "If I don't help me, the soldiers and horses of the Fenghua County Lord will be waiting at the border, and it will only be a matter of a day or two to drive straight in." ”

Salib sighed, "King Beiyang is willing to help me?" ”

"Yes."

"What conditions."

"If Yan Rong disperses, it will be bad for Beiyang." Meng Yining replied bluntly, "So, among so many princes and ministers, aren't you the most suitable?" Besides, you just agreed that the grassland tribe has the same root and the same origin as Yanrong, do you just watch this country split up little by little and be divided by other countries? Besides, you've done so much to kill one leader after another who opposes you, right? ”

Salib couldn't have imagined that the girl in front of her knew herself so well.

"Now with Beiyang as the backing, I can give you whatever you want. If Dawabasang kills the chief, he will not submit to you, will he? The girl's eyes shone in the darkness, "Do you need to, take advantage of the chaos, destroy them, or pull out a barb on the earth of Yan Rong." ”

"He has 2,000 soldiers."

"So what? Troubled times are about taking advantage of chaos. ”