Chapter One Thousand and Sixty-Three

"Master, this ...... The disciple really didn't have an answer. However, if it is a disciple, the disciple is quite willing to believe the little junior brother, after all, although the kid is a little naughty, but if he is not sure about the matter, the little junior brother will definitely not make a big fuss. And since he met the little junior brother, the disciple really has never seen the little junior brother fail to do what he wants to do...... Or, if the junior brother has identified a goal, even if everyone stands up against it, presumably he will definitely stick to what he has seen and continue to do it......

"It's true, that kid, I never know what it means to admit defeat, courage is quite commendable, but it's ...... Alas, in the past, the old man didn't feel anything, but now, he feels unsteady in his heart, maybe because this matter is too big, so big that it is beyond the control of the old man. ”

"But you are also very right, things change over time, before the first emperor, I am afraid that no one thought that the world can really be unified, and China can finally be one. Now, my Datang has experienced this great disaster, and I am fortunate to be spared, but it is also a broken muscle, and at this time, it may really be an excellent opportunity......"

"What the master said is extremely true, to be honest, in fact, at the beginning of seeing these articles by the little junior brother, the disciple was both surprised and delighted, and now after weighing and considering, I also feel that these methods of his are not a good way to change the past."

"The only thing to worry about is that those old forces may be the biggest obstacle to the change of the junior brother and Her Majesty the Empress."

The abbot's gaze was retracted from a distance, but it fell on a young seedling that had just broken through the ground in front of his feet, and he groaned with feeling: "If you want to speak about the old and young of the country, please speak about the old and young of the people." The elderly often think about the past, and the young people often think about the future. Thinking about the past, so I am nostalgic; Thinking about the future, so there is hope. But nostalgia is also, so conservative; But hope also, so enterprising. But it is conservative, so it is eternal; Only enterprising, so the day is new......"

“…… Young people are like grass before spring. The old people are like the Dead Sea, and the young people are like the beginning of the Yangtze River. The personality of this old man is very different from that of a teenager. As a human being is, so is the country. ”

Hearing the master's recitation, Jianyin's eyebrows couldn't help but raise. "This, this is the little junior brother's "Chinese Teenager Says" ......"

The abbot stroked his long beard and nodded with a smile. "Yes, it's the same article that the kid gave to those poor boys...... Back then, Lao Wei used to scold that kid bastard, such a good article, why not use it to make a name, but only to give it to those children...... It seems that the thing of fame, for the young gentleman, is just a cloud of smoke, if you want to leave a name, it is better to leave a name directly on the history, haha, what a proud stinky boy. ”

Seeing that the face of the abbot of the dream turned from cloudy to sunny, Jianyin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of air and laughed. "Yes, the little junior brother is like that, every time he does things and behaves, he can always be beyond people's expectations."

And the abbot of the dream seemed to think of something, turned around with a smile, and walked towards the bottom of the mountain, seeing this scene, Jianyin couldn't help but whisper the master twice, but failed to call the abbot of the dream.

I only heard the relaxed and comfortable voice of the abbot of the master's dream blowing into my ears with the wind. "Being a teacher is also an old man, but being a teacher is still a little unconvinced, and the unprecedented era is really exciting......"

Looking at the back of the master who was gradually moving away, the corners of the senior brother Jianyin's mouth gradually rose, and he sighed helplessly. "Little junior brother, I hope that this time you are, no, I hope that this time you are still right. I'm looking forward to ...... brother."

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The ninth prince Lahan rushed into the golden tent on top of the ox cart, and when he saw Mo Li Khan sitting in the golden tent, his eyes turned red, and he fell straight to the ground, and then walked with his knees in his hands, and walked straight to Mo Li Khan, looking at Mo Li Khan with tears in his eyes, and his voice was choked. "My son's ministers have visited my father Khan, I haven't seen you for so many days, and you have lost weight again, ...... father Khan."

For Rahan's actions, all the Qihu ministers silently praised this super sycophant in their hearts, and among the people in the tent, only the eldest prince Hassan's eyes were full of anger, staring at the ninth prince Rahan viciously.

And at this moment, Moli Khan, who originally had a lot of questions and reproaches in his heart, was also moved by Rahan's sincere emotions "from the heart". He sighed lightly and patted Rahan's shoulder with a kind face. "Get up, my little eaglet, you can be so concerned about Father Khan, and prove that Father Khan did not hurt you in vain."

Rahan didn't stand up, but said to Mo Li Khan with a look of shame: "Father Khan, my son is very worried about you, you have just recovered from a serious illness, and now, for the sake of my Qihu country, I personally conquered the Tang Realm, I didn't expect those Tang people to be so despicable and shameless, and actually used the means of covering up people's ears, so that we misjudged the deployment of those Tang people's troops......"

"Yes, those Nanban have always been treacherous and slippery, this time, although my Qihu was slightly frustrated, but at least His Majesty can return safely with 80,000 children, which is a great blessing......" And the ministers who came with Rahan also expressed their hatred for the Tang Empire, as well as their loyalty to Moli Khan, which made Moli Khan feel a little comforted.

"Prince, you must calm down now, now, the Khan's temper is not very good, and the important thing is that you don't have any evidence that your brother killed you......" Chigu kept holding Hassan and muttering in his ear, which finally made Hassan hold back his anger.

"Don't worry, one day, I, Hassan, will show this damn creature how sharp my scimitar is, well, brother...... It's fucking disgusting to have such a younger brother, why didn't the Sirius God take him in. Hassan roared viciously.

Lahan deserved to be a good sycophant, at least the coldness on the face of Mo Li Khan, who had never had a good face on the way back, was finally gradually replaced by that kind and gentle smile, and many Qihu Wenwu ministers who had been frightened these days couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Nima, although the ninth prince Lahan has no skills and is a little narrow-minded, it is still somewhat useful, at least he doesn't have to let himself and the others continue to bear the terrifying low pressure of Moli Khan.

When the cattle and horses finally came to a slow stop after a long journey of nearly two hours, Mo Li Khan and the others finally arrived at the center of the Qihu grassland: where the Golden Horde was located.

Mo Li Khan, who was wrapped in a thick fur coat, couldn't help but subconsciously squint his eyes in the face of the cold wind like a knife at the moment when the curtain was opened.

Moli Khan couldn't help but let out a long breath of stuffy breath in his chest, but in exchange for a violent cough, Rahan couldn't help but hurriedly stepped forward to support Moli Khan, and loudly scolded those Golden Horde guards for not hurrying over to help, and welcomed the great Moli Khan into the golden huge tent that represented the supreme will of the grassland.

Inside the tall and bright golden tent, the warmth is like spring, and as soon as it enters the big tent, it makes Mo Li Khan feel as if he has returned home, well, to be honest, this is his home.

After entering the tent and throwing the thick fur on his body to the janissaries, Mo Li Khan was finally able to breathe a breath of air that was warm but not so cold that it seemed to freeze his throat and stomach.

Mo Li Khan skewed words of encouragement to the ministers who had gathered. “…… It's getting late today, and the secretaries have been on the road for days, and they are already tired, so they will go back early today to rest and discuss state affairs tomorrow. ”

The ministers of civil and military affairs breathed a sigh of relief, at least they could sleep well tonight, Nima, after so much hardship, they were finally able to go back to their tents and hug their own yellow-faced women or delicate and soft beautiful concubines to have a good sleep.

And after seeing that many courtiers had dispersed, and seeing that Hassan, whose face was gloomy, was still in the big tent, Mo Li Khan subconsciously glanced at the innocent expression of the ninth prince Lahan, and sighed in his heart, he must not be deceived.

Yes, maybe this is Duan Shaojun's bastard's strategy, he wants to separate the family relationship between himself and his son, and even more wants to split his sons, he is already dying, and he must not let these children not unite when he is like this.

(End of chapter)