Chapter 049: Farewell to the Northern Soil

The North King was not surprised, and stared at Wentu with his sideways glasses. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Needless to say, what Ventu did in the south could not escape the eyes of the king of the north. At this time, he couldn't lie, otherwise he would immediately arouse the suspicion of the king of the north, and then replied: "I, Wentu, must swear to the death to prevent the soldiers of the southern country and the northern soil from meeting each other, because I am from the south, and at the same time, the king of the north and the sister of Wulan are also family members, and no one wants to see their own family fight together;

This remark caused the king of the north to be stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly.

Yes, that's the truth!

"Brother Wang, it's rare for Wentu Gong to come back, don't mention these ......" Ulan Tuli saw that Wentu was very uncomfortable, and became dissatisfied, so she secretly touched Qiu Lin, but Qiu Lin was still indifferent.

"Okay, tonight will have a family banquet, I want to get drunk with Wentu Gong, and the soldiers in the whole hall will congratulate the four princesses on their recovery and return!"

"Big brother king," Fu Rou finally heard the North King laugh before he dared to speak, "Is there a bonfire at night, I want to dance with Sister Wulan, and I also want Brother Wentu to compete with Brother Qiulin......

"Fu ......" Wentu hurriedly stopped, but changed his voice in front of the King of the North, "Princess, this is absolutely unacceptable, where is Wentu asking for the general's opponent." ”

The crowd immediately burst into laughter.

The evening feast was very grand, most of the princes and nobles came in person, the long table was full of wine, and the lamb meat was fragrant, and the whole hall was surrounded for a week. Wentu looked at the past, and sighed in his heart, those tribal leaders in the past were also among them. Since Wentu repeatedly shook the military power of the scattered people, the tribes finally saw through the situation, and scattered the troops one after another, most of the soldiers were under the command of the king of the north, and the king of the north was by no means empty-handed.

"Rou'er, there's nothing to do right now, just stay in Beitu and play with your sister......" Ulan Tuli said to Fu Rou, but her eyes glanced at Wentu, only she knew that everything was Wentu's idea.

Fu Rou immediately smiled and nodded, she still liked the prairie, but after a while, she grabbed Wentu's hand, and when she saw that Wentu didn't speak, she shook it cautiously.

Wentu didn't care about the noise around him, and looked at Wulan, obviously losing some weight, probably because he was sad about not seeing Fu Rou for a long time, but the big eyes were still vivid, and his round face was flawless;

"Oh, the third princess," Wentu realized that he hadn't replied yet, "I can't hide it, there are still some things in the southern kingdom, if the deal is over, I will come back with the fourth princess." He knew that this was a shirk, the murder of the second princess, he must find out clearly, if not, once the East Window incident happens, I am afraid that the north and south will rise again, and even his head will fall to the ground, but how can this matter be found out overnight.

Ulan Tuli's face flushed, and then it dimmed again, and suddenly saw Wentu looking at it, and hurriedly said: "Or, or let Fu'er stay for the time being, you can come back to meet after finishing things......"

"Sister Ulan, I don't!"

Fu Rou shook her head back and forth, and her other hand also burrowed into Wentu's hand at once.

Wentu suddenly found something, and secretly felt that something was wrong, so he looked at Qiu Lin beside the king of the north, and the commander was still drinking in a big bowl, eating meat in a big gulp, talking and laughing with the princes, as if there was nothing beside him, once he laughed, his face was already cross-meat. looked carefully, but he looked at the king of the north again and again, and there was no disrespect in his eyes.

This nerd!, Ventu said secretly.

At this time, Wahda, the king of the north, suddenly stood up, waved his hand, and everyone immediately fell silent, taking advantage of the interest, he said loudly: "Today, it is the time when this king's sister returns safely, all the princes and relatives drink a bowl together to celebrate......" As he spoke, he reached out and took the wine bowl, raised his neck and swallowed it.

Everyone also raised their glasses one after another, and Wulan was overwhelmed by the wine, and took a sip while the king of the north was not paying attention, and his face suddenly turned ruddy.

"All the heroes on the grassland," the king of the north became more and more excited, leaving the table and going straight to Fu Rou, without looking at Wentu, he pulled Fu Rou straight to the center of the hall, "The four kings of this king are also the little eagles on the grassland, in the past, a word broke more than 10,000 war horses on the West River, and a song led five hundred iron hooves to step on the Nanbangyi tribe, what a glory this is, listen to the soldiers of Nanguan say, the four princesses are good at singing, do you want to listen to the last paragraph?"

Wentu was sad for a while, this man who stands up to the sky is also very fond of the princess, spoiled, if you know the situation of the second princess of your compatriots, then you are not crazy!

"Good!" everyone cheered in unison, and the loudest voice naturally came from Qiu Lin's voice.

Fu Rou couldn't see everyone with her eyes, and she didn't know where she was standing, so she was not afraid at all, she tilted her head and raised it again, intending to face the North King, but she got it wrong and asked in a low voice, "Brother King, what am I singing?"

Wentu suddenly remembered something, and immediately got up and said: "Fourth princess, the soldiers of Southern Xinjiang love to listen to your singing "Green Barley", just sing it here and listen to it......"

"You?!" Ulan grabbed Wentu and widened his eyes.

Wentu didn't say anything, sat down and held Ulan's hand, nodded at her slightly, his eyes were full of entrustment, it was an entrustment to Ulan, an entrustment to the king of the north, and an entrustment to the herdsmen of billions of trillions.

Over there, the sweet children's voice has already sounded, without the accompaniment of silk and bamboo, but it is also singing clearly:

The grass barley is green, the flowers are bright, the snow is 100,000 cashmere, the moon is bright, my brother Lin, can you see it clearly? The low mountain smiles, the high hill sounds, a red sun horse, galloping so painfully, my Qiu Linge, can you hear it clearly......

After singing a song, the four were shocked and embarrassed, and no one dared to pierce this window paper. Qiu Lin didn't swallow a sip of wine, choking and coughing rapidly; Wulan buried his head even lower, no matter who couldn't see his face; the king of the north didn't know how to say it for a while, everyone could hear it, this was the song of the third princess!

Wentu stood up again and said in a deep voice: "King, Wentu, as a prince, has worked with the general and the princess many times, so he naturally understands the feelings of the general and the third princess.

The kings in the hall looked at the king one after another and nodded their heads, but no one dared to make a sound. One is the commander who covers the sky with one hand, and the other is a princess who no one dares to touch, even if he sees some affection, he does not dare to make a second gift; even the king of the north does not dare to tell the mystery easily, because once the marriage is not successful, it means that there is a gap between the king and the general, and the consequences are unimaginable.

The king of the north appeared cramped for the first time, first looked at Qiu Lin, but ushered in a "hehe" smirk, and then turned sharply to Ulan Tuli, but was met with a roll of the eyes, now the king was happy, hugged Fu Rou, pouted and wanted to kiss it, or touched his beard and gave up, cleared his throat, and preached loudly:

"The third princess Ulan Tuli is smart, good at the northern soil, and is deeply loved by the king; the general, the commander of the northern army, Qiu Lin is brave and invincible, and is the first eagle in the northern soil, and the two are married every year, so the king gives permission in the name of the sun god, and uses the fourth princess Fu Rou as the matchmaker, and the third princess and Qiu Lin get married......"

Full of jubilation!

No one can shake the next Northern Earth Dynasty!

Ulan Tuli grabbed Wentu's hand for the last time, bit her lip tightly, looked at Wentu in a daze, and said with difficulty for a while: "Thank you!"

............

The south is full of life, the north is full of heroes, the old friends are still alive, the sisters are sisters, and I am the king. The liver and intestines are cut off, and tears flow, and the long time is goodbye, and the sorrow is exhausted.

"I don't know when I'll see you again today," Wentu knew that the problem was not in the northern soil, but with Ulan Tuli, the king of the north would not rashly send troops, so he said to Ulan and Qiulin, "You must treat each other well, wait for me to come back." ”

Ulan and Fu Rou are even more inseparable, with tears in their eyes.

"Sister Fu Rou, I really don't know when we will meet next time, how tall and beautiful you will be by then. Ulan squatted down and hugged Fu Rou tightly.

"Sister Ulan doesn't cry, I've grown up. Fu Rou also couldn't cry.

"That's right," Wentu was about to get on his horse, and suddenly turned to face Qiu Lin, "I have a lot to do when I go to Nantu, maybe a year, or even a few years, I want to find a souvenir from you." His eyes searched up and down, and finally landed on the black wristband on Qiu Lin's right wrist.

Wentu didn't wait for Qiu Lin to take it off, and suddenly shot!

Qiu Lin saw that Wentu wanted to grab the wristband, and the action was surprisingly sharp, his body turned sideways, and his left arm was raised to meet Wentu's right hand, but Wentu was a light flick and a strong wind appeared, such as a sharp blade attacking, Qiu Lin was shocked, and did not dare to underestimate the enemy again, his left hand immediately turned into a palm and dialed out a cloud of qi to resist, and the palm wind and the flick of the finger instantly condensed into a stream of air and rushed out!

Who knows, Wentu at this time but a rotating right hand suddenly used the palm technique, the body turned very ugly, there was no move at all, but Qiu Lin's pupils were shrinking, because the speed of turning around was completely unexpected, it seemed that a ribbon was twisted in an instant, especially the palm wind, like steel and iron, Qiu Lin's left hand had not been withdrawn, so he had to raise his right palm to meet the attack, "bang", the two palms met, Qiu Lin was shocked to take a few steps back, Wen Tu was staggering, but there was already a black silk wristband in his hand.

"Thanks!" Ventu slipped the wristband into his right wrist and clenched his fists.

Qiu Lin was stunned, where did Wentu get such a miracle!

Ulan Tuli wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, pulled Sister Fu Rou with her right hand, but stretched out her left arm to hug Wentu, Sister Wang has passed away, if there is a concern in the south, it is just Wentu, Fu Rou and Mu Nu Festival, so she sadly instructed: "Wen Tu Gong, if you go to the Southern Dynasty to see Mu Nu Day, you must take more care of her, persuade her to come to the north to spend some time, I haven't seen her yet...... "It is Mu Nu Day, which saved the princess's life."

After a while, Wentu took Fu Rou and got a red map, and left on his horse, shouting: "When you two give birth to a child, I, Wentu, will definitely come to congratulate ......" However, this time away, Wentu never stepped into the north again. When he went to the south, he wanted to find out the cause of the queen's death and stabilize the king's foundation.

Ulan Tuli peeked at Qiulin, who was still staring blankly at the distant shadow of the red pony......

Qiu Lin hurried back to the palace to meet the king of the north. A few days later, a strict edict issued by the king of the north was issued and passed to the hands of Wentu, whose text is as follows: Prince Wentu, this king is deeply thinking about traveling far away, and he is thinking about returning quickly. Therefore, this king is ordered in the name of the northern royal clan, and he is not allowed to serve in any official position in the southern dynasty......

Since then, Wentu's future as an official in the Southern Dynasty has been completely denied, and because of this, Wentu has never had any official position in the days after the Southern Dynasty.