There have been people who participated in the competition and won the championship and the women of aristocratic families took the initiative to remarry.

Qin Mo came out, and happened to see the person come out again, and the person came out, and when she saw Qin Mo, the early morning sun fell on her face, white to shiny skin, plus the grassland had been dry for many years, and the wind was blowing, and the face of the person who was blowing was a little wrinkled.

But it is this wrinkle that makes the beauty of the woman in front of her so real.

The pearl of the brim of the hat was light, and the man suddenly had some embarrassment on his face.

Then he plunged into the wind again, leaving only his rough fur coat whirring in the wind.

As soon as the man left, Murong Zhuang also happened to come out of the tent, and when he saw Qin Mo, he was the same as that person, and he was stunned for a second at the same time.

"You. What are you doing out here? I'm about to make milk tea....! ”

He suddenly stammered a little, just like the man before, a little embarrassed.

Qin Mo smiled

"Grandma next door sent some dry buns yesterday, let's use them together.!"

Murong Zhuang nodded.

"I came back from hunting a few wolves in Salt Lake yesterday, and I asked Muzha to peel the skin, and went to the market to exchange money, how about buying you another set of clothes...!"

At the door of the tent, he didn't know what Murong Zhuang was doing, he took an axe to sharpen things, and said to Qin Mo while looking up.

His fingers, as if they had scratched the mud, were very dirty, the skin on the surface was very dry and cracked, and the tiger's mouth was covered with a thick layer of calluses.

Now he is very comfortable doing these daily tasks.

I think that a year ago, he was still the prince of the county in Yanguo.

Enjoy the privilege.

She stood there and didn't speak for a long time, but her eyes were faintly moist.

"Muzha just said that he wanted me to go to the prairie tomorrow to participate in the riding and archery activity, do you think I should go.!"

He abruptly looked up at her.

Qin Mo saw that his face was handsome, young and heroic, but there was a rich silent aura on his body that did not match his face, and she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart again.

She forced a smile.

The smile is soft, warm as the morning light.

She said, "You can go if you want, even if you can't come out on top, it's good to go and compete...!" ”

In Suizhou, she once saw him on the school ground, riding on horseback, majestic, heroic, the moment the bow was opened, his body was like a tiger's back.

Look, I remember the past again...

Not wanting Murong Zhuang to notice that his face was different, he quickly turned his head away.

Murong Zhuang walked towards the tent with an iron tool in his hand...

Qin Mo swept his back to the back of him leaving, thinking that his strange appearance should not have been noticed by him.

The next day, early in the morning, when he came out of the tent, Qin Mo felt that today's wind was full of joy.

The women, dressed in colorful clothes, came out of their tents and used pestles and mortars to cook rice in front of their houses, and the women gathered together and laughed and laughed as never before.

When some tents had ribbons tied on them, turning around from their own tents, Qin Mo saw that under the sky, there were ribbons floating on the white tents.

Evil is beautiful

Some women and men have already gone out, and some women are still making lunchtime meals...

The grassland here refers to the prairie grazing on weekdays, a few miles away from the tent, where it is extremely empty, the land is fertile, the water and grass are abundant, this jade river is the mother river of the tribe, all live and migrate along it.

Qin Mo heard the shouts of men on their horses, and the gurgling of the carriages and ox wheels of the women and children rolling over the turf.

The children were dressed in colorful clothes and fur hats, and they were in a mess of three or five, and they were so unhappy.

"Come on. Sit tight.! ”

Sitting in a carriage made of wool felt, this is the carriage used by the locals.

Murong Zhuang sat in the position of driving the car, holding a horse whip in his hand, holding the rope and shouting, telling Qin Mo behind.

Qin Mo sat in the car, looking at both sides of the car through the window, the grassland was vast, and he couldn't see through it at a glance.

The car was bumpy, Qin Mo sat silently in the car, looking at the people in front of him, just like a little daughter-in-law sitting in his husband.

It's a pity that she is not his little daughter-in-law....

Today's Murong Zhuang is indeed more interested and energetic than in the past.

Galloping on the grassland in a carriage, breathing fresh air, in the end, she had never breathed such fresh air in her previous life.

It took about half an hour to reach the destination.

Today, I am racing on this grassland, and in the hundred-hundred-long area drawn by colored flags, there are brave men riding on horses, and I look at the colorful flags hunting below.

"Today's race is divided into wrestling, horse racing. Riding and shooting. ”

Mounted archery is a necessary skill for hunting and killing enemies on the grassland.

There are ordinary wooden arrows and bamboo arrows for hunting, as well as iron arrows from aristocratic families.

"Hahaha..."

Now in charge of the overall situation is Lord Bayi, who is the centurion of the imperial court, the manager of the military guard, and invites some of the leaders of the tribe, nobles.

And a few small nobles in the tribe....

There are hundreds of families living here, and a large number of them are working as errands under Master Bayi.

There were more cattle, sheep and horses in the families of the small nobles than in the commoners' families, and most of them had servants and slaves.

Before the competition, there was a high platform, and Lord Bayi was wearing a woolen coat with intricate checks, with a treasure belt around his belly, a brocade robe inside, and a beaded hat on his head, which looked extraordinarily noble.

"Today is our riding and archery festival, today's procedure is the same as last year, we don't want to be timid, as long as we are brave, we are not afraid of bloodshed, because we are heroes, if there is a warrior who stands out today, I am willing to add this year's reward to last year's basis, warriors, at this moment the opportunity to show your heroism has come, we want to be the eagle in the sky, don't be a coward. Warriors, are you ready...! ”

And so, the race began...

Every year, there are many spectators outside the stadium to watch, and this year is no exception.

Amid the shouts of the crowd, the game was tense and fierce.

In this horse racing event, Murong Zhuang also registered, and when he competed, Qin Mo also watched outside around the fence, and in a scream, in the first competition, Murong Zhuang was successfully promoted and stood out from many first-round competitions.

"Murong Zhuang.!"

Qin Mo didn't know when, but he had a small bunting in his hand to cheer him on.

And Murong Zhuang on the horse was heroic, because he saw Qin Mo, his eyes turned red, and he rode forward even harder.

There are three rounds of competition, a few in the morning and a few in the afternoon.

In the midst of people's screams, the morning passed, and many people's excited voices were hoarse.

At noon, there is an hour to rest, and everyone eats the prepared meal brought out of the house.

Milk tea, milk tofu, rice dumplings, rich and noble families, the family gathered in a circle, sat on the ground, and ate meat. Gulp down.

"Look at your sweat!"

The clothes he was wearing were thick, and he had tried his best in the arena just now, and at this moment, there were beads of sweat on his head.

Inertial action, Qin Mo almost spent the handkerchief.

Finally, he was slightly conscious, his hands paused, and he stayed in the air.

"Here, wipe it yourself.!"

She laughed.

Murong Zhuang didn't notice Qin Mo's strange expression, he smiled, "hehe" smiled, he was really happy today, although he never forgot the heavy past on his back.

took it, smiled innocently, and wiped his face with Qin Mojin.

Perhaps, it is because there is no intrigue and intrigue in the environment of long-term survival, there is no desire for profit, or maybe it is the kindness and simplicity of the grassland people, and the current Murong Zhuang has really changed a lot compared to the past.

"Eat it. Eat more, there will be a game in the afternoon...! ”

Qin Mo wrapped the rice dumplings in soybean flour, and then pushed him in front of him.

In the afternoon, a few whistles blew and the game resumed.

"XY. XY...! ”

"Gexi. Come on. Come on....! ”

The onlookers shouted as loudly as they could. Cheer for your family or friends.

However, no matter what, Murong Zhuang's riding and archery and equestrian skills are all in the lead.

There are only a handful of people in the entire Yan Kingdom who can defeat him.

The sunset is ten points, the victory and defeat have been divided, Murong Zhuang is a dark horse in this year's field, archery, horse racing both won the championship.

Get off the podium.

Murong Zhuang held a string of ornaments made of shells in his hand.

He walked slowly in front of Qin Mo.

At that moment, the breath in his chest was uneven.

"I'll bring it to you!"

Qin Mo stood in front of him, under the bright sunlight, the facial features of his handsome face were more erect, deeper, and more heroic, and his eyes were the deep black that Qin Mo hadn't seen for a long time...

There are still many people gathered around, in this game, some people lose and some win, those who win are happy, those who lose are not sad, everyone is still singing and dancing.

Qin Mo's eyes suddenly became wet.

She smiled faintly, "Okay.!" ”

"This is what Master Bayi has rewarded. They say it's only this year! ”

Then a necklace made of colorful small shells hung around Qin Mo's neck.

"Isn't it pretty...!"

Qin Mo looked down at his chest, then looked up at him with a smile...

Murong Zhuang smiled lightly. With a child-like smile of innocence and innocence, he nodded

"Good-looking, what do you bring to look good...!"

Qin Mo blinked, tears wetting his eyelashes...

At this moment, Ayi appeared from the crowd and gathered around...

A look of joy on her face.

"Murong Zhuang. Your name is Murong Zhuang, right? Congratulations. You're the number one warrior in our arena today! ”

Ayi gives a thumbs up...

The woman's delicate smile was undoubtedly revealed on Ayi's face, a girl of this age, there is an innocent, brave, innocent thing in her smile...

However, Qin Mo himself was gone early.

She's twenty or three years old this year, and she's an old girl.

Ayi's eyes flashed with a sparkling light, looking at Murong Zhuang's eyes, innocent with shyness, and when he looked at it again, there was a little girl in his expression...

The look in her eyes just now was adoration.

Then, when the sun sets, people clean up the grounds, pack up the things they have brought out, and then ride home in twos and threes in the twilight.

After that day, the shells on her neck, looking at it every day, Qin Mo had an indescribable complexity in her heart, and after two days of taking it, she took off the shells and collected them.

Another half a month passed.

Suddenly, one day, someone from the tribe came and said that they were seeing this year's warriors...

Introduced by Lord Bayi, it turned out that the person who came was an identity from the tribe next door, and he came to say goodbye to their master.

It is said that the daughter of the tribal leader, the master of Arhan, has taken a fancy to the warriors on the field last time...

Therefore, I sent someone to inquire and find out whether this person had the possibility of being a husband.

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