Fortunate Young Gentleman

Tang Ning returned to his tent with a body full of wounds, lying on the soft bed, not wanting to move.

In the past, when she was sparring with Tang Yaoyao, Tang Ning was pinned down by her before she could use all her strength, but she was not tired at all.

But Wan Yanyan was different. Now she and Tang Ning were really evenly matched.

When the two of them were fighting, she had the upper hand for a while, and Tang Ning recovered from the disadvantage for a while. She was on top for a while, and Tang Ning was on top for a while. After such a struggle, Tang Ning was exhausted in just a quarter of an hour.

Of course, Wan Yanyan was not much better than him. Tang Ning walked back by herself, while she was carried back by Ayi.

A fight between equals was the most dangerous. Fortunately, she and Tang Ning did not have a life-and-death feud, and they fought for 300 rounds without using weapons, otherwise someone would have died.

Old Zheng came in with a roasted leg of lamb. Tang Ning turned her head with great effort, glanced at him, and said, "Isn't her talent very ordinary? Why has she improved so quickly in the past two years?"

Old Zheng glanced at him and said, "Talent is important, but with your efforts, you are far from competing with talent. She works harder than you, so she improves faster than you. What's so strange about that?"

Tang Ning pondered this Zheng-style chicken soup carefully and found it quite reasonable.

Unless someone like Xiao Xiao is a gift from heaven in martial arts training, and can surpass most people's hard work with just a little practice, most people's talents are not much different. What separates people is the degree of hard work.

Tang Ning has been running around for the past two years, and has limited time to practice. If Wan Yan Yan works hard, it won't be difficult for her to catch up.

Xiao Jue, this bastard, didn't know what he said to Wan Yanyan. He wanted to trick him before leaving. If she picked a fight with him every day, Tang Ning's body might not be able to hold on.

Lao Zheng took a bite of the lamb leg and said, "Besides, in addition to her own efforts, she must have a master behind her to guide her. It's not surprising that she has improved so quickly..."

No matter what master Wan Yanyan has behind her, no matter how fast her martial arts progress, these are not important.

Tang Ning never forgot that he came to the grassland not to fight with Wan Yanyan, but to find Lanlan, to promote peace between Chen State and the grassland.

He got up from the bed and walked into Wan Yanyan's tent.

In Wan Yanyan's tent.

Aina looked at her and said, "Didn't you say when you were little that you wanted to marry the most powerful warrior on the grassland? Are you in love with that Han Chinese?"

"I don't know..." Wanyan Yan shook her head and said, "My mother said that for us women, the most powerful warrior is not the one with the best riding skills or the best archery skills, but even if he is just a scholar who can't draw a bow, he can always protect us behind him when danger comes. He is our most powerful warrior..."

Aina looked at her and said, "Will that Han Chinese be your warrior?"

...

Tang Ning rested for a while and went directly to Wanyan Yan's tent.

Aina glanced at him, got up and left. Wanyan Yan lay on the bed and said, "No more fighting today, tomorrow."

"I'm not here to fight with you." Tang Ning glanced at her and said, "I didn't come to the grassland to fight with you. I need you to tell me the current situation of the grassland..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression was stunned.

Many materials on the grassland are in short supply, and silk, tea, porcelain, etc., which only Chen Chu has, are even rarer. Since the friction between them and the Han people intensified, even those adventurous merchants are unwilling to come here.

They are covered with sheepskin, and the workmanship is very rough. Silk satin quilts like this are also scarce materials here.

Tang Ning thought that even if they were poor here, a princess should not lack these. Unexpectedly, her own bedding was made of rough sheepskin, while he was covered with a high-quality silk satin quilt.

Thinking about it carefully, the faint fragrance in his quilt seemed a little familiar.

Ever since Wanyan Yan was forced to take a bath by him, she liked this thing. There was no more peculiar smell on her body, but there was a natural body fragrance, which was very unique.

Tang Ning glanced at her and turned to walk out of the tent.

Wanyan Yan looked at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Tang Ning said, "I'll return your quilt to you."

"No need." Wanyan Yan waved her hand and said, "You are used to sleeping on silk, and I am used to sleeping on sheepskin. No need to change."

Tang Ning stopped, looked at her, walked back, sat down by the bed, and said, "Then let's talk about the situation."

"The situation..." Wanyan Yan got up from the bed and said, "The situation is that on the grassland, the eldest brother and the third brother have the most tribes and the greatest power. No one will listen to me, and no one is willing to coexist peacefully with the State of Chen. What do you think we should do..."

The intelligence about the grassland that the State of Chen investigated was naturally not as detailed as what he heard from Wanyan Yan.

The Sushen people had dozens of tribes, large and small, which were originally independent and did not interfere with each other. Among them, tribes often attacked and annexed each other. Small tribes gathered into large tribes, and large tribes were divided into small tribes. This has been going on for dozens or hundreds of years.

The Wanyan tribe was the first to unify the Sushen tribes. Now, all the Sushen tribes are under the jurisdiction of the Wanyan tribe. Except for more than ten large tribes including Jiagu Shuhu, which are still controlled by Wanyan Yan's father, the remaining dozens of small and medium tribes are controlled by the three princes. After the death of the second prince, all the tribes under his command fell into the hands of Wanyan Yan.

Of course, the three were originally evenly matched, but since Wanyan Yan rescued Xiao Jue and was punished by the Khan, she only had 14 tribes left, less than the 18 tribes of the third prince, and even less than the 22 tribes of the eldest prince. Naturally, her voice in the tribe is the smallest.

Tang Ning looked at her and said, "I do have a plan."

Wan Yanyan's eyes lit up and asked, "What plan?"

"You know, I know some poison and witchcraft..." Tang Ning looked at her and said, "Invite the eldest prince and the third prince to have a simple meal here, and say that you are sending a few tribes to them. I will poison the food and kill them..."

Wan Yanyan twisted his thigh hard and said, "They are my brothers, how can I poison them?"

Tang Ning covered his thigh, glanced at her, and said, "Aina told me that they have tried to assassinate you many times in the past two years."

"They are them, and I am me." Wan Yanyan shook her head and said, "I won't do this, and they won't come here, you won't see them."

The assassination plan was rejected by Wan Yanyan before it even started, and it was declared a failure. Tang Ning shook his head and said, "If you don't poison, then poison. , then don't invite dinner, just give the third prince four tribes, just the four youngest ones. "

Wan Yanyan asked in surprise: "Why?"

"You have given the eldest prince four tribes, but you don't give the third prince one. What do you think the third prince will think?" Tang Ning looked at her and said: "There is an old saying among the Han people that it is not the lack of tribes that is worrying, but the inequality. Even brothers should be treated equally, otherwise there will be conflicts. The third prince must hate you very much now..."

Wan Yanyan said: "But I don't have many tribes to begin with. If I give four more, I will be even worse than them..."

"It doesn't matter, I'm still here." Tang Ning waved his hand and said: "You don't understand this kind of thing, just stand behind me and watch..."

Playing tactics and strategies, many times, advancing is retreating, retreating is advancing, advancing is retreating, false and true, true and false..., these things, with the brain of the little girl, must not be clear.

Tang Ning was thinking about the next plan in his heart and fell into deep thought. Naturally, he didn't notice that Wan Yanyan was sitting next to him, looking at him absent-mindedly.

She looked at Tangning and murmured, "Standing behind you?"