In September, when the eagle flies and the autumn weather is crisp, the foot of the South Mountain is the best hunting ground.

Whether it is for the nomadic grassland people or for the nobles of the Central Plains, the yellow sheep is a first-class delicacy.

At the southern foot of the rolling mountain, there are flocks of yellow sheep. But looking at the entire grassland, almost no one dares to come here to hunt. Because this is the mountain of the god of war of the Turks, it is the place where the gods of all the steppe people are located.

Halfway up the mountain, the fallen flowers are colorful and the withered grass is flying. A horse came like fire, and a group of yellow sheep hiding in the bushes scattered in fright. The bowstring rang three times, and the three yellow sheep fell down with a neigh.

The jujube red of the divine horse immediately jumped down a slender woman in red clothes and red robes, and several sturdy figures fell into the bush and lifted out the prey harvested by the three arrows in one hand.

Not far behind her, four slave girls waited on a toddler who was barely able to walk on the ground. Seeing the woman in red carrying three hunted yellow sheep in one hand, two of them were Turkic female slaves who were strong and strong enough to lose to men, and at the same time her eyes widened in shock, and her mouth was wide enough to fit a big goose egg.

It has long been rumored on the grassland that Princess Ai Yan is skilled in bowing and horse, and her martial arts are not comparable to ordinary people. But in the past two years, she has been pregnant or breastfeeding, not to mention showing her martial arts, and she has never even ridden a horse again.

Today's Xiaolu is amazing!

"Well, I haven't moved for a long time, and my bones are going to be broken—and then! This is the best tonic, go back and make some meat porridge for Xiaolang! Ai Yan stepped forward with a calm expression, and the three slave girls each took a yellow sheep and picked it up with both hands.

"Princess, someone is coming down the mountain!" The Han female slave girl holding her young son said in the Chinese dialect of Qin.

Ai Yan didn't turn his head to look down the mountain, but subconsciously smiled slightly. Qin Yan, every time she hears such an accent, she always reminds her of the scene when she lived with her father Khan in the Central Plains Pass when she was young. It was one of the few times in her life that was the sweetest and happiest.

"It seems to be...... Apodagan is coming. The slave girl said again.

Ai Yan didn't need to look or ask, he already knew it in his heart. Except for Yuan Zhen, who else would run to this rolling mountain without being invited?

At this time, the little baby who was held in the arms of the Han female slave babbled and cried, "Mother, mother...... Hug! ”

"Xiao Lang is good!" Ai Yan immediately took the child over and held it for a while, and then returned the child to the Han female slave, "You four, take Xiaolang back to the cold house first." ”

"Yes!" The four slave girls obediently agreed, picked up their young sons, took the prey, and led the horses to go first.

Ai Yan stood alone and waited quietly, and Yuanzhen at the bottom of the mountain walked up step by step.

He still came alone, and every time he came, he inevitably brought with him a gift that was not luxurious, but seemed very thoughtful. Sometimes it is home-brewed Central Plains rice wine, sometimes it is a favorite flower ornament of Han women, or a rare gouache on the grassland.

Ai Yan will never accept it gladly, nor will he stubbornly excuse himself. This is her attitude towards Yuanzhen all along, lukewarm, and away.

Yuan Zhen stepped forward, a smile on his face, and a delicate thrush carved bow in his hand.

Ai Yan's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly when he saw this bow...... This is the treasure bow that the nobles of Chang'an loved to use, and it is difficult to see on the grassland.

"I thought it was a good time to hunt, so I brought you this bow." Yuan Zhen handed the bow with both hands.

Ai Yan stretched out his right hand and took the bow, and with a backhand he neatly carried it on his shoulder, "Thank you." ”

Yuan Zhen's expression clearly showed a hint of surprise and surprise, "Are you thanking me?" ”

"I'm missing a good bow to take advantage of, and this one is good." Ai Yan said lightly, "Is there anything else?" ”

"Huh......" Yuan Zhen took a light breath and smiled slightly bitterly, and said, "It's okay, can't I say a few more words to you?" ”

"Yes, say it!" Ai Yan said, "But it can't be too long." Xiaolang can't leave me for a moment now, otherwise he will cry and make a fuss, and the servants can't help it. ”

Yuan Zhen nodded helplessly and said, "I just came back from the expedition." ”

"There's a lot of movement over there in the black sands, I know." Ai Yan said, "What, it seems that you won?" ”

"How so?" Yuan Zhen asked rhetorically.

"If it weren't for the victory, why would you have come to me to talk about it?" Ai Yan smiled slightly, his smile was full of banter, and then said, "You don't want to sue me, this time you finally defeated him, right?" ”

"Why be so cynical?" Yuan Zhen's brows furrowed slightly, his expression was slightly distressed, and he turned to look at the vast grassland in the distance, and said lightly, "As you expected, I did meet him again." ”

Ai Yan's expression moved obviously, and his voice also raised suddenly, "Did he lose?" ”

Yuan Zhen shook her head.

"Did you lose?"

Yuan Zhen still shook her head.

Ai Yan was a little anxious, "Don't make such a half-dead ghost in front of me, what is the truth-say!" ”

"Hmm......" Yuan Zhen sighed helplessly, "If I sue you, the 200,000 elite divisions under my command originally regarded the two states of the Shuo Dynasty as if they were in their pockets. When he was marching, he heard the name of Xue Shao and fled-do you believe it? ”

Ai Yan's eyes widened in astonishment at first, and then he showed anger, "You dare to tease me? ”

"That's what it is." Yuanzhen's table xiàn is very ordinary.

Ai Yan's expression froze for a moment, and slowly the anger on his face dissipated and faded, and the corners of his mouth turned lightly to reveal a strange smile, "Now I believe it!" ”

"......" Yuanzhen turned her back to Ai Yan and was silent.

"Running away without a fight is not like your style." Ai Yan asked, "You came all the way to sue me about this?" ”

"Of course not." Yuan Zhen turned around and looked at Ai Yan with a slight smile, her eyes shining brightly.

Ai Yan suddenly felt a little hairy in his heart. The man in front of him can be said to be quite elegant, which is extremely rare among the Turks. But at the same time, he also has a forbearance and scheming that ordinary people do not have. So, every time he showed this confident smile, Ai Yan felt very bottomless in his heart - God knows what amazing conspiracy plan he had?

"And what do you think?" Ai Yan asked.

"I didn't retreat without a fight because the fighter plane for this battle had been lost. If you reluctantly fight this battle for the sake of your own face, even if you win, it will do more harm than good to the khanate. Yuan Zhen said, "At the same time, I also know that Xue Shao doesn't want to fight this battle now." So I gave him a favor and went home. ”

"He may not, he will take you this way." Ai Yan said coldly.

"I didn't expect that." Yuan Zhen smiled slightly and said, "But it's not rude to come." My Yuanzhen's favor is not so easy to receive. ”

Ai Yan's heart suddenly tightened, and he took a step back vigilantly, "What do you want?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not as despicable as you think. Otherwise, why wait until today? Yuan Zhen smiled and said again, "I said that I would use my actions to prove that I am more qualified to be your man than Xue Shao...... And, be the father of Xiaolang! ”

Ai Yan's face suddenly turned cold, "Xiaolang is not your name!" ”

Yuan Zhen was slightly stunned, then smiled slightly, and hurriedly stroked his chest and bent down to bow to Ai Yan, "The supreme God of War, please forgive Yuan Zhen for being speechless for a while." Yuan Zhen has no intention of offending the son of the Condor! …… Venerable Divine Mother, Yuanzhen begs for your forgiveness! ”

"Let's go down the mountain!"

Ai Yan turned around and left, without looking back.

Yuan Zhen smiled hehehe, watched Ai Yan walk away step by step, and finally disappeared at the corner of the mountain road.

"Ai Yan, Xue Shao, Son of God......" silently reciting these names, Yuan Zhen slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, quietly looking at the large green grassland in front of him, and quietly pondered.

After a while, he whispered to himself: "Yuanzhen, now you are already above ten thousand people under one person. What more could you aspire for? ”

"Ai Yan, this perfect woman I've dreamed of for years?"

"If I really want to get her, it won't take much effort."

"But this kind of getaway is too light, and it will inevitably be boring."

"Xue Shao!" Reading this name again, Yuan Zhen couldn't help but take a deep breath, "If I can't defeat you, defeat you, and defeat you with my own hands, I will be bored!" ”

……

Shuozhou, the Great Wall.

The Shuozhou soldiers on the city gate were surprised to see that the three thousand Yue cavalry brought out by Xue Shao and Cheng Wuting came back.

This is not a surprise.

But if 3,000 people come back happily singing the military songs of the Tang Dynasty together, it is enough to make the soldiers who are used to living a boring life full of curiosity.

"The wind is flying, and the flag is flying

The big horn blows the knife and gun

The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast

Blue Sky Dome and Hunting Ground

Sharp Dysprosium Whistling Tiger Eagle Yang"

……

"Big Horn Song" is always so impassioned. If the athletes on the border sang it on the dusty battlefield, it would make people's blood boil.

Soon, the soldiers of the Tang Army on the city pass also sang along. They waved their red battle flags and beat huge snare drums.

Inside and outside the Great Wall, suddenly the majesty is majestic and magnificent!

"Happy!!" Cheng Wuting laughed loudly, "Lao Cheng has been fighting for almost forty years, and he has never experienced such a victory!" ”

"Rejoice! Joyfully!! Joyfully!!! ”

The guards around him cheered loudly and laughed loudly.

"It doesn't take a soldier or a soldier to move a knife or an arrow, just wave the pen and ink, and retreat 200,000 fierce enemies between your sleeves!" Cheng Wuting said loudly, "Sons, this is a rare miracle of conquest in a hundred years!! ”

Xue Shao smiled, "Evil, you've been boasting all the way for hundreds of miles, isn't it enough?" ”

"If that's the case, how can you brag?" Cheng Wuting stared at him and said seriously, "How can a few hundred miles be enough?" I have to shout all the way to Chang'an and to the court! ”

"Alright then, whatever you want." Xue Shao smiled, "However, there is still a big mess of things waiting in Chang'an. Let's do our best to hand over the military affairs and leave for Beijing! ”

"It's time to go back." Cheng Wuting took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "It seems that there is still a son of mine lying there, waiting for me to go to the white-haired man to send the black-haired man!" ”