Having said that, though, he really fell into deep thought.

Between war, life and death, he didn't have the energy to think about the governor and himself for a few months before, but now that those things were presented to him, he had to think about all this.

Speaking of which, he doesn't feel that some of his life experiences are secrets, except for the aspect of bamboo slips, others, such as his own life experience, and the destruction of the door, Chang'an knows everything, about his learning Wu language since childhood, it seems that there is nothing to hide, after all, he has blurted out that language.

So, he spoke slowly.

"Wu is a language that my father taught me when I was a child, of course, for a long time, about ten years, I don't know the origin and meaning of this language."

He gradually opened his mind.

Since that night, he has experienced a lot, but I don't know why, when he met the girls today, he suddenly wanted to release his emotions.

He didn't say who he was, but he told a lot about himself.

For example, Chang'an when I was a child, and Chang'an later, the scene in the Guanfu, Wu Nong's soft language, and my almost incredible talent for this language.

The Northern Tang dialect has accompanied him for more than ten years, and the Wu dialect has also accompanied him for more than ten years, and those two languages, blended in his body, have been integrated with him, and are the two most intimate things in him.

He is from the Northern Tang Dynasty, but he loves the Northern Tang dialect very much, and he also loves the Wu language.

It's a very complex emotion.

Many people in the Northern Tang Dynasty regard Southern Wu as their opponents, and even if the two sides are now peaceful and prosperous in economy and trade, there are still people who regard them as enemies, and Guan Kuo, when thinking of the Wu language he loves deeply, he can't give birth to any negative feelings, only a sense of intimacy exists for a long time.

Chang'an ruined the Guanfu, but he still loves Chang'an deeply.

This hidden inner power in the world is really amazing.

He didn't talk about the changes in his life, his content should be very bland, but I don't know why, everyone around him has an inexplicable sense of depression.

He finished, then looked up at the blue sky.

The clouds are faint, the sky is blue, and my thoughts are slowly moving away.

There was silence all around.

Then, "Little An'an" spoke.

"In this way, it was your father who taught you to speak Wu, so let's put it this way, your father, there should be a lot of secrets."

"Yes, I want to unravel those, too, but it's hard." Pipe Broad Road.

"There are many people in the Northern Tang Dynasty who can speak Wu language, but it is rare to be able to speak Wu language so well," Xiao An'an pondered for a while, and said, "Your father not only speaks Wu language very standardly, but even has a real Wu style, and if he taught you, if you are not sure that you are from the Northern Tang Dynasty, you really can't see it at all." ”

"There are a lot of possibilities, and as you said, it's hard to know the real answer, but I want to say something that is more likely."

Guan Kuo was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Please speak." ”

Now that the relationship between Nanwu and Northern Tang is harmonious, he doesn't have much antipathy to the Nanwu people, and now that he has met together, if he can use those people to figure out what happened to him, he is still very happy.

"Die An'an, say it quickly, say it quickly, what kind of guanzi is sold, in front of Miss Ben, what garlic is still pretending!?"

The girl swayed her calves very indecently, and the way she looked now was precisely because she was very interested in Guan Kuo's story, and after such a long time, the two guys had no insightful conclusions at all, and she was impatient to wait.

"Xiao An'an" turned his back to her and pouted, she couldn't see it anyway, and then said: "First, your father is a Wu ......"

"It can't be!" Before he could finish his words, Guan Kuo interrupted him, the people of the Northern Tang Dynasty and the people of Southern Wu were proud of their country, and he could not accept this assertion.

"Hey, stupid melon, can't you let Xiao An'an's words be finished, you have ruined Miss Ben's mood again and again, do you really want to go to heaven!?" The girl shook her head, and let the green silk like a waterfall flutter, like a wicker swing, she was very dissatisfied.

"Xiao An'an" said: "You have to understand that if you want to figure out your own affairs, you have to accept a lot of judgments that you don't want to accept, which is very beneficial to you." ”

Guan Kuo frowned, and after pondering in his heart for a moment, he had to say one word: "Okay." ”

"Xiao An'an" continued.

"First, your father may have been a Wu person, and it should be your father himself who later came to the Northern Tang Dynasty from Wu State, because according to the purity of the Wu language you said, even if you focus on teaching, because you have been in Chang'an for a long time, it is impossible to last for three generations, here I have a question that is very important to you, you can choose not to answer, your grandfather ......"

"Grandfather ......" When he heard these two words, Guan Kuo's eyes were full of confusion.

Some people will suffer if they have lost, but they never seem to have it, so their emotions can only be confused.

He knew what the word "grandfather" meant, but he didn't experience it firsthand.

He has never had the concept of "grandfather" since he was born, he doesn't know how these two words will make him feel, he only knows that he doesn't have a grandfather, maybe he just hasn't seen his grandfather, he is the son of the governor, no one dares to laugh at him in this regard, so sometimes he doesn't care if he has a grandfather or not.

Now, the government is gone, and he suddenly thinks of such a long-lost word, and can't help but think to himself - my grandfather, what the hell is going on?

He took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, I seem to be ...... I didn't have a grandfather, maybe not nothing, but at least I never felt his presence, and I didn't have a grandmother, but it seemed like there had been a grandfather before, but he passed away when I was very young, and my life seemed like there were only three people: my father, my mother, and me. ”

"This may be a little unacceptable to others, but my life, my father, my mother and I have been in a perfect situation, and I don't feel that the other things that are missing affect me, so ...... I didn't think about the missing things before. ”

"When you mention it today, I really ...... Can't say anything. ”

There was silence all around, and this situation was rare in the whole world, and they listened to what he said, and felt like a fantasy, they could accept these stories, but they would not accept them as true.

(End of chapter)