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Chapter 360

Liang Xiao had many followers, in addition to Dayuan envoys and merchants, there were more than a hundred Greek knights and mercenaries. n∈n∈. Whether these people can enter the country and what kind of identity they have to submit a charter.

Mei Gao brought the emperor's edict, and these people could enter the country as Liang Xiao's troops.

"This is the emperor's favor to you." Mei Gao said with some envy: "Although it is not uncommon for the princes and princes to have hundreds of guards, and there are many merchants who have slaves, but for a white man, there are not many guards."

Liang Xiao was delighted: "Does this mean that I may be granted a marquis?"

"It's hard to say." Mei Gao shook his head. "The story of the Han family is that no matter how merit is, it cannot be granted a marquis. This merit mainly refers to military merit. As an envoy, no matter how successful you are on an envoy, it cannot be considered military merit. Promotion and reward are expected, and whether you can be awarded a title remains to be discussed."

Liang Xiao was very surprised. "Then I can't count if I defeated the Huns twice."

Mei Gao turned his head, looked at Liang Xiao, and smiled: "A Xiao, General Li defeated many Xiongnus in his life and could be granted a marquis' military achievements, not as simple as defeating the Xiongnus several times. What's more, if you defeated the Xiongnus, you protected Dayuan, not the Han Dynasty."

Liang Xiao tilted his mouth and said nothing. He secretly guessed that this was probably one of the reasons why the emperor sent Mei Gao to Didao. Whether the war in the Western Regions was considered military achievements and whether he could be a marquis was still unsure. Considering that Tian Fu, who wanted to marry Liu Ling, became the prime minister, it invisibly increased a lot of difficulties.

He felt very uncomfortable.

Could it be that the men in Longxi say that no matter how much credit is, it is better to have a good daughter? Where did the Tian Fu brothers get military merits? Why is it not for the title of marquis because of the Queen Mother? I have to say that Mrs. Zang'er is really wise and has long understood the shortcuts to wealth.

Seeing that Liang Xiao’s face was not very good, Mei Gao comforted again: “You don’t have to be too anxious, there is no conclusion yet. Everything depends on the result of the court’s discussion. Even if you cannot do it this time, with your ability, it will be a matter of time before you become a marquis. Why bother to be in a hurry and rebellious for a while?”

Liang Xiao let out a breath and nodded.

Maoling.

Liang Xiao held back the horse, raised his hand, and signaled the team to stop moving forward.

A group of people stood on the roadside, with old mother Mama Liang and master Huan Yuan standing in front, Li Rongqing and Xin and others surrounding him. Tu Niuer's parents were also there, Hu Ji Yue was also there, and her white skin was conspicuous in the crowd. Seeing Liang Xiao, her eyes were shiny, her face was flushed, and she showed a little pride in her shyness.

Liang Xiao quickly turned over and got off the horse, rushed to my mother a few steps. Just as she bent down to salute, Liang Magazine came up and hugged him in her arms, tears burst out from her eyes. "Xiao'er. You're back."

"Mother, I'm back." Liang Xiao's eyes became wet. He knelt in front of Liang Mama and patted his back gently. "Mother, I'm back."

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back." Mama Liang hugged Liang Xiao's head, and tears gushed out and dripped on Liang Xiao's face.

On the other side, Tu Niuer's mother Shi suddenly screamed in a very high decibel voice. "Niuer, what's wrong with your hand?"

Tu Niuer broke away from Shi's wife in a hurry, and her black face turned purple. "My mother, nothing, nothing. It's been a long time ago."

"What's good, what do you do?"

Mama Liang was puzzled. "What's wrong with Niu'er's hand?"

Liang Xiao's expression turned dark. "When he was marching in the snowy mountains, he frozen one of his fingers."

Liang Xiao panicked, quickly wiped away tears with his sleeves, pulled Liang Xiao's hand, and tossed and checked. Liang Xiao was embarrassed and quickly comforted him: "Mother, Mother, I'm fine."

Mama Liang checked and found that Liang Xiao was not short of any parts, so she breathed a sigh of relief. Liang Xiao shrugged helplessly, broke away from my mother, walked to the master Huan Yuan, and bowed. "Master."

"Good boy, you've grown up." Huan Yuan looked at Liang Xiao with relief. "I've only opened a few stone bows now, how many steps the range is?"

"Report to the master, he opened two and a half stones and a bow with a range of 120 steps. Within a hundred steps, he scored a hundred shots." Liang Xiao said, and took the black bow from Xiya. "Master, this is the bow I took from the Wusun people."

Huan Yuan took the bow in his hand, suddenly raised his eyebrows and shot him and said to Zhongliqi: "Zhongli, do you think this bow looks familiar?"

Zhongliqi didn't say anything, just nodded.

Liang Xiao was very surprised. "Master, you have seen this bow."

Huan Yuan did not answer, held the bow in his left hand and raised the strings in his right hand. He easily pulled the bow, and shook his head again. "No, it's not this bow."

Liang Xiao was puzzled, but he was not easy to ask, so he could only look at Huan Yuan. Huan Yuan stared at the bow, looked left and right, pondered for a while before handing the bow back to Liang Xiao, murmured: "This bow is too soft, not the one I remember."

Liang Xiao was anxious. "Master, what bow do you remember?"

Huan Yuan looked at Liang Xiao and wanted to say something but stopped. "You go and do the serious business first, wait for me to think about it carefully. I don't remember it very clearly about what happened more than thirty years ago. Maybe I remember it wrong."

Liang Xiao had no choice but to put this aside in advance. He turned around and called Paris and others. "This is my teacher, Huan Jun, the archer of the archery scholar. If you have any questions about archery in the future, you can ask him for advice."

When Paris and others heard this, they bowed and said in unison: "I have met Mr. Huan."

Huan Yuan was surprised and looked at Liang Xiao in confusion. Liang Xiao smiled and said, "Master, are you feeling idle and uncomfortable when you stay in Chang'an? These are all Greek boys with excellent qualifications. I specially brought them back and ask you to train them."

Huan Yuan's eyes flashed and he smiled. Liang Xiao said to Zhongliqi again: "Uncle Zhongli, if you are interested, please give them some advice. These are good brothers who have lived and died with me. They are good riding skills, but there are still some shortcomings in the battle of the army."

Zhong Liqi didn't say anything, nodded, and looked at the Greek teenagers with a picky look.

Liang Xiao was talking lively here, but Xiao Ping'an refused to agree, twisted around the nanny's arms, and started to scream.

Xiao Ping'an has been in more than seven months, inheriting her mother's eyes and skin color, and is made of pink and jade, wearing a thick brocade dress, like a lucky baby. She opened her little arms and rushed towards Liang Xiao, making excitement screams from her mouth.

Mama Liang burst into tears and smiled. "This is the real bloodline."

Liang Xiao took over Xiao Ping'an and was a little frigid. This was the first time he had held a child in two lives, and it was his own child. He was a little puzzled when he heard my mother's words.

Mama Liang smiled and said, "Your daughter is usually not allowed to be hugged by strangers, and she cries whenever she touches her. When you meet you for the first time, you want to hug you. Isn't it true blood?" She pulled the red moon in front of her and patted the moon's face intimately. "Who else dares to talk nonsense in the future and just chop him with a knife. If something happens, my mother will carry it for you."

Yue Liang nodded shyly. Although his face was covered with red clouds, his blue eyes that looked at Liang Xiao were shining brightly, bold and enthusiastic.

Liang Xiao was even more puzzled. "What's going on?"

"The moon is a Hu Ji, and Xiao Ping'an is different from my Han family. Some people are talking and saying that this child is not your seed." Tu Huaer dragged Shi over and heard the words of the Liang family and his son, and immediately followed the conversation. "A Xiao, tell my mother quickly. My brother is missing a finger, and she can't hold back her tears, and even the Wei River is about to rise."

Liang Xiao looked at Shi, who was crying and Tu Tian, ​​who was embarrassed and uneasy, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. He had always felt guilty about Tu Niuer's fingers.

"My mother, there is no one who can't be injured when they go into battle." Tu Niuer rushed over and pulled Shi aside. "I just missed a finger, and Sigma beside A Xiao was frozen to death. She was only sixteen years old, a smart and beautiful girl, that's a pity. Compared with her, what's my finger? Come and see."

Tu Niuer pulled Shi and rushed to the Greek teenagers and mercenaries, pointing their wounded parts one by one to her. As Tu Niuer said, there were many people injured in that battle, and they were frozen with their fingers or noses, and not one or two people with their ears. Seeing these incomplete warriors, Shi was frightened and didn't even dare to cry.

Mei Gao saw it and felt deeply moved. He only knew that Liang Xiao had made great contributions and wealth was expected. However, seeing so many injured people, this wealth was not easy.

Liang Xiao was also a little depressed. He handed over the Greek boy and mercenaries to Huan Yuan, and asked Xiya and the other two to go home with Liang Mama, and only brought seventeen close soldiers to Chang'an with Cha Niuer. After several battles, three of the eighteen mercenaries he selected were missing. These people, like Xigma, were his close servants, and their sacrifices touched him far more than others.

Outside Chang'an City, Liang Xiao met Han Yan and the officials of Daxing Temple who came to greet him.

Han Yan conveyed the emperor's order, and Liang Xiao and Dayuan envoys rushed to Weiyang Palace to meet the emperor without having to go to Daxing Temple first.

Liang Xiao accepted the order. The emperor gave him face and face to the envoy of Dayuan. He wanted to meet him as soon as possible.

Han Yan came up, reached out to grab Mingzhu's ties, stroked Mingzhu's smooth fur, and praised: "Good horse."

Liang Xiao smiled and said, "This is a good horse in Dayuan, which is relatively rare even in Dayuan."

"It's really good." Han Yan couldn't put down her love, and she couldn't bear to move her eyes away. She praised her several times: "If you can ride such a good horse on the battlefield, it will be a great pleasure in life."

Mei Gao frowned and gave Liang Xiao a wink. Liang Xiao understood what he meant, but did not agree. He knew that Han Yan was a confidant of the emperor, and Han Yan clearly liked this horse very much. If he could transfer the horse to Han Yan, the title of marquis might have come to an end. However, this horse was not only a good horse, but also the dowry of the Dayuan Princess Luo Xuli, how could he easily transfer it to Han Yan?

Seeing that Liang Xiao did not respond, Han Yan said nothing, and his face was as normal. He turned over and led Liang Xiao and others into the city. Mei Gao rushed over, walked side by side with Liang Xiao, and whispered: "Mr. Liang, do you know why Li Danghu went to the Western Regions, why bother offending the emperor's close ministers for a horse."

Liang Xiao shook his head. "Other horses can do it, but this one can't."

To be continued.

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