Vol 3 Chapter 1869: Prince of the Golden Knife Gui Nanyan

Nanyan, outside Guanggu City, Ximen.
The endless stream of refugees, with their rags and clothes, covered with dust, speaks the accented dialects of the South, the Hainan, including the Huns, Qiang, Qiang, Ding Ling, etc., in conjunction with Guanzhong dialect, Zhongyuan dialect, and Binzhou dialect, The Chinese language of the Hebei dialect is like a big bazaar, which is constantly being tried to enter the city, but it was beaten and kicked by the sergeants who defended the city, and hurried to the side. In the end, they could only scold and walk to the empty side. On the ground.
Dozens of shacks stood on the open space on one side, sitting on the nobles dressed in satin. While shaking their fans and eating fruits, they instructed their hands like wolves to form a pile in the open space. Among the refugees, walking back and forth, picking and picking, there are strong men who feel strong and strong, so they pick them out, or they are women with a graceful figure, and they will also be pulled out and thrown away. The dying hungry family had a few strings of copper coins, and then went to the official shanty on the side, and the population sales contract was printed with a fingerprint, even if the contract was reached.
In a corner of the square, there are two young people wearing Daihu, who have touched about twenty times a year. Their exposed skin is obviously much whiter than that of ordinary refugees, which attracted many people around to secretly discuss: "Wouldn't these two be the Xianbei people? I heard that only the Murong clan would be so white, and it would be impossible. Is it the Murong clan who fled from the north?"
"Non-nonsense, if the Murong clan had gone to the king now, would they still be with us like humble households here?"
"It's not easy to say, Murong's family is famous for in-fighting. For example, a while ago, why did Zhao Wang Muronglin decapitate? Oh, he is the biological son of the first emperor. Threatened the status of the king, can't you avoid this one? "
"It seems to be true to say so, hey, these two people are so white, and they are mixed with us, maybe they are really Murong's people, maybe they are anti-thieves who missed the net, let's go to the official, maybe, really You can have money! "
Of the two Doujia men, a darker-skinned person on the right moved his ears and whispered: "Achao, it seems that someone is staring at us and wants to report to the official. Let's leave quickly."
The other person raised his head, a beautiful face was exposed, his lips were red and white, and his facial features were beautiful. If it were n’t for the beautiful whiskers that had been left on the upper lip, it would really make people think that this is a beautiful woman. At the corner of the mouth, he said, "On the fifth floor, you have n’t had enough days of hiding your name in hiding, hiding? You do n’t forget, we abandoned our wives and abandoned our mothers, and came here from Guzang City a long distance away, yes For what!"
The young man on the fifth floor sighed: "But you also know that in case your identity is exposed, other people who want to inherit the position of your father may be poisoned by you. After all, your father is now childless, Nearly seventy years old, Murong Zhong, Murong Town, Murong Fa, the kings, are all thinking of succeeding. I rashly expose my identity, I am afraid that there will be a scourge of death! "
During the talk, more than ten sergeants who came to patrol, had heard the words of several refugees who went to inform the reporters, and their eyes looked at this, and a general with a large robe and armor stood up and led a The helper walked here, and the dozens of refugees gathered on one side fled as if they had fled, leaving only the two young men, who remained in place.
A sergeant who looked like a small school, carrying a knife without a sheath, came forward and said in a deep voice: "The two of you, who has the last name, where did you come from, and who you know in the city, report it quickly. Come by. "
The teenager named Wulou stood up, showing a white face with a mustache, smiling and said in Hebei Chinese: "This military lord, we are a refugee from Hebei, we have no food, we are here, I do n’t know. Can you enjoy the food! "
The little school said sharply: "You are obviously Xianbei people, and the king has set up a notice long ago, all my Xianbei people must go outside the east gate, and make porridge. Why don't you go to the prescribed places, but follow these? The Han people and the Qiang people are mixed together, it is impossible to succeed. You are criminals, is there any counter-trick? "
He said, pulling the knife half out of the sheath, and the sergeants surrounding them were all set apart, and around them suddenly became murderous.
But the general behind him, staring motionlessly at the teenager named A Chao, saw A Chao slowly stood up at this moment, removed the hat, and revealed a little braid, of course, also With that handsome face, the general's face changed: "Who are you?"
A Chao looked at the general and said calmly: "It must be that your Excellency is the general of the Chinese army, the king of the South China Sea Murong Fa, I have heard of your prestige, you and the king of Yan broke through the Eastern Jin forces, and through Huaisi, I can't think of it here. See you personally. "
The prince raised his whip and slammed: "Is the name of the prince also your kid?"
Murong Fa grabbed the whip sheath, looked at Ah Chao, and said in a deep voice: "Speak your identity, otherwise, with my authority, you can now be slashed with criminal charges!"
A Chao hurriedly reached into his arms, and found a shiny golden knife. Murong Fa's face changed, and he said sharply, "How come you have this thing ?!"
Achao said calmly: "Because the king left his family when he left his family, he said that he was his nephew. One day, he can come and recognize this gold sword. The gold sword returns to Yan. It is my Murong. The rules laid down by the ancestors of the South Sea King, have you forgotten? "
Murong Fa gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Come here, this son to meet the king. But by this time, should you disclose your identity?"
Achao said one word at a time: "My name is Murongchao ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is the nephew of the king. This gold sword is just a token used to recognize the ancestors of the ancestors. Testimonies! "
There was a burst of cheers on the square: "Prince Gold Knife, Prince Gold Knife!" The sound was thunderous, and Murong Fa's face shook with an unspeakable complaint, but nobody noticed.
An hour later, Nan Yan, the palace, and the main hall.
Murong Beide looked at Murong Chao who was standing in front of him, tears shining in his eyes: "You, are you really Chaoer?"
Murong Chao ’s eyes were also full of tears: "Is this knife uncle remember?" King, tell you, where is the Dragon City pilot today? You will know! "
Murong Beide sighed: "That's right, you really are Chaoer, my Chaoer, how good is your mother?"
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