(Sick, unstoppable abdominal pain, weak body, very uncomfortable, that's all for today, if I can't stand it tomorrow, I will ask everyone for leave.)
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In the black night sky, the stars are so beautiful that it makes one's heart palpitate. The pale silver light shines in the crescent sea below the mountain, reflecting countless blinking eyes. The grass by the lake is soft and the wind is gentle, as if whispering to a sleeping person. Countless tents spread out from around the Crescent Sea to the depths of the grassland. There were faint lights reflecting the stars on the sky, while more herdsmen's tents were dark and quiet, bathed in starlight.
Fan Xian's hand holding the cylinder froze slightly, and he watched the movement near the king's tent by the Crescent Sea without moving. It was not until a long time later that he put down the cylinder, bowed his head and knees, and fell into deep thought.
Xihu Shanyu walked into the small tent and did not come out after a long time. In the surrounding darkness, there should be experts from the Hu clan guarding them, but the entire defense system is much looser than usual, and probably this Shanyu is unwilling, as the experts from the royal court are too close to that tent. .
Who lives in that little tent? Fan Xian pursed his parched lips, feeling slightly depressed. This discovery may be a little weird, even weirder than Wei Wucheng's chance encounter, but Fan Xian didn't suspect anything—the barbarian would never imagine that someone could watch everything by the Crescent Sea from a high mountain.
This is not something manpower can do. Science and technology are primary productive forces. Fan Xian stroked the cylindrical telescope lightly with his fingers and licked his lips. Instead of leaving, he waited quietly until Shan Yu came from Walked out of the tent.
Over thirty years old, Xihu was wearing a thin cloak, but his saber was not by his side. After walking out of the tent, he turned his head and bowed slightly. Judging by his expression, he seemed unwilling to leave.
A mocking sneer appeared on the corner of Fan Xian's lips.
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A few days later, the major commercial houses in the Central Plains began to bargain with the dignitaries and dignitaries in the Xihu King's Court for the relevant goods brought in this trip, and in order to wait for the figures who rushed over from the tents of the two sage kings, the time was delayed by two days. day.
Wang Ting showed his favor to these merchants for the sake of possible material import in the future, but this autumn sale itself is also a luxury fair with a huge amount. The princes and nobles of Xihu have the most abundant resources on the entire grassland. They don't know how many gold gems they have in their hands, and they use them to buy luxury goods in the Central Plains without blinking an eye.
But even so, it took four or five days for the Central Plains merchants to sell all their stocks. During these four or five days, Mu Feng'er, on behalf of the Shazhou No. 1 Commercial Company, was also befriending the barbarians and earning a small amount of money, while Fan Xian simply performed his duties and began to circle around. Walking in Crescent Sea, or looking, or being looked at.
It has to be said that with his true identity, it was a very arrogant and even stupid behavior to make such a move in the center of Xihu Royal Court.
The center of his brows was pulled closer, the tip of his brows was glued upwards, his skin color changed slightly, but what remained unchanged was his still handsome face. So when he was walking on the meadows and sand dunes near the Crescent Sea, he would always be greeted by countless pairs of blazing and fiery gazes.
Although the women of the Hu tribe are not as open as the people of the Central Plains slandered, their attitude towards feelings and handsome men is definitely much more enthusiastic. If Fan Xian can show off the muscles hidden under his clothes, I believe this enthusiasm will be like autumn A fire in his body directly devoured him.
It's just that he didn't want to develop an impossible affair in the Hu family. He walked around the Crescent Sea, just chatting with Wei Wucheng. Of course, did he have any hidden ideas in his subconscious to attract the attention of another person? do not know either.
The conversation with Wei Wucheng went very well. This young man from the Northern Qi Dynasty probably stayed on the grassland for a long time. It is rare to meet such a good conversation partner as Fan Xian. From time to time, he would come to talk to him. During the conversation, Fan Xian gradually figured out some things, but in the last two days, maybe Wei Wucheng had received some kind of warning, so he seemed to pay more attention to his words. At the same time, Fan Xian also found that there were a few more pairs of attention around his body.
Fortunately, it didn't cause too many problems. The princes and nobles in the king's tent mainly focused on the businessmen and the forces behind the businessmen. Fan Xian, the little boy in the eyes of a barbarian, was not very eye-catching. , He still climbed up the steep lonely mountain on time every night, holding a telescope, spying on everything by the Crescent Sea.
In the middle of the night, Shan Yu didn't leave his king's tent and go to that small tent every day, but the frequency was particularly high. Fan Xian had already checked clearly that the small tents behind Wang's tent were the residences of ordinary Hu tribe maidservants, so it was not surprising.
The strange thing is why Shan Yu went there. The strange thing is that Fan Xian and Mu Feng'er found that it is very difficult to get close to those small tents. There are many people secretly protecting that small tent and separating it from The world by the Crescent Sea is isolated.
After squatting for four nights in a row, Fan Xian became more and more convinced of his deduction, but he couldn't help thinking slightly, that the master on the grassland seemed to be too respectful.
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Chilechuan,
under the yin mountain,
The sky is like a dome,
Cover the four fields.
the sky is gray,
wild,
When the wind blows the grass, the cattle and sheep are low.
"Does anyone know where Chilechuan is? Does Yinshan refer to the mountain behind Haizi?"
Many tents near the royal court have been withdrawn, and the area around Crescent Sea has become empty and quiet. Those herdsmen who live by water and grass each have their own destinations, without the goods brought by the merchants from the Central Plains, the leaders of the tribes lead their own people home, and the attraction of the royal court to them has continued to this day. It is still far inferior to the commodities in the Central Plains.
In a quiet tent, Wei Wucheng, who has been a nuclear collector in the inner warehouse of Xihu Royal Court for a year, held a piece of paper in his hand and asked his companions. It has been a year since they came to the grassland, and they helped Shan Yu handle political affairs, collect intelligence, and played an important role in the prosperity of the royal court. Now that the Qing army's autumn hunting has ended, the grassland is preparing for the arrival of the cold winter, and there is no major battle to prepare for, so Wei Wucheng began to make old mistakes.
"Do you think you are still going to the capital? Do you think you can still take the imperial examination?" A companion was obviously not in a good mood, and said mockingly: "When I have nothing to do all day long, I read poems and songs, and don't read them. See where this is."
Wei Wucheng was not annoyed either, he laughed and said, "This little poem was a gift from a friend, and it described the scenery of the grassland very well, so I wrote it down, but I don't understand two of them very well."
These people tasted it carefully and found that this is indeed the case. This small poem is simple in words and sentences, but it is full of grandeur. It is really not something ordinary people can write.
In this way, the song "Day, Wild and Boundless" began to be remembered by people, and then spread to the hands of Hu people around the royal court, and was translated into Hu language, and began to be sung softly by Hu women wielding their whips.
The rumors are not widely circulated, but rumors are better than a telescope, it has wings, and it is even more wonderful than Ye Liuyun's lightness.
A maidservant carrying a goat's milk urn heard it as she passed the tent. Standing outside the tent, she gently put down the pottery urn, stared blankly for a while, then wiped her milk-stained palm on her clothes.
Shan Yu also knew about this little poem that night, but he didn't pay much attention to it. A lord and king has too many things to consider, and he didn't think that this little poem could bring any problems. , asked a few words at will. Knowing that Wei Wucheng heard it from those businessmen, he didn't care about it anymore.
Those merchants from the Central Plains had already left the royal court for three days, so they went to chase them back just for a small speech
Shan Yu didn't care much about this matter, so when he found out that the maid carrying the goat milk urn suddenly disappeared the next day, he was furious, as if someone had taken away a very important piece of his heart. treasure.
Fortunately, the servant girl left a letter, advising him to be safe and not to get bored, and she would return as soon as he went. Only then did Shan Yu stop the idea of sending cavalry to hunt down those Central Plains businessmen.
The autumn grass in the prairie was long and desolate, covering the roads leading to all directions of Wang Ting. Of course, there were no roads on the prairie, and the horses trampled more, and there were naturally roads.
Just when Wang Ting went to Qingzhou, it took more than a day to travel, and there was a large flat desert, which was extremely quiet, and the autumn sun was low, full of chilling intentions.
The woman dressed as a maid walked out of the long grass like this, and then she saw the young man opposite.
A young man with a smile on his face and deep disappointment in his eyes.
The young man looked at the woman whom he had not seen for three years, at her face, at her eyes that were still like a lake, no, clearer than the crescent sea, at her hands beside her, and said : "You're tanned."
Begonia Duoduo, who has been missing for more than two years, has now become an ordinary maid in the Xihu Royal Court. She looked at Fan Xian, but did not speak. In her clear eyes, she spoke silently.
Fan Xian stared into her eyes and said, "I have been waiting for you here for two days... Or, you have been waiting for me on the grassland for two years?" Support the author, support genuine!)