Chapter 11 Three Days

Fan Xian looked at her and couldn't say a word. He finally gradually understood a truth in the world. Perhaps anything is destined, and the past is a matter of serious fate. Duoduo's life experience seems bizarre, but when you think about it carefully, it is just a thought that Master Kuhe had a few decades ago. However, this idea fell in the future, in front of him, and on the grassland in front of him.

There is no need to consider why Haitang can make the people of the northern tribe believe in her identity as a princess, and there is no need to consider how she did all this two years ago. Since Master Kuhe threw out this variable before his death, of course he had already made preparations - Kuhe concealed his brother and left behind a bloodline of the Karna royal court, how could he not leave any tokens or something?

The key is...

"Your parents..." Fan Xian looked at Haitang's rare face that was confused at first sight and asked softly.

Haitang hugged her knees before she moved, but she felt the man's affection in her heart. He did not ask about the things on the grassland or forced herself to ask about him, but he thought of what he cared about the most at the first time.

"I passed away when I was very young." The girl's face looked a little lonely under the hat.

Fan Xian did not continue to ask this question. As for Haitang's parents, how did the last nobles of Karna leave this world, and whether they were Ku He secretly attacked the black hand. I guess Haitang would not be willing to associate his master with that kind of role, but she would definitely have some guesses in her heart.

"My master said these words to me before his death, and asked me to choose what I should do." Haitang looked at the water ducks on the lake and his eyebrows gradually frowned. For some reason, the water ducks no longer played in the water in the twilight, but hid in the few water grass next to the lake with some fear.

"Your choice is to follow his advice and return to the tribe. Then come to the grassland." Fan Xian lowered his head and thought that Songzhi was the surname of King Karna, but this tribe was slaughtered by General Zhan Qingfeng decades ago, so no one in the world thought of the relationship between the name Songzhi Immortal Ling and Hu Ren. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Haitang and said, "If you want to avenge your mother's clan, you should also retaliate against Northern Qi, why should you target us Daqing?"

"Revenge? I rarely think about these things decades ago." Haitang pursed her hair under her brim of the hat. She looked at Fan Xian and said softly: "Just like you, we all know that hatred is often not clean even if it is washed. I just went to see how those people with the same roots as me live... Anzhi, the Hu people are actually human beings, and they also have the right to survive. Throughout the journey, there are countless people who died along the way. Shouldn't the women and children in the tribe live?"

"As for Daqi..." She lowered her head and laughed at herself: "Although Master pointed out my life experience, she gave me Tianyi Dao. I am still the saint of Daqi now. If I really want to harm Daqi, why would I run to the grassland?"

"I just want the people in these tribes to have a safe country to live." Haitang stared at Fan Xian's eyes. "So I want to help Subida unify the grassland, end the continuous infighting within the grassland, and bring peace to this grassland."

"Peace?" Fan Xian's voice suddenly became cold, "The unification and peace of the grassland will inevitably lead to a full-scale war with Daqing in the future. Is this what you expect in the future?"

"I can check and balance quickly." Haitang lowered his head.

"School." Fan Xian said softly, the smell in his words was very similar to the ridicule of Li Hongcheng in Dingzhou City. "The king's ambition is never something you and I can check and balance."

"Then what do you think I should do? Do you watch the Qing army gradually invade the west, one day occupying the entire grassland and massacre the Hu people?" Haitang frowned, "Everyone has the right to survive. Do you still think that the life of the Hu people and the Central Plains people is different?"

"There is naturally different from the noble and the lowly. The lives of those close to me are naturally precious." Fan Xian said without any concessions. "You only think about how the Hu people survive. Have you ever thought about the people of Qingguo stationed the people of the army on Xiliang Road? I walked west and I don't know how many houses were burned and women and children were killed."

"If this is the peace you want, then I will destroy all this." Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Haitang's face. "This is a hatred that has been formed over a thousand years. Our generation has no way to eliminate it... You stand on the position of the grassland royal court, and naturally hope that Qingguo will give in, but I stand on the position of Qingguo, and naturally hope that the grassland will continue to be in chaos."

Haitang stood up, looked up at Fan Xian slightly, and said, "You have been to the grassland for more than ten days. I guess you have found out some things. Then why don't you go back and wait for me here? "

"I want to confirm the role you play." Fan Xian's face was a little pale and said, "Maybe you haven't thought about it yourself. In fact, you have always regarded yourself as a citizen of Northern Qi and have never regarded yourself as the daughter of the land king of Karna. In the name of finding a space for survival for the grassland, in fact... it is still for the safety of the rear of Northern Qi, to hold back the footsteps of my emperor for Northern Qi."

Before Haitang could speak, Fan Xian raised his eyebrows and stopped her speech: "This is a subconscious behavior... Speaking of this, I have to admire Master Kuhe."

He looked at Haitang with pity: "You are the saint, you are the most outstanding person since Kuhe, but your life seems to be like me, being controlled by a high-ranking figure. Any choice you make fall into his calculations. Whether it is active or passive, Kuhe is using you to preserve his Great Qi Dynasty."

Kuhe has raised Haitang for nearly twenty years and knows her own female disciples very well. She has already calculated Haitang’s decision after knowing her life experience. She knows that no matter how Haitang chooses his own path, she will follow his arrangements and give Qingguo a very painful blow.

Haitang's face became more and more lonely. Assisting Shanyu Subida on the grassland in the past two years has really consumed too much of her mind. Today, Fan Xian directly exposed the hidden thoughts under her leather robe by the lakeside. The trace of her own avoidance made her discover...

"We are not saints, and we cannot even look at the people of the world on an equal position. If I am sinister, you are actually selfish." Fan Xian said with a slight sneer: "You use the lives of the people of the West Beard to delay the pace of my Daqing Iron Cavalry, which is beneficial to the Northern Qi Dynasty, but have you ever thought... Do these people on the grassland really need a strong royal court and need to march east?"

"Ku He is really amazing." Fan Xian closed his eyes and said slowly: "Although he was eventually defeated by His Majesty, even if he died, he brought so much trouble to me Daqing... I have to say that the two brothers of the Zhan family are really the top figures in the world."

Emperor Qing fought south and north in his life, and was rarely defeated. The only time he lost was that he was defeated by the commander of the Great Wei Dynasty, fighting Qingfeng.

Unexpectedly, decades after Zhan Qingfeng's death, before Ku He died, he buried another landmine in the west of Qing Kingdom.

"You know I'm not such a person." Haitang was not angry, and stood quietly beside Fan Xian and said, "It's just that among many choices, I chose one of the best roads for the grassland and Daqi."

Of course Fan Xian knew that Haitang was not that kind of person, but he just deliberately wanted to anger the other party. His eyes gradually became cold: "What about me?"

Haitang looked back at him and said, "You have said before. We are not saints, and it is impossible to consider the people of the whole world on an equal position. Now it is you, Nanqing, who is aiming at the world, and the Northern Qi and Dongyi are in a turmoil... If you hope that I will consider the interests of Nanqing, isn't it absurd?"

"Absurd?" Fan Xian stared at Haitang's eyes, as if he wanted to see the deepest heart of the girl's house. Youyou said: "A few years ago, I was in the restaurant in Shangjing City. Is that agreement with you also ridiculous?"

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "That's right, I was originally a powerful man in Nanqing, but I wanted to lift my face and let you slap it. Obviously, my Daqing Iron Cavalry is about to travel all over the world, but I want to make an agreement with the saint of a foreign country... Taiping? The peace of the dog is indeed absurd. I am a person in this world. It's absurd thing."

Farming, drinking and chatting, I decided to spend twenty years in the world. I remember that the two people traveled together in the capital. The CCP was drunk and talked under the melon rack in the garden. Where no one knew, the two most outstanding young people in the northern Qi and Nanqing set a goal that seemed naive to the world but in their eyes, but in their eyes, it was an extremely pure and beautiful goal - there was no war in the world.

Such a naive agreement seems so close to the two people participating in this agreement and may become a reality at any time, because these two young people have great influence in their respective countries. If the times remain unchanged, the old man will gradually withdraw, and the future country will be the things under the hands of these two young people.

Now that several years have passed, the general trend of the world has already undergone a drastic change due to the outbreak of the incident in Dadongshan. The world is changing, and people are changing. Twenty years have passed, and Fan Xian and Haitang seem to be unable to farm, drink and chat anymore.

"I'm not willing." Fan Xian's face turned pale, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. "It's been five years since I left Danzhou. In the past five years, no one knows what I want to do, only you know... You know how much risk I took for this agreement, how many losses I suffered, and how much I helped you Northern Qi."

He stared at Haitang's eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "You know all this clearly. I risk being accused of being a traitor a thousand years later. Why... But you ran away quietly, came to the grassland, and began stabbing me in the back."

"I'm not willing." Fan Xian's eyes gradually became cold.

Haitang looked at Fan Xian's face and listened to his faint words. For some reason, her heart felt like she was stabbed, and her cheeks turned pale.

"I didn't expect this matter... to implicate you." Haitang looked at him in a daze, feeling that the pain of the man in front of him seemed to have fallen on him. "I don't know where those swords came from. After knowing this, I went to Qingzhou City, but one of them was stolen."

Although Fan Xian had already guessed that a master as high as a ninth-grade master had sneaked into Qingzhou to help him eliminate the evidence, Haitang did it, but she felt a little better at this time when she admitted it in person, but her face was still very ugly. She said, "You are still hiding me... The appearance of these knives is a very strange thing."

He grabbed Haitang's clothes and gritted his teeth and said, "You have never broken the connection with the little emperor of Northern Qi... This time it is obvious that he is secretly ignoring me. What else do you want to cover up for him?"

Haitang put his hand on his hand, looked at his eyes with pity and guilt, and said, "I really don't know about this, and I don't know what went wrong with going to the capital. Why did Your Majesty do such a stupid thing."

It is indeed stupid. The greatest help from Northern Qi in Qing Kingdom was Fan Xian. Although Fan Xian gradually separated his relationship with Northern Qi since Dadongshan, it would be very difficult if the Emperor of Northern Qi really wanted to have a future and it would be very difficult if Fan Xian's help was left.

Fan Xian knew very well how the young emperor of Northern Qi thought.

He leaned close to Haitang's slightly red face and whispered to her ears: "It's not stupid at all. He wants to force me to rebel? There is no possibility... Two years ago in Kyoto, he wanted to kill me with the hand of the eldest princess to help the boss get to power. I haven't settled this account with him... How could I rebel?"

There was a hint of mockery in his words, but Haitang's heart became cold. It was the first time she knew that there was still a shadow of Northern Qi in the Kyoto Incident in Qingguo two years ago. Thinking about it, the context of this matter was very clear. The little emperor of Northern Qi knew that Fan Xian was a very revengeful person. Of course, he did not dare to continue to put his hope on him. In addition, Shanghai Tang has been on the grassland for the past two years and cannot serve as a bridge between Northern Qi and Fan Xian. Both sides gradually drifted away. For the sake of Northern Qi's safety, Northern Qi would inevitably choose to break the relationship between Fan Xian and Emperor Qing.

"Your Majesty has no choice." At this time, the posture between Haitang and Fan Xian was very ambiguous, but the words of the two of them were so shocked. She said quietly: "In the past two years, you have helped Emperor Qing rectify the administration of the officials, govern people's livelihood, and manage the inner treasury. The war is about to break out, how dare he believe you?"

"I don't care whether he believes me or not, I don't even need your trust now." Fan Xian shook his head, rubbed his cheek against Haitang's slightly cool face. He took a deep breath and said, "Take a message to the little emperor of Northern Qi. Just say that I, Fan Xian, will give him a lesson that will never be forgotten because of the two great gifts he gave me."

Haitang's body trembled and he looked at Fan Xian in surprise, not knowing what he would do. In this world, except for the great masters, only Fan Xian dares to be so arrogant.

"Don't forget, you are from Qingguo, you are the son of Emperor Qing." Haitang sighed and said, "Who would believe that you would consider the problem from the standpoint of Northern Qi or Dongyi? It is normal for Your Majesty to not believe you."

"I consider the issue from the standpoint of Qingguo, and I don't want the people of Qingguo to fall into endless blood and fire of war."

"I will definitely not tell me what you arranged on the grassland." Haitang naturally walked through Fan Xian's armpits and said, "But I will try my best to stop you."

"Apart from my emperor, no one in the world can stop me, and you can't do it." Fan Xian took off her hat and touched her hair.

Fan Xian hugged Haitang tightly, but his eyes gradually calmed down. He hugged her in his arms, narrowed his eyes to the sky, a goshawk was flying in the twilight, and the ducks in the lake were intimidated by this goshawk and hid in the water plants.

In fact, Haitang also noticed the eagle and knew why Fan Xian hugged him like this. He sighed in his heart, knowing that he and His Majesty were really sorry for the young man who hugged him. There was an extremely complicated emotion in his mind, so he did not point out Fan Xian's little thoughts.

"Stay with me for three days." Fan Xian said in her ear.

About ten miles away from this lake, hundreds of Xihu cavalry were guarding their land king. The owner of this grassland, Shanyu Subida, looked indifferently in the distance, watching the goshawks passing through the ground in the air.

Songzhi Xianling left, and Shanyu was worried that she would not come back, so he followed with the cavalry. For some reason, Shanyu had this kind of worry in his heart, as if he felt that someone was about to take away the most important woman in his life.

This woman was not beautiful and could not be as good as the beauty contributed by the more tribes, but the Shanyu looked at her more importantly than anyone else, because this woman brought him the loyalty of more than 10,000 cavalry, and brought some strategies for governing the country in the land she had never thought of, and brought new atmosphere on the grassland. More importantly... this woman brought peace, rare peace to the Shanyu.

Whenever he was with this Princess of Karna, Shanyu Subida felt that it was the happiest moment in his life, even if he just sat face to face and looked at him, he was extremely happy.

He knew that she was the saint of Northern Qi. The disciple of the great master Ku He was the mysterious walking man who lived in heaven and earth, but he knew even more that Songzhi Xianling was a Hu man, and he was of his own tribe.

If she could sweep across Liuhe, attack the grassland, and beside the horse, if she could sit beside her, the world would definitely be much more beautiful.

The goshawk gradually descended, and Shanyu Subida's eyes narrowed, shining like a hawk, shining with a terrifying light.

The girl chased a man, who was that man?

The goshawk could not report to the Shanyu. The man was terrified and flirting with your treasure, so the Shanyu could still maintain the calmness at the moment. In other words, Fan Xian's deliberate behavior did not play the role he imagined.

"Run over and kill him." Dadunhu looked at Shanyu's dark face and said loudly: "Kill him!"

Subida did not respond. When Songzhi Xianling left the ground, he said that she would come back, so she would definitely come back. He respected this woman with a bizarre life. Although he did not mind using swords to declare his strength, he was unwilling to use this method to gain a woman's heart.

"Follow them and don't bother." Shanyu Subida closed his eyes and said gently, but there was a heart-wrenching chill hidden in his words.

The royal court master beside Shanyu was like Yun. If hundreds of cavalry rushed over at this time, Fan Xian would have the ability to escape from the vast grassland. But he was very curious about who the person who could touch Songzhi Immortal Ling was? Could it be that Nan Qing's little face in the rumor a few years ago?

The prairie owner's hand holding the reins became tighter and tighter. His expression was still calm. He was destined to become the prairie master, and of course he would not be confused just because of a powerful minister in Nan Qing. But he would not let the young man come to the prairie and go back alive.

The Eagle sent a message, and the Western Hu cavalry near the Wangting began to mobilize. As long as Songzhi Xianling separated from the young man, he would start attacking.

However, this one will last for three days.

In three days, Fan Xian and Haitang walked on the grassland, bought two good horses in a certain tribe, galloped for a while, and then went to a seazi to grab two small silverfish to grill. On the last night, they stopped in a larger tribe, surrounded the fire, ate beef and mutton with the Hu people, and drank the braised knife wine.

Haitang knows what these three days mean. After three days, the two may have to break away from the complex relationship at present and become enemies who are irreconcilable to each other, so these three days need to be cherished.

Fan Xian also knew what these three days meant. Haitang's identity as a princess did not resound throughout the grassland, but she could take herself to act freely on the grassland. She wanted to use this vivid fact to tell herself that the Hu people and the Central Plains people can live in peace, and the Hu people are not born barbaric and easy to kill.

Because of guilt, Haitang stayed with Fan Xian for three days without asking a word of anything else, but did not think of Fan Xian’s real purpose at all.

The firelight reflected the two of them, red, like two children playing tricks in winter. Haitang handed two things to Fan Xian and said, "Give it to you the child."

Fan Xian took it and found that it was a string of ruby ​​beads and a small sword that Hu people like to play with, which was very cute.

"Give the beads to Xiaohuaer and the knife to Liangzi?" He raised his eyebrows and said, "Little Huaer probably likes them. Liangzi is still young, I'm afraid he won't like them... But... thank you, I'm so kind."

"The master said before that it is difficult for Mrs. Fan to have a child in her body. Now that Fan Liang is born, it can be regarded as a wish." Haitang smiled faintly and said, "I guess you have taken some effort."

Three months ago, Lin Wan'er, who had been pregnant for ten months, finally gave birth to a Lin'er. Before giving a name in the palace, Fan Xian rushed to take Fan Liang and join the family tree. This incident made Emperor Qing furious. Fortunately, Fan Xian still gave the emperor the right to pick up the words, which was considered to have fooled the matter.

Listening to Haitang's words, Fan Xian smiled bitterly. In the past two years, in addition to helping His Majesty deal with state affairs, most of the rest of his energy has been devoted to treating Wan'er's illness. Wan'er has really paid a lot to give birth to a child, and he has suffered a lot in order to develop drugs. Fortunately, Teacher Fei Jie decided on the right path in advance and successfully got Wan'er pregnant.

"Why is the name Fan Liang?" Haitang asked curiously. She knew that she would probably find it difficult to see her again after spending tonight with this young man, so she kept asking, wondering how the other party lived in the past two years and what the people around him looked like.

"The idle wife is a good mother." Fan Xian said with a smile: "It's very interesting, isn't it?"

The tribe members in the tribe gradually fell asleep, and only Fan Xian and Haitang were left beside the fire. They seemed to have felt something, and they were not sleepy at all, waiting quietly for the arrival of dawn.

"The sky is about to dawn." Haitang leaned on Fan Xian's shoulder and said quietly. When the woman was at the moment of separation, she finally revealed the feelings that a girl should have in her family.

After a moment of silence, Fan Xian suddenly said, "After dawn, when you leave, the passionate Chanyu will tear me to pieces."

After three days, with their cultivation, they naturally knew that not far behind them, the master on the grassland was forcibly suppressing his anger, waiting for the fatal blow to Fan Xian.

Haitang closed his eyes and said lazily: "Don't worry about these things, I'll handle them."

"I am a man, and I'm not used to letting women deal with things." Fan Xian smiled, and the firelight reflected his smile, looking particularly friendly and confident. "You are strong, and that Shanyu is strong, but I will prove that I am stronger than you."

Haitang sat upright and looked at him quietly, not knowing what he wanted to say.

Fan Xian looked at her calmly and said, "I never like the couple's story in the novel. Duoduo, you have planned on the grassland for two years and I have prepared for four months. I will completely defeat you and cut off all the thoughts left by Kuhe. I like the happiness on the grassland, but in order to celebrate the happiness of the people of the country, for my happiness, and for the uneasy of the Shanyu, I must ruin all this."

"I will keep you for three days, so I will keep you for the rest of my life."
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