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A magnificent carriage shuttles through the bustling streets of Bianliang. Inside, a man using the alias Xiao Ao, who is actually Yelu Aoluwei, reclines on the soft cushions, facing two exotic-looking women.
They are dressed in bright-colored tunics, with their skirts reaching their ankles, and adorned with headdresses and braided hair cascading over their shoulders.
The older woman, about sixteen or seventeen years old, had a slender figure, eyebrows like distant mountains, a straight nose, phoenix-like eyes with a stern look, and a very distinctive makeup. Her face was covered in yellow powder, but her cherry lips were painted black, creating a strong contrast that added a touch of cold beauty to her dignity.
Beside her, a younger girl of only eleven or twelve years old had a childish face, golden hair, and blue eyes. Her peach-like cheeks were filled with an innocent smile, resembling a doll.
At that moment, she was holding the older woman's arm and laughing, saying, "That Song people boy is really interesting. He pretended to be in pain after being pinched by my brother."
The older woman had a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, but she saw Yelu Aoluwei gesturing over there.
She couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, what's wrong?"
Yelu Aoluwei shook his head and said, "The way Shi Jin caught the flying gong was not simple. I might be able to block it, but I'm afraid I can't catch the next move like he did."
Speaking with enthusiasm, she gestured a few times and then asked the older woman, " Nan Xian, what does this look like to you?" The younger woman extended her fingers and made a face, saying, "Chicken feet! Eww, it's so ugly!"
The woman named Nan Xian gestured with her fingers and pondered, "It's just like a mantis."
The young girl clapped and laughed, "Yes, yes, that kid is just like a mantis," as she gestured and danced.
Yelu Aoluwei nodded, and the older woman gently scolded, "Yuli Yan, this is not the grassland. If you keep jumping around in the car, it will overturn."
The girl twisted in her seat and complained, "Ugh, even though Bianliang City is lively, there are too many people. I can't even catch my breath."
Then she added, "But that uncle we met later was really impressive, pow!"
Speaking, he raised his hand and gestured, asking, "Can you withstand that blow, big brother?"
Yelu Aoluwei laughed and said, "I can't."
Nan Xian smiled and said, "Big brother is being modest. With your innate strength, you may not necessarily be unable to take that person's blow. However, Southern Dynasties indeed have many talents, even an ordinary passerby possesses such skill."
Yelu Aoluwei smiled slightly and said, "The skills of that person in the Song Court are also rarely seen, and his identity is probably extraordinary. If everyone in the Song Court is like this, my Liao Dynasty would have been destroyed long ago." Both women nodded in agreement. Yelu Aoluwei continued, "Furthermore, no matter how powerful an individual is, it's just a display of personal bravery."
As he continued, his voice lowered and his expression became somewhat melancholy.
The carriage fell silent for a moment.
After a while, Nan Xian said, "Brother, do not be disheartened by a momentary setback..."
Yelu Aoluwei waved his hand and said, "I am fine, but there is news from the capital. Li Qianshun is seeking to marry the princess, and the king is considering betrothing you to him..."
Nan Xian's body trembled at the news, and after a while, he said calmly, "As expected. I am not favored by the king. If I can serve the country in this way, it would also fulfill my filial duty."
Yu Liyan's eyes turned red, and he hugged Nan Xian, saying, "Second sister, I will go to plead with Father Emperor, asking him not to betroth you to that old man." Nan Xian smiled slightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense. We must not disobey Father Emperor. The marriage of us royal daughters cannot be decided by ourselves. Besides, Li Qianshun is in his prime, how can he be an old man?" Yu Liyan pouted and muttered, "Being twenty years older than you still doesn't make him an old man?"
Yelu Aoluwei sighed softly, "Now I am caught in a dilemma with Liao Dynasty, the wolf to the north takes a bite at us from time to time, the Song court still yearns for Yan Yun, the emperor is not interested in state affairs, and the military preparations in various places are neglected. We can only use Western Xia to contain the situation and catch our breath. It's hard on you, Nan Xian."
Nan Xian had completely calmed down and said lightly, "As a member of the royal family, it is my duty to serve the country. Personal feelings and preferences are truly insignificant."
Yelu Aoluwei nodded slightly, though he said so, he felt extremely frustrated and wished he could let out a long howl to vent his feelings.
His Second younger sister has been intelligent and resolute since childhood, excelling in both literary and military arts. She has the bearing of a famous general, but it's a pity that she does not please the emperor and has been used as a pawn for political marriage. However, if Nan Xian could assist in Western Xia, it would put his mind at ease. He forced a smile and said, "This trip to the Song capital can be considered as fulfilling one of your wishes."
Immortal Nan admires Chinese studies and has long wanted to visit Bianliang, but was unable to do so due to their status. This time, Yelu Aoluwei secretly brought her out.
Immortal Nan smiled slightly and said solemnly, "The Song Dynasty is becoming increasingly prosperous, and Emperor Song is ambitious, constantly thinking about Yan Yun. I'm afraid that before long, there will be another war. It's best for the eldest brother to prepare early."
Yelu Aoluwei shook his head and said, "I am now a free man, and I can't be bothered with these major matters."
Last year, Yelu Aoluwei spoke out of turn and was rebuked by Yelü Yanxi, who stripped him of his title as the Southern Court Grand Prince, leaving him only with the title of Prince of Jin.
Nan Xian shook his head and said, "Father is indulging in hunting and neglecting state affairs. In the future, I will have to rely on my elder brother to support me. If my elder brother becomes disheartened, I fear that there will be a danger of the state collapsing. At that time, the people of Liao Dynasty will fall into a deep abyss of hell, and it will be a tragic situation. Both you and I will be guilty of destroying the country."
Yelu Aoluwei was startled and said with a bow, "What Second younger sister said is true, I lost my composure."
Nan Xian didn't want the atmosphere to become too heavy, so he changed the subject, saying, "Are the young man and woman from the royal family?"
Yelu Aoluwei nodded and said, "It should be King Duan's children."
Nan Xian grunted and said, "That girl is quite bold. I've heard that King Duan is talented and good at painting, but he has a frivolous nature. If he were to be the emperor, our Liao Dynasty days might be better, but unfortunately, he's just a leisurely prince."
Yelu Aoluwei was moved by this and fell into silent contemplation.
Nan Xian It was just a casual remark, but at this moment, a thought flashed through their minds. The siblings looked at each other and saw the killing intent in each other's eyes.
"It's so cold!"
Yu Liyan, feeling drowsy, suddenly felt a chill and muttered as he leaned towards Nan Xian.
Nan Xian hugged her, touched her forehead, and whispered, "I hope you're not getting sick."
Yelu Aoluwei eyes flickered with a thoughtful look.
After a while, he said softly, "This matter may have to fall on Shi Jin."
"The cold hasn't gotten better, and now I've hurt my hand! Dulang, can you give me a break? When we get back, Old Madam is going to scold me again!" On the way home, Dujian complained while bandaging Shi Jin's wound.
Shi Jin was making light of it, but in his heart, he was pondering the implications of today's events.
In the original book, Wang Jin was forced to leave Bianliang because he had beaten Gao Qiu in the conflict. Shi Jin didn't know if this time, although Wang Jin still made a move, beating Gao Qiu himself would change his original outcome. "Young master, someone is following us," the coachman Lao Song suddenly spoke.
Shi Jin glanced back and indeed saw the figure of a chubby kid, sneaking around in the crowd. A sharp glint flashed in Shi Jin's eyes; it was Gao Qiu's close friend, Gao Qiu's later adopted son, who became one of Gao's followers. Lin Chong being forced to join Liangshan could be said to have originated from this kid, but he had actually forgotten about him.
This kid is trying to scheme his way through, planning to do something bad later on.
Shi Jin couldn't help but frown. Although he wasn't afraid, he couldn't help but worry about his mother and Dujian.
These hooligans are like stinky dog poop, once they stick to you, they disgust people. Even innocent people don't want to provoke them.
Shi's mother is fine, she doesn't go out much, and even when she does, she has servants following her. But Dujian often has to go out for work. If he gets entangled with these hooligans and gets into trouble, even killing them would be useless. Shi Jin is thinking about how to deal with this kid, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and can't help but feel murderous.
At this moment, he glanced over and saw several people on the roadside, and his heart stirred.
"Stop the car!"
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