Suddenly, the whole city was noisy, and there were bonfires everywhere in the night, like stars in the sky.

The horse-head fiddle and the huqin are playing melodiously, accompanied by rough or desolate singing. The rich aroma of wine and meat wafted away, and all kinds of smoke filled the sky over the big city outside the fortress into a large mist.

The bonfire festival is the most enthusiastic program of the Mongolian people, regardless of men, women and children, whether nobles and princes or commoners, they will sing and feast at this moment, regardless of whether they are high or low.

In the middle of the city, the largest bonfire is being lit, and it is where the most distinguished guests are entertained.

Su Mo finally woke up when the sun went down, and he woke up, but he felt refreshed, and all the fatigue caused by the previous overdraft dissipated. Not only that, but he could even faintly feel that the vitality in his mind had changed in some way this time.

This change was not enough to bring him closer to disintegration, but rather a kind of effect similar to essence refinement. This manifests itself in the ability of his God's perspective, which is to expand his horizon nearly twice as much again. Other abilities have also been improved to varying degrees.

Su Mo was overjoyed by this change.

"Young master, are you better?" the fat man came over for the first time and asked with concern.

Su Mo stretched and nodded, "It's never been so good." Is there any movement?"

The fat man first breathed a sigh of relief, then pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "What can there be, I really want to target the young master, for fear that we will find an excuse not to go." ”

In the afternoon, the Mongols came several times, all of them asking about Su Mo's situation, either explicitly or implicitly. In the evening, even a boy from the Umur came to visit in person, but before the fat man could attack, he was whipped away by Turuletu, who came with him.

"This princess..... alas, quite a good girl. The fat man sighed, and when he talked about Tululetu, his face was a little tangled. His chin was raised, and he pointed to the two extra bronze braziers in the house: "I am afraid that you will not tolerate the cold of the grassland, so I sent two more braziers and some spices, and sat next to them for a long time before leaving." ”

Su silently smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Fat, is the master a ruthless person?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, thought seriously, and said after a while: "No...... ......."

Su Mo's cheeks twitched, and he rolled his eyes and said, "Can you remove the last word?"

The fat man wiped his eyelids and didn't speak, thinking about all kinds of clips of the little girl being fooled along the way.......

Su Mo didn't know what he was thinking, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, and said angrily: "Ye is taking care of the overall situation, and it is also for her good, you know a fart." ”

The fat man pouted and disagreed.

Su Mo ignored him and walked out. As he walked, he chanted in a long voice: "If I had wings, I could fly to the blue sky without restraint." Do I have wings? No. Therefore, I could not fly over the mountains and over the grasslands, but if I had the hooves of a horse, I would be able to run freely in a thousand days. Do I have the hooves of a horse? No. So, I can only keep my feet on the ground and go through the thorns step by step......."

The fat man was dumbfounded, listening to this sentence that seemed to be a poem but not a poem, and seemed to be a word, and he didn't understand what it meant. But the strange intonation and sentence structure gave him an indescribable artistic conception, which made him extremely awkward.

What the young master is talking about, and why can't he understand it? Every word and sentence is straightforward and simple, but they can be connected together, but they are vague, as if they don't understand it.

Alas, he couldn't help but sigh dejectedly, and his heart was very depressed. It seems that his fate is still not enough, and the realm of reincarnated immortals is really not something that a mortal can covet.

But in an instant he was happy again. It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, as long as you follow the young master, are you still afraid of the day when you don't understand? Thinking so, he became happy again and quickly followed.

How did Su Mo know that he was thinking about it for a while, changed a few words of ruffian Cai's self-question, and then pulled it to the immortal path again? In his heart at the moment, there was more helplessness and guilt.

Tululetu's affection for himself, Rao is the prodigal son of his two lives, and he is also inexplicably moved. But that's why he's so entangled. You must know that after all, in this era, the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia are naturally hostile, and the contradictions are irreconcilable.

Therefore, if once he accepts Turuletu's feelings, how will the little girl deal with herself on the day of separation? On one side is the lover, on the other side is the father, and occasionally mixed with national hatred and family hatred, isn't this entanglement to be tortured to death?

This is not the obscenity in the novel, what kind of alien princess foreign queen just has to enter the harem, under the effect of the protagonist Guanghua, Wang Ba's anger will be released, and all problems will no longer exist.

After coming to Daming for so long, he has long clearly understood how cruel the hatred of the country and the family is in reality. The ruined walls and ruins of the land over there, the white bones that are almost covered with yellow sand, even when they are barely trading equally in the mutual market, are full of vigilance and undisguised hatred, all of which clearly interpret the irreconcilable enmity between the two sides.

Dayan Khan may be able to allow himself to have something happen to Tululetu on his territory, but he will never allow his daughter to go back to the Central Plains with him. Unless you can really stay, you will never go back. But is that possible? The answer, of course, is no.

This has nothing to do with national righteousness, or any loyalty to the monarch and patriotism. is really in the Central Plains, there is already his inseparable family, love and friendship.

On the other hand, even if Dayan Khan agreed, Tululetu, as a Mongol princess, was willing to go back with him. But what about when she returns? Will Turuletu be accepted by others? Her identity is destined that she will not be treated as an ordinary person, and her blood is destined to carry everything in the tribe. All this includes grudges and grudges, blood and tears, and the hatred and hatred that have accumulated for generations.

Of course, he could have completely hidden her under his wings, avoiding the ups and downs outside. But is that the life Turuletu likes? She is like a cheerful fawn on the prairie, always longing for freedom and peace. If she is kept at home all day long and becomes a caged bird, she will end up withering away.

Girl's feelings are always poetry, and a sixteen-year-old girl always dreams of looking forward to the excitement of the outside world, but it is difficult to think that the outside world is not only wonderful, but more helpless. If he just accepted her like that, it would be completely irresponsible.

Everything, let's do it and see. Su Mo thought so and let out a long breath.

Brother Chang and the Wei brothers and a group of guards greeted each other, and hugged Su Mo in the middle tacitly. Everyone was neatly packed, with bulging pockets around their waists, and they were obviously hiding their belongings.

When the Mongols feasted at noon, the almost undisguised malice made everyone more vigilant. At this moment, the errand or anything is no longer the business of Su Mo, the deputy envoy, what they have to do is to consider how to ensure the safety of themselves and others until they return to Daming.

A scribe in a large hat in the crowd stepped forward and saluted with a fist with a complicated expression. The night breeze of the grassland, although he deliberately added more clothes, was still a little irresistible, so that he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Deputy Envoy Su, judge the situation, and endure what others can't endure, only then can he be wise. I also hope that Deputy Envoy Su will remember it, earnestly, earnestly!" Gu Heng said in a low voice, not caring about the cold gaze of the Chang family brothers and others.

As Yu Mian's staff, it is his duty to provide advice to the owner, and he can't avoid it. But he can be a substitute for him, without a moral conscience. At least, with him here, when it comes to a crisis, he can also make some efforts to turn around.

"Phew, you traitor with a bad belly, what kind of good people are you pretending to be, are we really stupid?" Chang Zhen, who had the most violent temper among the Chang family brothers, scolded angrily. At that time, he saw the situation clearly, and let Yu Mian's old man hide, but it was this person who pushed Boss Su out of the top tank. Fourth Brother Chang hated these honey-bellied swordsmen the most, and he unabashedly killed Gu Heng nakedly.

Gu Heng was silent, and could only bear it silently.

Su Mo squinted at him, stretched out his hand to hold Chang Zhen, who was about to rush forward, and suddenly smiled: "I remember you, surnamed Gu, your name is Gu Heng, right?" Hehe, I have a heart, I understand. ”

With that, move forward. Gu Heng was stunned, what does this mean? Immediately, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood the meaning of Su Mo's last three words, and he couldn't help but be moved, and a touch of irrepressible excitement rose.

I understand, three simple words, but they reveal a lot of meanings that need not be expressed. There is both understanding and relief, but more importantly, tolerance. Not to mention this mind, just that free and easy is enough to make him, a self-proclaimed wise man, feel inexplicable.

Just like the strategists of the past, it is not only the master who can impress them the most. It is also the attitude and mind shown by the master to the subordinates. The monarch regards the ministers as siblings, the ministers regard the monarch as the heart, the monarch regards the ministers as dogs and horses, the ministers regard the monarch as the countrymen, the monarch regards the ministers as the mustard, and the ministers regard the monarch as the king.

Undoubtedly, Su Mo's habitual treatment of equality in the future world fell into Gu Heng's eyes at this moment, like a heart and a bosom friend.

The king treats me as a countryman, and I should repay him as a countryman!

In the night, Gu Heng suddenly felt that the cold wind that was originally cold and penetrated his bones didn't seem to be so difficult to bear. Stretched out his hand and wrapped the big coat around his body, let out a long breath, and then hurried up.

"Boss Su, why bother talking to that sour and despicable villain?" Chang Zhen complained with displeasure on his face.

Su Mo laughed, stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulders without any image, shook his head and said, "Fourth brother, don't worry, brother will accompany you to have a good drink." ”

Chang Zhen turned to joy, smiled with dazzling eyes, and nodded again and again. Su Mo smiled secretly, and this fool couldn't explain it clearly, but this maintenance had to be understood.

The sound of footsteps behind him sounded, and when he looked back, it was Gu Heng'an who walked into the car and spilled over. Chang Zhen was about to stare again, but thinking that Boss Su had spoken, he had to snort coldly and turn around to his brother's side.

The people who the fourth brother Chang doesn't want to see will never play any false and wrongful games for you. If you don't like it, you don't like it, Lao Tzu ignores you.

"Such a grassland and such a month, you should appreciate it with Deputy Envoy Su, and don't disdain. ”

Su Mo smiled, his eyes were as clear as water, and he didn't say much, and he pushed his hand forward. Gu Heng was overjoyed, hugged his fists, and then the two laughed at the same time, and they both felt that a tacit understanding flowed through it.

"Hey, surnamed Su, let's not dare to come when you shrink your eggs. You're ready, tonight's show is going to be great, but I hope you don't let us down. There was an arrogant laugh ahead, and under the light and darkness of the fire, Umur led a group of Mongolian teenagers to meet him.