Chapter 306: Distinguished Guest

Le Luo Luo's subordinates took away the coarse porcelain bowls placed on the table and replaced them with bamboo cups. Le Luo Luo took the wine skin handed over by his subordinate and personally poured a cup of mountain berry wine for Wang Yang:

"The meeting with the Yongning barbarians today was decided before the truce. After today's meeting, if there is no result, the truce will end. Unless another truce agreement is reached, this is the last chance for peace talks. We really want to talk, but we don't have brocade in our hands, and we don't have the confidence to talk, so we can only rely on Brother Wang's status to see if there is any turning point. I originally wanted to tell Brother Wang in advance and ask Brother Wang for help, but on one hand, I was afraid that Brother Wang would have too many concerns and wouldn't want to participate; on the other hand, I was also worried that if Brother Wang knew in advance and intervened in the barbarian dispute, it would be difficult to explain to the Imperial Court. When we talk later, Brother Wang doesn't need to say anything, just sit and rest. Leave everything to me. If the Imperial Court asks, Brother Wang can just tell the truth, saying that you were tricked by us in the name of the Mountain God Sacrifice. I think the Imperial Court won't blame you."

Although Wang Yang had psychological preparation in advance, his nerves tightened when he heard Le Luo Luo say in person that it was a meeting with the Yongning barbarians. The Prince of Badong had colluded with the Yongning barbarians long ago, and the ambush was done by the Yongning barbarians. His side had also killed some Yongning barbarians, although no survivors were left. But if they heard that he was an envoy of the Imperial Court, wouldn't they take action again? Or had he already been on the Yongning barbarians' "blacklist," and they might have already known his background from the Prince of Badong, and would expose him directly, saying he was not an envoy?

If an ordinary person thought of this, they would quickly escape regardless of anything, avoiding meeting the Yongning barbarians. How could they sit still? Even without these dangerous precedents, there was no need to get involved in the confrontation between two hostile tribes. The Wenyang tribe was blackmailing Liu Cheng, obviously wanting money but not life, and the risk factor was not very high. But who knew what attitude the Yongning barbarians had? What's more, even the Wenyang tribe, which didn't have a very high risk, created a bloody night. Who could say what the Yongning barbarians could do? Anyway, the things that should be done had been done, and it was good to retire after success. Why bother to take this risk? If something went wrong and he got into trouble, wouldn't it be unjust?

But Wang Yang was the most calm person, always walking one step and seeing ten steps, accustomed to finding vitality in a crisis. He had already sensed that this situation seemed to have risks, but in fact, the room for operation inside was not small. So not only was there vitality, but there might also be opportunities, not small opportunities, opportunities that could echo the two back-up plans he had already buried...

As for Le Luo Luo's explanation, it was considered sincere, but it couldn't be fully trusted. At least the part "When we talk later, Brother Wang doesn't need to say anything, just sit and rest" didn't make much sense. Since he had come and had been used as a tiger skin to make a banner, could he, the tiger, stay out of it? I'm afraid the old Zouye had already calculated that I would take the opportunity to intervene. This was both letting me help him "convenience" and giving me the opportunity to "act on my own." He borrowed my hand and made me unable to hate him. This old fox...

Wang Yang waved his hand: "You and I are brothers, saying this is being distant. Since the Wenyang tribe has submitted, the Great Qi and Wenyang are one family. Don't worry, I won't stand idly by in this matter, whether for public or private reasons. Just talk when the time comes, I'll be here whether it succeeds or not."

In fact, where is there any public reason? Although the Wenyang barbarians have submitted in name, they have an agreement of six "nots," neither allowing interference in affairs nor paying taxes, but just being titled and doing business together. Oh, if there is no trouble, they don't let the Imperial Court manage it, but now that there is trouble, they want the Imperial Court to "interfere"? Is there such a cheap thing? So Le Luo Luo was worried that Wang Yang would not help at all, and was worried that Wang Yang would take this opportunity to change the conditions already discussed. Now that he didn't expect Wang Yang to not only agree to intervene but also directly express his support for the Wenyang tribe, he was truly overjoyed!

At the same time, he also sighed at his father's divine calculation! Before, he was afraid that Wang Yang would flare up on the spot or find an excuse to leave after knowing. The old Zouye laughed:

"Those are things done by people who have no prospects. Some people are afraid of being blown by the wind and always hide in the tent without moving. Some people are afraid of being bitten by snakes and never enter the forest in their lives. As long as they encounter things, they shrink. Perhaps they can get a little bit of survival, but they can only be trapped in their own shells for a lifetime and will never amount to anything. Since Wang Yang dared to come to Wenyang Gorge to make contributions, he is not a timid person! If he hadn't arrived at the place where he met the Yongning barbarians, that would be another matter. As long as he arrived, he would definitely have his own ideas. You don't have to feel guilty. Just be tough when you see the Yongning barbarians. If you can hold on, hold on. If you can't hold on, there is Wang Yang! As long as he is willing to come forward, what are you afraid of the Yongning barbarians..."

At that time, he was still half-believing his father, feeling that Wang Yang would leave tomorrow and return to report his mission safely. It was not certain that he would be willing to wade into this muddy water. Besides, Wang Yang came specifically for the Wenyang tribe, and his authority was probably limited. And the Wenyang tribe had not officially submitted. Even if Wang Yang wanted to manage it, he might be powerless. Who knew he would have such courage and responsibility!

Of course, now there are no outsiders. Although Wang Yang spoke nicely, the specifics still have to wait until the Yongning barbarians arrive to see the truth.

However, Le Luo Luo's confidence increased greatly. He couldn't help but think of another instruction from his father before leaving. He had hesitated before, but now, he had secretly made up his mind...

Just as they were talking, a barbarian guard came to report. After saying a few words, footsteps approached outside the tent. The barbarian guards outside the tent stepped forward to welcome them, but unexpectedly, the leader suddenly made a move, his feet slightly staggered, his elbow horizontal like a hammer, moving as fast as a leopard!

The barbarian guard didn't have time to resist and was directly knocked into the tent, stumbling and almost falling on his face.

The remaining guards reacted extremely quickly. In an instant, all the scimitars in their hands were unsheathed! A sound of drawing swords also sounded behind the leader at the same time!

The leader laughed heartily and walked into the tent. It was the leader of the Yongning barbarians—Ang Ta.

Ang Ta looked to be thirty-five or thirty-six, wearing a brocade robe, looking heroic, with a thick curled beard on his chin. When he looked at people, he had a look of disdain. His movements were casual but revealed a domineering attitude of saying one thing and doing another. A gold-handled scimitar hung diagonally at his waist, and the blood-red gemstone on the hilt was particularly eye-catching. As soon as he entered the tent, there was an aura of mastering everything, laughing loudly, unrestrained and flamboyant.

"Hahahaha! Your Wenyang tribe is really getting worse with each generation. The guards have this kind of skill, it's better to go home and nurse children!"

Ang Ta seemed to ignore the swords and soldiers all around, walking to the seat in the middle on the right with dragon-like steps, flicking his brocade robe, and sitting down in a big way, not taking the tension between the two sides seriously at all.

Le Luo Luo asked with a dark face: "Using force during the truce, are you not observing the oath of the Pan King?"

"Hou Zeng" is the leader in the Yongning barbarian language, equivalent to the Zouye of the Wenyang tribe. The Wenyang barbarian language originates from the Wuxi barbarian language, which is a large sect in the Southern Barbarian language family (generally speaking, barbarian language without specific reference refers to this), but it is very different from the Yongning barbarian language, which is close to the Banshu barbarian language. From the perspective of phonology, the Wenyang language retains many voiced, non-aspirated sounds of the ancient barbarian language, and many nasal endings are lost or weakened into nasalized vowels (so Le Ma didn't hear Wang Yang call Liu Cheng Liu Chen), while the Yongning language retains complete nasal endings for all voiced initials, and there are more differences such as missing phonemes, apical sounds, glottal stops, and length of rhyme abdomen. Therefore, the "diplomacy" between the two tribes has always been in Han Chinese.

Ang Ta's Han Chinese was very good, and his expressions were also very vivid. Hearing Le Luo Luo finish speaking, he looked surprised and said:

"What using force? Nephew, don't talk nonsense! I'm just exchanging martial arts with this little brother, how can it be considered using force?" As he spoke, his gaze fell on the barbarian guard who had just fallen, and he asked with a smile: "Little brother, do we count as using force?"

The barbarian guard had already climbed up, only feeling that he had lost face for the tribe, and was ashamed and guilty, even wanting to duel with Ang Ta, but he didn't have the qualifications to do so. As for how to answer, he didn't know how to answer, fearing that if he answered wrongly, he would ruin the tribe's major affairs. For a time, he froze in place, somewhat at a loss.

Ang Ta didn't care how the barbarian guard answered at all. After asking, he looked at Chen Qingshan and exclaimed:

"My heaven! Good nephew, where did you find such a Han beauty! Why can't I find one?!"

Chen Qingshan stared coldly. Just as Le Luo Luo was about to speak, Wang Yang shook his fan and smiled:

"This must be the leader of the Yongning tribe, indeed extraordinary! Ah Feng, what is there to be ashamed of in being defeated by him? If you really won, wouldn't you be the leader?"

Ang Ta's eyes turned cold, but his gaze paused on the folding fan in Wang Yang's hand, and then turned to smile:

"This young master has quite an air! Speaking is also interesting, and he looks handsome..."

He looked at Le Luo Luo and asked:

"Is this the new military advisor you invited? Your Wenyang tribe has prospects, actually able to invite such a person to be a military advisor! Where is Guo Shao? Was he killed by you?"

Le Luo Luo was shocked. His first reaction was that the news had leaked! He knew that the news of the internal strife would not be hidden for long, but he didn't expect it to reach the other party's ears so quickly!

But in fact, Ang Ta was just testing. Although Ang Ta often sent spies to the Wenyang tribe, the two sides were mortal enemies, each hiding in the mountains, not interacting with each other, and had fought for many years. The precautions against each other were too strict, and it was easy to explore external actions, but news involving internal movements was difficult to pass back in time. Even if they were lucky enough to find an opportunity to send it back, it was often too late.

Le Luo Luo didn't respond to the topic of Guo Shao, but said solemnly:

"This is Young Master Wang of Langya, an envoy sent by the Imperial Court to our Wenyang tribe."

Ang Ta's expression changed:

"Langya Wang? Imperial Court envoy?"

Ang Ta had been laughing and at ease since entering the tent, his aura suppressing Le Luo Luo. Only at this time did the composure of being in control of everything begin to dissipate, and the gaze looking at Wang Yang added a few points of deep condensation.

Le Luo Luo had more confidence and said with a smile:

"Young Master Wang is a distinguished guest of our tribe, Hou Zeng must not be slight!"

Ang Ta suppressed his surprise and suspicion and laughed loudly:

"This is natural, but nephew must also respect my distinguished guest!"

Le Luo Luo was suspicious: "You have a distinguished guest?"

Ang Ta's gaze turned between Wang Yang and Le Luo Luo, his eyes carrying a few points of scrutinizing smile:

"Of course, it's not like only you can invite an Imperial Court envoy."

He ordered his subordinates: "Why don't you hurry and invite the Han envoy into the tent!"

The subordinates hurried out of the tent to invite them. Le Luo Luo lost color, Wang Yang: F*ck!

Before long, a young master in white walked into the tent, shaking a folding fan, handsome beyond compare, the first in romantic style, followed by a feminine man and a cute girl.

Wang Yang and that young master's eyes met, and both were stunned at the same time.

Of course, that cute girl was also stunned, stunned beyond stunned... ===== CHAPTER 307 =====