Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1065 Are relatives with him? (five more)
"Although he is only in his early twenties, he is a warrior on the Xilingrad grassland."

"He can tear apart an adult wild wolf with his bare hands. In the past few Naadam conferences, he was the champion, and his dominance was unshakable..."

Hearing Yan Huai'an's words, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other.

Both saw the same wonder in the other's eyes.

Really strong!
"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Old Man Yan, the snow is about to fall, let's go back to the yurt, and you can tell us about Nari Song, and the Nahana Damu Conference!"

……

In the warm yurt, there is a hunting fire.

The hare was roasting on top of the fire.

Yan Huai'an took a sip of the warming wine and opened his mouth again.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang sat aside, listening carefully.

"The Naadam Conference is a large-scale event held every three years by the grassland clans."

"At that time, all ethnic groups will send outstanding young people from their clans to participate, and those contestants who perform outstandingly will get the attention of the elders of each ethnic group."

"To put it bluntly, it's just a tryout for warriors."

"At the Naadam Conference, the three major traditional events are mainly tested: horse racing, archery and wrestling."

"The grassland folk customs are tough, and girls will also express their admiration for their beloved warriors on such days."

"This Nari Song, since he became an adult, has firmly occupied the throne of the champion of the Naadam Conference."

"Many women on the grassland fall in love with him and regard him as a hero in their hearts." Yan Huai'an said.

When the old man was talking about the Naadam Conference, excitement and anticipation flashed uncontrollably in his eyes.

That is the awe and worship of the strong.

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang heard this, they probably understood a little bit.

No wonder Risong was so crazy that day, it turns out that he really has the capital of madness!

Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, and couldn't help but glance at Luo Fengtang.

But he saw a cold look on his face, and his eyes were calm and unruffled.

Yang Ruoqing was secretly relieved.

No matter how strong the pine is, the strong will be even stronger.

She is more optimistic about Tang Yazi!
"Speaking of Na Risong, you really have a relationship with Miss Yang."

Yan Huai'an paused, and looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then pointed to her nose: "With me? What is the origin?"

Yan Huaian said: "The clan that Risong belonged to has now surrendered to the Tuoba tribe of the Daliao royal family, and it is the branch that the Tuoba clan relies on the most."

"But Narisong and his kin are descendants of your great-grandmother's lost tribe."

"That Risong's great-grandfather and your great-grandmother are cousins, tell me, do you have a relationship?" Yan Huaian asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing's head was full of black lines.

Well, push up three generations, they turned out to be blood relatives.

"On that day, the young Song Song became a talent, with both civil and military skills, which was highly valued by the Tuoba clan."

"The clan that Risong belongs to has always wanted to rebuild the original tribe, and the position of patriarch has been coveted by several members of the clan." Yan Huai'an continued.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't guess, Na Risong must also want to be the patriarch?"

Yan Huaian nodded.

"Without the token of the previous old patriarch, even if the most capable Na Risong became the patriarch, he would not be able to convince the crowd."

"So, their clan found me and asked me to go to the south and help them bring back the patriarch's token hidden by your great-grandmother," he said.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang looked at each other, and both of them suddenly realized.

"Old Man Yan, when Na Risong talked with you in dialect, he was asking about your token, right?"

Yan Huaian shook his head.

"It was the elders of this clan who entrusted me to go to the south to retrieve the patriarch's token."

"They used to be the confidants of the previous old patriarch, and they were loyal."

"It is also very prestigious in the clan now."

"That Risong didn't know that I had accepted the entrustment of the elders. He just warned me not to let me meddle in the duel, and cause extra trouble..."

"Because he said that he is determined to win Miss Yang."

"Uh……"

Yang Ruoqing held her forehead, her head was full of black lines.

Luo Fengtang has been silently acting as a bystander.

Hearing this now, he sneered and spoke lightly.

"He's destined to return empty-handed!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing looked up at him.

The low-key domineering made her feel at ease and at ease.

"Old Man Yan, how many days are left until the Naadam Conference?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yan Huai'an calculated, "There are still about seven days left."

Luo Fengtang nodded, it was enough for him to do one thing first.

……

At night, in Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing's small yurt.

There was a fire on the ground, and a plush carpet was spread beside the fire.

Luo Fengtang leaned on the carpet, while Yang Ruoqing lay in his arms docilely.

He lightly hooked a strand of her hair with his fingers, and curled his fingers softly.

"What did Uncle Yan say about that blood letter?"

Luo Fengtang asked Yang Ruoqing in a deep voice.

The letter written in blood was kept with the ivory fish.

When the two of them found it from the cave, they couldn't understand it.

So I decided to let Yan Huai'an take a look.

Hearing his question, Yang Ruoqing changed to a more comfortable position and lay down on her stomach.

"Old Man Yan read it, and he said, it was written by the old patriarch before he died."

"It probably means that he is about to die, so he left the token and the blood book. Let the descendants of the tribe use this to inherit the position of patriarch and revitalize the tribe." She said.

"That's all?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows.

Yang Ruoqing frowned, and continued: "The previous patriarch didn't make it clear, but he mentioned something to the descendants in a subtle way."

"What happened to the tribe back then, and even the disaster of genocide, on the surface it seems to be a foreign invasion."

"Inside, there may be an inner ghost, let future generations be vigilant. It would be even better if we can find out and kill the enemy with our own hands." She said.

It seems that if the tribe is rebuilt, the successor leader of the tribe, Yali Shan, will be great.

The old patriarch gave a bunch of tasks.

After listening to Yang Ruoqing's words, Luo Fengtang nodded slightly.

"It's hard for the old patriarch to watch the clansmen being killed with his own eyes, but in the end he found out that it was his own people who were playing tricks."

"It's really hopeless and heartbreaking!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing also sighed.

Isn't the old patriarch the real father of her great-grandmother?

In my own body, although the blood has been diluted from generation to generation.

It can be traced back to the origin, without the old patriarch, there would be no descendants here, and there would be no her.

"Let's stop here for the time being about my affairs," she said.

"Tang Yazi, tell me about you, what are your plans next?" she asked.

This time, she didn't come to solve the tribal problem, she just wanted to be a happy businessman.

Rooted in Changping Village, living peacefully with family and friends.

The purpose of her trip to the north this time is to accompany Luo Fengtang to find the mystery of her life.

Hearing her question, Luo Fengtang lowered his eyelashes and thought for a while.

"I plan to go to that canyon to have a look." He said.

"Is it... the Hundred Man Valley?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"On the eve of going north, I had a frank and honest talk with my uncle all night."

"He told me everything he knew."

"He said that when my father Luo Laoer separated from my biological mother, it was in a place called Baiman Canyon."

"I want to go there for a walk, maybe I will find a clue of the past!" He said.

(End of this chapter)