Chu Ling leaned on the Taishi's chair and looked at Yunchuan in front of him. He was a little curious as to why this noblewoman of the Yunhai tribe under the rule of Beiting came to see him.
"Ahem~"
Heliantuo coughed twice and glared at Chu Ling with dissatisfaction, "Isn't it a little too impolite for you to stare at my master like this? When did Fengchao scribes become so superficial?"
"First of all, I don't just stare, but I appreciate it."
Chu Ling lifted up the sleeves of her robe, looked at the dissatisfied Heliantuo, and said calmly: "Everyone has the right to appreciate beauty, and I am no exception. Secondly, I am not a scribe, but an ordinary person."
"Then it's still the same."
Helen Tuo snorted coldly.
"no the same."
Chu Ling picked up the tea cup at hand and took a sip, "Staring is staring, admiring is appreciating. These are two different states."
He is different from others.
Yun Chuan, who was silent, looked at Chu Ling with his smart and clear eyes. Chu Ling looked at her just now, his eyes were very clean and untainted by anything else.
Unlike other people who see her with greedy and dirty eyes.
It's been so long since I've been here in Xanadu, this is the second time Yunchuan has encountered such a look.
"Chu Shixian is worthy of being the first leader of the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society."
Yun Chuan calmed down, smiled slightly through the gauze and said, "I hope Chu Shixian will forgive me for my abrupt visit today."
"Chu is not a poet, just call me Chu Ling, the Ling who towers over the valleys and into the sky."
Chu Ling put down the tea cup and said, "After you come and have a drink, go look for Mr. Chu, isn't it just to praise Mr. Chu?"
Chu Ling's attitude was very calm, even vaguely alienated. Both Yunchuan and Heliantuo could feel it, which made Heliantuo feel more dissatisfied.
His master was born into a noble family, and even though Chu Ling was selected as the top candidate in the Wangyou Lake Poetry Society by Zhaoyan Academy, he was still a scholar after all.
Even if his master left Beiting and came to Xanadu, there was a sense of being a hostage, but on the surface, Feng Chao allowed his master to go to Xanadu to study in the name of invitation.
The tribal warriors in Northern Xinjiang are really all straight people.
Seeing Heliantuo's dissatisfaction, a smile appeared on Chu Ling's lips. He didn't know much about Yun Chuan in front of him, but Yun Haibu knew better.
This is one of the most powerful subordinate tribes under the Beiting Protectorate established by Feng Chao. It has tens of thousands of people who control strings. Under the policy that does not allow the formation of tribal alliances, the Yunhai tribe is located in the Beiting area.
The influence is very strong, together with the Murong tribe, Tuoba tribe and Yuchi tribe, they are collectively known as the Four Pillars of Beiting.
It was precisely because of Yunchuan's background that Chu Ling didn't want to have much interaction with him.
"The Ling who towers over the valley and the sky, I knew I had chosen the wrong person."
Yun Chuan stood up with a smile and walked towards Chu Ling. The twist of his thin waist made Chu Ling take a second look. This was indeed a beauty in the world.
Chu Ling is also a veteran of flowers. What type of beauty has she not seen before?
But the Yun Chuan in front of him, aside from other things, exudes a temperament that some so-called celebrities cannot learn.
Appearance can be changed, manners can be corrected, but temperament cannot be improved.
"I worship Chu Shixian as my teacher."
Arriving in front of Chu Ling, Yun Chuan raised his hand and saluted, "Please Master Chu, please accept me as your disciple."
Become a master or a disciple?
Chu Ling raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Yun Chuan.
Chu Ling thought of several reasons for coming, but she didn't think of this one.
A noble girl from the Yunhai tribe wants to be his disciple. Chu Ling thinks it's funny when she thinks about it. Does someone with a background like Yunchuan need this?
"May I know why?"
Chu Ling said in a calm tone: "There are many great scholars living in Xanadu. Even if you want to become a disciple, it won't be Chu's turn, right?"
"Because they don't dare to teach!"
Heliantuo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and said: "My master just wants to further his studies so that he can leave Xanadu as soon as possible and return to the Yunhai tribe. Since my master went to Xanadu, he has contracted diseases several times. Xanadu..."
"Atuo!"
Yunchuan'e frowned slightly.
Heliantuo, who was originally angry, lowered his head.
He is also a poor person.
Chu Ling's eyes changed when she looked at Yunchuan. It was right when she thought about it. She had grown up in Northern Xinjiang since she was a child. It was normal for her not to adapt to the climate of other places.
"Then why did you come to Xanadu?"
Chu Ling said without changing her expression: "Since you are the noble daughter of Yunhai tribe, even if you want to worship, it seems that it is not your turn to come, right?"
"Because there's going to be a war."
Yunchuan said without reservation: "Since last year, the Beiting Protectorate has been planning a war to completely conquer the Beihu tribe to ensure the absolute stability of the northern border. It is not just my Yunchuan tribe, such as
Murong tribe, Tuoba tribe, Yuchi tribe and other Beiting tribes all sent their direct descendants to Shangdu for further study.
But I am the only woman.
Ever since I left Beiting and rushed to Xanadu, I have been a little uncomfortable. Of course, I miss my hometown more. I like the life on horseback."
Wherever there is water and soil, one person can be nourished.
For Yun Chuan, she doesn't like the life of Feng Chao. She likes the life of riding a horse and galloping freely on the boundless grassland.
From the time she came to Xanadu, she missed her hometown all the time. Yun Chuan hated the places she went to and from the bottom of her heart.
"Master Chu, can you accept me as your disciple?"
Yunchuan continued: "As long as you can teach me to write ten poems, I can leave Xanadu."
This idea is too ridiculous.
Chu Ling smiled and shook her head. Since Feng Chao was going to fight against the Beihu clans, how could he let her leave Xanadu before the war was over?
It was also at this moment that Chu Ling remembered that the things he had given to Duke Shun when he first came to Shangdu were related to the war in Beiting?
"You go back."
Thinking of this, Chu Ling raised his head and looked at Yun Chuan, "Even if you can really write ten poems, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave Xanadu."
Yun Chuan lowered his head in despair.
How could she not know that even if she did write poems, it would be difficult for her to leave Xanadu.
But she still wanted to give it a try, after all, it was the one who made the promise.
"My master has said so, and you just refuse like this?" Heliantuo's eyes widened angrily, he walked forward quickly, pointed angrily at Chu Ling and shouted: "They all say you are a poet, could it be that..."
"A-Tuo, let's go."
Yun Chuan lowered his head and said to the furious Heliantuo, which made Heliantuo endure the murderous intention and stared straight at Chu Ling, but in the end he said nothing.
"I'm disturbing Chu Shixian."
Yun Chuan bowed to Chu Ling, turned around and walked out. Looking at Yun Chuan's leaving figure, Chu Ling could feel her loss, but the reality was so cruel.
Under the grand strategy set by the wind, individuals seem so insignificant. No matter how noble their background is, if it can affect the stability of the grand strategy, they still have to make a choice.
Chu Ling just wanted to be carefree and free. He didn't want some things to affect his choice. Although Chu Ling sympathized with Yun Chuan, he didn't agree to her. Instead, he could give her a thought instead of being raped again at that moment.