On this day, chickens and dogs jumped in the oasis territory, skirmishes continued, and even at night, there were fires everywhere.

The guests of Talat camp came and went, and several waves of people visited in succession, and the young Pasha had red eyes.

Franklin has come, Jason has come, and even Mullen has come, all for one purpose, to prevent Hoover from leaving.

Although he came to ask what he meant, it could be seen that no one took his thoughts seriously, and none of the four big horse bandits really respected him.

"Mr. Four."

Zhou Jinru came to the tent, sat down on the left hand side of Talat, and swept his gaze, and after a few days, the place had not changed much.

"What should I do now?"

"Wait."

A muffled voice came from under the mask.

Wait?

Talat didn't understand what it meant.

Zhou Jinru chuckled: "Wait for a sandstorm, before that, we just need to be patient." ”

The boy was silent.

For a long time, he was reproached for everything, and in the eyes of his father, this son was superfluous, no matter how he looked at it, it all started after the birth of his sister.

At first, he would try to change his father's opinion, thinking that he was not good enough, maybe a little better would be recognized, but the truth slapped him hard, and his father only had a little daughter in his eyes, and never said a good word to him again.

He learned to be silent, and only silence can solve everything, his problems.

But at this moment, he wanted to say something, and in his heart he thought about what angle to cut from.

"Mr. Four, why are you helping me?"

After some thought, Talat decided to ask a less important question first.

Zhou Jinru paused for two seconds: "Maybe we have a fate." ”

"I always thought you'd leave."

"I do leave, and I don't know when."

Zhou Jinru's words made Talat stunned, and then let out a sigh.

"Mr. Four, I thought you would stay."

"Our encounter was an accident, and an accident means that it has an end to the day."

Of course he won't stay, this is not his time, the Rhode Island family is still waiting for him.

Talat crossed his hands, raised his head and glanced at Zhou Jinru, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Four, do you think I can be a good Pasha?" ”

"It depends on what you define by Pasha, you can be like your father, you can be like Mullen, or you can be yourself, there are many choices, there are many ideas, but more often than not, we can't help ourselves."

We can't help ourselves.

Talat chewed on the sentence carefully, maybe this was what Mr. Four wanted to tell him.

He's been through a lot these days, from battlefield fights to hypocrisy at banquets, to being used as a mascot now, and he wants to follow his own path.

Zhou Jinru asked rhetorically: "Then what do you want to do?" ”

"I want to ......"

As soon as the words came to his lips, Talat stopped, and his eyes appeared at the frightened and uneasy lords who faced the scimitars and the horses' hooves, and he thought of the words spoken at the banquet, the civilians who had been divided between the four horse bandits, and he whispered: "I want my territory to be free of those sufferings, everyone to live and work in peace and contentment, and no horse bandits to wreak havoc." ”

"Then you have to face a lot of enemies, first of all, the four horse bandits you see in front of you, solve them, you have to face more livelihood problems, wealth does not come out of thin air, you have to grasp local production, and then open trade from more channels, let gold and silver coins circulate, and then you will be targeted by more powerful enemies, even if you succeed in clearing all the obstacles, you still have to face the last threat."

When Zhou Jinru said this, he kept his mouth shut, he was not intimidating Talat, he was just stating the facts.

Seeing the huge benefits of Gaul and Victoria, they would not give up easily, and the locals of Sargon, who had also tasted flesh and blood, would keep an eye on the Oasis territory.

And the last threat came from Talat's father.

The father who sees his son unhappy does not want to see his son achieve success no matter what.

Although rare, such human distortions do exist.

This teenager is very good, has excellent qualities, does not lack the inspiration of one, nor lacks the hard work of ninety-nine, and the real problem is only the lack of experience and experience.

But why didn't his father like him?

Zhou Jinru does not intend to delve into the unsolved mystery, it is meaningless.

But for Talat, his father was an insurmountable chasm.

"I know what you're trying to say, I'm going to have to face my father someday."

Young Pasha said.

Judging from the official history of Sargon a hundred years later, there should have been no major events of father-son filial piety.

Zhou Jinru secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that he would say three or two sentences, and in the future, Talat ascended to the heights and shouted, "There can be a prince in the world for sixty years", don't create this kind of history.

"Where does Mr. Four want to go in the future?"

"Go south, go south and have a look, hehe, I'm a wanderer, everywhere I go, maybe to Victoria, or Gaul, or Letania."

Zhou Jinru didn't think about it himself, theoretically, after he recovered the defender's energy, he would be able to open the hole and go back, but before that, he should leave Sargon.

Talat cast an envious gaze, and it would be good to be able to walk around if he had the chance.

But Zhou Jinru didn't think so, because wandering was a last resort, and even if he could cross the land of Terra, his journey would have long ended, and he wanted to return to Rhode Island, and the rest of the journey was just suffering.

"By the way, Mr. Four, have you ever heard of a plant called the red willow tree, which is said to have existed for thousands of years, which is older than our history."

"I know that red willow trees generally grow in arid areas, and there must be plenty of them in Sargon."

"Yes," Tara nodded, "there are a lot of red willow trees in my hometown, and they are planted in a row next to the channel, and when they bloom the next year, the red flowers bloom in clusters, and they are very beautiful." ”

They chatted about each other, and late at night, Zhou Jinru got up to say goodbye and returned to his tent.

Kelsey didn't come tonight.

Zhou Jinru pondered that she should be very busy, after all, there was such a mess in the Oasis territory.

The lights were blown out, and a man sat quietly in the dark, and there was no sound around him.

I don't know how long it has been, but there was a strong wind outside the tent, and the sand particles hit the tent like raindrops, crackling.

Got the wind?

Zhou Jinru stood up and stretched out his hand to open the tent curtain, and at this time, all the lights in the camp were extinguished, and there was no light at all.

The wind was howling in the sky, the yellow sand was wrapping, the clothes were tightly wrapped around the body, and the sand hit the mask.

In the deep darkness, at some point, a figure stood opposite him.