Chapter 670： satisfy

  Sanglin's two sons both died in the confrontation with the imperial court. Although the imperial court was Dazhou, not Daqi, in his opinion, they were both Han people's courts, and they were the same.

Especially his favorite eldest son, it is impossible not to hate the Han people, but before the Xixia soldiers were rampant, and most of his people were killed and injured, it was Qi Haoran who led the Xixia soldiers out and gave them a way to survive. Recognizing that he was incapable of fighting against the Qi brothers, he surrendered closely behind Ji An when Da Qi recruited An.

This is emotion and reason.

Now, he still doesn't like Qi Haoran, who is a Han Chinese, but he is very polite to him, even flattering, and only hopes that he will not anger the entire Miao village because of his second son.

Seeing the sadness in Sang Lin's eyes, Qi Haoran was satisfied. Although it was painful, he still chose the overall situation. In this case, Qi Haoran didn't mind selling him.

Qi Haoran knocked on the table and asked, "I don't know what is the relationship between Young Master Zhong and Dali?"

Sang Lin's face sank, and it took a long time to say: "Miaomin's life is sad, the Han people and us often lower the price and raise the price when doing business, there is no way, we can only barter with Dali, it is just a simple business transaction, as for the second child, he privately What's going on with Dali, but I don't know, if the lord doesn't believe it, I can call him and you can interrogate him."

"Chief Mullin is very kind. The reason why I only brought twenty personal guards this time is that I don't want to make things too ugly."

Sang Lin's expression softened slightly.

Qi Haoran continued: "But Dali's wolf ambitions, this king can't help but guard against it. Back then, when the Great Zhou state was in trouble, Dali could take the opportunity to break away from the country, and now they can take advantage of my Daqi's new construction and then divide my Daqi country."

Sang Lin's heart skipped a beat, sat up slightly and asked, "So what does the lord mean?"

Qi Haoran said with a smile: "Chief Sanglin, in fact, this time I came to see the chief, and this king has something to ask for." Qi Haoran said with a straight face: "This king has a son who is two years old, but he still can't speak. , I heard that Miao doctors are very good, so I want to ask you to help me find a powerful Miao doctor."

Confusion flashed in Sang Lin's eyes, and he wasn't sure what Qi Haoran meant.

Qi Haoran added: "Every time this king sees him being naughty, he is angry and happy. He is a father. This king thinks, as long as he still thinks about the love between father and son, his heart will be the same. Although children make mistakes, they are angry. But it is also unavoidable that he must wipe his **** clean for him. Young Master Zhong is wrong, but as long as he has not really taken that step, it is not too late to rein in his horse. "

Sang Lin burst into tears, holding Qi Haoran's hand and crying like a child, "Your Highness, what you said went to my heart, I have given birth to eleven sons, and now seven are the only ones left. There are four, go for another one, I feel bad for the old man..."

Qi Haoran's eyes were slightly warm, and he thought of the little bear who was still trying to babble. He was just acting, but at this time, he also showed his sincerity, and he really felt it. He patted Sang Lin on the shoulder and said: "This is I will report the matter to the sage, and the sage will forgive him, as long as Young Master Zhong doesn’t make any mistakes, the matter will be over.”

Sang Lin stiffened, raised his old face full of tears and asked, "Your Highness..."

"The Holy Master will forgive me," Qi Haoran said with a stern face: "The Holy Master is also a father and the most kind-hearted."

Sang Lin did not believe in the kindness of an emperor, but he was willing to believe that the emperor was an older brother. Seeing Qi Haoran's expression did not seem to be false, he really felt a kind father, and hope rose in his heart.

This matter is really going to be a clear path for the emperor. There are only two results. The emperor did not agree to forgive the second child, so he pulled him out and chopped him up.

The emperor is willing to look at Qi Haoran's face and let it go, then even if this incident breaks out, the second child can save his life.

After all, Qi Haoran was willing to let him go, but their private discussion was different from an emperor willing to let him go openly.

Sang Lin immediately knelt down and held Qi Haoran's hand tightly, "Thank you, my lord, rest assured, I will take good care of the renegade son and prevent him from doing any more wrong things. I will also try my best to find the doctor Miao, and I will live up to it. your trust."

Outside the door, Sanglin's only seven remaining sons were looking at the door, and they were a little surprised to see Qi Haoran and Sanglin appear together.

The two little ones, who were slightly surprised, became happy, thinking that their father and Chief Ji'an had made friends with the prince, but the other five who knew the inside story looked at each other, and they were a little surprised.

Sang Linzhong had a gloomy face and looked at his father anxiously.

Standing on the steps, Qi Haoran nodded slightly to Sanglin's seven sons, and once again sighed in his heart that Sanglin and his wife could have a good life. His eyes swept over his three broken-armed and lame sons, and he focused on it. Glancing at Sang Linzhong and Sang Linji, smiled and said goodbye to Sang Lin.

Chief Sanglin respectfully sent the person to the gate of the village, promising: "Don't worry, my lord, I will try my best to find the person."

Qi Haoran said gratefully: "Then I will trouble the chief."

Qi Haoran was very satisfied with this line of work. He not only formally conquered Bisha Miao Village, but also furthered his relationship with Chief Sanglin. He also inquired about the specific process of their transaction with Dali, and even got Sanglin's assurance that he would find a way to let him pass them. The caravan made a trip to Dali.

And Chief Sanglin was also very satisfied. Although he sighed in his heart, he had to say that he was a little grateful to Qi Haoran at this time. After all, because of him, he might be able to keep a son.

Although the second son is a jerk, he has been raising him for more than 30 years. After the death of the eldest son, he has been helping to deal with the affairs of the village. How could he be willing to abandon it like this?

Chief Sanglin waved goodbye to Qi Haoran. As soon as he turned around, a smiling face fell. He looked at the second child gloomily, and said solemnly, "Come with me."

The seven sons walked to the main room and stood up, the fifth one leaning on a cane and slowing down two steps.

Sang Lin's eyes swept across the faces of the sons, looking at the two sons who were under the age of eight and who were still somewhat ignorant, and said, "You stand by the side."

The two little ones looked at each other and stood aside hand in hand.

Sang Lin looked at the fourth and seventh with a broken arm and the fifth with a broken leg. He couldn't bear it, and said, "Sit down."

The three brothers looked at each other and sat on the chair beside each other.

Sang Lin looked at the second and third standing in the middle with blood-red eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you know why I want to leave the two of you alone?"

Sang Linzhong trembled and did not speak. Sang Linji gritted his teeth and finally knelt on the ground and said, "Abba, I'm sorry."

Sang Lin was so angry that he kicked him on the chest and kicked the person out. "Why didn't you say sorry when you were standing by? He's your brother, and you just saw him make a mistake?"