I was originally shopping around Daxiangguo Temple, but a crab shell was born, which made Fuyue's mood very bad. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info he didn't have the mood to look at the animals in "Wild Fun" anymore, his eyebrows twisted, he waved his big hand, and said to Jiang Ying: "Go!" ”

Jiang Ying peeked at the prince's face, didn't dare to say more, and obediently followed him out of the market of Daxiangguo Temple.

Walking on the street, as soon as I turned a corner, I was blocked by a row of uneven human walls in front of me. It turned out that the envoys of Siam came here with a long line of more than a dozen elephants, singing and dancing.

I saw about a hundred Siamese warriors divided into two, riding horses to protect both sides of the elephant team, they were dressed in purple felt coats, their heads were wrapped in turbans like flower buds, their skin was dark, and they held a black lacquered wooden stick in their hands and looked at the crowd of onlookers fiercely.

The elephant team began with a three-horse drawn silk cart, in which sat an envoy of the Siamese state, who sat on the cart, crossed his hands on his shoulders, leaned forward, and kept nodding to the onlookers of Luoyang.

Behind the colorful silk cart, there were more than a dozen people dressed as retinues, holding colorful flags and following behind. The colored flags in their hands dance with the password, standing or horizontal, neat and tidy, and the movements are the same.

Following the bunting is the protagonist of today's tour - the elephant, a national treasure of Siam. Due to the cold climate of Luoyang City, the heads of these large statues were covered with a thick layer of yellow ground and water lily flower patterns.

At the neck of each elephant sat an mahout, dressed in a purple robe similar to that of the Siamese warriors, with turbans around their heads.

The difference was that they did not have a stick in their hands, but a brass hammer with a short handle, and there was a sharpened knife on it, and if the elephants were disobedient, the mahouts would beat them with the brass pickaxes.

At the mahout's command, the elephants shook their heads and ears at their commands, and then raised their trunks and shook from side to side. You can also kneel and bow in the direction of Hanyang Palace like a human being.

Although the people of Luoyang City live at the feet of the Son of Heaven, they are well-informed. But this kind of excitement is rarely encountered, so they are all very excited, crowded, and want to squeeze forward.

For Fuyue, this elephant team is too unattractive. He couldn't get past it, so he took Jiang Ying back: "Let's stand outside the human wall and let them squeeze in." ”

The two of them got out of the crowd and retreated to the bottom of a building on the side of the street.

Outside this teahouse, there are two handfuls of lush and verdant bamboo, and Fuyue stands next to the bamboo, with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows slightly raised, and the expression on his face is a little impatient.

Standing on the side of the street like this, it is really a glance, and no passers-by do not look back at him twice. For this situation, Fugo has been unfamiliar with it since childhood, so he doesn't care.

It's just that gradually, more and more people looked back at him, and their expressions became richer and richer, and finally some people looked at him and laughed.

Jiang Ying also felt strange on the side, and immediately turned her head to look, only to see that from the window sill on the second floor of the teahouse, there was a milky white thin line flowing onto the prince's shoulder.

He pulled Fuyue away, and Fuyue didn't know why, but when Jiang Ying pointed to his shoulder, he found that his shoulder had been soaked with a large patch, and there was a smell of sour goat's milk.

"Who drank yogurt tea and spilled it?" Fu Yue was so angry in his heart, he looked up at the second floor, and saw a familiar dark green figure flashing and disappearing.

"This is Chengxin and I can't get along, we must not let him run away!" Thinking of this, Fuyue was about to rush into the teahouse as soon as he lifted the placket of his clothes.

Coincidentally, the elephant team of Siam was performing the unique skill of standing on one leg, and the people on both sides of the street were even more excited, and more and more people gathered.

Infected by this atmosphere, the people in the teahouse rushed out from the inside as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they all wanted to squeeze in front of the human wall to see clearly.

Seeing that the people inside rushed out quickly, Jiang Ying used his body to protect Fuyue and pushed him aside: "The prince must not be rash, there are many people here, no light or heavy, if it hits you, I am afraid that your wound that is about to heal will hurt again." ”

Fu Yue heard this reason, but his heart was like a big stone pressed at this time, and he couldn't swallow this breath.

He didn't chase into the teahouse again, but found that the dark green figure was rushing to the side of the street with the crowd watching the excitement. Fuyue saw it this time and quickly followed.

As the crowded people came, Fu Yue got closer and closer to the dark green figure, and he pointed to the back of the person's head and shouted: "You kid stop for me, what do you mean clearly?" Don't hide, get out! ”

His voice didn't stop the dark green figure, but it attracted the attention of the Siamese warriors. The warriors, armed with black lacquered sticks, were looking around for the loud noise, for the sudden sound was the most likely to cause the elephant to be restless.

To the people who made a noise, these samurai would wave the black lacquered wooden sticks mercilessly. Fuyue was shouting in front of him, not even noticing that a black kneeled wooden stick with the thick fist of a Siamese warrior was slashing at his back......

Jiang Ying found out about this situation and shouted, "Be careful! While wanting to rush over and protect the prince with his body, there were still a few people in front of him, and he didn't have time to come forward to rescue.

Seeing that this stick was about to hit Fuyue, he was going to suffer a big loss today...... Just as he was about to make a move, the dark green figure in front of him suddenly turned his head and quickly stretched out his hand to grab Fu Yue's shoulder.

Fu Yue was taken aback, and thought, "Good boy, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, but you came to attack me!" He was about to raise his fist to fight back, only to find that the man's hand had crossed his shoulder and stopped behind him.

Fu Yue looked back in surprise and found that the black lacquered wooden stick waved by the Siamese warrior was firmly grasped by the man with one hand. It is said that the wooden stick with the thickness of a fist was rounded out again, and the strength of it can be imagined, but it was gently and skillfully grasped by this man's hand.

Then the man sank his wrist down, and the Siamese warrior, who had been fierce and vicious, was pulled by him like a marionette, losing his center of gravity and staggering on the horse's back.

When the man saw that the Siamese warrior was holding the black lacquered wooden stick tightly with both hands and did not let go, he became angry for a while, and then added force to his wrist...... The Siamese warrior only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and as soon as his hands were loosened, he disarmed the weapon to this dark green figure.

Fu Yue, who had been watching from the side, couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart at this time: "What a strength!" ”

By this time, the elephants' one-legged upright performance had ended, and the elephant team continued to march around the city. The Siamese warrior, who had lost his black lacquered wooden club, looked at them with infinite resentment, and left with the elephant caravan.