Chapter 015 Solving Puzzle

Lin Zimo, who picked up a bowl of wine, wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere, so he stood up and gave a bowl of Nalan Jianye. He did not blame Gao Xiang and acquiesced in this method of dealing with and dealing with it. After all, he was at least a magistrate officially appointed by the Ming court. Lin Zimo felt that giving a little color to the Qiang beautiful girl in front of him was more conducive to the growth of the little girl.

Nalan really stared at Lin Zimo and looked quite unconvinced and said, "The archery between us is a draw. As I said before, if you want to marry me, you have to compare with my three brothers.

Lin Zimo really didn't want to marry her, but he was forced to the corner by this little girl. If they do not show a little authenticity on behalf of the Han people and the court, I'm afraid they will be even more disobeded with their "discipline" in the future. After thinking about it, he thought that she wanted to play, so he really played with Nalan.

Nalan Jianye, who drank alone, did not stand up to dissuade him. After all, he also wanted to see Lin Zimo's strength. Their eldest son, second son and third son saw that their little sister were humiliated and stood up untily and insisted on showing each other some color. Their burly bodies showed that they wanted to devour the Han people in front of them alive.

The boss ordered a subordinate to bring his own big knife of more than 20 catties. He walked to the middle with an air and shouted with his head held high, "Which of you would like to come out and compete with me?"

Lin Zimo, who bowed his head, first looked at his horizontal meat, and then looked at the cooked beef on the plate. He seemed to feel that there was a song of the same work. He seemed to smile and said, "Wang Qiang, you can go and play with the young master of Nalan's leader. This is not a battlefield. You don't hurt each other's lives and bodies.

Wang Qiang, who had led his life, carried a steel knife in his right hand and steadily walked to the middle. Facing this young master Nalanjin, he saw a salute before the martial arts competition. Regardless of Nalanjin of 3721, holding the handle of the knife in both hands is that Wang Qiang splits violently. Wang Qiang, who swam two steps sideways, used the steel knife in his right hand to separate the opponent's first wave of powerful attacks.

Lin Zimo, who was eating meat and drinking, was very addictive and excited when he saw this kind of man and man fighting between him. I can see that they have no fancy, no tactics, and no too many skills. They are just blindly competing for their own bravery, strength, not afraid of death, and dare to kill. When the two knives collide, in addition to hearing the sound of metal collision, you can always see a little light coming out of the collision. The two are nominally fighting, but in fact they are desperately fighting.

Nalanjin is Wang Qiang, who has used all his strength, and has passed more than ten moves, and he can't help the other party at all. Wang Qiang, who shook hands with a long knife, had rich practical experience, so he seemed to be skillful and was not in a hurry to take down the opponent in front of him. Nalankin, who suddenly became impatient, roared and attacked his opponent again with all his strength.

Nalan Jianye, who couldn't sit still, suddenly stood up and saw that Wang Qiang wanted to be real, so he was worried that his son would have an accident and shouted, "You all stop."

Although Nalankin was unwilling, he had to hear the form of his father's order. Lin Zimo, who was sitting on the ground, took a sip of wine and shouted slowly that Wang Qiang could collect the knife. Wang Qiang, who obeyed his master's order, put the steel knife back into the scabbard with an unusual face and stood back to his original position.

Facing his father, Nalanjin wanted to say something, but he didn't expect to be scolded by Nalan Jianye: "Get out of here."

Nalankin, who didn't dare to speak any more, retreated unhappily. Nalantu and Nalanhuo wanted to fight, but they were forced back by their father's eyes. Nalan Jianye, who already has seven or eight points in his heart, can see that Lin Zimo wants to value peace, so he did not give a victory order to the guards around him who have experienced hundreds of battles.

Nalan really saw that his three brothers did not dare to speak, and knew that his father was not a joke, but a real one.

For her lifelong happiness, she once again stood up and argued: "You always let me marry a Han man without any problem. However, I don't want to marry him, but a man named Zhao Wenxuan among the Han people.

Nalan Jianye, whose face began to be uncertain, no longer defended his daughter's face, but for the long-term of his family: "Get out. Is there a place for you to speak and make decisions?"

Nalanzhen no longer dares to play petty, so he has to turn around and leave obediently. Nalan Jianye, who sat down again, drank a bowl of wine and tried to calm down. The housekeeper standing aside understood the heart of his master, so he ordered eight Qiang girls to sing and dance to ease the atmosphere.

Lin Zimo, who did not take the initiative to speak, was very satisfied with the performance of Gao Xiang and Wang Qiang. After all, the two of them handled it very well. They not only saved and earned face for themselves, but also did not hurt themselves. After all, they gave Nalan Jianye enough steps. As for what Nalanzhen said, he did not take it completely seriously.

Nalan, who adjusted his mood, suggested in a self-deprecating tone, "On weekdays, these four children have been spoiled by me, and they have lost their manners in front of the adults. I'm really sorry. I hope you can forgive me."

"No tight." Lin Zimo, who didn't agree, said with a cheerful smile, "We still drink, eat meat, and watch songs and dances."

Nalan Jianye, who agreed, once again showed a sincere smile on his face. Although there were a few fewer people at the banquet, it did not affect the good mood of the two of them at all. Nalan Jianye, who felt that the time was still premature, did not raise salt and iron and other matters, and wanted to further deepen the relationship between the two sides. Both himself and Da Tianming are Qiang people, but they have always been face to heart. His strength is limited, so he has suffered a lot of losses from the other party. Now, Nalan Jianye noticed that there was a gap between Lin Zimo and Da Tianming, and he who wanted to seize this opportunity also needed the support of the Han government, so he had the idea of marriage between the two sides.

In Nalan Jianye's view, as long as he has the support of Lin Zimo, who is the representative of the court, he will not be swallowed up by the tribe of Da Tianming. In turn, he will have the opportunity to merge other smaller Qiang tribes to strengthen himself, so as to achieve the initial resistance of the two sides to eat each other, and finally unify the Qiang tribes here.

Although Lin Zimo and Nalan Jianye have talked about a lot of topics, they are irrelevant. During the conversation, the two also had a lot of temptations on each other. More than two hours later, Lin Zimo, who felt the same, stood up and wanted to leave. Nalan Jianye, the master, felt that he had gained something, so he personally took his own people and horses to escort them out of the territory.

Nalan Jianye, who sent Lin Zimo away, returned to his official village. Sitting in the room, he felt thirsty and picked up the water and drank it. His wife, three sons and Nalan really came in together. When he put down the water bowl and saw their arrival, he clearly knew that the purpose and idea of the five people had always been.

Nalan Jianye's wife sat next to him and said solemnly, "It is said that Lin Zimo, the governor of Qingyang, is a man with a family. If you have to marry your daughter to him, then you can only be small. Then, where is your old face? And Zhao Wenxuan, a thousand households that his daughter like, did not marry, which is very suitable for the concept of friendship between you and the Han people.

Nalan Jianye stared at his children and asked blankly, "Do you also think so?"

Naranzhen, who was inconvenient to express his position, silently expressed his acquiescence, while his other three sons all agreed with their mother. Although Nalan Jianye's three sons don't like Han people, they all really love their sisters. As long as she likes it, then they will support it as brothers.

Nalan Jianye, who shook his head, sighed and said, "Women's opinions and children's opinions. Although I, Nalan Jianye, dare not call myself a hero, I am still a well-sighted person.

Nalanzhen, who was puzzled, showed considerable displeasure and said, "I can't see what's good about Lin Zimo?" Zhao Wenxuan's bravery is what his father has seen. He killed our first warrior with a sword, which is called a beautiful one. Lin Zimo, your old favorite, is really a loser who wants others to protect and take action for him.

As soon as her words fell, she was echoed by her three brothers, and Nalan Jianye, who smiled bitterly, once again sighed, "I'm really worried about whether our clan can still exist after I die?"

As the eldest son, Nalanjin, he said brave martial arts: "You are too pessimistic. I believe that I can develop our tribe and grow, and I no longer have to look at the faces of Da Tianming and others.

Nalan Jianye, who sits up straight, is not optimistic about his eldest son and is not convenient to directly express the inheritance problem. Instead, he pretends to preach and solve puzzles: "You all think that Lin Zimo is very bad, even a small half of Zhao Wenxuan is not as good. What you see is only the appearance of this person, not all of them. In your opinion, only those martial arts practitioners are real heroes, but they don't know that this Han people value literature over martial arts. Hey, you all think about what happened today and what happened that day. No one in the government respects Lin Zimo. Since he can convince this group of highly skilled martial arts, it can be seen that his personal ability will not be small.

After a pause, Nalan Jianye picked up the water bowl and took another sip, and continued: "According to the words of the Han people, it is the courage of a man to fight and kill. Only those who use their brains and understand thinking are smart people. In terms of fighting alone, we Qiang people are not inferior to the Han people, and in terms of platooning, we don't know anything about it.