Chapter 148: Autumn Hunting

"Miss, I didn't expect such a fun thing to come out of the palace. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info In our palace, you decide who to take with you. "Chuan Ling was in high spirits.

"What's all the fun?" Nanyue was staring at a piece of toasted notoginseng, observing its color change.

"Aki Hunt. I heard that when the emperor was there, the palace held a grand hunting event in the Burning Rock Field every year. This year coincides with the emperor's recovery, but for the first time in so many years. The old men and sons are all going, it must be so lively. ”

"First ......"

"You mean that Emperor Akigai must be present?" Nanyue suddenly turned her head to Chuanling and asked in surprise.

"That's nature." Chuanling was confused by Nanyue's sudden high emotions.

Nanyue's pupils began to dilate several times, and her brain was running at high speed.

"Chuanling, you said, if a girl with a noble status is very shameless, will it be annoying?"

"Huh? ——”

"Yes, yes......" Chuanling thought for a moment and replied uncertainly.

"What if it's a mountain village girl?"

"Yes, yes...... Miss? ......" Chuanling looked at Nanyue with an ominous gaze.

Nanyue was obviously not satisfied with her answer, and raised her eyebrows and said, "I know that I can't hear any constructive opinions from you." ”

"Forget it, come and help me choose clothes." Nanyue smiled mysteriously.

"Miss, do you want to change your clothes in broad daylight?" The bell is one eye and two large.

"No, come and help me choose the clothes I wore on the day of the autumn hunt, come on." Nanyue beckoned to Chuanling, and had already opened the door of the big cabinet, her eyes beating with an active look.

Chuanling approached, looked Nanyue up and down, and suddenly let out a long "whoop".

Nanyue shifted her attention from her clothes to Chuanling with a stinky face, and she didn't speak, just quietly watched Chuanling make an exaggerated expression that her upper and lower jaws were going to be separated.

Chuanling was still immersed in his own huge discovery, and his mind was rapidly searching for the mutilated poems in his memory. She usually only remembered half of the things that Nanyue taught her.

"Miss!" The bell screamed loudly.

"What?" Her loud voice made Nanyue inexplicably weak.

"I finally know what you taught me to mean, no wonder Miss always says that those flowers, fog and things can only be understood when you are in the scene. I must be there right now. ”

"You...... What the hell is being said? Nanyue looked at her maid half angrily and half strangely.

"Female-for-self-pleasing-rong!" Chuanling was almost chin-facing, full of poetry, and recited this sentence that Nanyue had taught her affectionately and loftyly.

"You-" Nanyue was about to stop her from talking nonsense when she heard this, but two blush popped up on her cheeks.

"Miss, what did I say, I just said that you are very attentive to the emperor, and you still don't admit it."

Nanyue couldn't stop the coquettishness on her face and decided to find clothes by herself.

"Then let me ask you, if you admit it, will it look very shameless?"

"Little ...... No, how could it be? Chuanling softened his tone a little frightened. She saw a moment of weakness flash in Nanyue's eyes. A confident person like her young lady has this kind of uncertainty in her eyes, then something must be wrong.

"I taught you not to tell lies." Nanyue glared at Chuanling angrily.

"Yes, Mademoiselle has taught me too, especially in front of people who are smarter than herself."

"But, it's okay to admit it, really." She added.

Chuanling replied sincerely, which made Nanyue a little stretched and didn't know what to say.

In just a few seconds, Nanyue returned to the vigorous Nanyue, and smiled with a sense of attack and plunder: "What's the matter, I've done a lot of shameless things." ”

That night in Qionglin, she really did the most shameless things.

It's a shame to think about yourself. Fortunately, Yan Min is not in the palace except for the previous dynasty recently.

Seeing Nanyue's face brighten, Chuanling also laughed, but he still couldn't completely calm down.

The next day, the Blazing Rock Field.

The number of flags was blown by the autumn wind on the hot rock field. The flag is a thick cloth, a real flag used on the battlefield, and the two big characters of "North Underworld" are written on the red background, swaggering in the autumn wind of the wilderness.

On both sides of the altar there was a flowing stream of water, and the water went down the trough and turned sharply.

The ladies are soft pink crimson, goose yellow and tender green, dressed fresh and noble, adding a few touches of spring rhyme to a row of slaughtering autumn colors, so delicate and lovely.

Wan Yan Min sat in the center, dressed in a black tight-fitting hunting suit, with his waist tied up, his back to the sacred altar.

According to the rules, the beasts obtained from hunting must be gathered on the altar and sacrificed to the god of Sheji before they can be returned to the hunters. It is nothing more than a show of reverence for the bestow of heavenly beauty.

Dozens of sturdy and fat horses lined up and stood by, and the saddles were carefully washed and polished by the grooms. The rivets on it glowed with a shiny light grey glow.

"Generals, drink sacrificial wine!" Wan Yanmin took the large bowl of spirits handed by the person next to him and drank it bitterly.

The sacrificial wine is the last ceremony before going out hunting, and the daughters of each family pour it for their husbands to drink, which is to seek good luck and to strengthen their courage to keep out the cold. For the unmarried kings and grandsons, the sacrificial wine was poured by the mother or the daughters of the elders.

Wan Yan Min drank the sacrificial wine, and when he put the bowl down, he remembered the person who poured the wine for him.

is still plain and white, but today it is brighter than usual. But that familiar little face is not Nanyue.

He almost forgot. This woman is not his wife.

Nanyue didn't know where to look like a good wife and mother, and smiled solemnly at Yan Min.

This smile made the king lose his mind, and his eyes could not help but linger on that clear face.

"Brother Huang, it's time to get on the horse!"

Nanyue and Wan Yanmin raised their heads in surprise at this playful shout. Not far away, Zhong Luo was sitting on the back of a maroon dry horse, just enough to line him with a crimson hunting horse.

The little county king's face had a smile that had not changed for thousands of years, and he didn't know whether it was serious or lazy, caring or empty.

"Brother Huang, the last time you and I had a duel was when I was a child." The bell fell into the air. The horse's head was raised high under the crotch, and the muscles of the horse's legs bulged out tensely.

"Okay, I'll regain my heroism with my brother today. Generals, there is no distinction between monarchs and ministers on the hunting ground, and the brave wins when we meet on a narrow road. ”

Wan Yan Min said as he hung out of his seat, stepped onto the back of a horse beside Zhong Luo, and flew his sword eyebrows into the air. Leaning forward on horseback. The firm nose wing is even more imperial and domineering against the backdrop of the plain sky.

"Hunting!" Wan Yan Min's horses and whips fell, and the orders broke into the open sky with the sound of the whips.

"Hunting-" Yan Ruyu sang in the air.

The flower-filled horses cut through the yellow sand under the horses' hooves, and the sound of running dissipated into the clouds, and finally disappeared into the sky with the yellow mist. The floating soil flies into huge fireworks, opening and closing.

The palace has not been so spectacular for a long time.