After a long while, the crowd watching the battle reacted, and for a moment there was thunderous applause, cheers and shouts, and after a while, the people in the audience shouted in unison: "And Sana!" and "And Sana!"

The Nanzhao people have always been martial, and "Hesana" is their highest name for warriors.

At this time, Wuji returned to the stands, and King Nanzhao stroked his beard and laughed heroically, admiring him more and more.

Ge Luofeng originally had a heart for Tang, although he didn't know who Zang Feng was, but when he mentioned this person, he could judge from Meng Chongyi's admiring eyes that he must be a big man, Yan Wuji was his apprentice, and his identity must not be low, so it would be more secure to be with Tang.

But Ge Luofeng's eyes only seem to be political, as if he forgot about his daughter's marriage just now.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Yan Wuji said loudly to Ge Luofeng: "I have received a secret letter from the master, and my pilgrim has agreed to strike the army, and Qin ordered several of my uncles to be envoys for peace talks, and they are already on the way. ”

Ge Luofeng was very happy, and laughed and said: "My Nanzhao and your Tang Dynasty have always been brothers, and now the ice has released the previous suspicions, which is really a great blessing for my country!" After saying this, he patted Wuji's shoulder vigorously, and said: "The little hero is very skilled, worthy of the name of 'Hesana'! What kind of divine soldier is that long sword in your hand? Can you get closer and let this king take a look?"

Indefinitely and respectfully handed the sword over, Ge Luofeng took it out and looked at it for a long time, although the scabbard was not very gorgeous, the sword body was sharp, just flicked it lightly, and it buzzed. He sighed in his heart: "This is by no means made of ordinary materials, if all the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are equipped with this sword, Nanzhao will never compete with it." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sour, in fact, he thought too much, how could there be so many divine weapons in the world, Qin Keji regarded the indefinite as his own, so he gave him such a sword.

Ge Luofeng also admired it, and when he was about to insert it back into the scabbard, his eyes were deeply attracted by the half piece of water canglueon at the bottom of the sword spike, he was surprised for a long time, and asked, "Where did you get this jade pendant?

Seeing that his face was suddenly solemn, he thought that this jade pendant must be very important, so he replied truthfully: "It was given by a friend of mine." ”

"What's his name?" asked Glefeng quickly.

Wuji has always been alert, and before he figured out the other party's intentions, he never spoke much, and immediately haha: "It's just an ordinary friend." ”

Seeing that he refused to speak, Ge Luofeng didn't force it, and asked, "Is there any half left?" Yan Wuqi handed over Tianzong's "Acacia Bone", and the end of the sword was also decorated with half a dragon-shaped jade pendant.

"Yes, yes!" said to himself, with a strange expression.

He suddenly became serious: "This is indeed a token of the patriarchs of my Nanzhao Shelong Pavilion! You must tell me its origin!"

Yan Wuji was a little annoyed, and thought: "I respect you as the father of Brother Feng and Princess Baihua, and I don't want to hurt the harmony between the two countries, so I am so polite, I am not your national, how can you, the barbarian king, order me!"

Meng Chongyi, who was sitting next to him, listened to them talk about the "Shelong Pavilion", and he was also interested for a while, and he saw this dragon and tiger jade pendant as soon as he looked back, he was the leader of the Shelong Pavilion, ranking above the patriarchs, and he was naturally familiar with this jade pendant.

Meng Chongyi brutally snatched the sword from Ge Luofeng's hand, stared at it for a while, and said with great certainty: "This is not a token of Shelong Pavilion!"

He then took out a piece of complete water clairylolite with the same pattern from his arms, compared it on it, and showed it to Ge Luofeng, only to see that the jade pendant that Qi Jinyu gave to their brothers and sons was larger than Meng Chongyi's piece together, and it was an irregular circle, with some edges and corners, and Meng Chongyi's piece was a perfect circle.

"It's... Uncle, why is that?" said Ge Luofeng, too.

Meng Chongyi looked at it for a long time, and saw that the material of this jade was indeed water clairy, so he was even more curious, water clairfall is the jade core of Lantian jade, the hardness is far greater than that of yellow granite and marble, and there are only a handful of blades in the world that can break it, how could this jade pendant be split in half?

Then he said to Ge Luofeng: "It is indeed not a token in my clan, firstly, the shape does not fit, and secondly, there are six tokens in Shelong Pavilion, and the remaining five pieces are kept in the hands of the patriarchs, I have checked them every month, and I have not seen any loss or damage." ”

After that, he returned the sword to Wuji, and did not forget to sneer: "It must have been deliberately imitated by some boring guy, what a joke, the token of my Shelong Pavilion has been passed down for hundreds of years, how can it be easily imitated?"

Seeing that it was a misunderstanding, Ge Luofeng laughed with relief: "Since it is not a token of my Tiger Country, the source of this jade has no right to ask again, the two young heroes can not only get this thing, but also have a relationship with our Tiger Country, and they will keep it for a good life." ”

Ning Jia'er saw that her father was in a good mood, so she took the opportunity to ask him in a low voice: "Then I don't have to marry to Tibet, do I?"

Ge Luofeng said: "Put these trivial things aside in advance, and talk about them later." He looked at Zakma again, but he didn't pursue his rudeness to him just now, and said with a smile: "Let's discuss the matter of marriage, what do you think, envoy?"

Seeing that the matter had come to this point, Zakma also said something, and said with a smile: "It's all up to the king." ”

Ge Luofeng slapped the table and said, "There is one more thing I almost forgot." He said to Ge Wuen: "Since the Tubo Zanpu has sent the slaves, whether they accept it or not, we can't treat them slowly, you can bring someone to meet them." ”

A hint of imperceptible treachery flashed in Ge Wuen's eyes, and after making peace, he got up and left.

As soon as he left, Yan Wuzhi suddenly realized that the matter that he had been puzzled about had finally figured out! So he pulled Feng Jiayi and left, and hurriedly said: "Brother Feng, please come with me! ”

The two walked along the river bank for a long distance, until there was no one around, Yan Tianzong and Ning Jia'er saw that they were in a hurry, and they also followed quickly.

Feng Jiayi took a breath and said, "Brother Yan has something to say directly, I can trust you." ”

Yan Wuji asked him: "Before, there was news from Xizuo that the slaves sent by Tubo had crossed the border, right?"

Feng Jiayi nodded yes, and added, "You can arrive at Jianqiang tomorrow." ”

"May I ask Brother Feng, how far is Jian Qiang from here?"

Feng Jiayi didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he replied honestly: "It's about four hundred miles." ”

Yan Wuzhi clapped his hands together: "That's it! There must be a fraud in the matter of Tubo sending slaves! Luo Qi is about two thousand miles away from Jianqiang, and Zakma only proposed to marry Princess Baihua three days ago, even if he flew a pigeon to pass a book to Tubo Zampu at that time, how could a 5,000-strong slave team be assembled in three days and travel thousands of miles?"

Feng Jiayi was also a smart man, and he understood what he meant at once, but he still didn't dare to believe it, and guessed: "Maybe Zakma had the idea of marriage before he came to Nanzhao? ”

Wu Ji thought to himself: "What Brother Feng said is not unreasonable. But he always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't calm down, so he persuaded him: "The heart of guarding against people is indispensable, after all, it is five thousand people, which is enough to change the gains and losses of a city, Brother Feng has to guard against it, and there is still one thing ......"

Ning Jia'er saw that he was speechless, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Not only can Brother trust you, but I can also trust you, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it." ”

Yan Wuzhi gritted his teeth, and told them about the private meeting with Meng Chongyi and Ge Wuen by the envoy of Tubo that night, not to mention it before, it was not that he was afraid of Meng Chongyi and others retaliation, but because there was no evidence, he slandered Feng Jiayi's grandfather and uncle for no reason, which was not done by a gentleman, and now the matter is urgent and he can't take care of it much.

"My junior brother can testify to this!" Wu Ji immediately looked at Yan Tianzong, and he nodded with great certainty.

"I believe in you!" Feng Jiayi's eyes were full of energy, and his words were sonorous and powerful.

What he believed was not only the Tang Dynasty boy in front of him who had saved him, but also his own judgment, first he was assassinated outside the city for no reason, and then he heard from his father about the balance of power between the three of them, which further strengthened Ge Wuen's desire to usurp.

So he said goodbye to everyone and wanted to rush to Jianqiang immediately, but to find out the truth of the five thousand people, Yan Tianzong wanted to go with him, but he was stopped indefinitely, and casually found an excuse that the two of them were injured and it was inconvenient to travel long distances.

Feng Jiayi smiled generously and expressed his understanding: "Two brothers, you are so good to live and recuperate, I am just investigating, and I will not use force with others, although rest assured." ”

Yan Wuqi said: "There is one more thing I want to ask Brother Feng, what does the Shelong Pavilion you always mention mean?"

Feng Jiayi was thinking about how to explain it to him simply and clearly, and after a little contemplation, he said: " You can think of it as a sect like the One Sword Sect, although the number of people is small, but they are all the top masters of Nanzhao, unlike the One Sword Sect, you are a pure Jianghu organization, but Shelong Pavilion is directly under the orders of the royal family, the leader is the great patriarch of the past dynasties, and the rest of the five clans each clan sent one person as an elder, responsible for supervision and staff, in the past, the disciples of Shelong Pavilion were all selected from the people of Nanzhao and taught them martial arts, since the grandfather became the leader, he relaxed the conditions, and found many people in the rivers and lakes from the Central Plains as staff. ”

Wuji had a general understanding of the Shelong Pavilion in his heart, and asked, "What do the disciples and staff of the Shelong Pavilion do on weekdays?"

Feng Jiayi shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, they only obey the orders of the patriarchs and my father. ”

"Then, where is Shelong Pavilion?" asked indefinitely, he was afraid that Brother Feng would think that he would talk too much and annoy him again, Feng Jiayi was far from being as stingy as he thought, but he didn't know what he was referring to, and asked: "You are talking about where is the hall of Shelong Pavilion, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes, where is the church?"

Feng Jia said: "There is a place two hundred miles south of Taihe City, called 'Mengshe River', which is the birthplace of our clan, and there is a Tallinn in the city, and the church of Shelong Pavilion is located there. ”

After Feng Jiayi's brother and sister walked away, Yan Tianzong was cunning and asked, "Don't you want to go to Shelong Pavilion to break through?"

Yan Wuqi nodded and said, "Senior Brother Qi can't understand the mystery of this jade pendant, and King Nanzhao values it so much, it must be an extraordinary thing, since it is a token of Shelong Pavilion, there may be an answer there." ”

"Okay, then let's go to Shelong Pavilion and see what Nanzhao's top masters look like, right, where are they?" Tianzong scratched his head and said.

"Mengshechuan!"

"Yes, yes, yes, two hundred miles to the south, Mengshe River. ”

Wu Ji said again: "Go to the post house first and bring the ghost recipe, so as to save yourself from suffering due to language barriers." ”