Marquis of Grand Xia Chapter 83: Recruitment
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Ning Chen admits that he was thinking wildly just now, but he didn't expect it to come true.
However, after a short surprise, Ning Chen's mind gradually sank again. He knew that Prince Yan only had a sword in his heart, and it would be impossible to accept this Miss.
In the open ground, the boys all showed dissatisfaction on their faces, but they dared not be brazen here.
On the high platform, the beautiful Miss walked down with a shy face, and stepped forward to hang the red belt in his hands on the arms of the person he wanted to show his own heart.
The applause rang out loudly among the crowd. This is the most beautiful pearl of their Tribe and deserves the warmest blessings.
"After watching the excitement, let's go" Prince Yan looks as calm as before, indifferently says.
The turned figure, without a trace of nostalgia, is as if everything was not in the eye just now.
The red belt and hydrangea slipped down, fell silently to the ground, fluttered with the wind, and rolled, but still unable to make the person who turned away left to turn back halfway.
Ning Chen sighed in his heart, and then turned to wheelchair and left. Not a lover in the world will eventually become a dependent, let alone a ruthless person.
Senior is Innate, Celestial/Heaven and Man. It is a Unrivalled Heaven's Chosen who has been practicing for more than 30 years and has entered Innate Fourth Tribulation. How can he be caught by the emotions of the world.
The beautiful Miss looked stiff, looking at the red ribbon and hydrangea that fell on the ground.
"Come on, stop them!" Just then, an old white beard walked out with a somber look.
In the voice of "Yes", more than a dozen men with big waists and round waists, and the sturdy prairie man rushed out and quickly chased towards them.
However, as soon as more than a dozen people approached the two, they felt that an irresistible Strength came and immediately flew out.
"Martial Artist"
white bearded old man's eyes shrank, knowing that the two were not easy, but Qiu's Tribe's face was also not blasphemous.
"Mingcheng, leave them" white bearded old man looks dignified and sighs.
The words "Yes" did not fall, a black man with a machete on his waist appeared, stomped under his feet, and the whole body turned into a black shadow and flew towards the two.
"When"
blade and sword connected to block the black man's front road, Ning Chen put his hands on it, swayed the former, frowning unconsciously.
Seeing the scimitar in the hands of the man in black, he suddenly remembered that the weapon used by the assassins was such a scimitar when Zhangsun was assassinated.
There are not many people who use scimitars in this world. There are even fewer moon shape scimitars in the hands of men in black.
On the other side, the figure of the man in black moved again, and the scimitar crossed, like a slanting moon, coming silently.
"Boom"
A strong confrontation, the two of them were dusty and frantic, but after hearing a crisp cracking sound, a very obvious crack appeared in the wheelchair double wheel.
Ning Chen frowns again, his left hand squeezes his fingers, breaking the heart of the former, touching the moment, converging seven points, three points through the body.
"Uh"
The man in black groaned, his figure flew out, stepped back several steps, followed by a spit of blood, his eyes languished.
"Senior, let's not go" Ning Chen said.
"Something?" Prince Yan stopped and asked.
Ning Chen nodded and answered.
He wants to confirm whether the person who assassinated Zhangsun was related to the man in black in front of him, and his wheelchair is about to break, so he needs to fix it.
The wheelchair that Academy Teacher Lu made for him was scrapped in the explosion. The one under him was still bought from Northern Mongols merchants with Prince Yan silver.
wheelchair creaked and the two turned around and walked back towards white bearded old man.
"Hello, old man" Ning Chen smiled broadly and bowed to salute.
"Catch them up" white bearded old man sighed and snorted.
More than ten men struggled to get up from the ground, and the two were about to surround them. They were afraid, and they dared not step forward easily.
"No need to catch, we will not resist" Ning Chen accompanied the smiling face and said.
"Yan'er, what they do is up to you." white bearded old man looked at the woman not far away, solemnly says.
"Bring them back to the account first," the silent Pei Yan said softly.
Ning Chen and Prince Yan do not have any objection, and follow the escorted men obediently until they reach their tent.
The Tribe on the grassland is mostly nomadic life, and this place is easy to transfer.
Ning Chen and Prince Yan entered. Looking at the furnishings inside, it was not like a place where prisoners were held, but like a residence for guests.
It seems that the Miss has a good heart, and even if he is angry, he will not do too much.
Speaking of this, half of the mistakes in this time were on them. They went to the village to follow the customs, they only followed the customs of others, but still couldn't accept other things.
"Why are you leaving?" Prince Yan walked to the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and asked calmly.
"I feel that the scimitar in the hand of the man in black was similar to the weapon used by those who assassinated Imperial Empress at the time," Ning Chen looked serious.
In the beginning, he suspected many people, Northern Mongolian Royal Court, Eternal Night Divine Church, and West Palace, but now it seems that it is still the people of Northern Mongols.
Since it was done by Northern Mongolian Royal Court, it certainly has nothing to do with Fan Lingyue.
"Can you confirm?" Prince Yan asked with a cold chill in his eyes.
"The possibility is high, so I will ask to stay." Ning Chen nodded, and the look is also very unsightly. If the assassination was not protected by Qing Ning, he and Zhangsun could not run away. Now I think of it, still It makes people shudder.
"Don't accidentally hurt, let alone accidentally" Prince Yan said quietly.
"Understood" Ning Chen said.
Outside the account, white bearded old man looked at the black man next to him, and said in a heavy voice, "Mingcheng, you can see where they came from"
"I can't see it, but the young man on wheelchair is very powerful. I'm not his opponent. As for the Tsing Yi man, he can't feel Martial Artist Aura, it should be just ordinary people." Mingcheng said his own opinion.
"Will it be Grand Xia" white bearded old man asked.
"This can only be known after a trial." Mingcheng thought for a while, and said, "But they should have no malicious intentions. If it were not for the young man to keep his hand, I am afraid I can't stand here anymore"
white bearded old man nodded and said, “It ’s better to be careful. Although Pei Tribe disagrees with the war between the two dynasties, Northern Mongols and Grand Xia have already fought after all.
Yes, Mingcheng nodded and responded.
There are ideas and calculations inside and outside the account. However, the one who should be the most concerned is ignored by four people. Why is the happiness of women so easy to be forgotten.
Pei Yan fell in love with the Tsing Yi man at a glance, especially the quiet and indifferent Aura on the latter, which made her feel unprecedentedly quiet.
"Aye" Pei Yan came, looked at white bearded old man in front of the account, and respectfully greeted.
"Yan'er, did you take the medicine?" white bearded old man asked with concern. His granddaughter had a distress since childhood, and he had to take medicine every day to ensure that he would not relapse.
"Eat" Pei Yan replied with a gentle smile on his face.
"Three Brothers" Pei Yan looked around and found no Mingcheng figure, can not help asking.
"In the account" white bearded old man glanced back and said.
In the tent, Mingcheng, who had just walked in, looked at the teenager on wheelchair, and then looked at the Tsing Yi man standing at the table drinking tea quietly, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart, how to look at the two of them, there is no Martial Artist Aura The men in Tsing Yi are the principals, and the attitude of this teenager is more like a Junior.
It ’s not that Martial Artist can keep the face of the twenties in the same way.
"Please also tell me how to call Your Excellency" Mingcheng's attitude is very low, asked politely.
"Ning Fan, this is the elder of the family. If he doesn't like to talk to people, he won't introduce much." Ning Chen smiled and replied.
"Under Pei Mingcheng, thanked Brother Ning only showed mercy" Mingcheng Respectfully, thanks.
"Brother Pei is polite, we also made mistakes in the previous things, and hope that Brother Pei should not blame us for being rude." Ning Chen sighed softly.
"It's not easy for Mingcheng to ask about the clan sisters. You can only wait for Yan'er to decide. It's not that Pei Clan deliberately embarrassed. It is really a serious matter for my family's Tribe to recruit relatives. Only the attitude of the elders of Brother Ning makes the clan sisters a little embarrassed."
Mingcheng explained the seriousness of the matter again. Hydrangea recruits relatives, the red ribbon is attached, it is the custom of the Pei family, and it has been the case for thousands of years. There are not so many flower children in the prairie. The man grabs the hydrangea, the woman only wants it A red ribbon will be hung on it, if you like, I have never seen today's situation.
Yan'er is the granddaughter of Clan Head and the jewel of the entire Tribe. How important is the face, what happened today is really too much for the two of us.
After hearing it, Ning Chen glanced at Prince Yan, who is still drinking tea calmly, and suddenly his head is a little big, Senior, can you express your attitude and say something.
"Brother Pei, this matter is indeed something we haven't considered. When we first came to your Clan/aristocrat, we were not familiar with the customs. I hope Brother Pei can tell a solution." In the speaking room, Ning Chen also poured himself a cup of tea. Why Senior? He was thirsty.
Mingcheng thought for a while and said, "Let your elder marry Yan'er"
"Poof"
"Cough"
Hearing this, Ning Chen spouted the tea all at once, coughing constantly in the mouth, and his face turned red with choking.
This matter!
This is very unreliable. He still thinks about how to formulate the news, and then call it out.
"Cough, Brother Pei, although the elders in the family are not yet married, after all, the marriage is a matter of two people. Your Yan'er Miss and my elders need to consider carefully, do n’t rush in one moment"
Ning Chen does n’t have a headache, what can I do about it? If it ’s a man ’s business, I ca n’t think of a solution and I can just call it out. Now it involves a clean Miss, and his IQ is not enough at once. Too.
Or write to Zhangsun? Ning Chen suddenly flashed the thought in his mind, and immediately he was full of excitement, immediately dispelling the thought of finding death.
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