A person's life, no brothers, sisters, uncles, uncles, no grandfathers and grandmothers, only parents, only three people, although from the words that Guan Kuo said, including his maternal grandfather and others, there are some life trajectories, however, those people have all disappeared unusually, one after another, as if there is a pair of hands designed in secret, and they can even be doubted...... Those who have disappeared, their identities, are not quite real.

Guan Kuo had never thought about these before, but after that night, those puzzles were placed in front of him, and now, when he met the people of Southern Wu, those puzzles were not only in front of him, but also in front of his eyes.

The girl held her cheeks with her fair slender hands, and she looked deeply thinking, and it could be seen that she was very involved in Guan Kuo's narration.

"I don't know ......why," she said softly, now her voice seemed a little soft, like a warm spring breeze, "although Miss Ben didn't understand what you were saying, she always felt like you were pitiful." ”

"Pathetic?" Guan Kuo was a little strange, "What's pitiful, my parents and I are all, and then I am a Tang soldier, Chang'an has wine, we have knives, Chang'an has tears, we have blood, I think it's good, I don't feel anything pitiful." ”

"You vibrator!" The girl blushed and shouted loudly, indignantly.

As girls, they have an inexplicable sixth sense, although Guan Kuo's own experience is a little scattered, but she can instinctively feel a faint sadness, and can even foresee something that Guan Kuo did not say.

Guan Kuo was confused, and he didn't seem to understand the depths of her heart.

The girl snorted coldly, don't look over, don't want to see this guy again for the time being.

"Xiao An'an" spoke.

"If what I said about the conjecture that your father was a Wu person is true, the life you have experienced can be explained, but there are still many mysteries that need to be explored more."

"There is another situation, that is, your father is from the Northern Tang Dynasty, but the Northern Tang Dynasty is going to let him do something against our Great Wu, so he learned a very pure Wu language, and you, you may need to inherit your father's career, or your father wants to protect you, taught you Wu language."

The two situations he mentioned are two obvious and very probable, and as for the possibility that the other Guan Qinghe are neither from the Northern Tang Dynasty nor the Southern Wu, but from the Tuwu people or some other country, it is very small.

Subsequently, "Xiao An'an" said: "Now the relationship between our Great Wu and Northern Tang is not bad, no matter what kind of situation you are, you should not be our enemy, I think, you should reduce your hostility towards us." ”

Guan Kuo spread his hands.

"You can't just blame me, does it?"

"Xiao An'an" shook his head noncommittally, and then suddenly smiled: "What's your name, real name." ”

Although his smile is not as good as a smile, it is almost the same, Guan Kuo has to admit that this guy can almost be described by the word "glamorous", Tie Shan Wu can only be regarded as a handsome and beautiful young man at most, and this guy in front of him is naturally beautiful and difficult to give up.

Guan Kuo seemed to be thinking about it, probably thinking about whether there was any harm in saying his name.

Then he found that no, for he had lost a great deal since that night, and no one seemed to be able to get anything of interest from him about the governor.

Therefore, he also smiled, and his smile was not ugly at all: "My name is Guan Kuo, the manager of Chang'an, and the spring breeze looks at the wide field." ”

He may have thought that his name was very insignificant, and perhaps he had always thought that he was a small character, but he was surprised to find that after he said his name, everyone around him looked at him in shock, as if his name was very sensational.

He was silent for too long, and he almost forgot that Guan Qinghe, the Chinese book of the Northern Tang Dynasty, was a famous figure in the Northern Tang Dynasty, Southern Wu, or Tuwu, or other countries, and that night became a major event that shocked the high-level of the surrounding countries.

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The wind blows in the twilight of autumn, slightly cold, but the sky is very light, with white clouds, blue sky, and pale golden sunshine.

The river is long, winding around a few bends and into the distance.

The dampness was pervasive, staining the palace skirt.

The girl also has a lot of childish faces, full of surprise, and a long time to come back to her senses.

The autumn breeze blew through the ends of her hair, slightly messy, but it added a bit of alternative beauty.

The "little An'an", who was always hacked, opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Guan Qinghe has controlled the politics of the Northern Tang Dynasty for so many years, although the Tang people treat him with cold eyes, but they have to admit that Guan Qinghe is a legend, even for the Southern Wu people.

Guan Qinghe led the Northern Tang Dynasty through that period of depression, and also won the recovery of the Northern Tang Dynasty.

Thousands of people in the Northern Tang Dynasty lived under him for many years unknowingly.

During the period when His Majesty ignored the government, Guan Qinghe was half an emperor without his real name, and in so many years, the Northern Tang Dynasty did not suffer any humiliation, nor did it have any disasters, it was plain, but it was very good.

Many of those Nanwu people were looking at Guan Kuo carefully, as if to see if this guy was lying.

The girl's head tilted first to the left, then to the right, and then began to utter unsightly at all: "Tut-tut......"

She "tsk" for a long time, but she didn't say a meaningful word.

Maybe it's because there are too many things to say, and I don't know which one to say first.

"Miss, your voice is so good, such a precious and beautiful voice, you should keep it, don't 'tsk'." After a long time, "Xiao An'an" really couldn't stand her anymore, and forcibly reminded her.

"Are you itching your ass?" The girl raised her head slightly, glanced at his back with beautiful eyes, and said.

Her words were simple, but they were invisibly full of power in her body.

Perhaps this kind of power is called the top second ancestor, or the top gentleman.

"Don't itch ......" "Xiao An'an" sneered, but he was very relieved that the girl had finally stopped "tsk".

Then a series of "haha" sounds like silver bells suddenly erupted, almost scaring him into the river.

The girl really couldn't stop laughing, and I don't know if she did it on purpose, intentionally, or pretending, in short, it will definitely not be sincere.

(End of chapter)