For some reason, the moon on the frontier is always rounder than that in Lin'an. Chu Zhaonan sat in his tent and looked at the fifth letter sent by Liulizhuang in front of him, which was still not Gu Lingge's handwriting. He knew a long time ago that Gu Lingge's temperament was empty for relationships, and they had never responded to him positively once in the more than ten years they had been together, whether it was positive or negative.

Liulizhuang's letter has always been to inquire about the progress of official affairs, and the personal information is just a passing pass. But this is the pen, Chu Zhaonan still hopes that Gu Lingge will write it. A lot of times emotions are complicated things. When you really like someone, even the tone of abuse sounds better from your sweetheart's mouth than from someone else.

Many people in Liulizhuang have said that Chu Zhaonan and Gu Lingge are a perfect match, since childhood sweethearts and friends of life and death, no matter how you say it, it is only a matter of time before you achieve a positive result, but unfortunately Gu Lingge has not been enlightened, and Chu Zhaonan's identity is not embarrassing. Gu Liangyue would ask him about his progress every year when he came back, but every time he got the answer, he didn't have it yet, and that kind of embarrassment became more and more difficult.

There is a big mansion in Mucheng with three entrances and three exits, which is said to have been built by a toast that was very popular with the people. It's just that because Tusi died early, people feel that there is really no one who is as virtuous as Tusi, so they simply no longer arrange people to live in it, but instead do rituals and burn incense and worship it. It's the highest honor here to be offered inside. The population here is dominated by the Miao people, mixed with the Ba and Han people, of course, it is not completely equal, that is, relative.

In the middle of the night, the crisp silver bells rang in the empty mansion, and the impact of the silver objects was strange but incomparably pleasant in the silver moonlight. Hua Lan looked at the ever-bright lantern in the main hall, and the iron-cast girl wearing a Miao characteristic embroidered costume was holding the candle tray in a bewitching but not lowly posture, which looked very beautiful under the orange light. The candles flickered brightly, making the night even more empty.

"Patriarch." Although Hua Lan is the daughter of a centurion, she is still in awe of the old patriarch in front of her, who has never been out of the mansion and whose clothes and beards are all white. The Miao family is good at Gu poison, and the Ba people who were mixed in the Broken Blue Mountains intermarried with the Miao family, and the Ba people's curse technique and Gu poison method were combined, and another organization was slowly derived - Qiang Jiang. And the leader of the Qiangjiang people is a chivalrous warrior named Nanjiang Yuanxingke.

No one really knew exactly where this group of people lived, or what they were formed for. It was only after the death of the third Tusi that they came out for the question of the ownership of this mansion and taught those who did not agree to use this place as an ancestral hall and repeatedly made trouble.

Qiang Jiang appeared with the settlement of the Miao family, and more than 100 years have passed since then, because of their concealment and deep dwelling, no one knows how many people still exist in Qiang Jiang, only that the travelers from southern Xinjiang are still active in people's sight. There are constant rumors that Qiangjiang has declined, but there has been no confirmation from the travelers from southern Xinjiang.

Mucheng used to be the settlement of the entire Qiangjiang, but now when it comes to Qiangjiang, all the people in the city will unconsciously look at the mansion, and then shake their heads silently and keep silent. Although Chu Zhaonan has noticed this since he said it, there has not been much progress in the past few months. He already knew that the Peak of a Thousand Buildings might be in the hands of a traveler from Southern Xinjiang, and the reason why he didn't reject Hua Lan too clearly was that if he could go a little deeper, he might be able to find out some news.

"Lan Lan, I told you, you can't force such a thing as feelings." Although the old patriarch doesn't go out, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know anything, Hua Lan's careful thoughts and the little thing about love are boiling in this Mu City, how could he not know?

Seeing what the child he had always liked seemed to be about to say, the old patriarch touched his snow-white beard, and his voice was old and peaceful: "Lan Lan, the old uncle has not been young and knows what love is." It's just that you have also seen that the young offspring is not even above board when he sees you, and it is really not suitable for you. ”

Hua Lan is not a so-called saint, and she doesn't have to take on the mission of the entire Mu City. The old patriarch is the same to anyone, Hua Lan's centurion father Hua Ye has made great contributions to the entire Mu City, yes, but this is not a reason for the old patriarch to be biased. In the relationship, it is not partiality that can be done.

"Hua Lan knows, but Hua Lan still wants to ask the old uncle to meet him, even if there is no result between us, I still want to introduce the old uncle." Hua Lan is actually a very transparent girl, although she was born in a place where the folk customs are open, but she is not faceless. Although Chu Zhaonan never said that he liked her or anything like that, judging from the few short contacts, he was a gentleman and should be a useful talent for Mu Cheng. If you simply return to Lin'an City, then it will be even more difficult to find another person like this.

"Really? Since Lan Lan said so, then Uncle Ming'er, I will ask someone to send a prayer post. "Although the customs of the Miao family in the southwest are not very different from those in Lin'an, they are also part of the integration in hospitality etiquette. It was from here that the message of worship evolved.

Following.

When Chu Zhaonan received the empty blank piece of paper, he was a little confused. I've never seen a post written like this...... However, after discussing it with Chang Dong, I still felt that it was better to go, so I cleaned up Chu Zhaonan and went. Chang Dong didn't dare to follow rashly, in the realm of Mucheng, the prestige of the old patriarch was much more powerful than them. A lot of things should still depend on him.

"Captain Chu Zhaonan has seen the old patriarch." When Chu Zhaonan entered the mansion, he was taken away by the gatekeeper for weapons and armor, and instead gave him a very loose civilian dress, with large strips of colorful splicing patterns on the cuffs, although he was a little surprised, Chu Zhaonan still put them on obediently, and then saluted respectfully. The man at the top of Mucheng's power.

"The lieutenant is polite, sit down." With a thick batik dark blue cloth towel in the shape of horns on his head, and his body was also blue, the old patriarch was more peaceful than he imagined, and there was no demonization of the so-called wearing gold and silver. The Miao family is heavy on silver, which has been the same since ancient times, but it is more simple, not the so-called festival dress.

"I heard Lan Lan say that the captain is a talent, and the old man is not talented, so I have a few questions I want to ask the captain." Straightforward, the old patriarch's words were unusually clear and understandable. Chu Zhaonan is not stupid, and he can make the old patriarch attach so much importance to things, he subconsciously feels that it is related to Qiang Jiang, intuition. He nodded, with the humility and deference that a young man should have.

"Childe should have known about Qiang Jiang after coming here for so long, right?" Looking at Chu Zhaonan nodded, the old patriarch's face was pale. His eyes were like deep ancient wells, he couldn't see anything, and all the light that shone into them was nothing.

Then, the old man's question is simple. The old man is Qiang Jiang's person, and now Qiang Jiang is short of manpower, and the old man is not without interest in seeing the son, can you consider it? "Many people know Qiang Jiang because of that mysterious power, but in Mu City, Qiang Jiang is even more famous for its huge underground treasure trove. This is the reason why everyone pursues Qiang ginger.

There is no one in the world who is not tempted by money. Money and affection have always been natural killers that human beings cannot resist.

"If you don't have the courage to do so, do you want to stay here and practice for a long time if you agree to do so?" Chu Zhaonan was not interested in the strange divine powers passed down by outsiders or the legends of the huge treasure house. It would be nice to have something to learn, but he never wanted to tie himself up here. There are still lovers in Lin'an City, and there are families in Changling.

The old patriarch hesitated for a while and nodded, he had just realized that Chu Zhaonan would not stay, that was a very simple question. Qiang Jiang's requirements in addition to lifelong guards also have absolute intermarriage, if the recruited person is a Han Chinese, then he must marry a Ba bride and a Miao bride at the same time, the birth of the heir by the two mothers to raise together, Gu poison and curse art must be learned at the same time, and when the adult is decided by all the Qiang Jiang personnel how to place the child.

Obviously, Chu Zhaonan already has a sweetheart, otherwise he wouldn't have asked that kind of question. After all, the old patriarch is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, and he has also seen countless people come to recommend himself, so he can see at a glance that Chu Zhaonan is actually very qualified, but people don't like it and can't be overly forced, so it can only be said that everything is fate. In the future of Qiang Jiang, we can't and can't force other people's lives.

In fact, no one has the qualifications and ability to demand the lives of others. Even if it's Tenluo-sama, it's the same.

"Please forgive the old patriarch, Zhaonan already has a favorite person in Kyoto, and he can't promise the patriarch." Hua Lan had already told the old patriarch everything, including the fact that Chu Zhaonan deliberately spread out that he already had a sweetheart.

"It's okay, the old man forced it." The old patriarch was also open-minded, he didn't do too much to keep it, and he gave him a few words of greeting, but generously gave him the set of clothes.

When he was at the door, Chu Zhaonan saw Hua Lan who was still smiling with teary eyes, sighed lightly in his heart, and looked directly into Hua Lan's eyes for the first time, there was still love in those eyes, but there was no madness and obsession. The two looked at each other and smiled, and many feelings were slowly broken and reorganized.

"Goodbye." Hua Lan spoke first, and Chu Zhaonan nodded. The two of them stood at the door of the antique mansion, wearing the clothes with a strong temperament of the Miao family, standing in the bright sunshine, the shadow of the tree blocking some outlines, and their voices trembled but were extremely distinct. A moment of freeze becomes the scenery of this life.