Taiping Inn

The palace official naturally changed his role, from a joking friend to a temporary ally, saying: "The whereabouts of the Yin-Yang Sect are uncertain. We must first find the Zuo Zun, and then find the Yin-Yang Sect through Zuo Zun."

Li Xuandu asked: "Has Zuo Zun been tracking the whereabouts of the Yin-Yang Sect?"

"It can be considered as such." The palace official hesitated for a moment, "Actually, it is mutual. We know the whereabouts of the Yin-Yang Sect, so the Yin-Yang Sect must also know our whereabouts."

Li Xuandu nodded, indicating that he understood.

Then the two fell into silence.

As friends, there are naturally endless things to say. As allies, especially such temporary allies, the two really don't have so much to say. Most of the time, one person asks and the other answers.

Li Xuandu fell into deep thought. Now he is taking one step at a time and does not have a very clear and definite plan. This is like Li Xuandu arriving in a strange city but not going around the city to observe the terrain. He is a little uneasy, but helpless.

The two walked for half a day, and only a hundred miles were left to Loulan City. They would definitely be able to enter the city before dark, so they stopped at an inn along the way and fed some grass to the camels. In the desert, grass and water are very expensive, and the grass eaten by camels is not much cheaper than the food eaten by people. The two came to the lobby of the inn and asked for two pots of boiled mutton.

With Li Xuandu's realm, he no longer needed to eat, but he still kept the habit of eating. After all, it was less than three years since he fell from the realm. It was impossible to forget the habit of more than 20 years. This habit might not disappear until more than ten years later.

Li Xuandu quickly finished his pot of mutton and looked up at the palace official. Somewhat beyond his expectation, the palace official was not as detached from the world as he imagined. He could ride a camel and eat this coarse mutton. He was chewing it slowly in small bites. He remembered that the palace official once said that she was not from a noble family, and she didn't even have a courtesy name. From this point of view, it was not a lie.

In fact, Li Xuandu's impression of the palace official was quite complicated. Which man didn't like such a charming and lovely woman who did not hide her admiration for him? Li Xuandu certainly liked her, but he knew that people could not do whatever they wanted according to their own temperament. They had to be responsible and set rules for themselves and abide by them, so he chose to suppress this kind of love, which was what the palace official thought was "cruel". To be fair, Li Xuandu was not a saint. How could he be completely indifferent to the way of pleasure such as sensuality, sex, and horses? Didn't he want to have some hobbies, or music, or calligraphy and painting, or even story books, but he just suppressed them all. What he relied on was also his own cruelty to himself. Without this cruelty, Li Xuandu would not have come to where he is today.

Li Xuandu quickly gathered his thoughts, and his heart was as still as water, without ripples, and the previous ripples quickly dissipated.

At this time, another group of people came to the inn and stopped outside the gate of the inn.

This kind of inn built outside the city is certainly not as simple as a two-story building. There is also a yard outside the building. The yard is not big. At this time, there are more than a dozen horses and camels scattered inside. The waiters are feeding water, adding feed and brushing the fur of the horses and camels. There is no open space inside, and the people outside can't squeeze in.

This team of people is quite good. Not only do they carry weapons with them, but they are not as casual as horse thieves and gangsters. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that they must have a military background. Their eyes are sharp and they don't look at anyone like a living person. They are clearly experienced in the battlefield. The leader was a man in his prime, very heroic and extraordinary. There were two people beside him. One was a beautiful woman, but she was not very similar to the women in the Central Plains. She seemed to have some Hu blood, with a high nose and deep eyes, and an exotic style. The other was an old man with white hair and white beard, who had nothing to do with the immortal style. He was dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, full of the spirit of the rivers and lakes and murderous spirit, which was completely different from those entourages who came from the military.

The man did not dismount, but his entourage dismounted, walked into the inn, and asked loudly: "What's going on?"

None of the busy innkeepers spoke, but were busy with their own tasks. Those who should feed water and feed were still feeding water and feeding, and those who should brush fur were still brushing fur, but no one paid attention to him.

The entourage's face darkened and raised his voice, "Is there anyone alive?"

"I'm coming." The shopkeeper trotted out of the lobby of the inn.

The attendant shouted, "We are from the west city of Loulan City. Do you still want to do business with us?"

Loulan City is divided into two cities, East and West. The dignitaries are concentrated in the West City. The shopkeeper has been in the Western Regions for many years and naturally understands the threat implied in this sentence. He said with a bitter face, "Unfair, the adults have seen it. There are too many guests. Not to mention that they can't squeeze in, even if they can squeeze in, our inn has no fodder."

The attendant took a glance and it was just as the shopkeeper said, but he didn't care about it, "Our horses can't starve."

The shopkeeper was not a good person either. He rolled his eyes and pretended to hesitate, "The guests inside are not easy to deal with. I think many of them are carrying weapons. It's really not something we, a small inn, dare to provoke. Otherwise, the adults go and talk to him."

The attendant was not stupid. Naturally, he could hear the shopkeeper's little thoughts, but he was used to being rampant in the territory of Loulan City and didn't care about it. He immediately strode towards the inn.

As soon as the escort entered the lobby of the inn, the originally noisy lobby suddenly became quiet. Most of the people here have been hanging out in Loulan City for many years, so they naturally recognized the origin of the escort.

The entourage said in a deep voice indifferently: "Give you half a stick of incense and leave the inn immediately. After half a stick of incense, who dares to be annoyed here? Then there is no mercy to kill you."

As soon as the words were finished, many people stood up and walked out, without any intention of resisting, which shows that the entourage has an extraordinary origin. Li Xuan was unwilling to cause trouble, so he naturally left here with the flow.

But just as the two got up, the man led outside had already walked into the inn. He wore a scimitar in the style of a gold tent on his waist, and huge gems were inlaid on the head and scabbard. In the current Western Regions, thirty years old. When all the six kingdoms surrendered to the royal court of the Golden Tent, this scimitar symbolized the identity of the master.

The man's eyes swept through the inn lobby and then fell on the face of the palace official.

Just now, the palace official had already taken off the facial scarf on his face because of eating, and had not put it on again at this time, so he showed his true face. Even though the palace official was covered with a wide robe at this time, it was still extremely good, which made the man unable to move his eyes away for a moment.

The man waved his hand to signal the rest of the guests in the inn to leave, but he stood in front of Li Xuandu and the palace official.

After a while, he asked in the official language of the Great Wei Dynasty: "Who are you?"

There are really many men that the palace official has seen over the years. This familiar look made the palace official immediately determine what the man was thinking and asked, "Who are you?"

The man smiled, "It's obviously me who asked you, you asked me over and over."

The palace official smiled slightly, "Even if you don't say it, I know that your name is Xiao Han."

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect his identity to be seen through at first glance.

Before Li Xuan could ask, the palace official had already taken the initiative to explain: "Xiao is a big family. Although it has fallen, it has many branches, with a total of six branches, namely the Northern Zufang, the Southern Zufang, the Western Jingfang, and the Imperial Jingfang. Fang, Beihai Fang, Langya Fang, these six houses Xiao family originated from the same ancestor. However, after more than a thousand years of inheritance, they are relatively distant from each other, and each has a native of the Chancellor. It is said that they are both of them and they are also one. The pulse is said to be neither a pulse nor a pulse. The ones in Qizhou are Langya House and Beihai House. Xiao Shiyu from Xuannv Sect comes from the Northern Ancestor House, and this Xiao Han comes from the Xijing House. "

"When Xijing fell, the Xiao family in Xijingfang also lived in various places. Some people went to the grasslands and some went to the Western Regions. Xiao Han went to the Western Regions and opened a considerable foundation in Loulan City. Everyone in Cheng knew that this young master Xiao, who was over thirty years old, was really romantic. He did not love gold and silver, and there were no less than twenty beauties with concubines at home, and there were many beautiful maids with different identities. There are girls from small families, and there are also big girls from good backgrounds. It is said that there are many good women who have married, who have quite the style of Song Zheng back then."

"As for how he started his career, few people know that he had become a hot big man in the west of Loulan City for no reason. Many local snakes wanted to make him three points. Even the largest family in the city also married a woman in the clan. He, and he is not his wife, is very suspicious. Because of this, I looked up curiously. It turned out that he had a cousin who was kidnapped by Yili Khan when the city of Xijing was destroyed and brought to the royal court of the Golden Tent. Now It was already the princess of Yili Khan, and the 36 countries in the Western Regions surrendered to the royal court of the Golden Treasure. With this relationship, many forces in Loulan City naturally wanted to give in to Mr. Xiao. So Mr. Xiao relied on My cousin's power has been smooth sailing and has laid a great foundation. He has been in the world between Loulan City and even the entire Western Regions. "

"But now his life is not easy, because the old Khan of the Golden Tent Court passed away, and Yili Khan and Badu Khan started war because of the position of Khan. Now Yili Khan is far east, close to Liaodong and the Western Regions. It was Badu Khan, but Badu Khan was busy with the war and didn't care about the small fights in the Western Regions. If Yili Khan wins, her sister will become the new Princess Han, then Xiao Han can undoubtedly Going to the next level. But if Yili Khan loses and Badu Khan becomes the new Khan, then his ending will not be great. Not only will his life be saved, but those beauties cannot be saved either."