Chapter 413 Urging Marriage

The setting sun brings up thousands of miles of colorful clouds on the horizon, and the city wall built on the mountain is decorated with golden red by the glow.

Members of the Dongming tribe gathered around watchtowers or city walls, looking curiously at the several carriages arriving in front of the door. Among them, there were mostly girls who had not grown up, and they were still whispering secretly:

"Mom said that King Tianlang's son is here, is it true?"

"The son of King Tianlang should be called Young Master or Crown Prince. I heard from Uncle Jiang that our Crown Prince Tianlang is very good-looking, like a god..."

"Hey, don't all men look the same? Uncle Jiang is just complimenting him because of his previous status. I want to take a look... oh oh oh! His Royal Highness! Young Master~!..."

…

Girls from various tribes in the West Sea are exactly the same as Liangzhou. Most of them are bold and outgoing, not as shy as girls from the Central Plains. When they see a good man passing by outside the village, they dare to make fun of him and make the man blush.

As soon as Ye Jingtang was helped out of the carriage by Fan Qinghe, the image of a stern young master in black robes fell into everyone's sight, and the cries of apes from both sides of the city suddenly rang out on the wall.

Fortunately, the clan elders standing outside the walled city still knew what was right. A few mothers-in-law turned around and scolded them, and the walled city became quiet, leaving only whispers.

The more than ten clan elders standing outside the walled city are all the elders of the major surnames of the Dongming tribe. They can be regarded as the civil and military courtiers of King Dongming for the time being, while Granny Gui is roughly equivalent to the old queen mother who listens to politics behind the curtain.

At this time, the gray-haired Granny Gui was standing at the front with a cane. As a descendant of the Qinchi tribe, seeing Ye Jingtang coming to the Dongming tribe, she couldn't help but have mixed feelings in her heart.

Last time in Langxuan City, Granny Gui met Ye Jingtang. In fact, at the first glance, she could confirm that Ye Jingtang was one of her own tribe.

But Ye Jingtang has lived in the Southern Dynasty since he was a child and has never been in contact with the Xihai tribes, so it is impossible for him to have a sense of identity; he has already held a high position in the Southern Dynasties, and he will not care about the Xihai tribes. Even if he and Dong Ming The reason why they were so close to each other may be because they wanted to help the Southern Dynasty annex the Western Xinjiang, and they did not really regard each tribe as their own people.

So Granny Gui didn't have much contact with her at that time. She just asked Qinghe to stay with her to establish a relationship with each other first.

More than half a year has passed, and the facts have proven everything. Whether it is Ye Jingtang's own sense of responsibility or whether Qinghe Pillow is blowing the wind, Ye Jingtang has always been on the road to revenge for Qin Chi.

Now that Ye Jingtang has killed King Zuo Xian, it is a bad breath for the tribes in the West Sea, and for the Qianchi tribe who were exterminated by Beiliang back then, it is just revenge for blood and national hatred, and may not have even experienced a war to annihilate the country. The Night Terror Hall himself was not as excited as Granny Gui.

On the day when the news came back, Grandma Gui faced the sunset, knelt and cried all night, constantly saying that God had not abandoned Qian Chi and had given him a good son.

Seeing Ye Jingtang again at this time, Granny Gui felt as if she were seeing her own son, and she quickly brought people forward to greet him.

The few people following Granny Gui were all the family members of Princess Tianlang. The leader was Fanlu, a middle-aged man in his fifties who looked elegant in his robes.

Before reaching the gate, Fan Qinghe took the lead and said:

"Grandma Gui, fourth brother."

This was the first time Fanlu saw Ye Jingtang. He stared at the appearance several times before sighing:

"He is really better than his predecessor. He is much more handsome than King Tianlang back then. The girls in the village are going crazy."

"Yes, yes, these girls are wild-tempered, so don't worry too much..."

"how come……"

Ye Jingtang knew the approximate identities of these people, but after all, it was his first time here. Facing a large group of distant relatives, he really didn't know how to be polite. He just greeted them with a smile and let Qinghe do all the talking.

Grandma Gui was holding a cane and being supported by her granddaughter. She asked her tribe to pull the carriage to the back mountain to unload the goods. She also glanced at the team and asked:

"Miss Lu isn't here?"

Fan Qinghe knew that Granny Gui would ask this, and said:

"She was causing trouble in Dongming Mountain back then, so she has no nerve to come here now. Come on, let's go in and talk."

Grandma Gui saw that Ye Jingtang didn't look very well, so she knew that he was injured, so she didn't waste any time and surrounded Ye Jingtang and his party into the walled city.

The Dongming tribe's Dazhai is not small in scale. In addition to the city wall on the mountain, there are also many houses in the surrounding mountains, housing no less than six to seven thousand people.

The inside of the walled city is equivalent to a small town, with a street in the center, but because no outsiders can easily come in, there are no shops and only a few restaurants and pubs for the tribesmen to have fun when they have nothing to do.

Fan Qinghe's 'Royal Palace' is located at the highest point of the city wall, built against the mountain. It is not luxurious, but it is quite impressive. There are stone steps on the left and right, and there is a platform above. It seems that it is used to give instructions to the clan members. Or a place of worship.

Ye Jingtang was helped up the steps and reached the platform, where he could have a bird's eye view of the entire mountain. Behind the platform was a lobby with many chairs.

After Fan Qinghe returned to his residence, he wanted to say goodbye to his uncle who came to pick him up and let Ye Jingtang have a good rest.

But Granny Gui stopped her and said:

"Jingtang finally came over to lie down. I still want to say a few words to reassure the clan. Your Uncle Jiang has already gone to prepare a medicinal bath. Taking a bath and resting later will also be good for recovery."

Night Terror Hall was a little weak after recovering from the wound, so it was no problem to sit for a while. He did not refuse at the moment, and entered the lobby with Benben, sat down on the chair, and said:

"Don't worry, everyone. I will understand the consequences after I kill King Zuo Xian. The Dongming tribe will definitely not be implicated in the matter..."

Granny Gui sat down on the chair next to the Night Terror Hall, supported the armrest, shook her head slightly and said:

"The royal court was destroyed for resisting a powerful enemy. Now you have avenged your father's generation. Even if the Dongming tribe is facing annihilation, the elders and even the tribes here will not think that you are at fault. The fault lies in our tribe's inability to resist the powerful enemy." enemy.

"Before you came, I discussed it with the clan elders. If you want to raise the flag of King Tianlang again, the entire Dongming tribe will gather around you, and no one will say 'no'.

“But ambitions are ambitions, reality is reality, and now they are rising up, the major ministries outside are unsure and may not dare to follow my Dong Ming Division.

"Even if we can integrate various ministries and work together, the national strength is far less than that of Beiliang. If we cannot conquer the three cities in Huxi in half a month, we will run out of food..."

Looking at the faces of everyone present, Ye Jingtang understood that these clan elders really wanted to restore the royal court, but due to their strength, they could not risk the lives of their entire clan. He said:

"Conquest between the two countries is no longer a child's play. Nowadays, the Wei Dynasty has troops at the border, and Beiliang will not use a single soldier against the various ministries in the West Sea when the army is pressing down on the border.

"As for how to deal with Beiliang, the Wei court will decide for itself. Even if it needs help from various ministries in the future, it will find ways to obtain food and grass armor. After each ministry is fully prepared, it is impossible for each ministry to go to the battlefield wearing leather armor and hungry... …”

When Fanlu heard this, he felt that Ye Jingtang considered himself from the Wei Dynasty. As his distant fourth uncle, he thought about it and frowned:

"All the tribes in the West Sea only serve King Tianlang. Even if they are merged into the Southern Dynasty under your leadership in the future, they will only obey the king's orders and not the emperor's declaration.

"Speaking of which, even though I am your uncle, I still want to remind you that no monarch in history would tolerate a vassal who was so powerful that he could divide the territory and stand on his own. Even if you identify yourself as a Wei minister until your death, you are actually 'two monarchs in one dynasty' ', there will be great chaos in a hundred years..."

Ye Jingtang knew that these were the truth, but it was difficult to respond to Fan Lu's concerns.

As a descendant of the royal family, how could Dongfang Liren not understand how much of a threat Ye Jingtang really became Tianlang King to the imperial power of the Wei Dynasty? He wanted to help Ye Jingtang explain a few words.

But history is a lesson learned. Even if Ye Jing Tang can guarantee its own loyalty, it cannot limit the ambitions of its descendants. As long as Ye Jing Tang dies, a chain of suspicion will be formed between the new king of the Dongfang clan and the descendants of King Tianlang. No one can guarantee that the other will not If you are afraid of yourself, you can only act first to gain strength.

The only way to break the current situation is for my sister to have a son with Ye Jingtang and inherit the legal traditions of both parties at the same time, so that there will be no differences...

Thinking of this, Dongfang Liren's eyes moved and she felt that this method was quite wonderful. However, she immediately felt that she was a bit outrageous. She thought for a while and said:

"I am the prince of the Wei Dynasty. I have no heirs, and I can be regarded as the current crown prince of the Wei Dynasty. Ye Jingtang is my... um... consort. If I give birth to an heir in the future, I will enjoy the inheritance rights of Xijiang and the Wei Dynasty. …”

When the elders present heard this, their eyes moved, and they felt that this statement was quite refreshing.

Ye Jingtang felt that the cake was too big, so he shook his head and said:

"This is also a solution, but it is too early to talk about it now. I am a native of the Wei Dynasty, but the ministries sent me to escape at the cost of dying on the battlefield. I will never forget the kindness of giving birth to me.

"If the various tribes in the West Sea are in trouble, as long as I am here, I will fulfill the responsibilities of King Tianlang. As for what happens in a hundred years, as long as Beiliang can be destroyed, no matter how chaotic the situation is then, it will be better than it is now.

"If nothing happens to me, I can live for a hundred and eighty years. If I am stable for a period of time, I can keep three generations of people safe. It doesn't make sense to think too far..."

The clan elders present here think this is correct. Now all the tribes in Xihai have a problem with food. It is really too far to consider where the imperial government will belong in the future.

Granny Gui thought for a moment, then looked at the patriarch who was sitting at the head table drinking tea, and said:

"The Qin Chi tribe and the Dong Ming tribe have been married for generations. If you can't marry a girl from the Dong Ming tribe, it will be deemed that I, the Dong Ming tribe, dislike the Qin Chi tribe and have fallen into disgrace and have broken the contract..."

"Um?"

Fan Qinghe didn't speak at first, just holding the teacup and listening to the elders' discussion. When Granny Gui suddenly mentioned this, he naturally panicked, sat up a little straighter and interrupted:

"Night Terror Hall just came over, let's talk about these things later."

Fan Lu frowned when he heard this: "What are you waiting for later? My uncles are all here. If Jingtang is intentional, we can start looking for candidates now; if it is unintentional, just pretend that the matter has not been mentioned. Jingtang is pregnant with half of Dong Ming." We don’t need to rely on marriage to maintain our friendship. When someone comes, we can’t not mention the marriage.”

Granny Gui nodded slightly and looked at Ye Jingtang:

"Jingtang, do you have this intention?"

The night terror hall was so full that Miss Fan pushed the stick, pretending not to marry, for fear of being struck by lightning.

But after hearing this, he smiled and nodded like a bird, fearing that he would be taken advantage of by the elders here.

Ye Jingtang was thinking about how to agree tactfully, but the big Benben next to him spoke first.

Dongfang Liren had long wanted to pull Miss Fan into the water. When Granny Gui opened her mouth, she asked;

"You can choose whatever you want?"

Granny Gui was actually a little worried that the Queen of Wei would be jealous and would not agree. When the Queen said this, she naturally smiled and said proudly:

"There are thousands of girls to be married in the Dongming tribe. If Jingtang wants to, he can call them all and stand outside, and let Jingtang choose them one by one. He can choose a few more to serve as dowries and go back to serve his wife..."

Dongfang Liren did not dare to say anything nonsense, but looked at the beautiful priest who was sitting on the main seat and pretending to be dead:

"She can do it too?"

"..."

In the lobby, it became slightly quiet.

The dozen or so old men present here are all Fan Qinghe's uncles. If they insist on mentioning this matter here, they are here to urge the marriage.

Seeing that the Queen started the conversation first, Granny Gui naturally followed the words and said:

"According to the covenant between the two clans, Qinghe was supposed to marry the royal court and become a princess, but it was a pity that the royal court disappeared and the matter ended without any problems.

"Qinghe married Jingtang in accordance with the ancestral teachings. We certainly don't dare to have any objections. We just don't know whether Jingtang is happy or not..."

Dongfang Liren was pushing watermelon with Aunt Fan. How could Ye Jingtang not be happy, but in public, it is not good to be too direct, so she just said in a ladylike manner:

"Yejingtang is busy with family and country affairs all day long. He can't answer the question for the time being. However, he has been with Miss Fan for so long and has already developed feelings for her. After thinking about it clearly, he will definitely not refuse. I can first do it for you. He agreed to this matter, but he didn’t know what Miss Fan thought about it.”

Seeing this, everyone turned their attention to Fan Qinghe.

"..."

Fan Qinghe was confused in front of so many elders. How could she answer clearly? Seeing everyone waiting for an answer, her face turned red and she said:

"Fourth brother, I think it's shocking..."

Fan Lu raised his hand slightly: "Things that happened many generations ago have nothing to do with each other. We are sitting here, just discussing, and we are not forcing you.

"Let me ask you now, do you want to follow Jingtang in the future and work together to restore the country, or do you want to violate the teachings of your ancestors and find someone else on your own? If you make it clear, we can make arrangements..."

You call this discussion?

Fan Qinghe was speechless when she heard this. As the Great Zhu Zong, she violated the ancestral precepts and acted as a Hammer Zhu Zong. She was afraid that she would be expelled from the tribe and become a Xilang people who were hated by everyone.

Ye Jingtang saw that the clan elders were so strong and Qinghe couldn't respond, so he smiled and said:

"It is true that I have been in love with Qinghe for a long time, but I am just busy with work and have not yet confirmed the relationship. Qinghe and I have a sense of proportion in these matters, and it would be bad to rush them..."

Seeing this, Fan Qinghe nodded quickly:

"Yeah, I... I'll talk to him privately. After we've finished talking, I'll talk to Granny Gui and let the uncles make arrangements. How about that?"

Seeing that Fan Qinghe didn't refuse on the spot, the elders here understood what he meant. Seeing that the girl's family was embarrassed, they didn't push her too hard. After chatting for a few more words about family matters, they left one after another.

After Ye Jingtang finished chatting about the matter, he was helped up by Benben and walked towards the residential area behind the lobby.

Fan Qinghe seemed to be too embarrassed to see anyone. After sending his uncle away, he ran to the front to lead the way. He was probably three feet away and couldn't speak.

Ye Jingtang didn't want to follow up and asked, so he and Benben followed to the courtyard where they stayed. Before they entered the door, they smelled a scent and a hum of "chichichichi~".

Just now, Ye Jingtang was curious about why the bird was missing. When he walked into the courtyard, he discovered that there was an open-air grill in the yard, with charcoal burning inside and a shiny roasted lamb on it.

Niaoniao squatted on the stool, staring straight at the roast lamb. Because he couldn't eat it for the time being, he kept shaking his head and waiting, looking very happy.

There are two young girls in the yard who used to dance in Langxuan City. One is watching the heat in front of the roasted sheep, while the other is preparing a medicinal bath in the house.

When Fan Qinghe entered the yard, he asked his sister from the tribe to cut the lamb, and then entered the house to check the medicinal bath.

Dongfang Liren supported Ye Jingtang and sat down in the rather elegant room. Then he walked behind Fan Qinghe, crossed his arms across his chest and tilted his head slightly:

"Hmm? Have you thought about it?"

"..."

Fan Qinghe's face turned red, he turned his back to Dongfang Liren and continued working, whispering:

"How can Your Highness mention such a thing in the lobby? I am a doctor, and I have nothing to do with the Night Terror Hall. If you say this, wouldn't you be putting me on the fire?"

nothing?

Dongfang Liren didn't know how to comment on this, but she didn't say it too directly, she just said:

"Then think about it slowly and let's talk about business first. We agreed on the way to change things. Now we are in Dongming Mountain. Xue Huhua is taken care of by the elders of the clan. It's your turn to help with the treatment next, right?"

"..."

Fan Qinghe blinked his eyes, turned around and looked at Ye Jingtang, who was a little weak:

"Does he still need treatment?"

Ye Jingtang sat on the couch and took off his sword and sundries. Hearing the chatter in the back room, he shook his head and smiled:

"I'm actually fine...cough..."

He noticed that Benben’s eyes were cold and he said, ‘You dare to say that you don’t need her help, don’t even think about touching me again this month! ' With an expression on his face, Ye Jingtang quickly shut up, pretending that he didn't hear anything, and continued to play with the sword.

Dongfang Liren turned around and looked at Aunt Fan who wanted to shirk responsibility:

"Whether he needs treatment or not, as a doctor, you should know better than me. You can check it yourself later. I have tried my best on the road, but I can't help anymore. If you are really not happy, I will explain it to Granny Gui. In this situation, let her old man choose a suitable girl to serve her. Okay, let’s eat first."

After Dongfang Liren finished speaking, he went to the restaurant next door and started feeding the impatient birds.

Fan Qinghe felt that Ye Jingtang was so weak that he didn't need any more help. He remained silent for a while and did not respond. He helped Ye Jingtang sit down on the stool and changed the topic:

"You will take a hot bath later, and then I will take you out for a walk. The moon in Dongming Mountain is particularly beautiful..."

Dongfang Liren was cutting the roasted lamb with a knife. Maybe it was while they were making out. He had heard too many slutty words from Ye Jingtang, and his brain twitched, so he casually added:

"The moon in the sky is not as beautiful as Miss Brahma's moon..."

Before he finished speaking, Dongfang Liren's expression froze slightly, and his face slowly turned red.

"..."

Ye Jingtang really didn't expect the stoic Da Benben to say such an outrageous thing, and he almost choked. He wanted to say "sure", but seeing Benben's look of trying to silence him, he didn't dare to speak.

Fan Qinghe was also stunned. Looking at the Queen who wanted to pretend that nothing happened, he felt in his heart that he was indeed the apprentice taught by the witch.

She held it in for a moment, then whispered, "How can I compare to Your Highness?" and then began to eat.

Dongfang Liren made a mistake for a moment, and it would be difficult for him to talk again. Fan Qinghe thought about his uncles urging them to get married, and he had no intention of talking about family affairs.

The three of them ate a few bites, but in the end Ye Jingtang couldn't hold it in any longer, and laughed "Pfft~", and then his shoulders shook.

When Dongfang Liren heard the muffled laughter, his face that had just been suppressed turned red again, and he stepped on the pervert's toes:

"why are you laughing?!"

"Haha...it's nothing. This roasted lamb is so big...hiss~ so fragrant..."

Niaoniao, who was busy with his meal, looked at Ye Jingtang, who was crying with joy as he ate the roasted lamb. He spread his wings and chirped twice, which obviously meant - it was just roasted lamb. How could he be so happy eating it? What about future prospects?

However, after finishing his doubts, Niaoniao still thoughtfully mixed two pieces of chopped mutton for Ye Jingtang, asking him to eat more if he was happy...