Although the cavalry galloped quickly, it was not possible to get to the west of the town in a day or two, and after camping that night, Yang Ze thought about his thoughts, and couldn't sleep over and over, so he simply got up and went out of the tent, wanting to breathe outside.

Not far from his tent, is Murong Xigu's tent, this Khan King is quite particular about life, even if he is away from the tribe, but he still brings a luxurious tent, also decorated with gold, but fortunately he is a Khan King, there are many subordinates, leaving the tribe there are thousands of soldiers to protect, otherwise with such a tent, the robbers can come to rob him one after another.

Yang Ze looked at the stars in the sky, stood for a while, it was too cold outside, he wanted to go back, but he was just about to go back to the tent, but he saw a person coming out of the tent opposite, this person was shirtless, wearing only a pair of shorts, barefoot, his steps were steady, and he walked out of the tent with great momentum, but because he was not wearing clothes, this momentum looked a little nondescript.

Isn't this Murong Xigu, why did he come out like this, what is this for? Yang Ze was taken aback, the dignified tribe Khan King, who came out bare-chested in the middle of the night, this ...... It's not a big deal when the weather is warm, but it's winter, not to mention not wearing clothes, even if you are wearing clothes, you have to choke on the cold!

As soon as Yang Ze wanted to say hello to Murong Xigu, he saw that this Khan King, who was famous in the grassland, actually walked to the back of the tent along the edge of the tent, stood facing the tent, and then brushed the ground, pulled down his shorts, peed in front of the tent, and then pulled up his shorts, and returned to the tent majestically and imposingly!

Yang Ze opened his mouth wide in surprise, which one is this singing, even if this Murong Khan King comes out to urinate in the middle of the night, he doesn't need to do this, and he is standing not far from him, he should see himself. Why don't you even say hello, are you embarrassed? What's so embarrassing about this, if you're really embarrassed, it's convenient to get a night pot in the tent, or just wear more clothes and come out, isn't it good!

"I'm not afraid of freezing and catching a cold!" Yang Ze said a word and turned around and entered his tent, but after the scene just now, he couldn't sleep, and lay down for about an hour. He even felt that he had to get up at night, and he also had to go out of the account for convenience.

It was too cold outside, and he didn't want to get up, but he was uncomfortable, Yang Ze sighed, got up with difficulty, put on his clothes, and got out of the tent. After the convenience, I only felt a lot more relaxed. He yawned and planned to go back to his tent and go back to sleep, but before he went back, he couldn't help but glance at Murong Xigu's tent again.

I don't know the result. When he looked at it like this, he really saw the content!

I saw that in the small golden tent, the curtain was lifted, and Murong Xigu walked out again. Still shirtless, still barefoot, still the same majestic appearance. I went around the tent for half a circle, and when I got to the back of the tent, I brushed down my shorts and peed a soak of urine, which was exactly the same as the previous one!

Yang Ze was dumbfounded, is there any mistake, what is this doing, why did this Lord Khan get up at night again, didn't he get up all night just now. He couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Murong Khan, that ...... That's a coincidence, it's convenient for you to come out too! "I don't even know how to say hello.

But Murong Xigu didn't answer him, and after pulling on his shorts, he went back to the tent majestically, because he was barefoot, so every step on the snow would make a squeaky sound, and there was silence in the middle of the night.

In Yang Ze's gaze, he saw Murong Xigu pick up the tent curtain and enter the tent, but he didn't pay attention to him from beginning to end, let alone say hello.

Yang Ze stood in the snow, a little inexplicable, but he thought about it and said secretly in his heart: "It can't be sleepwalking, right, this Lord Khan has a problem with sleepwalking?" ”

He looked around, but found that there were no soldiers standing guard nearby, according to common sense, near the tent where the king of the Khan lived, there were guards to guard, but there was no here, he hadn't noticed this before, and now when he looked for the guards, he found that there was no one to defend the king of the khan, and he himself did not send troops to stand guard, thinking that the matter of standing guard was naturally responsible for the people of the Murong department, so he didn't pay attention to it, and as a result, he was the only one standing alone in a radius of thirty zhang around!

After a while, Yang Ze shook his head, it seems that Murong Xigu really has sleepwalking, and this symptom is a bit embarrassing, so the people of his tribe dare not stand guard here, so as not to see what he shouldn't see, so he still don't ask someone first, let's talk about it tomorrow!

Back in the tent, Yang Ze couldn't sleep anymore, he pricked up his ears to listen, about another hour later, there was a squeaky sound of snow outside, he got up with a grunt, opened the curtain and looked out, as he expected, Murong Xigu looked like that again, it was convenient to come out!

It seems that it is really sleepwalking, Yang Ze sighed, and felt very admired in his heart Murong Xigu, he was so old, he actually got up three times in one night, and every time he was able to make a lot of noise, how much water do you have to drink!

Expressing deep admiration for Murong Xigu, Yang Ze returned to the account again, but he only slept for a short time, and the sky was bright, and the grassland herdsmen had the habit of getting up early, and they didn't need the rooster to crow three times.

The people outside shouted that the horses were neighing, and Yang Ze couldn't get it if he wanted to sleep more, so he had to get up, called into the wooden root, and waited for him to wash, and when he was cleaned up, after he came out of the tent, he saw Murong Xigu standing outside, the old Khan King was in good spirits, and he couldn't see anything wrong at all, and his face was full of "I slept well last night".

Yang Ze had doubts in his heart, but he was embarrassed to ask Murong Xigu in person, and as usual, the brigade set off again. The day passed quickly, and when he entered the tent again in the evening, Yang Ze went to Murong Xi's tent, and said that he was idle and had nothing to do, and chatted with you!

As the heir of the tribe, Murong Xi can naturally follow his father Khan's side, for this trip, he is still full of hope, if he can really have a relationship with Zhenxi, and then with Dafang, and there is his strength in this, then it will be of great help for him to inherit the throne, as for Yang Ze once arrested him, he didn't take it seriously, and he didn't suffer any crimes, at most he was a little wronged. Compared with the sweat position, a small grievance is really not a thing.

Seeing Yang Ze's visit, Murong Xi was overjoyed, could it be that Yang County Ling had something to say and wanted to talk to him privately, this is a great thing!

In Murong Xi's tent, Yang Ze and Murong Xi first looked forward to the future, affirmed the cooperation between Zhenxi and Murong Ministry, and praised the spirit of sincere cooperation between everyone. Yang Ze just began to get to the point.

Yang Ze asked: "Prince, last night, it was convenient for me to get up at night, that is, I had urine at night, and I came out to pee, but I found that there were no guards outside the tent, I was nothing, it didn't matter if there was anyone to protect me, but your father Khan was old." But he needs someone to protect him, at least at night he has something to do, and someone has to go in to serve him when he screams, don't you say? Tonight it is better to send more men and stand guard outside the tent of your father Khan. ”

He originally wanted to ask Pol Chi about this, but he felt that Pol Chi had too many eyes, and he was afraid that he would not be able to ask the truth. So it's better to ask Murong Xi, it's natural that his son cares about Lao Tzu. With a little guidance, you can tell the truth.

Murong Xi's face darkened, although Yang Ze said that he was peeing or something, and his words were rude, but he didn't care, he didn't think it was rude, in fact, if he said it too literately, he wouldn't understand. And he is not a fool, he is very clever, and after a little hesitation, he said: "I think that when Lord Yang came out of the account last night, he saw my father Khan and felt very strange, so he asked about it." ”

Yang Ze nodded and said, "Yes, I also greeted the old Khan King, but he ignored me, and I can't ask him, so I can only ask you, does he have the disease of night travel?" That is, when he sleeps at night, he does something unconsciously, and when he wakes up, he doesn't remember anything? ”

Murong Xi was silent for a long time, apparently considering whether to sue Yang Ze about this matter, after all, this involves the privacy of the master of the department, and Yang Ze is an outsider, so it is not easy to tell him clearly.

Yang Ze saw that he didn't squeak, so he said: "This official knows some medical skills, and I have countless famous doctors generously, if the old Khan King is really sick, then even if I can't cure it, invite more famous doctors to show him, it must be curable, he is so old, it's not good to let him suffer this crime again." ”

In the end, he was a son, and he heard that he could cure his father's illness, so Murong Xi gritted his teeth and told the matter.

It turned out that Murong Xigu's health was good before, and he never got sick, but this summer he got a cold, that is, a cold, he never got sick, but once he got sick, he was very strict, if he was an ordinary person, a person who had a lot of colds, then take some medicine, sweat, and the fever went away, and the illness would be cured, but Murong Xigu was not like this.

At that time, the person who treated Murong Xigu was Pol Chi, and Pol Chi, an old wizard, used bald earthwork to cure the disease, but he couldn't cure it, and the people in the tribe were also panicked, so they had to send someone to Qiuzhou to find a doctor to come to the grassland to treat Murong Xigu.

The doctor was invited and took the medicine, but Murong Xigu's illness still did not improve, not only cold and fever, but also headache, and he still couldn't sweat after taking the medicine, which made the people in the tribe anxious, and also frightened the doctor, and he regretted that he coveted a lot of money to come to the grassland, if he couldn't cure the Khan King's illness, wouldn't he be beheaded, and there would be no place to cry injustice.

At that time, the most anxious thing was Murong Xi, if his father Khan died of illness like this and did not leave his last words, then he might not be able to inherit the throne, his younger brothers are not easy to mess with, maybe there will be infighting, and he may not be able to win the final victory.

What is surprising is that Murong Xigu's illness has actually healed by himself, and the reason for the good is very simple, it is convenient to go out in the middle of the night, and then he will be fine. Since then, Murong Xigu has developed a problem, and it is always convenient to go out in the middle of the night.

After listening to Murong Xi's description, Yang Zeqi said: "Not sleepwalking? Then why did I call your father Khan, but he ignored me? ”

Murong Xi blinked his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't know this, but my father Khan ordered that when he slept at night, the guards were not allowed to stand guard outside the tent, so ...... Alas, under is really not known. ”

Yang Ze frowned, that Murong Xigu's age is not young, it is rare for him to support and communicate with Zhenxi so much, if he is sick, he has to show him, otherwise such a tossing method in the middle of the night in the middle of the winter will not have to toss the old Khan King to death. (To be continued......)