The family that Luo Yunsheng had temporarily lived in temporarily was named Murong, and the head of the family was called Murong Qilian.

For Tuyuhun, Murong is a real big surname.

However, according to the investigation, the Murong family in front of us has very thin bloodlines, and it is considered to be the small clan of the authentic Murong family.

It belongs to a small local family with no strength.

Especially when Luo Yunsheng saw that the family, men, women, young and old, less than twenty people in gorgeous clothes, were all domestic slaves wearing thick clothes, he knew that the situation was true.

Standing outside the door, the Zhong Tang army and the Tang army soldiers, looked at the trembling Murong family members who were intimidated by their trembling conditions and instantly lost their interest in bullying.

"You are Murong Qilian?"

Luo Yunsheng glanced and stood in front of the tribe members with a flattering look on his face, but it was obvious that the old man was extremely frightened by Luo Yunsheng's appearance.

Obviously, this old man is this family, which is similar to the Han patriarch.

But my courage was scared and my body trembled uncontrollably.

War is so ruthless. No matter how powerful your family is, it is difficult to maintain decency and dignity once the country is destroyed.

"Yes, yes, yes, I am Murong Qilian. I have met noble people!"

While the old man agreed timidly, he secretly looked at the two groups of soldiers in front of him.

One of the soldiers was able to judge the history of the armor: they were Tuyuhun's soldiers.

The problem is that another wave of soldiers, those warriors wearing thick armor and tall figures, were filled with a strong murderous aura.

Looking at the entire Tuyuhun, how many famous kings can be so luxurious that they can use iron to build armor?

Obviously, most of these soldiers were not their Tuyuhun soldiers.

Could it be really Tang Jun?

Did the Tang army attack Tuyuhun?

How did they do it?

Murong Qilian couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

In fact, when Tuoba Muqi controlled the entire city, there were many people who notified the nobles in the inner city about the changes in the city. Murong Qilian had just heard from his family slaves that the Tang army had invaded Baigu City.

At that time, Murong Qilian was disdainful and scolded the slave fiercely.

Because in his opinion, their Tuyuhun troops and the Tang army who were fighting at the border were retreating step by step, how did the Tang army attack Baigucheng?

But unexpectedly, after just one day, Tang Jun really broke into his manor.

What shocked him even more was that Tuoba Muqina and others were obviously their Tuyuhun soldiers, but they hang out with the Tang army and scolded them, the clans of Baigucheng.

Relieve my panic.

Murong Qilian rubbed his hands and called out flatteringly and respectfully: "Famous King..."

However, before he finished speaking, Tuoba Muqi sternly shouted.

"What famous king? This is the Fengguan Envoy of the Tang Dynasty!"

Murong Qilian was scolded by Tuoba Muqi and his whole body trembled.

He looked at Luo Yunsheng carefully with his eyes wide open and his heart muttered.

Watch the wind?

What is this?

Murong Qilian quickly became respectful again and shouted with a flattering look: "It turns out that it is the Fengguan..."

Although he didn't know what position he was in Guan Feng's position, he must have great power. There are many military people, so it's better not to offend such people.

"Um."

Luo Yunsheng nodded and said slowly: "I am a newcomer and has no place to live. I have to bother you with your home. Please forgive me."

Murong Qilian opened his old eyes and looked at Luo Yunsheng in surprise.

Because he felt that the young man in front of him was gentle and elegant, and had a polite conversation, and he was even more like a noble than their Tuyuhun nobles.

Just kidding, Luo Yunsheng was the adopted son of Empress Changsun. He was strictly required by the ritual officials in the Tang Dynasty. His words and deeds were all trained by those ritual officials in a regular manner.

How much hardship has Luo Yun suffered for this?

Queen Changsun never treated him as an outsider, and never hesitated when he deserves to be beaten.

However, at this moment, the hardships that Luo Yun had suffered were finally rewarded.

Look, his strictly trained court etiquette in the Tang Dynasty made Murong Qilian know at a glance that the other party was from a noble family. He immediately became even more respectful in his heart and bowed for a long time and said, "Watching the wind and traveling to the humble house really makes my Murong family shine..."

No wonder, after all, Tuyuhun is a country that emphasizes bloodline and family background. People with noble origins can often easily be recognized by others, even if they are just a fool.

Luo Yunsheng seemed to nod and responded to Murong Qilian with satisfaction, but in fact, he was just perfunctory to the old thing in front of him.

However, his nodding action greatly alleviated Murong Qilian's fear.

After all, no matter which country you are in a language-free country, nodding and smiling do not represent hostility.

From the side, Tuoba Muqi realized that it was getting late, but Luo Yunsheng and others had not had enough food yet. So he stood up and ordered Murong Qilian, "Get out a few of the best rooms, and in addition, prepare a table of good wine and food, do you understand?"

Although Tuoba Muqi's tone was very heavy, on the contrary, this imperative tone made Murong Qilian feel relieved. After all, in his opinion, as long as they served these people carefully, I believe that this Fengfeng Envoy, who has the elegant style of a great noble, would definitely not let these soldiers kill them again.

So, after asking for advice from Luo Yun.

Murong Qilian quickly rushed his family to another room, and while asking the slaves at home to prepare for the best room, he ordered the kitchen to prepare wine and food.

"You stay with the adults."

Tian Meng said a sentence and then took several Tang soldiers to the kitchen.

As the saying goes, the intention to be guarded against others is necessary.

He didn't want his family to be thrown into some messy things in the food that he would be later.

I believe that Tian Meng and those team members will definitely monitor the actions of the kitchen, and even if he orders the kitchen to try the poison one by one, he will order the kitchen to try the poison one by one.

Not to mention Tian Meng's side went to monitor the kitchens, let's talk about Luo Yunsheng's side.

When Luo Yunsheng agreed to let Murong Qilian's family transfer to other rooms by themselves.

Murong Qilian breathed a sigh of relief and shouted harder, urging the slaves at home to prepare the table tables needed for the banquet, as well as wine bottles, wine pots, lacquer chopsticks and other good tableware.

During this period, Luo Yunsheng looked at the slaves coming and going in the hall curiously.

He was surprised to find that the family members of this small clan were only twenty or thirty, but the number of slaves in the mansion was too large?

Out of curiosity, he asked: "Murrong Qilian, how many people are there in your family?"

Murong Qilian replied carefully: "The little man is at home.

There are two sons, one grandson, one granddaughter, and two dogs are all married..."

"I don't want to know so much, so I will ask you how many people."

"Twenty-five."

Murong Qilian replied respectfully.

"How many of these...well, slaves?"

Murong Qilian thought about it and replied with little certainty: "Probably... more than a hundred people."

What's the thing?

A family of such a small actually has so many slaves?

Luo Yunsheng looked at Murong Qilian with a strange expression and asked tentatively: "Is your family considered a very rich family in Baigucheng?"

Murong Qilian opened his mouth, as if he was frightened, crawled on the ground, Lian Sheng begged: "The young man is willing to spend all his money.

I just hope that I can watch the wind and let go of my life in Murong Yi…”

This old man knows the truth.

Luo Yunsheng was a little funny. In fact, he had no intention of seizing the wealth of this family. After all, he had planned to eat and live in this family.

Since that's the case, he naturally wouldn't have started the operation of this family.

“Get up.

I am just asking casually.”

Luo Yunsheng signaled.

Seeing this, Murong Qilian then got up from the ground timidly.

From the side, Tuoba Muqi seemed to have guessed the curiosity in Luo Yunsheng's heart, and whispered to answer the doubts: "The Guanfeng Emblem misunderstanding. The Murong family is indeed just a small family... more than a hundred slaves from the family.

This is nothing in Tuyuhun.

At the end of each year, if Guanfengzhi carried a bag of rice and grain and shouted in Baigucheng City, I believe that there are many young men who are rushing to sell them to Guanfengzhi's slaves... Their rewards are just to ensure food and accommodation."

"There is still such a thing?"

Luo Yunsheng looked surprised and thought to himself, wouldn’t he be able to buy a slave without spending money?
To be continued...