Annan Protectorate.
After listening to Ying Shuichang's report, Jiang Qintian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Invite the envoys from Nanzhao over tomorrow. I want to see what else they can say this time."
"yes."
"Also, that Lou Shuitian, check her origins."
Since there is no gap in Jiang Yusheng's body, let's start with Lou Shuitian.
This Luzhou is really too desolate. If Jiang Jingtan, the so-called leader of the Jianghu clan, could be used for him...
Jiang Qintian raised his hand to extinguish the candle and fell into deep thought.
The next day.
Two envoys from Nanzhao blocked the gate of the Annan Protectorate early in the morning. Jiang Qintian still invited them in politely. So they thought that the murder of Gong Ma had not been solved yet, and they showed an air of unwillingness to do anything good.
The envoy said: "We in Nanzhao sincerely want to have diplomatic relations with you, but it is a pity that you people from the Central Plains say one thing and do another. The death of a war horse is not a big deal, but using it to humiliate us in Nanzhao is really chilling."
Jiang Qintian faintly raised his lips and smiled, "This matter is indeed Jiang's negligence. The matter between the two countries is a big one. If you have any ideas, you can just say it."
When the envoy saw that there were conditions for negotiation, his eyes rolled: "We also believe in Jiang Duhu's character. Since he is sincere, we will not embarrass the Duhu. In this way, you will hang the head of the man who killed the horse. Show it to the public at the city gate for three days, and we will forget about it."
Jiang Qintian raised his eyebrows, "Is that all?"
The envoy also smiled and said, "It's not difficult for adults to handle."
"It's not difficult." Jiang Qintian glanced at them and knew exactly what they were planning. Want to establish authority in his territory? He sneered inwardly.
"It's just that besides the man who killed the horse, I think the two envoys will be more interested in another person."
"who?"
Jiang Qintian looked at the soldiers and said, "Bring them up."
After a while, Shopkeeper Wang was carried up and thrown into the lobby. He had many new wounds on his body and face, and his left trouser leg was empty.
The two of them immediately opened their pupils and almost stood up while holding on to the handrail. But after noticing Jiang Qintian's eyes, he forced himself to sit down again.
"...What do you mean by Protector? Who is this?"
"He's already done it." Jiang Qintian wasn't going to talk nonsense with them anymore.
Laizhi forced himself to calm down, "What did he do?"
"For example, he is a spy placed by Nanzhao in the Central Plains. Another example is that he fed the twelve tribute horses with dragon bone grass on your orders from Nanzhao." Jiang Qintian said with a slight smile.
"Protector, please don't believe it. We don't know this person. We are afraid that someone with ulterior motives is deliberately framing him!"
"You will know if this is a frame-up or not!" Jiang Qintian said in a serious tone, "You really think that I, Jiang Qintian, am blind. I wonder if you want to create a commotion in Beijing just by relying on these twelve crazy horses?!"
"Protector..."
The envoy wanted to say something else, but was forced back by Jiang Qintian's look.
"I have reported this incident to the imperial court. If Nanzhao still doesn't stop, we will wait to welcome the Central Plains army."
The two envoys received such a clear attitude. After all, they were wronged by themselves, so they could only run away.
Jiang Qintian looked at their backs and spat: "Trash!"
He originally planned to turn a blind eye, but in the end, they exposed themselves and lost their sense of proportion.
Extremely stupid!
The soldier below asked: "Sir, how should we deal with this detail?"
Jiang Qintian looked at Shopkeeper Wang who was speechless and said viciously:
"Hang his head on the city gate for three days."
The clouds are in the mountains and Luzhou is divided into rudders.
Jiang Yusheng crossed the yard, leaned against the door and listened for a while. After noticing some rustling inside, he clicked the door knocker.
"Come in." The voice inside the house was weak.
Jiang Yusheng pushed the door open and entered.
Jiang Jingtan had just woken up and was leaning against the head of the bed, supporting her head with her thin, white wrists, still calming down.
Jiang Yusheng thought that Luzhou was humid and not suitable for the young sect leader to maintain his health. However, in just over a month, his condition seemed to be getting worse.
"Are you okay?"
"What's the difference between good and bad?" Jiang Jingtan's face flashed with self-loathing, but for just a moment, it returned to its usual calmness.
"Young Sect Master, you can just leave it to your subordinates to do whatever you want. You don't have to be in Luzhou..."
Jiang Jingtan gave him a nonchalant look, and Jiang Yusheng immediately fell silent.
He knew that Jiang Yusheng was also worried about him, so he didn't blame him. Then he asked, "How's it going?"
Jiang Yusheng knew that he was asking about Nanzhao's tribute horses.
"Back to Young Sect Master, my subordinates followed your instructions and gave all the clues to Thirteen. She also found out what was going on behind the scenes. She is fine now."
Jiang Jingtan responded, raising her eyes and looking out the window quietly. The sun shone in and fell on his lap.
Jiang Jingtan thought of the past. Thirteen jumped up and down, cutting off the extra branches of the thick wood in front of his bedroom, so that he could see the daylight outside. At that time, she didn't know that she was the young sect master of Yunxian Mountain, and she was treating her wholeheartedly.
Jiang Jingtan was immersed in her thoughts for a long time and asked, "Is she injured?"
Jiang Yusheng thought for a while, "No."
That small scratch shouldn't be a big deal.
"Yeah." Jiang Jingtan responded.
"Jiang Qintian has been eyeing Thirteen. He has been sending people to investigate her these days. It should be found out soon that the tribute horse matter is related to us." Jiang Yusheng said.
"Well, it doesn't matter. After all, it's his first big gift, so I'm afraid he won't be able to find out about me."
"yes."
The wind blew outside the window, the leaves rustled, and the coolness was brought in.
"It's autumn." Jiang Jingtan rubbed her knees and said softly.
