Huo Siyuan left early because of the military affairs from Dunhuang to Disha, An Chunqiu had not come back yet, Mu Sanqian was in a hurry, and only his grandfather and eldest sister were sent out, as well as Mr. Lan and others.

As the head of Xihe Prefecture's civil administration, Zhou Yuan was naturally the first to know about Mu Sanqian, but even so, he still delayed going to Andu Mountain Mansion for a few days, and learned that Mu Sanqian had gone north to the royal court to be sealed, but Zhou Yuan felt relaxed, patted his ass and went back.

An Dushan knew that this person was such a temper, and he didn't care about him.

On the contrary, it was Pei Lai who personally led a hundred iron horsemen to escort his grandson out of the city, which made him feel uneasy, and in his irritation, he brought a jar of old wine from the cellar to Mr. Lan.

"Brought me wine?"

Mr. Lan saw the general hiding sideways behind the door, poked his head out and looked into the room, Mr. Lan, who was sitting on the warm couch and reading, was amused, he was a general all his life, why did he look like a child sometimes?

"Hehe, Mr. suffers, I really can't bear it in my heart, this old wine in Luzhou is shocking to Mr. ”

An Dushan came into the house and licked his face and smiled, quite flattering.

"If there is anything else, hurry up and say, put down the pot of wine first. ”

Mr. Lan held the scroll and stared intently, without even looking at An Du Mountain.

"Mr. Lan, who knows me. ”

An Dushan leaned in front of Mr. Lan and rubbed his hands.

"I won't talk about Qiyuan, the Li family father and son have always regarded An as a thorn in the flesh, knowing that Qian'er is our grandson dares to send someone to Xishu to intercept and kill, although Xihe Prefecture nominally belongs to Northern Xinjiang, but in fact it is still in the hands of our elder brother, at most, it is to pay more taxes every year, those people in Northern Xinjiang may not be much better than Qiyuan, my grandson is easy to return home, and before the ass is hot, he will go north again, although he is going to the Northern Xinjiang Royal Court to be sealed in person, but the further north we go out of Xihe Prefecture, the more powerless we are, I am still worried。 ”

"Are you worried that knowing that the little prince is back in Xihe Prefecture, those people in the north who have been beating our ideas will be unfavorable to the little prince?"

"Well, that's not true. ”

An Du Shan nodded heavily.

"Although he secretly sent a dead soldier, but there are few difficulties and dangers along the way, if Qian'er is still a real knowledge of his destiny, then I can worry less, but he ruined the Qi Sea Acupoint cultivation for the realm is greatly reduced, so no one is not worried. ”

"As you said, this trip is full of dangers, but at this time, it is the best. ”

It was only then that Mr. Lan removed the scroll from his face.

"Oh, what do you mean?"

Andu Mountain listened to Mr. Lan's words and seemed to be particularly optimistic about Mu Sanqian's northward trip, and he immediately came to the spirit.

"The little prince lived before the age of seven was arrogant and arrogant and willful prince's life, seven years after the age of ten years in Wudang Mountain with Zhang Zhenren Qingxiu training deep in the world, lived a hard life with few desires, and later the herald trip was a circle on the rivers and lakes, looking at the rivers and lakes, solving the difficulties of the rivers and lakes, if the little prince is mature, there is still a time, a walk in the world, look at the state of life. And this trip to the north can make up for it, so the little prince is well-informed and skillful, and when he comes back, he can naturally decide whether to sit on the throne of Xihe Prefecture. ”

Listening to Mr. Lan's explanations one by one, An Dushan thought so, and kept nodding his head in approval.

"Besides, although this trip will definitely be a little difficult, there is no need to worry that someone in the north will secretly attack. The reason why Qiyuan's northern Xinjiang will stalemate with each other for many years is because of the difference in timing, whether it is Li Xian or the emperor of Northern Xinjiang, they will not think that this opportunity will appear on their own body, if someone in northern Xinjiang secretly attacks the little prince, do you know that they will let it go? According to your temper, I am afraid that no matter what 3721 led hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen, it will be the northern frontier that will fall into passivity, and Qiyuan will naturally not let go of this opportunity, with the eloquence of the Northern Xinjiang Emperor, he will not even be unable to understand this. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to give you this hereditary replacement, to put it nicely, Northern Xinjiang is effortless to occupy Xihe Prefecture, but people with a discerning eye know that Xihe Prefecture is a hot potato, and the Emperor of Northern Xinjiang is not holding it tightly, and it is not throwing it away. ”

"Mr. Lan still sees it thoroughly!"

Listening to Lan Yuanting's inference and analysis of Andu Mountain, he can rest assured, as long as his grandson Mu Sanqian can come back from this trip steadily, he doesn't mind pretending to be a grandson for a few more days, but if someone really thinks that he is easy to bully, the million-dollar iron horse in Xihe Prefecture is not a decoration!

The people of Lanzhou City can be regarded as seeing the rumored grandson of the general, and when General Huo escorted the little prince back to Xihe Prefecture, the matter was still hidden, and then an edict from the prince's mansion directly made Xihe Prefecture explode.

The 100 descendants of the prince's mansion under the umbrella of Anzi are led by Pei Lai, the commander of Zhichong, and the young man who rode at the front is indeed worthy of being the grandson of the general. Only the silver hair is quite eye-catching, but with its handsome and handsome face, it is even more dusty.

For this little prince of His Royal Highness, who seems to have come out of thin air, some people are happy, and some people are naturally unhappy.

Zhou Qing, the son of Zhou Yuan, the assassin of Shi Wuyuan, made an appointment with three or five friends to drink and have fun in the non-drunk building, which is in Lanzhou City, no, even in the entire Xihe Prefecture, it is also a gentle township with a well-known name.

There are good deeds in the world after the martial arts soldier blade four list to add a beauty list, the leader of the list is the old Tang Dynasty concubine Yang Yuhuan, whose drunk and flowery flowers because of their presumptuous self-ashamed appearance can not raise their heads, later generations dedicated to the shame of the flower to refer to its people. And when the old Tang Dynasty was in trouble, Yang Yuhuan was rumored to have died in the chaos, and since then, the position of the top Oiran on the beauty list has been vacant for many years, and the Qinglou Pavilion is full of flowers in full bloom, and countless beauties have tried their best to compete for beauty, but no one can be on the top ten of the beauty list anymore, until there is a Feng Baobao who fell into the dust after the defeat of his family in the drunken building.

If you are not drunk, just relying on Feng Baobao is already making money every day, and countless people have donated generously in order to see Fangrong, and some fanatical people have even gone bankrupt.

But so far, no one has been fortunate enough to kiss Fangze, you can see it but you can't touch it, to say that these Qinglou Oiran can indeed be said to be superb.

However, everyone in Lanzhou City knows that the reason why Feng Baobao can have today's status is directly related to the world-famous cloth general An Chunqiu.

Feng Baobao is tepid to everyone, and his verbal conversation is also alienated, but it is different for An Chunqiu, An Chunqiu can not only enter and leave Feng Baobao's boudoir freely, but also often drink with him, write poems, play the piano and paint. In this way, others naturally thought that Feng Baobao was already in An Chunqiu's hand, where would he dare to make another time.

Unlike Huo Siyuan, who has already started a family and has children everywhere, An Chunqiu has been single for so many years, Huo Siyuan once bluntly said, since the little lady who is not drunk in the building has good eyes on you, why not just include it in the house, for Huo Siyuan's proposal An Chunqiu ignored it, as if he was a fart.

Huo Siyuan, who was angry, scolded on the spot, saying that your virtue deserves to be hung as a wronged leader, and I don't want to think that a woman in a green building can really get out of the mud without being stained? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu took someone to knock down the undrunk building, and snatched that Feng Baobao into the house to moisturize and moisturize.

If others heard Huo Siyuan's words, even if they were jealous, they should have been blown up by anger, but An Chunqiu could really treat Huo Siyuan's words as a fart, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Zhou Qing and those fox friends naturally didn't dare to provoke Feng Baobao when they were not drunk, and it was Huo Siyuan who dared to shout and kidnap Feng Baobao to play with them, and they still could carry a few catties and taels themselves.

"The one who rides a white horse at the head is our little prince in Xihe Prefecture?

In this fence, I heard a commotion outside, and Zhou Qing and those people also came out and leaned on the railing upstairs to look down.

I saw a team of Anzi iron horsemen pulling a long line through the city, and the person at the head was a young man facing Qingxiu, riding a snowflake white horse, and Pei Lai, the commander of the capital, followed behind, full of momentum.

"Gongzi Zhou, General An has found his grandson, who has been missing for more than ten years, to inherit the throne, when will our Lord Assassin arrange arrangements for you?"

"That is, no matter how you say it, Lord Zhou has always been the chief of civil affairs in Xihe Prefecture since the old Tang Dynasty, where is it worse than Prince An?"

Listening to everyone's gossip, Zhou Qing suddenly felt upset.

My father was the governor of a state, and the old Tang Dynasty had gone to see it clearly, and in order to protect the people of a state from being slaughtered by war, Wu Yuan sent a letter to Qiyuan, as long as he could save the lives of the people of a state, what if he was infamous for betraying the country on Friday Yuan?

But who would have thought that the old man in Andu Mountain turned his head and made a deal with Northern Xinjiang, and insisted that Qiyuan's million-dollar army was blocked from Xihe Prefecture.

Let the descendants of Yan and Huang submit to the barbarians of the northern frontier? It's really a shame that he came up with it!

When this matter was in the limelight at its peak, the scholars in Xihe Prefecture scolded Andu Mountain for being no worse than those in Qiyuan.

But not to mention the power of the soldiers and horses of Andu Mountain, and its iron cavalry is the division of tigers and wolves, just with a few mouthfuls of water from a scholar, Andu Mountain really didn't take it to heart.

"Okay, okay, Xihe Prefecture is now his home, what can I do if my father is a thorn?"

Zhou Qing waved his hand impatiently, watching the team of 100 iron horsemen in the palace pass through the city.

Over the years, Zhou Yuan has deliberately kept Zhou Qing away from Xihe government affairs, in fact, if he wanted to, he could have arranged a half-official position for his son, but except for Zhou Yuan himself, everyone in the Zhou family was deliberately avoiding it.

Friday Yuan once said at his dinner table that since he was the assassin of Xihe Prefecture, he would have to defend the people, but he was not optimistic about the future of Xihe Prefecture, and it was also out of long-term planning to keep Zhou Qing away from Xihe Prefecture's government affairs.

"Now the generals stationed in various places in Xihe Prefecture can also be murderous and ruthless, even if General An can still suppress the suppression now, what about him after a hundred years? ”

"What I said is that the paper in the palace is down, maybe those generals in Xihe Prefecture have begun to scold their mothers. ”

"Let's just look at it, and wait for this day. ”

After the team of iron horses disappeared from front of him, Zhou Qing beckoned everyone to return to the room.