When Feng Jiayi and Ning Jia'er left Ge Luofeng's dormitory, Yan Wuqi and the others had not gone far, and after going out for a while, the four of them met again.

Tianzong waved his hand to greet their brother and sister, and both of them seemed to be thinking about something, so they casually responded absentmindedly and left.

"What's the situation, weren't you still elated just now?" Yan Tianzong muttered quietly, Ning Jia'er didn't take a few steps and returned to her original place, looking Yan Tianzong up and down.

She suddenly had an idea, and she giggled with a sly look.

Yan Tianzong scratched his head, and said in a panic: "I said, princess, can you stop looking at me like this?" ”

"Brother Yan has ever been married?"

Ning Jiaer does not distinguish between "Yan" and "Yan", she refers to Yan Tianzong.

This question is terrible, Tianzong's eyes widened, and he was at a loss to pestle in place, how could the eldest girl's family ask others if they were married?

Yan Wuzhi almost laughed out loud with a "poof", hurriedly held back, approached Tianzong again, covered his mouth with his hand, and quipped: "Eighty percent of this princess has taken a fancy to you and wants to recruit you as a concubine!"

"Go, go!" Yan Tianzong pushed him away angrily.

Ning Jia'er snorted: "Just ask if you have a favorite girl, why are you so twisted!" Yan Tianzong coughed dryly and replied truthfully: "Princess Hui, I haven't married yet, and I don't have a marriage contract." ”

Ning Jia'er clapped her hands and said, "That's fine!"

"Yes, I really fell in love with my junior brother. Indefinite smiled in his heart.

"Would you like to be my husband, then?" asked Princess Hundred Flowers bluntly.

"What!"

"What?"

Feng Jiayi and Yan Tianzong were both surprised, Feng Jiayi was amazed that his sister was so decisive, Yan Tianzong couldn't believe his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrong. Only Yan Wuji looked at the three of them with a smile, as if everything was expected.

"You haven't married me, what's the problem? Or do you think I'm not worthy of you as a barbarian woman?" Ning Jia'er wrote lightly, only to see that her eyes were watery, her face was powdery, and she had an indescribable loveliness.

"No, no, no, you are a princess of a country, and you have such a fairy-like appearance, it's just...."Yan Tianzong scratched his head again.

"Just what?" Ning Jia'er has always been quick to speak.

"It's just... It's too... It's too casual, isn't it?" Yan Tianzong is such a reckless person, and there are times when he says that others are casual, this is the first time.

"Besides—" He muttered to himself, but he didn't say anything.

"Oh! I thought you were a cheerful person, but I didn't really want you to be my husband. Ning Jia'er then told the two of them about the Tubo marriage and Ge Luofeng's forced marriage.

"Oh! so that's it!" Wuji knew in his heart that the princess was not willing to commit to the Tibetan Zampu who had never met, nor did she want to embarrass her father, and hurt the peace between the two countries, so she came up with such a lame idea, even if the Tibetan envoy was willing, he couldn't force a person who already had a marriage contract, right?

"I think this is possible!" Yan Wuzhi said firmly.

"No!" Yan Tianzong decisively refused.

"Why?" Ning Jia'er was also surprised, "It's just acting, after the Tibetan envoy leaves, you will still be you, and I will still be me, why not?"

Tianzong showed a rare serious posture again, and said loudly: "I only like my senior sister, whether it is day or night, all I think about is her." Whether it's a real marriage or a fake marriage, I only have my sister in my heart, and there are no other women. ”

Yan Wuzhi still did not give up, and persuaded him: "The master has always taught us to put chivalry first, and to be anxious about what people are anxious about. ”

"If you can't say it, you can't do it at all!" Yan Tianzong was a little anxious.

Suddenly, he squinted at Wuji, and said, "Anyway, it's just a scene, isn't there still you?"

After listening to him, Ning Jia'er immediately looked at Wuji, she hadn't thought about it before. It's just that Ning Jia'er thinks in her heart that a character and character like Yan Wuqi must be very popular with the girls of the Tang Dynasty, maybe she already has a good match, so she didn't ask him to avoid embarrassment.

In fact, this is not the case, Yan Wuji has a withdrawn temperament, except for Bai Rose, the rest of the female disciples of the One Sword Sect don't have much thought about him, but Yan Tianzong's informal personality is more popular.

This time it was Yan Wuji's turn to be at a loss, he was even more wooden than Yan Tianzong, he was incoherent for a while, and stumbled: "I... I didn't think about it... Oops, how old am I... Princess, you again...."

As soon as he came back to his senses, he saw Ning Jia'er pouting and staring at him with her eyes, and suddenly her heart softened, she muttered for a long time, lowered her head, and said resignedly: "Then, let me think about it." ”

Wuji's voice was so small that he might not have heard what he was saying, but somehow, Ning Jia'er understood, and immediately smiled happily and giggled: "Then it's decided, I will announce it to my father and the tiger people at the Torch Festival the day after tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he left, waving his hand backwards as he walked: "Let's go! Brother Yan, don't worry, I won't embarrass you, just fool them!"

Looking at Ning Jia'er's departing back, Yan Tianzong asked Feng Jiayi: "Do you Nanzhao people like to talk with your backs to others like this?"

"Huh, what?" Feng Jiayi didn't recover for a while.

Seeing him like this, Yan Tianzong shook his head and sighed: "Alas, forget it, Brother Feng will tell us about the Torch Festival first, what kind of festival is this?"

Prince Feng Jiayi said: "The Torch Festival was originally the day when our royal family commemorated Mrs. Bai Jie, in recent years, the people have followed suit, and there is also this custom, to say that the most important festival in Nanzhao is not necessarily the Torch Festival, but the most lively must be the Torch Festival." ”

"Who is Mrs. Bai Jie?" Yan Tianzong was always very interested in such lively things.

"Well..."Feng Jia was reluctant to say. "Oh! I said Brother Feng, you say half of what you say, it makes people so upset, who is this Mrs. Bai Jie?" Feng Jiayi couldn't stand his soft grinding and hard bubbles, and said with a wry smile: "Mrs. Bai Jie is half of the royal family, I should call her grandma according to my generation." ”

"Half of the royal family, how do you say that?" asked Yan Wuji, who had calmed down.

"Because Madame Bai Jie was not my grandfather's original match. Feng Jiayi's grandfather was the last edict lord of Nanzhao, Pi Luoge, "It's not even grandpa's concubine, because they are not married." ”

"Could it be that Mrs. Bai Jie was snatched by your grandfather?" Tianzong joked with him, and Yan Wuji coughed dryly twice, reminding him to pay attention to the wording when he spoke.

Tianzhong smiled and said, "Hehe, Brother Feng, don't be like the younger brother, please continue." ”

"The facts are similar to what Brother Yan said, Mrs. Bai Jie was the wife of the edict lord of Deng Zhen, my grandfather had the ambition of unifying the six edicts when he was young, but he did not want to make a big move, so he invited the remaining five edicts in the name of worshipping the ancestors, in order to force them to comply, the five edicts were placed under house arrest in Mengshechuan, Deng Jie edict lord would rather die than take refuge, in desperation grandfather could only kill him to prove his prestige, when his wife came to collect the body, my grandfather was attracted by her beauty, and wanted to marry her, Mrs. Bai Jie pretended to agree, claiming to return to Deng Zhe to persuade everyone, grandfather also agreed, who knew that she would immediately recruit troops and kill to Mengshechuan as soon as she returned to her homelandIn the end, my grandfather was defeated, after the defeat of Mrs. Bai Jie jumped into the moat and drowned, my grandfather was moved by her loyalty and bravery, and ordered a thick burial of Mrs. Bai Jie, and let the children of the royal family go to sacrifice on the twenty-fifth of the winter moon every year, which slowly developed into the Torch Festival. ”

There has always been no one right or wrong in the power struggle, and there is no time to feel sorry for Mrs. Bai Jie, although the means of Pi Luoge to unify the six edicts are not glorious, but they have also created peace and stability in Yunnan for hundreds of years, and it is not up to future generations to judge.

"What do you think about the indefinite period, do you agree to Princess Baihua?" the two chattered incessantly on the way back to the inn.

"Shhhhh

After entering the door, Yan Wuzhi went to the inner room to make tea, tossing all morning and both of them were thirsty, at this time there was only one person left outside, when he was opening the window, a black figure suddenly fell on the beam behind him, and the person jumped behind Tianzong with a leap, his right hand was as fast as lightning, locking his throat, Yan Tianzong panicked "Ah", and was held like this.

Yan Wuji in the inner room heard the shout, and subconsciously pulled out his sword and rushed to this side.

"Ghost Fang?" Yan Wuji recognized the black shadow, which was actually one of the four gold medal killers under the Lynx Sect.

The disciples of Weimen have no names, they are codenamed by the ancient divine beasts or the barbarian people who have appeared, and the master of the sect has personally trained four apprentices, namely the ghost fang, the dog Rong, the soft ran, and the prudence, the ghost fang is often waiting in the sect, and he is familiar with him indefinitely, and the other three are not seen much.

The black shadow nodded and let go of Yan Tianzong.

"Why are you doing this?" Tianzong rubbed his red neck and complained. But I was thinking, "This guy is really powerful, he is hiding in the house, and I didn't even hear a little movement." ”

The ghost party ignored Tianzong and said coldly: "The sect master asked me to protect you. ”

"How are the sect masters and the saints talking, and can the two countries stop the war and negotiate peace?" asked him eagerly.

The ghost side said expressionlessly: "The emperor agreed to a truce, and the One Sword Sect, as an envoy, is already on the way." ”

"Great! Who is here? Is there my master?" Yan Tianzong clapped his hands and applauded, unable to hold back his excited expression.

"Yes!" the ghost said only one word.

Tianzong asked, "Who else?"

Ghost Fang ignored him anymore, sat down, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Hearing that the master was coming, Wu Ji was also very happy in his heart, what Meng Chongyi, what Tubo envoy, in front of the master, no one dared to be presumptuous, and he didn't have to be so timid.

"Hey, by the way, do you speak Nanzhao?" asked him indefinitely.

Seeing him nodding, Wu Ji was even happier, there have been a lot of things that have broken these days because of the language barrier, and then he said: "Before the master arrives, don't reveal your whereabouts." ”

The reason why I say this is because the face of the ghost is too easy to recognize, and his facial features are not ugly, but there is a large patch of erythrophysis on the right side of his face, even if he covers the veil, there is a scar on his forehead and eyebrows that is an inch long from top to bottom, as if he has opened another eye.

The ghost party still nodded, and did not open his eyes, Wu Fang's worries this time were superfluous, since the ghost party was able to sneak into the post house of Taihe City in broad daylight without knowing it, and also subdued Yan Tianzong with one move, he naturally had some ability in hiding his body.