Chapter 26 Lanzhou Power Qingluo Village.
Lin Wanwan gently knocked on the door, and after receiving a response from the room, she carefully entered the room carrying tea.
There were only two people in the empty room.
The young man in blue was sitting cross-legged in front of the low bamboo couch, holding his head and thinking.
The short-bearded middle-aged scholar was pacing in the room, looking quite anxious.
Lin Wanwan put the water on the low couch and prepared to leave.
He was stopped by Su Qiao.
"Awan, sit down and listen together."
In the past, Lin Wanwan would have protested and would have pestered Su Qiao to call her "Wanwan" instead of the more distant "Awan".
But now she just wants to stay by Su Qiao's side silently.
As for going home.
Not to mention the difficulties involved, even if you return home, you will only be abandoned by your family.
In fact, she had been homeless since she was kidnapped.
No matter what, at least I can be with Brother Qiao and watch him get married and have children, and be happy and healthy.
Su Qiao didn't notice anything strange about Lin Wanwan.
He just calls it that because it's more appropriate.
The two are neighbors.
He was three years older and had always regarded Lin Wanwan as his younger sister, focusing all his attention on the imperial examination.
Later, he was exiled to Lanzhou and had no time to think about the long-term love between his children.
He also understood Lin Wanwan's feelings for him.
But there are many things that cannot be done forcefully.
Only family affection cannot give rise to other kinds of love and affection.
Keeping the proper distance in this way can be regarded as protecting Lin Wanwan.
Peng Wenxing picked up the water glass and took a sip.
The scent of flowers on his nose relieved part of his anxiety, and he stopped pacing and sat down opposite Su Qiao.
"Is there no news yet about Miss Wen?"
Su Qiao shook his head and said calmly, "Uncle Peng, don't worry about Miss Wen. She is slippery and most people can't hurt her."
Peng Wenxing gritted his teeth.
The voice was squeezed out from between the teeth, "I'm not worried about her, I want her to come back and handle things for me!"
The day he arrived at Qingluo Village, he heard the meaning of the acrostic poem and suspected that Village Chief Zhang and his group had evil intentions.
I wanted to observe for a while first, but I didn't expect Wen Yunxi to act so quickly.
He had no choice but to cooperate with Wen Yunxi.
As a result, the secrets were dug deeper and deeper, involving not only the Zhanyue people, but also some officials as far away as Qingzhou.
At first, he really thought that Village Chief Zhang and the others were just selling Han people as slaves, but he didn't expect that there was a route for abducting and selling women in Qingzhou.
Now, Village Chief Zhang and his gang have all been killed, and several of them were killed by no one knows who.
If someone from the upper reaches of the deal with Village Chief Zhang were found, no one in Qingluo Village would be able to get away with it.
I really shouldn’t be the village chief!
Before the benefits could be reaped, the whole body smelled fishy.
Wen Yunxi was so lucky that he left the mess behind and ran away.
Su Qiao pushed the water cup in front of him, "Uncle Peng, don't get angry. Miss Wen is not that kind of person, and the upper reaches of the transaction will not notice it so quickly. It will take at least a month."
There are only a small number of Han people in Lanzhou.
Except for the group that came five years ago and the dozens of people who were later exiled, the total number was less than 2000.
As the actual controllers of Lanzhou, the Zhanyue tribe can't even control the situation.
But if we want to maintain the image of being close to the Han people, we can only do it secretly.
This is also what the Han people rely on to survive in Lanzhou.
Peng Wenxing took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
The top priority is to solve the problem.
"Okay, we still have a month, what do you think we can do to save ourselves?"
Su Qiao poured some tea on the table and slowly drew a big circle, "This is the Zhanyue tribe."
Then, he drew another twenty small circles.
Su Qiao pointed to the slightly larger circle and said, "This is the Shuiyi tribe."
He drew a straight line between the two, "I inquired in Heishi County two years ago. The Zhanyue tribe and the Shuiyi tribe have been fighting for many years. Now the Zhanyue tribe is the dominant one, and the Shuiyi tribe is constantly being squeezed."
Su Qiao smiled and said, "Winning or losing, the Shuiyi tribe's only way out is to defeat the Zhanyue tribe." Peng Wenxing nodded.
Of course he understood these principles, but wouldn't they be more dangerous if they were involved in the dispute between the two clans?
Su Qiao shook his head.
He still prefers to discuss things with Wen Yunxi and get it straight to the point.
"Miss Wen will definitely gain a lot from going to the Shuiyi tribe, and other tribes can also unite."
He encircled the outside of these small circles into another large circle, and drew a small circle next to it.
"The two forces will continue to fight, so they will either merge into one, or they will become a tripartite."
Su Qiao clicked on the newly drawn small circle, "And the arrival of King Lin is the third party force."
"Oh, Xiaoqiao, you are still too young."
Peng Wenxing smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He erased the small circle and said, "Prince Lin, it's hard to live, so how can you be considered powerful?"
Xuan Lin, who was looked down upon by others, was sitting on a recliner watching the sunset.
It's obviously hot summer.
Not only was he holding the stove, he was also wrapped tightly in a fox fur, as if he was spending the cold winter.
"Your Majesty, please go inside. It's cold at night."
Manager Liu was wearing a loose and thin shirt, but he tightened Xuan Lin's fox fur collar for fear of being blown in by the wind.
Xuan Lin shook his head.
Continue to look at the red clouds at the end of the grassland.
"Manager Liu, I want to take a closer look, but we don't have much time."
Manager Liu hurriedly pouted three times on the ground, "How can you say such a thing? The prince is a rich man with a long life, so naturally he will be able to live in peace and prosperity."
Xuan Lin smiled, he knew his body well.
Father ordered someone to add corpse poison to the cold poison.
It was originally meant for his life.
If he hadn't met Wen Yunxi, he would have died on the way to Lanzhou.
But even Wen Yunxi, who rescued him, could not cure the poison.
Nowadays, it is just suppressed with silver needles and medicine.
Once the poisonous blood attacks his heart again, he will definitely die.
Commander Fang hurried over and saw this situation.
First he glared at Mr. Liu, and then said in a stiff tone: "My lord, please take care of yourself."
Manager Liu glared back fiercely.
The prince wanted to watch the sunset outside, so he could only persuade him instead of forcing him to go back to the house.
Xuan Lin ignored the glares between the two and asked, "How's your inquiry going?"
Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Commander Fang simply gave up.
Unfold the paper in his hand and let Xuan Lin look at the map on it.
Lanzhou is surrounded by mountains on three sides and faces the sea in the south.
But the area near the sea is controlled by the Zhanyue tribe and their allies, and is exclusively used by the Zhanyue tribe.
Walking in from the seaside, there are more than 20 ethnic groups, large and small, which were marked by Commander Fang with a box.
Four of them use circles.
Without waiting for Xuan Lin to ask, Commander Fang pointed to the map and explained.
"The Zhanyue people now have two territories. The lower right is their original settlement. The one in the middle is the original bazaar where various ethnic groups trade. It is also the current Heishi County and is controlled by the Zhanyue people."
After talking about the Zhanyue tribe.
He moved his finger to the side again.
"This is where the Shuiyi tribe lives. There are rumors among the Han people that this tribe cannibalizes and buy and sell Han slaves."
Xuan Lin chuckled and said in a very affirmative tone, "Shuiyi tribe and Zhanyue tribe were once enemies."
Commander Fang nodded.
It is quite shameful for the Zhanyue people to slander their opponents.
"Oops, aren't Miss Wen and the others in danger?"
Manager Liu looked at the small circle at the end, sandwiched between the Shuiyi tribe and the Zhanyue tribe, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Xuan Lin clenched his fingers that were stiff with cold and ordered: "Send someone to protect her."
(End of this chapter)