Chapter content begins --> Yan Huai'an thought about it for a while, then frowned and said: "To be honest with Miss Yang, I do know something about the wolf head mark on Brother Luo."
"Please tell me quickly!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Yan Huaian said: "That is the exclusive mark that only the descendants of the Daliao royal family have."
"Ah? Daliao?"
Yang Ruoqing frowned.
"Old man, please elaborate," she said.
Yan Huaian nodded and continued: "In our Daliao, the royal family is different from yours in Daqi."
"The Emperor of Da Qi's surname is Qi, and he belongs to the Qi family."
"In our Daliao, it is composed of several major tribal alliances in the north."
"The royal family is also assisted by the leaders of these tribes."
"The major tribes are Tuoba, Yelu, Wanyan..."
"The tribes represented by these major surnames are the core of the royal family. The children of their respective royal families will have the totems of each tribe imprinted on different places on their bodies from birth."
"Jackals, tigers and leopards, birds, insects and fish..."
"The wolf head birthmark on Brother Luo's body is the royal symbol of the Tuoba clan of Daliao."
"The Tuoba clan is also the core family of the current Daliao royal family and the head of several other major tribes..."
After hearing what Yan Huaian said, Yang Ruoqing was shocked.
So Tang Yazi is not from Daqi?
Is it from the Liao Kingdom in the north?
And he is also a descendant of the Tuoba clan, the core of the royal family?
My God, in Da Qi, this status is so noble that it is not even inferior to Qi Xingyun.
"Old man Yan, do you dare to ask who is the current emperor of Daliao?" she asked again.
Yan Huaian said: "A year ago, the emperor of Daliao died young, leaving a prince who was less than one year old to take over the throne."
"How can a one-year-old child become an emperor if he can't speak?" Yang Ruoqing frowned.
Yan Huaian said: "In our Daliao, there is a very remarkable eldest princess."
"In his early years, he fought on the battlefield and was known as the poppy on the battlefield."
"The prince is now adopted under the name of the eldest princess, and will be personally taught and assisted by the eldest princess," he said.
At this point, Yang Ruoqing understood.
The current person in power in Daliao is a woman.
Isn't this similar to the previous time and space, the historical plot of Empress Dowager Xiao of the Liao Dynasty taking power.
It's just that one is the prince's mother and the other is his aunt.
Back to business.
"So, it's possible that Tang Yazi is from Daliao?" Yang Ruoqing said to herself.
Yan Huaian nodded: "I have heard people talk about the wolf head pattern."
"Although my family has a great business, I am still a small fish in the eyes of the royal family. I have never seen with my own eyes the wolf head birthmark of a child of the royal family."
"But I heard it from someone. When I saw the patch on Brother Luo's body, it was 80% similar to the description I heard, so I made the inference based on that."
Yan Huaian finally said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
"Uncle Yan, don't worry, I understand what you mean."
she said.
"Tangyazi himself is kept in the dark about everything. I won't tell him about the birthmark."
Tangyazi is living a good life now.
She had grown up in Changping Village since she was a child. She was also engaged to her uncle, and they went to the south to join the army and start a career together.
If his identity as the Daliao royal family is revealed, it will definitely affect his current life.
The royal family is not suitable for him.
As it is now, it's pretty good.
After Yan Huaian said this, he took out a box from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.
"Inside this is a wild ginseng tree from Changbai Mountain that has been growing for three hundred years."
"This is a little thought I gave to Brother Luo. Please keep it safe for him. He is a general and may come in handy one day."
Three hundred years?
Yang Ruoqing immediately opened the box in her hand.
The ginseng in the box looks like a human being, with hands, feet, and long roots...
There is a red thread tied to the ginseng.
"Uncle Yan, this gift is too valuable..." Yang Ruoqing closed the lid and had no intention of accepting it.
Yan Huaian said: "To me, this is nothing. Just accept it if you want it!"
"How much? I'll buy it!" Yang Ruoqing said again.
After hearing this, Yan Huaian deliberately became serious.
"We have been friends for a long time. You made things convenient for me at the city gate and invited me to have dinner in a restaurant."
"I gave Brother Luo a ginseng, it's nothing to me."
"There are so many good things in Changbai Mountain. There are ginsengs that are five hundred years old or thousands of years old. This three-hundred-year-old ginseng is nothing, so hurry up!"
"If so, then I would be disrespectful!"
Yang Ruoqing said, happily accepting the ginseng.
On the way to send Yan Huaian to Li Zheng's house, Yang Ruoqing had no intention of deceiving this person who came from afar to repay his kindness.
So, he told Yan Huaian about the fight between the old and the young Yangtou in the past few days.
The purpose is simple.
Yan Huaian came here with good intentions to repay his kindness.
Yan Huaian is also a wealthy businessman.
But no matter how rich you are, no matter how grateful you are for your kindness, you cannot be treated like a fat sheep and slaughtered.
Make it clear to him who to give the thank-you gift to, or how, and let him make his own decision.
After listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Yan Huai'an sighed.
There was not too much surprise on his face. Obviously, all this was based on his guess.
"Since ancient times, people have died for wealth, and birds have died for food."
"In the face of sudden windfall, everyone's true nature is revealed."
"This matter is your Yang family's business. It's hard for me, a foreigner, to say anything."
"It's better to wait and see what happens. Let's wait and see. Besides, during this period, I have planned to stay in Wanghai area to do business, and then return to the north when spring begins." Yan Huaian said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Uncle Yan, where will you spend the Chinese New Year? Why not come to my house?"
Yan Huaian said: "Thank you for the invitation. I still plan to spend time at the inn in the town with the people in the caravan."
"Okay, if you have any orders later, please send someone to tell me." She added.
Yan Huaian smiled and nodded.
While the two were talking, they had already arrived outside the courtyard of Li Zheng's house.
"Old man Yan, I'll go home first, and then come to my house for dinner later?"
"Thank you. You go about your business. I'll go back to town when I'm done. I'll go to your house for dinner another day."
"Okay, see you another day."
…
Yang Ruoqing returned to her home and came to the guest room to see Tang Yazi.
Tangyazi was already awake and moving around on the bed.
Blacksmith Luo stood aside and talked to him.
Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Blacksmith Luo said hello to her, turned around and left the house, and closed the door thoughtfully.
"The wound hasn't healed yet, so why are you moving it? If it collapses, you have to sew it up again."
She went straight to the bedside and warned him.
He looked pitiful: "It's really uncomfortable to lie down like this all the time. I can't even see your face."
"Why do you want to look at my face? It's not like I haven't seen it before."
She said angrily, but walked over and helped him change to a position where he was lying on his side. End of chapter content -->
