According to the records given by Guan Haotian to Gu fan, Dali is located in the southwest border, where the barbarians live in compact communities and are very difficult to manage. Most of them call themselves "southerners" and call the people of the Beidou Dynasty "northerners". Although in our Dynasty, many barbarian leaders attached themselves to the north one after another and got the official posts granted by the Beidou Dynasty and the wealth of wife and children granted by the Tuchang, the barbarians were not very friendly to the northerners.

This also makes the situation in Dali very complicated. For example, just now, Guan Haotian's guards just looked at the brightly dressed southerner girl on the side of the road, and found that the southerner boy next to him touched the waist knife in his arms, which seemed a little unhappy. Gu fan's eyes at this time were attracted by a group of people passing by. She saw a young girl in a long skirt and a tassel feather hat. Surrounded by a group of men, she came face to face. A long skirt was like a hot flame, like a maple leaf in late autumn, wrapping her delicate figure. Gu fan was on her wrist, I saw a string of small golden bells, no more, no less, just seven. Gu fan felt a shock in his heart, and his eyes to the girl were different. He clearly recognized the string of bells, not many, not many. It was just seven bells. When they moved in the wind, they could emit seven different tones, which seemed to be a beautiful piece of music, but what was hidden under the music was the most cruel killing! This is not inferior to Jingkui sword and Longxi sword, qiyinling!

As if aware of Gu fan's eyes, several men around the girl turned around, looked at Gu fan with vigilance and hostility, and exchanged with each other in native language. One of the men pulled out his belt half an inch to Gu fan, took it back, and made a heavy hum from his nose, which seemed to be a warning, Then he quickly followed the crowd forward.

With the girl's light footstep, the sound of Qingyue's bell is gradually moving away. Gu fan just recovered from his trance, but he saw Huan Lingyue beside him. He turned his lips and said, "how are you, good-looking?"

Gu fan looked at her mouth slightly raised, with a slightly mean tone. With a smile in his heart, he sneered and said: "of course, it's good-looking, at least better than the one around me..."

Yes? You don't have a soul when you see a beautiful woman? " She looked at Gu fan with slight disdain and said, "such a small girl, you all have that idea. You are really a beast in clothes!"

. It has to be said that although Huan Lingyue has always been wearing a mask, it is not difficult to guess that she is a beautiful woman who is extremely beautiful, regardless of her figure or skin type. Gu fan, after all, is a young man. The beautiful thoughts in his heart are like weeds that grow wildly in spring. Wildfires can't be burnt out and the spring breeze blows again. It's basically impossible to eradicate them.

Gu fan was reminded by her words, he laughed, touched his nose, seemed to ease the embarrassment just now, said: "huanlingyue, the weather is getting hotter and hotter recently..."

"Yes, the flies are buzzing." Huan Ling month takes over Gu fan's words stubble, lose no time to satirize a way.

The motorcade advanced for about an hour. At noon, the outline of a big city appeared in front of the motorcade. The eaves on the upper floor of the city imitated the architectural style of the Chinese soil city defense, and even the turret and arrow tower. From a distance, you can see the word "Dali" written in Chinese characters on the blue stone plaque. As the wheels of the carriage rotate, the motorcade will follow the rippling lake, and what you can see by the water is a green mountain. Li Xiaolang saw that Gu fan was fascinated by the surrounding scenery, so he decided to go to the carriage and said to Gu fan, "little Marquis, this lake is Erhai Lake..." with his right hand holding the reins, he pointed to the green mountains in the distance with his left hand and said, "there is Cangshan Mountain, Erhai moon, Cangshan snow is our scenic spot. You must go to have a look when you have time!"

Gu fan nodded slightly and looked at the mountains in the distance, reflecting the quiet blue water. He could not help sighing: "a stream of water encircles Cangshan, Cangshan embraces the ancient city. Despite the hot weather here, Dali is really a fairy like place!"

"Xiao Hou ye, my ancestral home is Jiaozhou. I've been used to it since I came to Dali for three years." Li Xiaolang said with a smile.

"Oh?" Gu fan looked at Li Xiaolang's childish face and asked, "how old were you when you joined the army?"

"When he was 12 years old, he joined the army. First he followed the northern marquis to guard the coastal defense in Jiaozhou, and later he was transferred to Dali with the marquis."

Gu fan gave a "Oh" and nodded slightly. Just between them, the motorcade had entered Dali city.

The shops and houses in Dali city are distributed in a checkerboard shape. It is obvious that the builders imitated the style of China. The motorcade bypassed three main streets and stopped in a magnificent building. When Gu fan got out of the car, he saw that the main body of the building was white, made of high-grade marble. The nobleness revealed the unique foreign customs, and even a bit of Royal luxury. Around the building, thousands of guards holding Ge were like black sculptures, motionless, forming a sharp contrast with the pure white walls.

Li Xiaolang went to Gu fan's back and said, "little Marquis, Dali in the former dynasty once established itself as the Nanzhao state, but later it was pacified by our Dynasty. This building is the Nanzhao palace. Most of it was destroyed in the war, but now it has been rebuilt by Yingbei Marquis, and part of it has been changed into Dali garrison house..."

Have an ulterior motive, but Guan Haotian has been rebuilt and changed to Dali's house of government. But it is a bit wrong. If no one stabbed it, Dali has the final say in Dali. But if someone is reported to the Ministry of war by ulterior motives, it will not be a crime of overstepping two words. And it may be that "supporting the army with self-respect and intent on rebellion" is a big crime enough to implicate the nine ethnic groups.

Gu fan looked at Guan Haotian with a trace of worry. At this time, it was noon. Surrounded by more than a dozen guards, they entered the restaurant. Some maids and servants had already arranged the food and wine, and passed them on one by one. On that table, there are several Dali specialties, such as fish in casserole, chicken with papaya, pork with fire, and so on. They are bright in color, fragrant, and can't help but stir your fingers. Guan Haotian himself is also addicted to alcohol. He opens several pots of Tianlu, which is treasured in the mansion. The guards take turns to serve Guan Haotian. It's a pleasure for you to come and go at the banquet.