"Who's young man is the bright moon sword in the rivers and lakes, the freshly dressed white horse is crisscrossing to the sky, the starry eyes are flowing back to the snow, and the curved pen is drunk on the riverside. Su Bang streamer, not full of color. The flute blows at night, and the clouds cover the moon. Who cuts the autumn water for you, and the green sleeves are cold. Who is ashamed of your peach blossoms, and your eyebrows are spring. Thousands of mountains turned around to look, snowflakes flying all over the sky, like beautiful flowers. Why do you need to ask about the business atmosphere, Chang'an in your dreams, Saibei Jiangnan"!

Time can change mountains and rivers, and time will dilute memories. No matter how much sorrow and joy you have experienced, you will be separated and reunited, .......

However, there are some things, no matter how many times they have been washed over the long river of time, and they are still clear and clear yesterday when they think of it again.

Some people, no matter how many twists and turns they have experienced, the affection that has been haunting their hearts is still the same as when they first met.

Yu Dan, the little prince of the Huns, stood under the jade top golden tent and looked out at the endless wilderness in another autumn wind hunting season many years later, and sighed to the surrounding ministers!

Only now, he is not the Da Dan Yu who will be called the king of benevolence by the entire steppe in the future, and of course he will not realize what the person he is about to meet will mean to him, to his future life, and to the entire world ......of the Huns.

Now Yu Dan is still just an ignorant teenager, although he is very smart, he is frail and sickly, thin and thin. The wind and frost of the steppes have always sharpened the people there into sturdy warriors, and even the shepherd boys of five or six years old can drive large herds of cattle and sheep. However, he seemed to be particularly unsympathetic to Yu Dan, who had a serious illness when he was five years old and almost died, thanks to a man who fled from the Central Plains to the Xiongnu to save his life.

Perhaps because of his talent and intelligence, compared with those simple-minded and powerful elder brothers, Shan Yu Junchen was particularly fond of this youngest son, and collected for him a few Confucian scholars who fled north from the Han court and taught Han classics in the grassland. Therefore, the little boy fell in love with those beautiful and elegant Chinese characters, and in his spare time, he would inquire about various Central Plains etiquette and legends from the mouth of the Confucian scholar, and he really admired the Central Plains culture in his heart.

This time, Shan Yu sent an envoy to the south, he somehow got the news, and finally got Shan Yu's consent, so that he disguised himself as an entourage and secretly followed him to see the scenery of the Central Plains.

To say that Shan Yu Junchen really loves this little son, he specially dispatched a few guards around him to protect him, and before leaving, he gave some advice to Yeli Hu, and then set off for the south. Along the way, Li Hu took care of him carefully, for fear of making a mistake, and he didn't let him come out when he arrived in Chang'an, and stayed in the post house for a few days, but he was suffocated, and finally threatened to go on a hunger strike to force Li Hu to have no choice, and today he took him outside the city to relax.

Yu Dan felt novel, rode a horse and looked around all the way, and saw that the city on both sides of the street was bustling, bustling, and the pedestrians were at ease.

I can't help but feel secretly envious in my heart.

When you climb the Changle Plateau, between the mountains and rivers, the peaks and peaks are undulating, the grass is long and the eagle flies, it is very vast and infinite, these grassland men have been away from their hometown for a long time but can't help but feel homesick.

When they were pointing and sighing, they heard someone in the tent next to them talking loudly about the war on the border between the two countries.

Zhang Jin didn't care about this, and seeing that the group of people on the other side was not dressed in the Central Plains, he pointed and shouted: "Okay! It turned out to be the Huns, what did you do in my Chang'an? Is it here to die? ”

Without waiting for a nonsense answer, the person in charge of the guard named Ligan was furious when he heard this, and jumped forward: "The kid is rude! What did you say? How dare you be rude to my steppe warriors in front of me. ”

Then several warriors on both sides also shouted and scolded.

Yuan Zhao's group, who were not far away, saw that there was a conflict between the two sides, and Gongsun Ao and the others wanted to go over to help, but Wei Qing was old and serious, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, blocking the road must not be reckless, and the safety of the little boy is the most important. Seeing that the two groups of people over there were arguing more and more fiercely, and they were about to start, at this time Wang Hui and those scribes also rushed over, although he was a civilian, but he was also from the military, and he was a person with both civil and military skills, since he was not as reckless as Zhang Jin and others, he coughed loudly at the moment, waved his hand to stop the noise of his own people, stroked his long hair, and asked the other party: "Who are you waiting for?" I know that this place is the boundary of my Han Imperial Capital, how dare I be so rude!"

Seeing that the person on the other side was graceful and majestic, and knew that he was a person with status, he stepped forward and said: "We are the envoys sent by the grassland Da Danyu to the Han court, and we are the guests of the imperial court, who are you?"

Everyone here understood what they heard, and Zhang Jin muttered in a low voice: "What's so great about the envoys......!"

Wang Hui was stunned, he had heard from his colleagues that the Xiongnu envoys had come to Chang'an for many days, but he didn't expect to meet them here.

When today's Zi and the important ministers of the court have no clear attitude towards the Xiongnu, whether it is a war or not yet has not been decided, before that, as a Han Chen, he can't do anything to these people for a while, so as not to spoil the country's plan.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and signaled everyone to be calm and calm, and said to Ye Lihu: "Since it is an envoy, please go back to Chang'an Pavilion and wait for His Majesty the Emperor to summon you, don't wander around!" Otherwise, if there is a bad pool, I don't know what to do!" There was a sense of sarcasm in his words.

Na Yelihu is also proficient in Chinese, so he naturally understands the meaning of his words, and he can't help but feel angry, so he snorted coldly: "Hmph! There's no need to worry about this, I think that the courage of our Jinting warriors is like the white wolf king of the roaring grassland, where in the world can't we go! But you...... Hehe! Aren't they all just cowardly and useless people who can beg for some words? ”

After that, he squinted at everyone with disdainful eyes, and the entourage behind him also snorted coldly.

It turns out that this is also Li Hu quite scheming, this time the envoy has been delayed for a long time, and it has not been effective, he has long wanted to take the opportunity to do something to come out, and he will not fall into the prestige of the Huns. Second, let's test what Hanting's attitude is, so as to add weight to the next negotiation. In addition, this person has always been favored by Shan Yu's side, and he is used to being arrogant, and when he encounters such an opportunity, he doesn't want to give up easily.

He was so blatantly provocative, not only Zhang Jin's generation had already jumped up, but even a few literati such as Na Su Weiming were angry and secretly cursed.

Wang Hui was secretly angry in his heart, and forced his anger to say: "This official is the great Han Guanglu Xun Wang Hui, today for the sake of you being a Xiongnu envoy, I think that your mission is not over, don't worry about you, and leave quickly!"

Unexpectedly, the Ligan who was standing behind Ye Lihu sneered again: "Haha, are you scared? We don't care about the ...... of this official and that official, the steppe warriors only know the length of the tip of the scimitar and the sharpness of the bow and arrow!" The rest of the people also echoed the voice, laughing wildly and arrogantly.

Wang Hui's face was pale, and he didn't laugh angrily: "Oh? In that case, what do you want? ”

He raised his head arrogantly and skimmed his chest, stretched out his index finger and compared it to the ground: "Bow your head and admit your mistakes, take back the words that insulted our grassland warriors, and everything will be over!" Otherwise...... Hmph!"

"How else?"

"Then don't blame me for being rude! The knife head drinks blood!" Before the words fell, the "uproar" that I had heard earlier sounded, but it was Zhang Jin and the four or five warriors behind Wang Hui who pulled out their swords: "That Hun thief, don't die today!"

At this time, the era is not too long from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the style of light chivalry and courage still exists, the war has not been interrupted since the beginning of the Han Dynasty, and it is not uncommon for martial artists to kill people because of their courage and fighting spirit, not to mention today's events, it is said that the samurai cannot be humiliated, and it is related to the national system of the two countries.

Therefore, even if Wang Hui wants to take care of the overall situation as a court official, he can't take care of it much at this time, not to mention that this person was originally born in the army, and he has also been in battle many times, but he looks like a Confucian on the outside but is very strong on the inside, and he is jealous and hateful. At that moment, he waved his hand and said to Yeli Hu: "Since this is the case, let's draw the next line!"

Ye Lihu looked at the other party, pouted and said, "Okay!" Today, don't care what kind of official you are, and don't care what kind of envoy I am, both sides will put aside their identities and have a fair competition to see if you are powerful Han warriors or our grassland warriors are majestic!"

Zhang Jin has been working hard for a long time, and when he heard this, he jumped to the open space in the middle, held the knife in both hands and shouted: "Bah! Hun thief, come and die!"

I saw the other party walk out of a person, untie the fur and leave it aside, only wearing short brown trousers, pulled out a scimitar with his backhand, waved it in the wind, the two looked at each other, and did not answer, the two edges intersected, and the ping-pong hit in one place.

Yelihu and the leader of the guards glanced at each other, sneered secretly, and said that the Han man was going to be unlucky.

It turned out that this Hun man who went out to fight looked ordinary and looked ordinary, but he was a master of using a knife. It turns out that there is another very special squad under the Xiongnu Da Dan Yu, which is very powerful, mysterious and awe-inspiring, directly loyal to Da Dan Yu himself, no one knows how many people there are in this squad, only that this organization has existed for several generations.

Ordinary people on the grassland only know its name as "Flying Fire".

Legend has it that the person who founded it was a king of the steppe a long time ago, and later passed the throne to another person outside his lineage for some reason, and his followers formed such an organization according to his orders, with the sole mission of protecting the royal court and Shan Yu.

This time, for the safety of the little prince Yu Dan going south, Shan Yu Junchen specially dispatched three Flying Fire warriors to accompany him to protect him, this person is one of the three, his name is Qihuo, these people are arrogant, and they want to show their skills in front of the little prince, so they came out to fight Zhang Jin first. Sure enough, as expected, this seven-fire scimitar made it very weird, and the move went straight to Zhang Jin's vital point, although Zhang Jin was also brave, but he was not his opponent, seeing that after a few dangerous moves, he was in a hurry and almost hit the knife, not only Wang Hui and his gang were anxiously worried, but even the nine big guys of Wei Qing, Zhao Yuan, and Song here couldn't care about the food in their hands, and the gods stared at it very nervously.

However, only Xiao Yuanzhao was still roasting the meat, the roaring wood fire was dripping with grease and making a sizzling sound, and he could hear it very clearly in this quiet place, Lingzhi leaned closer to him, and seemed to be a little scared to see such a fight scene. The little boy and Ma Xiaoqi are children by nature, they only think of adults fighting, but they are not afraid, while eating in their mouths, they occasionally look back, but most of their attention is still focused on the cooked game roasted by Yuan Zhao.

Wang Hui and everyone saw clearly, Zhang Jin's left and right sides were gradually defeated, and the seven fire knives were fierce and did not leave his vital point, and when he saw one accidentally, he would be splashed with blood on the spot. The other person named Zhang Hua was Zhang Jin's cousin, and he roared angrily and drew his sword and rushed into the field, fighting the seven fires!

Someone behind Yelihu was just about to get off the field, but he stretched out his hand to stop him, and laughed: "You don't have to help, clean up these Han people, one of the Seven Fire Warriors is enough!" Haha......"

The scimitar used by the Huns is very different from the ordinary knife routine, the blade is curved and the tip of the knife is slender, pay attention to the body with the knife, the knife with the person, Qihuo is obviously the master of this, the body is short and the arm is long, the knife light flashes, sharp very, the more brave the more you fight, forcing the two to retreat again and again.

When he couldn't do anything, he suddenly heard a painful cry of "ah", but when he was brushing his body, the scimitar dragged it over, and Zhang Hua's right arm was already drenched in blood, and it was obviously not lightly injured.

Zhang Jin was shocked, swung his knife a few times to force back the seven-fire offensive, and hurriedly dragged Zhang Hua to retreat.

Qihuo didn't chase after him, just laughed wildly, took advantage of the situation, took the opportunity to take the knife, took the beckon, skimmed the other party with contemptuous eyes, and turned away.

Everyone here hurriedly checked Zhang Hua's injury, but fortunately, it was only a flesh injury that did not hurt the bones, so they were relieved to bandage it briefly. Zhang Jin sat on the ground and gasped for a long time, looking ashamed.

Wang Hui knew that he was unhappy in his heart, and said warmly: "General Zhang doesn't have to be like this, the martial arts we have learned are the moves of the battle array to rush and kill, and the hand-to-hand combat is not what I am good at, so I don't have to worry if I lose to him." The rest of the people also gave each other a few words of advice.

Zhang Jin hated and said: "The Hun scimitar routine is weird and difficult to distinguish, needless to say, I only hate a certain family for not being good at martial arts, losing my prestige as a big man, and almost breaking my brother, a certain family is ashamed!"

When everyone here was explaining the persuasion, they suddenly heard Na Yeli laugh a few times: "Is this how the Han people are able?" What kind of shame and what kind of blood is paid for! It's better to obediently bow your head and admit your mistakes, so as to seek harmony between the two families, which is very beneficial, hahaha......".