"Li Xiang, the Crown Prince of the Lower Kingdom, pays homage to the Angel of the Upper Kingdom"
"Are you fucking Li Xiang, the one who killed his own father?"
Li Xiang was about to greet the envoys with the ceremony of welcoming angels, but he was startled by a young voice and his body stiffened. However, Li Xiang, who had been struggling in the hell-level political struggle in North Korea, quickly adjusted himself. mentality.
"What is this angel saying? Could it be that I, Li Xiang, am an unfaithful and unfilial person?" Li Xiang quickly changed his face and glared at the young general on the horse with an insulted look.
"Stop fucking talking about things that are and are not, what nonsense, answer my question! I'm asking you, are you..."
"General Jiang must not be rude!"
Seeing that Li Xiang had not been deceived, Jia Zhu, who looked like a good old man, secretly said it was a pity and quickly stopped Jiang Huan, who was smiling more and more.
"Tsk, give it to me with the surname Li."
"Jiang Huan!"
The young minister of Honglu Temple led the Minister of Rites, Chu Xiuyuan, to shout at Jiang Huan!
".snort!"
Jiang Huan snorted and glared at Li Xiang, who was ashen-faced. He jumped off the horse and stood obediently beside Chu Xiuyuan.
There is no way, and I don't know why, this old guy has a close relationship with his father. He holds a handwritten letter from his father, telling him that Jiang Huan must listen to him, otherwise. Otherwise.
"Otherwise, I will let your father fulfill your engagement and let you marry that 300-pound fat girl!" Chu Xiuyuan looked at Jiang Huan, whose face was turning green, with a smile and a very kind tone.
"I, I, you, whatever you say is what you say." Jiang Huan turned his head with a depressed face, extremely frustrated.
"Hahaha, this is the crown prince, right? Foreign Minister Honglu Temple Shaoqing has met the crown prince."
"Ah hahaha, the crown prince of Fan State, Li Xiang, pays homage to the angel of heaven!"
As if nothing had happened, Li Xiang straightened up again and faced Chu Xiuyuan, saluting solemnly without finding a single fault.
He finally saw that this group of Qi people were just looking for trouble, the kind that wanted to stir up trouble without any reason.
Although I don’t know what their purpose is, with this attitude, it is definitely not good for me!
"The angel must be very tired after traveling all the way. I have already prepared a banquet, and I hope the angel will appreciate it."
"It's easy to say, but I have to settle the brothers before I can go. Send your best meals to satisfy my three thousand brothers! The fodder and beans are also sent to me. I brought them These three thousand war horses are so valuable that they cannot afford coarse food!"
Jiang Huan couldn't help but jumped out again and began to emphasize that he had brought three thousand elite cavalry here.
Chu Xiuyuan and Jia Zhu were envoys and deputy envoys, and they only needed to contact the North Korean court. But he was different. He was the military director of the envoy, and he had three thousand soldiers and horses to take care of and raise!
"Don't worry, General, I, North Korea, will definitely comply with your orders." Li Xiang could no longer maintain his composure, A Xi, this bastard is simply too deceptive!
"Ahem, then I'll trouble you, Prince Wang." Jia Zhu hurriedly stepped forward to relieve the siege.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. General Jiang loves his soldiers as much as his sons. This is his true nature."
"You know."
Snapped!
Chu Xiuyuan couldn't bear it any longer and slapped Jiang Huan on the head. Jiang Huan staggered and wanted to curse, but thinking about the 300-pound girl, she immediately regained her senses...
With a cold snort, he held his head and hid aside.
"Tch, this kid from Qi State seems to be confused at first glance. Is he here to gain seniority?"
"Maybe, how old is he? The Huangkou boy looks like he is the heir of a big shot."
The North Koreans on the side began to whisper, watching Jiang Huan's eyes slowly change from attention to contempt.
I originally thought he was a child prodigy of Qi, but judging from his performance, he turned out to be a second-generation ancestor with a sick brain!
"It's getting late. Angels, please?"
Li Xiang readjusted his mentality and held his hand towards Chu Xiuyuan with a fake smile.
We can no longer spend time here with these gods.
"Haha, Prince Wang, please!"
As if he was not the one who just hit the person, Chu Xiuyuan smiled and cupped his hands towards Li Xiang, holding hands with him and heading towards the post house. The two Korean squads also followed them and left.
Jia Zhu, who was following the team and not many people came to talk to him, and Jiang Huan, who was disliked by everyone within a quarter of an hour, looked at the crowd that was gradually moving away and smiled at each other.
. . . . . .
Xiyuan was rarely busy today.
The kings, nobles and even some high-ranking officials, all dressed in their respective robes, gathered under the shed set up by the Xiyuan Lake, sitting there waiting for something.
Jia Hui, who was wearing a black narrow-sleeved round-neck robe with gold-woven red bird pattern and a big hat with turquoise beads on her head, naturally sat in the middle of the nobles, chatting and chatting with others.
Today is a great day. Today is the graduation performance of Antong Bayar, the last Great Khan of the former Yuan Dynasty. After the emperor shouts "good", his two-year training period is over and he can officially join the teaching department. Got to work.
But after all, he is the former Great Khan of the Meng Yuan Dynasty and the An Le Gong of Da Qi. He dances for the royal family every year on the third festival and the fourth birthday of the emperor and his wife, and the emperor and his wife. There is nothing else. Others want to see it. , it depends on whether people are willing to dance!
Therefore, today, all the clan nobles in Manshen City who are qualified to enter Xiyuan came with their families, and the Jia family was no exception.
Not only was there an old lady outside the main house, but as the duke's concubine registered by Zongzheng Temple, she even had a seventh-grade concubine that Jia Hui earned for him (killed many gangsters and robbers) The 'mastermind' behind the scene), Aunt Yue, who was still pregnant, was also brought over by Jia Hui.
The Lin family also came together.
Lin Ruhai originally planned to take his family back to the newly restored Lin Mansion after getting the new position, but this happened when the Second Saint wanted to hunt west. Lin Ruhai and Jia Min discussed it and decided to wait until the second half of the year to return to Shendu. The new mansion will be opened later.
As for Chang'an, after all, the Lin family was descended from the five generations of nobles and nobles of the previous dynasty, so they naturally had a house in Chang'an.
"Speaking of Xiyuan, it reminds me of the days when we played in Xiyuan in Peiping when I was a child," an earl said with some regret.
"Yes, I still remember that there were many golden pigs in Xiyuan Pond."
"Koi pigs? Ah, you're talking about those fat koi fish!"
"That's right, those koi were fed like piglets!" Jia Hui also came over.
"Yes, yes, those koi fish look festive, but they are too fat and oily, so they don't taste good when grilled."
"Hey, how dare you eat Xiyuan's koi!"
"What's so daring about this? This was the house of the old Lord Nine, and my brother Guangyuan took me to bake it! First use fish food to gather the fish, then use a slingshot to hit the fish that surfaced and catch them with a net. ." Speaking of his old friend who had died young, the Marquis who spoke was very disappointed, causing everyone to fall silent.
Almost every one of them had friends who were from the clan, but almost all of those clan friends were massacred by Dong Gong Liu in retaliation that night.
Seeing that his words had caused everyone to fall into bad memories, the Marquis quickly continued.
"Then run away quickly, go to their respective territories to light fires and kill fish, and eat quickly, otherwise you will easily encounter the emperor coming to snatch the fish!"
"Yes, yes, if the emperor catches it, not only will the fish be snatched away by the emperor, but it will also be dragged to the plate!" Uncle complained.
"Not only will I be beaten in Xiyuan, but when I get home after finishing the beating, I will also be beaten again by my father and the old man!"
Everyone's interest finally rose and we started chatting again.
From how to grill fish to delicious, how to kill fish with one hit, to whether to relive childhood again, the more we talk, the more outrageous it becomes.
"Alas, I don't know where I put my precious slingshot. I can't find it no matter how hard I look for it. Oh my god, I saved up my monthly salary for nearly half a year before going to Hongji to order it!"
"Customized? What's so special about this thing? Isn't it just a matter of finding a Y-shaped tree branch and then tying it with a piece of beef tendon?"
".I used the branches of small-leaf red sandalwood and yak tendon from the plateau."
"It doesn't cost much, right? Even if the branches are made of small-leaf rosewood, are they still pruned scraps?"
"Then I also inlaid some gold and silver on the handle of the slingshot. I also inlaid two pieces of gemstones from my wife's dressing box where the beef tendons were tied."
"Good guy, did you use all your good steel on the knife handle? And my aunt didn't beat you to death."
"Look, look, this is the slingshot my dad made for me!"
The tender voice of a child reached the ears of the nobles, and Jia Hui and others all looked over there.
In the distance, a plump little fat man held up a round and cute little slingshot, showing off to the children opposite him.
"So what? I have one too, and it's better than yours!"
A little boy with a snotty nose glanced at the fat man with disdain, and took out a longer ash wood slingshot from the small leather bag hanging on his waist.
"Look, this is mine. Is it better than yours?" The little boy handed the slingshot to the little fat man and raised his eyebrows at the little fat man provocatively.
"So, so what, my dad made this for me himself!"
"My grandfather made this for me! It's more powerful than yours!"
"My awesomeness!"
"Mine is better!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
The two children were pressed against each other, chest to chest, glaring at each other, neither letting go of the other.
The little fat man was bigger, but the kid with the snot was taller, and for a while there was a stalemate.
"Humph, what are you arguing about? None of you can do that!"
A group of young boys passing by suddenly stopped beside the children and looked at the two slingshots with disdain, causing the two children to glare.
"Come on, come on, come and see my baby, let these little brats open their eyes today!"
Then, the little boy took it out of the cowhide bag at his waist.
A slingshot studded with gold and silver jewels.
"What do you think, ah? Look at this ruby, look at this gold and silver pattern, ah, try the feel of this grip again, and try this strong tendon again!"
The young man was intoxicated as he played with the slingshot he found in his father's study. He even took out a sun-dried clay pill from the small bag on his waist and pulled the slingshot in a pretentious manner. A cicada on the tree shattered. It made the little beans exclaim in surprise.
"Hey, hey, hey." Feeling the admiring gazes, the young boy felt proud for a moment, not even feeling that anyone was walking behind him.
Snapped!
His shoulders sank, instantly interrupting the boy's fantasy, making him furious, and he turned around and started to curse.
Then he saw his father, whose face turned black to carbon.
"Okay, okay, you really stole my slingshot. Come on, son, daddy wants to get closer to you, get closer!"
"Daddy, daddy, if my son steals from me, it doesn't count as stealing. At most, it counts as taking!"
It's okay not to say this. As soon as the Marquis was mentioned, he was instantly furious. Without any explanation, he grabbed his ears and walked farther and farther along with the dog's cry for father and mother.
. . . . . .
Soon it was time for An Tong to perform on stage.
As a crisp bell rang, everyone quickly fell silent. After shouting long live to the two saints and three saints who were walking slowly, they sat down quietly.
As soon as they entered Xiyuan, they carried Jia She, who was missing in the small office, and also carried the little fat man covered with jade pendants back to the platform of Jia's house.
Ding~
The crisp sound of copper bells rang, and a young man wearing a colorful Mongol costume and a white feather cymbal helmet came out with dancing steps, leading all the dancers to salute to the two saints sitting in the center. He took another deep look at the Jia family, and finally bowed bravely.
That was the direction of Mang Gesi who destroyed his country!
"Well, he is still a man of the Central Plains. When I saw him in Mobei before, he was so tanned. He was completely unlike his mother, Boyan Hudu." Seeing An Tong salute to him, Jia Hui He also bowed his hand to him in return, then turned his head and said to Li Wan.
"Ah, sir, don't I think this An Le Gong is quite handsome?" Looking at the graceful young man on the stage who began to dance slowly to the music of the orchestra behind him, if he hadn't known his identity, Li Wan would have thought he was What kind of fair scholar is this?
"He was raised in the Jiaofang Division. In the past two years, this kid looked exactly like his father, Bilige Khan. Now he looks exactly like Boyan Hudu. She was the pearl of the prairie back then."
Jia Hui grinned.
"Oh, is Boyan suddenly beautiful?" Li Wan asked casually, holding Xiaoyanei in his arms, sitting on a chair and watching the performance seriously.
"Of course it is." He was about to blurt out that you two have your own merits, but Jia Hui still felt a vague sense of oppression around him and quickly changed his words.
"Of course it is. Madam is more beautiful."
"Virtue." Li Wan nodded, indicating that you recognize him.
"When the moon rises, your kind words will be my companion by my side~
When the rising sun rises in the east, the road to you is like the embrace of the sun~
When the moon rises, the stars gradually disappear, and my path is no longer blocked~
When the rising sun rises in the east, the road to you is like the embrace of the sun."
Coming from Mobei, the ancient Turkic song "When the Moon Rises" was sung by Antong Bayar, the last Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty Khan.
The bright moon, when it rises~
Your figure, which is whiter and brighter than the bright moon, reflects into my arms~
When the sun rises~
The road leads to your embrace as warm as the sun~
The bright moon, when it rises~
The road at night stretches into the distance, and the horses have also fallen asleep~
When the sun rises~
The road leads to your embrace as warm as the sun~
your arms...
Ay dounca,
aydan ak düün girer koynuma
Gün doar,
yol olur günden barna.
Ay dounca,
yollarm uzar; atlar uykuda
Gün doar,
yol olur günden barna barna barna
(End of chapter)
