They are really descendants of the Longxi Army.

This fact really came a little too fast, so Qinghan and I couldn't react for a while, and both of us calmed down and took some time to digest.

I felt the mouth dry for a while, so I picked up the cup and took a sip. When my throat became spicy, I remembered that it was wine, so I hurriedly put the cup back.

Nan Zhenyi looked at us patiently, and her breath was extremely calm.

Nan Zhenyi said that they were descendants of the Longxi Army, but they should not be descendants of the Commander, because the Commander's surname was Zhu, and they were the royal family of the previous dynasty. Nan Zhenyi and his nephew were obviously both people who did not change their names or stayed in the same family.

After a while, I finally calmed down my emotions and looked up and said, "It turns out that the ancestor of the mountain captain was a soldier from the Longxi Army who once ate bloody battlefields and fought bravely to fight the enemy. It is admirable."

Nan Zhenyi waved his hand: "That is the glory of his ancestors."

It is really hard to chat with this person. Although he looks very gentle and makes people feel close, all the compliments do not work in front of him, but instead make the person who says it a little embarrassed. I told myself thoroughly that I should not have any other thoughts in front of him. Just say one thing, and say two things.

Qinghan sat opposite and said, "Was the ancestor of the mountain leader also with the Longxi army-"

Nan Zhenyi said, "My junior brother asked this, it must be because he saw Zitai appearing in Fengxiang City and thought our ancestors were also buried in the northwest, so he worshiped his ancestors?"

Think?

I said in surprise: "Isn't it?"

Nan Zitai next to him snorted softly, and Nan Zhenyi said calmly: "Yes, not. Zitai did go to pay tribute to the past, because his ancestors were once under the Longxi Army. Even if that army was forgotten by everyone, it should not be forgotten by us. Zitai went to pay tribute to this army; but our ancestors were not buried with his comrades who fought bloody battles with him. His tomb was in our hometown."

"Hometown?" I said hesitantly: "The mountain chief means that when the Longxi army was destroyed, your ancestors had already-"

"I have already died in battle."

After hearing this, Qinghan immediately said, "Can your ancestors be the soldier who was the one we saw in Fengxiang City who said that in order to protect these merchants, they fought against a team of cavalrymen in the East Chaga Division and finally died in an effort to fight?"

Nan Zhenyi nodded and said, "Not bad."

"Then, let me go to Fengxiang City this time—"

Nan Zitai next to him said, "Of course I just want to do that pair of armor. It was the armor of our ancestors, but it was coveted by the prodigal son who ruined his family and even wanted to pay off his gambling debts. It really insulted my ancestors!"

Qinghan and I didn't know what to say for a moment. Nan Zhenyi sighed and said calmly: "Zi Tai, since you have agreed to leave that armor for them, you should not take action again. From now on, you will go to the tribute every year. Even if you pass by Fengxiang City, don't disturb the family again."

"Uncle--"

"Um!"

"……yes."

He subdued the unruly Nan Zitai in just a few words. Now this cannot surprise us at all. After all, there are so many students in Xishan Academy, with all kinds of personalities and backgrounds, and I am afraid that it will not be better for him than his nephew. However, in such a large academy, he managed it in an orderly manner. Every student has his own ambitions and temperament, but it did not cause any division or chaos.

This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

But I suddenly felt a little regretful. I suspected that they were related to the Longxi Army before, so I naturally guessed that they might be descendants of the Longxi Army. If this is the case, I should be able to find out some news about the demise of the Longxi Army from them.

However, since their ancestors were the saviors of Mr. Hu’s ancestors, they had already died in battle before the Longxi Army was destroyed.

I said tentatively: "So, Shanzhu, don't know the truth about the destruction of the Longxi Army?"

He shook his head: "I don't know."

“…”

"Over the years, this matter has actually been in our hearts. When Zitai goes to the northwest to pay homage to the Longxi Army every year, he will also look for some clues along the way and want to investigate the truth of the matter. Unfortunately, over time, many clues have been cut off, and he has never been able to find out the truth about the demise of the Longxi Army that year."

I looked at Nan Zitai: "Is there no clue at all?"

"Not that, this time, there was a little clue."

"Oh? What is it?"

Nan Zitai glanced at me and said, "Don't Miss Yan know yet?"

I frowned slightly: "What do I know?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "The armor from Dad Hu's house was sent by the emperor to steal."

“…”

I was so shocked that I couldn't speak for a moment. I just opened my eyes and looked at him. Qinghan frowned: "Really?"

Nan Zhenyi said calmly: "Zi Tai can't speak in front of me."

I asked subconsciously: "He, why did he steal?"

Nan Zitai sneered: "Miss Yan shouldn't have come to ask me about this matter."

My thoughts, which I had already felt a little clearer, were disturbed by his words at this time - was the armor of Mr. Hu's house stolen by Pei Yuanhao?

At this time, I suddenly remembered that when I followed Yu Wenying to the lakeside where the Longxi Army was buried, he designed to lead Xie Feng out. The bait he used was a bag, and Xie Feng was indeed fooled. He sneaked into the bottom of the lake to salvage in the middle of the night. At that time, Yu Wenying said, "Do you think I will throw that chain mail into the lake?"

If there was no second chain mail at that time, then what he was referring to was the one stolen from Mr. Hu’s house!

But I didn't tell them about that, but from the words, they obviously knew it all.

It seems that Pei Yuanhao really sent someone to steal the chain mail.

But why did he do this?

I thought about it in silence for a long time, but I couldn't figure it out no matter how I thought about it, or I was a little afraid to think about it.

After a while, I turned to look at Nan Zhenyi and asked, "What do you think of this matter, the mountain leader?"

Nan Zhenyi said: "I don't want to have any opinions until things are figured out."

I nodded gently.

He has a great body. If he determines something in an uncertain situation, it is likely to affect his judgment and make some wrong things. For example, this time, if he really has any opinion, he will not accept the thought of being a disciple. It is precisely because he does not allow himself to have any opinion that in this case, he will make a judgment that is not affected by emotions.

At this moment, he raised his wine glass to us again.

Everyone was a little dull this time drinking, and their minds were already taken away by the incident just now. After three rounds of wine, Nan Zhenyi gently patted his hands outside. Immediately, the servants walked in with food and placed them on the table in front of each of us.

A gust of hot wind blew towards me with a sweet fragrance.

When I looked down, I found that it was a roasted goose, and the skin was roasted to a golden and crispy. After mixing malt sugar and applying it on it, it was even more shiny and shiny. The heat that rose made people salivate.

Next to it, there is also rice butterfly.

These are indeed tastes that I only had when I was a child, especially when I lived alone with my mother at the foot of Xishan Mountain. The students and Wuwei Monk of Xishan Academy often gave us these things. At that time, I was so tired of eating them, but I had never tasted them for so many years since I left Xichuan. Now I suddenly placed them in front of me, which made me tempt my index finger.

I smiled and raised my head to look at Nan Zhenyi: "Thank you, Shanmao."

He only smiled faintly, and the chefs came over to divide each of their roasted goose meat into slices, and ate them with malt sugar. It was fresh and delicious, with a rich gravy. The taste of the food made me forget the annoying feeling caused by the previous incident.

Nan Zhenyi has no skills in speaking, and treating guests to dinner is not a delicacy, but he can completely control the guests' minds.

This person is only a mountain leader in Xishan Academy, Qu Cai.

We didn't say anything or speak. At this moment, none of us spoke anymore. Everyone ate the food in front of us quietly, and only the sound of cutting knife and chopsticks were left in the entire Changxuan.

After a while, the food was finished.

The servant brought clean water to wash his hands and rinse his mouth, and then sent him tea. Naturally, it was also the eagle tea from Shu, which dissolved the greasy food and made people feel very refreshing when drinking.

This time, my thoughts became a little clearer.

"Then, now the discussion is over. Do the mountain chief have any plans next?"

Nan Zhenyi looked at me with a smile: "Miss, do you want to ask, next, the emperor will enter Sichuan to discuss with the Yan family, and whether I will participate in it?"

I nodded: "This matter is of great importance. The Yan family cannot decide in one sentence. Xishan Academy has a far-reaching influence in Shu. I think everyone should also want to see the attitude of the mountain leader."

Nan Zhenyi said: "My attitude is the attitude of the academy. When the academy's attitude was over, I already understood it very well, so there was no need for me to say more."

"Captain, will he not continue to participate in this matter?"

"Won't."

"Then, will the head of the Ruo family invite you to Chengdu?"

"Xishan Academy has always been obedient to the tune or not."

“…”

I nodded and stopped talking.

It seems that Xiao Yusheng is right. Nan Zhenyi has his own set of reasons for doing things. It is indeed difficult for outsiders to influence him. Since he has decided, it is useless to say more.

Everyone was tasting tea quietly again. After a while, Qinghan spoke: "Senior brother, I have one more thing to ask you."

Nan Zhenyi said, "What's the matter?"

“It’s about the library.”

“…”

Nan Zhenyi looked up at him.
Chapter completed!