After Xia Li set up a banquet, Shang Yin found that he was not only invincible in the face of the Dawu tribe, but also couldn't bear it in the face of Xia Li, and in the end he could only be carried back by Han Han.

Although the body feels tired, but the consciousness is still very clear, how much I hope to have Su Jiuwei by my side at this time, remembering that night in the Dawu tribe, warm jade and warm fragrance, if it wasn't for the fact that his consciousness was too tired in the end to support it, he should have succeeded.

As soon as he thought of this, Shang Yin was itching, and he just wanted to find Su Jiuwei quickly, now that he was in the imperial capital, he could only rely on the General Chamber of Commerce, he let himself calm down and have a good rest, and now he could only wait for news.

As soon as the day dawns.

He washed up and prepared to go out.

Lei Heng completed the escort task, and also came to resign as soon as possible, he knew that Shang Yin came to the imperial capital, and now he is basically safe in the General Chamber of Commerce.

"General Lei has worked hard, help me bring a message to General Gao Li, bother the forces of the Northern Cold Pass, help me find out the whereabouts of Su Jiuwei, don't let her have anything to do!" Shang Yin was still a little uneasy in his heart.

Cai'er, who was on the side, didn't speak, and she was sure that Shang Yin cared about Su Jiuwei very much, and she was a little upset for Xia Xin, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Where, this is all within my responsibility, Su Jiuwei's matter, I will definitely inform General Gao Li, I hope you will often return to Beihanguan in the future, it will always be your home. Lei Heng has a great affection for Shang Yin, and he has a bright smile.

"Naturally. Shang Yin could feel Lei Heng's sincerity.

"Then I'll quit first. Lei Heng bowed and turned to leave.

Shang Yin sent it away, and then said: "Cai'er, I want to visit Da Shibi, I don't know what the rules are, do you want to send a prayer post first?"

"As a son, it doesn't have to be like this, just visit the door. Cai'er smiled.

"Okay, then go and meet Da Shibi. Shang Yin took Han Han and said.

"Childe, you can go, my identity is not enough to meet the Great Shibi with you, and I will be taken by the Golden Immortal Attendant. Cai'er said this, in fact, she knew that Shang Yin was going to ask Da Shibi about some private matters, and accompanying her would cause unnecessary trouble to Xia Xin, not to mention that Shang Yin might not be willing to let outsiders know.

"That's fine. Shang Yin didn't force it, and the Golden Immortal Servant personally led the way.

Walking out of the palace, there is a place to raise mounts.

There are many varieties such as linma, snow treading, and wind blasting

"Childe can choose the type of horse he wants to travel. Jin Xian said on the side.

"This treatment is really good, I heard that the wind can ride the wind and leap, and I don't know if it's true or not. Shang Yin asked.

"Nature is true, if there is a strong wind, it is indeed possible to fly a distance against the wind. The Golden Immortal Attendant responded.

"Then the Wind Horse. Shang Yin smiled.

"But in the official road in the city, you can't fly. The Golden Immortal Attendant said again.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. ”

The six-headed wind-drawn carriage, the carriage that Shang Yin was sitting on, only felt that the level of safety was comparable to that of the Xiangang carriage.

It's just that the carriage is bigger, more thoughtful, more complete, and quite luxuriously furnished, as well as wine and tea, similar to the RV of the previous life, everything is available, and it is almost equipped with a TV.

"The life of a rich person is always boring and boring. Shang Yin sat on the main seat and felt quite comfortable.

Jin Xian waits as a coachman, and the entire General Chamber of Commerce, there are no more than five people who can have such treatment.

In less than half an hour, the carriage heard in front of a mansion.

The golden immortal servant bowed and said to the guard at the door: "The only grandson of the old immortal master, Shang Yin asks to see the great historian." ”

"Jin Xian Wait, please wait a moment, I'll go to the court. "On weekdays, almost no one dares to disturb the great history pen, because he is a person who is iron-faced and selfless, interacts with others, and has no personal feelings.

Therefore, this mansion is also extremely deserted, Shang Yin looked at this courtyard mansion, and felt that it was the most shabby in this imperial capital, no different from his own Tianzheng Taoist temple.

Soon, the guards came out to report and said, "Please pay attention to Mr. Shang." ”

Shang Yin took Han Han and went in directly, and the golden immortal waiter waited outside.

In the courtyard, there was an old man with a white beard, sitting on a gazebo.

The spring flowers in the courtyard are blooming, a good spring.

"Shang Yin has seen the great history pen. He bowed, and Han Han also saluted beside him, holding the Immortal Killing Bow in his hand.

"Shang Gongzi came to me, what is the so-called?" Da Shibi personally poured two cups of tea and motioned for them to sit down.

"The first thing, of course, is to let the Great History Pen know that I am here, if I die, it should be the royal family of the Xia Kingdom, this is what I said personally, and please record it truthfully. Shang Yinle said with a smile.

He took Hanhan and sat on the gazebo.

Since ancient times, kiosks have been used to see off guests.

Since Da Shibi entertained himself in the pavilion in the courtyard, he obviously didn't want someone to disturb him for too long.

"I already know about this, but what about the second thing?" Da Shibi's words were very flat, and it felt very difficult to get close to.

"I want to ask, back then, my father and mother led thousands of scattered cultivators to prepare to attack the rear of the barbarians, it is rumored that someone in the Xia Kingdom leaked the plot, causing them to be ambushed by the elite of the barbarians, and I want to ask if the Great History Pen is really true?" Shang Yin knew that this courtyard was not a place to speak, but he was not afraid that someone would know that he was checking these things.

"It's true, but it's not evidence, and it's hard for me to judge. "Da Shi pen is the first to say.

"I want to ask, who is most of this statement pointing to, leaking intelligence?" Shang Yin asked again.

"It is said that it is Hong Wujun, but there is no real evidence. "Dashi didn't deliberately hide it, but there is really no real evidence for this matter.

"Can someone collect my father's body?" Shang Yin asked again.

"No, they went deep into the hinterland of the barbarians, and they did not see anyone alive or dead. Da Shibi shook his head, speaking of Shang Yin's life experience is indeed a bit tragic, a loyal martyr, protecting the people of the Xia Kingdom, he also admires it very much in his heart.

"I also want to ask, is it true that my grandmother was ambushed by mysterious forces and barbarians in the barbarian divine land back then?" Shang Yin clenched his fists, these Shang Tianzheng had not mentioned it to him, and he must not want him to be shrouded in these shadows since he was a child.

"It's true, but it is unknown who it is. Da Shibi sighed lightly, with a sad expression.

"What about my grandmother's bones?" Shang Yin felt that he had to find out about this matter, otherwise he felt that it would be difficult to calm down with this breath in his heart.

"Similarly, I can't see people alive or dead, but they should fall in the barbarian gods, I think if you want to get their bones back, you need to find the barbarian people, but it's very dangerous. Da Shibi suggested.

"The barbarians were defeated, and after the armistice, did they not return the corpses of the warriors of my Xia Kingdom?" Although these were not his biological parents, he really wanted to do something for them.

"Some of them were returned, some of them were not, saying that the war was too chaotic, and some of them were gone. The great historian sighed: "If the old man wants the old man to write these things into history, there must be real evidence, although I admire the old immortal master's personality, but if there is no real evidence, I can't write these things down, and in the end, history can only be their heroic sacrifice." ”