There is still a huge curtain in the Qinggong arena, and the weather is rare and sunny today, although it is cold, there is a hot atmosphere.

When the two arrived, the cattle and sheep were fragrant, the warriors and the singers were competing happily, and the generals drank wine in large bowls and ate meat in large pieces, which was completely different from the solemn atmosphere in Chonghua Palace.

Ling Xiang felt the enthusiastic worship, surrounded by smiling faces that had been seen or unfamiliar, and the fanatical worship was undisguised in all directions, and for a while, the shouts of "Naren Xi Dan" and "Naren Xi Dan" resounded in the sky.

She had never experienced such a scene before, and her face was so red with excitement that she forgot to ask what it meant, and sat down under the three-story tent.

The fireworks are rising, the sky is gorgeous, starting from Yipinhou, everyone comes up according to their grades to toast the crown prince and Ling makeup, saying all kinds of auspicious words, southern and northern tones, Thai and half Hu mixed languages, many of them are completely incomprehensible, but facing their smiling faces, they feel the real New Year's celebration.

Shangguan You was present, but Lu Mengen did not show up, and it seemed that he was guarding his mother in the mansion and doing his filial piety.

Rong Xijue stopped every time he held the wine and touched his lips, Ling Xiang sat close, and found that he had barely swallowed his throat, and he couldn't help but learn, but he was only slightly surprised, it stands to reason that the men who conquered the battlefield could hardly resist the temptation when they saw the wine.

Rong Xijue turned her head and looked at her with a smile, as if she could see through what she was thinking, and whispered in her ear: "Your family Langjun has a good amount of wine." ”

Ling Makeup's eyes widened.

"I'm afraid of smoking you. He put down his glass.

Ling Xiang had already smiled into a flower.

The arena can hold tens of thousands of people, and a third of the people who come tonight are crammed. It is estimated that there are more than 10,000 people.

The generals who toasted the lower the rank became the lower they went, and even the centurions, the fireheads, and the languages of various ethnic groups gathered together. And Rong Xijue was able to succinctly respond to those excited soldiers in different languages.

Again, this is a strange thing.

Shangguan You, who was sitting on the side of the tent, seemed to see Ling Xiang's doubts, and explained: "In addition to fighting, His Highness's other talent is language, and he is proficient in the languages of the Western Regions, Taixi, and even the Mongolian tribes. ”

Ling Xiang pressed his heart, and his admiration for Rong Xijue rose a few levels.

It took a lot of time to meet with many generals, and it was not completed until the end of the day. Some officials from the East Palace came to report the arrival of King Lu, Prince Lu and Prince Yao Jiu.

Previously, King Lu had a very good impression of Ling Makeup, and as the prince stood up to greet him, she stared at people from far and near. A little appreciation.

A nameless sour breath came up, and Rong Xijue said in a low voice, "Is he good-looking?"

She secretly laughed at his straightforwardness, and responded with a smile: "It's not as good as His Highness." ”

Only then was he satisfied, straightened up, and welcomed King Law and his party into the big tent.

I have to say that Rong Xijue is extraordinarily tall. King Ritsu and the others are all long and straight. When they came to him, they were half a head short or more, and their momentum was even weaker.

Ling Xiang didn't compare them at all, he was sour, but looked at King Law a few more carefully.

Rong Yuqi sat down, his eyes couldn't help but sweep over her face, and when he saw that she was only looking at King Law, he snorted sullenly in his heart. sighed: "It can be seen that she is a woman who climbs high and steps low!"

After looking at it like this, Ling Makeup found that King Law's beauty was feminine. If the king of law is the star, and the prince of her family is like the rising sun, the light is shining, even if the stars are miserable, he can cover all the starlight.

King Law looks at his nose and nose, he is used to being looked at, he doesn't care about Ling Makeup's gaze, he is as polite as him, and he will not look at his nephew's daughters at all.

At this time, Ling Xiang bowed slightly to Rong Yuqi, indicating familiarity.

Rong Yuqi's heart suddenly felt much better, and he felt that it was understandable for someone who had never seen King Law to take a closer look.

Without politeness, visitors are attracted to the field.

At this time, a novel competition began, facing the direction of the main tent erected three moving walls about five zhang high, the left and right two slightly inclined, uneven, like a straight and steep cliff.

There were sergeants beating big drums, and the sound shook for ten miles.

Four sturdy men came up, half naked in the cold, with knotted muscles, kneeling on one knee and holding their chests towards the upper seat, and the gong sounded "dang", suddenly like a sensitive ape, climbing up the left wall.

The small fulcrum that could not support the weight of human beings at all was like the claws of a gecko in their hands, and it had reached the top in an instant, and the volleys each fell on the highest wall in the middle with different dazzling buckets, and then went down, slightly divided the speed of the speed, and climbed up in the end like the wind, and then a few difficult turns to the bottom of the right wall, and climbed directly to the top of the third wall as soon as they landed, and finally one person fell straight down first, and a few rolled over and lost their strength.

At this time, there was a thunderous roar of joy, and the first warrior to go down to the ground first hugged his fists, showed a smile on his face, and waved around, and the three people behind him followed to salute.

His Shangguan is probably a first-grade Dingding Marquis Che Jingzhi, and he saw Che Jingzhi smiling so much that his beard seemed to be glowing, and he waved his hand and said, "Reward!"

After a competition, King Lu and the others were dumbfounded, and then they came back to their senses, and couldn't help but praise: "Who are the few strong men from?" I see it today, Fang Xin's words in the book are true, if there are such people in the forbidden army, why worry about ......?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, his handsome face turned red, and he poured a glass of liquor to cover up the past, but he coughed a few times in a row.

Those in the know could roughly guess what he meant, Ling Xiang thought to himself, it was really not easy for the prince who was raised in the palace to maintain such a pure heart, but he didn't know how he could live to such an age. Xing Xian Emperor's heirs are prosperous, he is the eldest, and he is not qualified to compete for the throne at all, so he can grow up safely.

Rong Xijue pulled his lips slightly, and did not evaluate, Liu Tong, the marquis of the first grade of Yanguo, was not convinced, and laughed: "The small skill of carving insects is just a regular training skill of the scout infantry, and when it comes to the real kung fu of flying eaves and walking walls, all of them in Guangning Weili are highly skilled, but they ask the prince and others to see the power of the cavalry under my command!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the lieutenant general, and the man went out to give a few commands, and the wall was withdrawn, and a dozen or so horses galloped under the arena, and when they looked at it, there were only three riders, and they spurred their horses, and the horses ran faster and faster, and there was a drum on them, and immediately the knights brushed off the saddle and got up, and in the blink of an eye they switched to another horse, and so on, as the drum beat became faster and faster, and the knights changed horses faster and faster, and then they were as fast as meteors.

The crowd was applauding, the drum beat changed, only to see the horsemen galloping on horseback with bows and arrows, and shot at a row of red flags on the high pole in the distance, the ropes fluttered in the night wind, almost unrecognizable, but the three riders were not missing arrows, one flag after another fell on the string, but they were hiding in stirrups, or the golden rooster was independent, on the undulating horseback as if walking on the ground.

After the performance, Liu Tong applauded triumphantly, King Lu and others praised him repeatedly, Che Jingzhi didn't want to argue with him, and his face was very peaceful. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for the autumn colors, reeds, swallow clouds, and peach demons!