Chapter 49 Chapter 5 Killing the Wolf II

"My lord, General Tuoba, the envoy of the Tang Dynasty, is waiting outside the tent to see you." "It's so late at night, but he's still here." The Maharaja sighed lowly, and put down the letter in his hand, "Please invite him in." The curtain was lifted, and the warriors riding tigers and leopards flanked the road, and all the entourage of the envoy to Tang also stayed in the distance, flying the banner of golden chrysanthemums.Followed by Tuoba Shanyue, almost all the nobles and leaders in the northern capital, including the four Great Khan Kings, were among them, and everyone's faces were full of doubts.

Tuoba Shanyue's heavy-armored red cloak hung Tang's golden chrysanthemum emblem on his shoulders, and he was wearing a saber. He knelt under the tent respectfully: "Is your son all right?" The majesty looked at him: "Is the general here to ask this?" Tuoba Shanyue shook his head: "Imad, Gulal, Nagor Hongjia, are you talking about the heroes in the history of the Lu Pasur family? Lu Qingyang Yimad, Lu Bohan Gulal, Lu Ge Nagor Hongja, are heroes who inherit the blood of bronze, the last Nagor Hongja, the holy name, is the Maharaja's father, His Royal Highness Nagor Hongja King of Chindahan."

The majesty was silent for a while: "Yes, these are the ancestors of our Lu family, and Nagor Hongjia is indeed my father's name." "There is only one kind of saber technique in the world that can never be learned. It is the Dabi Dao that has been passed down through the blood and can only be learned by the heirs of the bronze blood of the Saber-toothed Leopard family. According to legend, the Pantar God swung his battle ax to break the sword. The first slash to open the world!" The majesty took a deep breath and nodded: "Yes, the Dapi sword, this is the most sacred sword technique of our Qingyang heroes."

"When I first heard this legend, I didn't believe it, but when the prince stood in front of the majesty and slashed that knife," Tuoba Shanyue sighed, "in my eyes, the legend has become a fact." Tuoba Shanyue suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to the ground: "The emperor's blood and spirit of Lu's Pasur family were all revealed at the moment when the son cut him down with a knife. This is what we are looking for in the next Tang Dynasty. Minister Baili of the next Tang Dynasty Tuoba Shanyue, I beg the son of the Qingyang Department to be the guest of the alliance."

The faces of the nobles all showed astonishment, this was the best way everyone thought in private, but no one expected that Tuoba Shanyue invited them here for this matter.Xia Tang really wanted to take the son as a hostage, and the two shacks avoided the fierce fight of sharpening swords. The majesty turned his back to everyone and was as quiet as a stone. He was silent for a long time: "General Tuoba...do you really want to bring my youngest son into the battlefield?" "How can a hero of bronze blood not go to the battlefield? The majesty has such a brave son, don't you expect him to gallop across the grassland like his grandfather, His Royal Highness King Chindahan?"

"I thought about it, but if this stupid son can stay by my side, even if he's a fool all his life, what's the point?" Suddenly, I realized that Asule was no longer the kid beside me. I wanted to protect him, but I couldn't." "Brother, please accept the request of the Tang Qin envoy." Nine Kings were the first to kneel down. "Majesty, please grant Tang Qin envoy's request." All the nobles also knelt down. The huge golden tent was filled with people kneeling in darkness, only the majesty stood alone, looking at the mass of dark heads.Suddenly, the inside of the golden tent seemed so empty and silent.

The Maharaja was silent, but suddenly he laughed silently.He thought of that autumn many years ago, when the great hero—King Chindahan, his father—stand alone on the hill with a sword and hummed an unknown idyll, not letting anyone approach him At that time, the generals and nobles only camped far away, watching his figure from a distance.Many years later, Guo Le Pasur suddenly understood clearly what his father was singing. "Father," he said softly in his heart, "It's so lonely sitting in your position!" "I've made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me, just wait for my news." The Maharaja walked out of the golden tent through the kneeling crowd without looking back.