Chapter 2017

"Why?"

Zijian also stood up.

"As a general of the HongZu alliance, how can you easily recruit a slave who has no tribe?" The Falcon's plume is safe, and the face is frosty.

"It's my own private business to settle people and recruit family members!" Zijian turned his head and looked stubborn.

"Confused!"

The Falcon Ling'an people cheered: "as the eldest daughter of our three wing clan, your wedding ceremony is not your private business long ago!"

"You can ignore your reputation and face, but you also have to think about your future children!"

"The family kings of an people of our three wings in the past dynasties all came from the noble three tails. Their children are also the most noble blood in the HongZu League! Only in this way can they win the support of all the people of Hong nationality. Continue to be the Anren of the HongZu alliance

"If you choose Zhang Xuan to be your family king, the children you will give birth to will be humble! How can we represent our three winged people and inherit the position of an Ren in the HongZu League? "

"This..."

Zijian listened to Falcon Ling'an's words and was stunned for a long time, but said calmly: "that's right. Let xuanci take your place in the future! Haven't they always been afraid that you would pass the seat of an Ren to me directly? "

"You

The Falcon's plume is silent.

In the temple, there was a dead silence.

"It's my business to choose who will replace me in the future. You don't have to decide for me!"

Falcon Ling an's face is as deep as water, "but as the eldest daughter of the three wings, you must consider the interests of the family! It's nothing if you like Zhang Xuan. Just let him be your first friend. You can't be too obsessed! "

"Yes! You can choose any man in our Sanwei clan. You only need to choose one to be the king of your family, and give birth to your eldest daughter. You can do whatever you want in the future! "

Mingjiu also advised Zijian: "even if you spoil Zhang Xuan, it's your family business. No one will say anything

"No, in my life, I've taken a fancy to a man, that is Zhang Xuan. In my eyes, other people are all dung!"

But Zijian continued to say in a stubborn cold voice, "I will not hold a ceremony with anyone except Zhang Xuan!"

"You..."

Falcon Ling'an's body trembled with anger“ Do you forget how the barbarians were founded thousands of years ago? "

"What's the relationship between the establishment of barbarians and my choice of a family king?" Zijian was shocked.

"At that time, the sage of Hong nationality was confused by Zhang man. He would rather lose the magic power to break the seal than combine with Zhang man. This led to drastic changes and gave birth to the barbarians!"

Falcon Ling'an's face was gloomy: "you are confused by Zhang Xuan now, and you will be confused in the future. Do I dare to give you the HongZu? "

"Yes! If Zijian were to be an Anren of the HongZu League in the future, he might be bewitched by Zhang Xuan, and like the HongZu sage of that year, he would remove all men's slave status! "

Xuanci understood the meaning of Falcon Ling'an's words, so he added oil and vinegar.

"This..."

The crowd was stunned again.

"I really want to get rid of the man's slavery. We noble women have nothing

"Yes, isn't our Hongs going to be in chaos? Into a hell like the barbarians? "

After listening to xuanci's words, everyone understood what Falcon Ling Anren meant, and immediately worried.

"Now, do you see what I mean?"

Falcon Ling an, looking at Zijian coldly.

"I understand."

"What do you say?"

"I'm afraid... To live up to your high expectations, I'd rather not be an Anren of the HongZu alliance in the future, but also want Zhang Xuan to be my family king!"

Zijian is loud!

“......”

In the temple. It's a dead silence again.

"You are so disappointing to me!"

The Falcon's plume is safe, and the face is frosty.

"Anren, calm down!"

Mingjiu came out to make it over again“ General Zijian is still young, so he is crazy about Zhang Xuan. After a while, she should not be so stubborn! "

"Well..." the Falcon Ling'an man rubbed his eyebrows and shook his head, "it's all gone!"And they all went out of the temple.

"Zijian, when will you hold the wedding ceremony with your lame husband? We have to celebrate for you when it's too late! "

"Yes! I must have a look at Zhang Xuan's limp and the way you worship the statue of the sage of Hong nationality! "

The snow cuckoo and the green magpie are mocking.

"Hum!"

Zijian ignored them and let people carry Zhang Xuan to a courtyard of Fusang tree.

In this courtyard, wooden platforms were first built on the branches of trees, and then wooden houses were built on them.

There are many wooden houses in the courtyard, but they are not very big.

After all, these wooden houses are built on Hibiscus trees. Nature can't be too big.

However, the scale of this courtyard is one of the best in Fusang tree.

Many people are still busy building a new house in the courtyard.

"General. The army is back!"

There was a surprise cry!

"Sister!"

In the crowd, two 15-year-old girls flew out. Into Zijian's arms.

"General. Army!"

All the people are happy to come around.

"Father, how is the family?"

Zijian nodded to a middle-aged man.

"All is well, we are all worried about you!"

Zijian's father stroked his chest and saluted Zijian.

Although he was Zijian's father, he was still a male slave, so he respected Zijian very much.

"You two, have you practiced your arrows well these days?" Zijian stroked the heads of her two sisters.

"We practice there every day!"

Two girls pointed to the wooden fence of the yard, several arrow targets and straw men.

"Yes, Miss Zhu Yuan and miss Biyang practice their arrows for several hours every day. Sometimes, I take them to the Grange outside the city to practice horseback riding!" Said Zijian's father.

"That's good!"

Zijian took everyone and walked into the biggest wooden house in the middle of the courtyard.

Inside the house was covered with thick animal skins, and in the middle was a huge couch with two rows of low tables and cushions.

Here, it should be the hall of Zijian's house.

The place of death is still in the barbaric civilization. Even the hall of the general and military family of the HongZu alliance is not as grand as the hall of the ordinary family in the place of the ancestor.

Zijian held the baby and sat on the huge couch in the middle.

Zhu yuanbiyang sits at the top of the two rows of cushions below.

They are surrounded by a few smaller girls.

Zijian's father, with a group of male slaves, stood at the door.

"Zhang Xuan, come and sit with me!" Zijian waved to Zhang Xuan.

"This..."

Zhang Xuan was stunned.

"Come and sit at home. There's no need to be polite!"

Zijian said in a tone of command.

"All right."

Zhang Xuan and Zijian sat on the huge couch in the middle.

"Father, sit down, too!"

Zijian waved her hand again and let her father and some male slaves of high status sit down.

"Sister, who are Zhang Xuan and the child?"

Zhu Yuan looks at Zhang Xuan and Shenying and frowns.

"Thanks to them for saving my life this time..."

Zijian said all the things about this expedition, encountering ambush and meeting Zhang Xuan.

"Elder sister, you can't let him be the king of the family!"

After hearing this, Zhu yuanbiyang immediately stood up.

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