Tang Shisanfu got up and walked, and the black giant tiger that was obediently bent at her feet also jumped up from the carpet and followed closely. Leaving less than five or six steps, it suddenly lowered its head and arched two arches on Tang Shisan's calf, roaring. Tang Shisan paused, lowered his head and smiled slightly, and said intimately, "I understand, how could I leave you alone?" He immediately turned over and stepped on the tiger's back and sat steadily. The black giant tiger, which is known to everyone in the Tang Sect, was loved by the sect leader, and had made the record of killing the bronze-level killing envoy of the Tang Sect, carried Tang Shisan leisurely and walked out of the cowhide tent.

After passing through the curtain, the bitter night wind blew towards us. Even though it was May, the weather in this valley between the mountains was always as late as autumn. If it was during the day, then looking up, you could still see the four beautiful peaks that lined up from north to south. The snow was covered all year round, just like four girls wearing white veils.

In the Great Sui Dynasty, the four peaks had no special names. However, in the later generations where Yang Zhao lived before traveling, this was an extremely famous scenic spot, called "Siguniang Mountain". The place was located on the junction between Xiaojinchuan County and Wenchuan County. If it were later generations, this place would still belong to the Sichuan province. But now it is the dividing line between the Great Sui Dynasty and Tubo. Shandong is still the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty, but Shanxi is the Tubo border.

This time is different from later generations. Since the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, although the people of the world have been exhausted because they have traced back four hundred years, they have always focused on cultivating national strength and resting with the people. As a result, the population grew in 20 years, almost over the heyday of the Han Dynasty. However, the national household registration was only 50 to 60 million people. The land in which tens of millions of people lived was a total of 1.3 billion people in later generations, and the proportion of population density to land was really different from that in later generations. Therefore, Xiaojinchuan County and Wenchuan County where Siguniang Mountain were located lived in later generations, but at this time it was completely deserted. Not to mention that there were no villages, towns and counties, even half of the residents such as hunters in the deep mountains were missing.

However, nowadays, some people camped and set up hundreds of cowhide tents on this river valley at the foot of the mountain. Xianbei Liya carried Tang Shisan all the way through the military camp, and patrolling soldiers could be seen from time to time along the way. The evening breeze blew gently, and the sound of war horses neighing faintly came from the wind. The solemn and murderous aura of golden swords and iron horses immediately rushed towards us. At the center of the village, there was a golden tent decorated with extremely gorgeousness and enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

Before the Xianbei inner teeth were approaching, a Taoist figure had already walked out of the slanting, and it seemed that he was about to enter the tent. Under the torch, the man was tall and lace with his crown and belt, with five long beards under his jaw, his face was elegant and simple, wearing a green sacred robe, with a tall figure, and a fairy-like swaying scent, but it was Ning Daoqi. When the two met each other, both sides immediately stopped. Ning Daoqi turned around and bowed to Tang Shisan, and said calmly with a smile: "The master is here. Are you going to come in to see the prince? Please, please."

Tang Shisan did not walk off the tiger's back, but put his fists on the back of Xianbei's back and said lightly: "Ning Sanren is also here to do things for the prince. Since the prince's uprising, Ning Sanren has followed the prince's saddle and horses and horses to work hard, and he has made great contributions. In the future, the prince will succeed, and the position of the Great Sui national teacher must be Ning Sanren. It is really gratifying."

These sentences sound like flattery at first glance, but if you distinguish them carefully, you can tell that Pili Yangqiu is actually hidden. How can I not hear Yi Ning Daoqi's intelligence? But he didn't care and smiled and said, "A monk who is idle and wild crane, fame and fortune, Yu Ning is just like a passing cloud. As long as the people of the world can get a wise ruler and not fall into the peace of this peaceful and prosperous era, Ning Yu's wish is enough. As for the power of the national teacher, he dare not expect it. Instead, the sect leader is the prince's right-hand man. In the future, he will have to split the earth and divide the trunks. This is truly gratifying."

These sentences seem to hide sarcastic meaning. But when Ning Daoqi's expression and tone seemed to have no malice, it was purely a poem about good sang and prayer. For a moment, people could not understand what the bull's nose meant. To be honest, Tang Shisan had no favoritism in his heart for this bull's nose, which was a paranormal figure all day long. Although Ning Daoqi had done a lot of things for Yang Xiu, and even personally took action to clear away the loyalty of the court and refused to join Yang Xiu to join the "Qingjun side" camp, the governor of Yizhou and the prefect of Chengdu. However, Tang Shisan always felt that Ning Daoqi had other intentions in secret and was definitely not really helpful to Yang Xiu. But after all, this was just a "feeling" and there was no substantial evidence to support it. Therefore, Tang Shisan could only doubt it, and at most he would say a few words from time to time to beat it.

The two of them were talking outside, and although their voices were not very high, they were already alarmed. The sound of silk and bamboo that had already come from the tent stopped abruptly. Then several maids in brocade clothes rolled up the tent door, and Yang Xiu's voice came from inside, saying, "Is it that Brother Yi and Master Ning who are back? Come in quickly."

Tang Shisan snorted coldly, no longer looked at Ning Doqi, and slapped the Xianbei Liya head. The black giant tiger shook its tail and walked straight into the tent. After crossing the account door, he saw hundreds of butter candles illuminating the tent, and the decorations were magnificent everywhere. No matter how many cases or chopsticks were, they were all extremely luxurious, but there was no vulgarity in the tent. There were about thirty people in the tent. In addition to the maids and guards, more than ten people sat in front of the wine case.

The man sitting upright in the center was wearing a royal robe, with a golden crown, and a pearl the size of a thumb was inlaid on the crown. It was Yang Zhao, the king of Shu. After a few months, his face was different from when he conquered the Tang Sect that day. Although his skin was still covered with countless fine pearl-colored scales, if you don’t look closely, it will be no different from the ordinary people, not the hideous strange appearance of half-human and half-dragon that day. Obviously, the degree of integration with the Yellow Emperor dragon bones has reached a new level.

Seeing Tang Shisan enter the tent, Yang Xiu immediately threw the silver knife in his hand on the wine table, laughed and stood up to greet him, "Yi brother, Master Ning. It's just right. Come, set up a case for both of you." However, the voice was also gone with the arrogant arrogance that was so arrogant when he just got the Dragon Bone of the Yellow Emperor.

——There are still two dividing lines today—
Chapter completed!