Chapter Eighty-Four: Autumn Hunting

Chen Ying, Chu State, Xinggong. Under the dark sky, there is a little cold moonlight, leaving a little shadow on the tall maple trees, and from time to time a wisp of wind blows, and the dense slightly yellow maple leaves come from the sound of crushing. Occasionally, the chirping of a few cuckoos, magpies, sparrows and other birds and the sound of their wings fluttering, these sounds suddenly stopped under the inspection of the Qi guards next to them, leaving only the sound of neat footsteps.

In a palace, Tian Jian looked down at an invitation card in his hand, which was made of fine silk, and there were mysterious patterns on it, because he didn't know too much about the various customs of the Chu State, and he couldn't understand what kind of pattern it was, it seemed to be a kind of divine bird.

At this moment, his fingers rubbed the invitation back and forth, and suddenly his fingers holding the silk suddenly stopped, and after a careful look at the content of the invitation, the corners of his mouth raised a little arc, raised his head, and said softly: "This autumn hunt, I don't know what the King of Chu thinks." It is said that the older you get, the more confused you are, but I think this King of Chu is getting older and more shrewd, but if this shrewdness is too much, it will make people suspicious. ”

After a while, his lips moved, revealing words that others couldn't understand, "This Qin State hasn't moved yet, Zhao Guo is the first to move, I don't know what Zhao Guo said this time, after all, Qi Guo helped Zhao Guo first." Zhongshan wolf, really Zhongshan wolf! King Wuling of Zhao inherited the cavalry archery of the Hu clan and learned their treachery thoroughly. ”

After saying that, he held the entire invitation card in his hand fiercely.

Let go!

The white silk slid to the floor, and the mysterious pattern was hidden in the darkness.

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A large mountain near Chen Ying.

At the foot of the mountain, there are endless tents of various colors, from the foot of the cyan mountain to the lake at the hundred miles, every place you pass, there is a banner with the illustrious surname of their family, next to the largest yellow tent in the center, but the three most powerful families of the Chu State, Jing, Qu, and Zhao, and their clansmen are also the most.

As the royal branch of the Chu State, the three major families have a prominent position that others don't know, just by being next to the big tent of the King of Chu, you can see a trace of suspicion, after all, the important official positions such as Ling Yin in the past dynasties are controlled by them.

And on the western edge there is this big tent that is out of place with the others, these big tents are all purple, about a few dozen. And next to the big tent, there are Qi soldiers patrolling back and forth, counting carefully, there are more than a thousand.

Tian Jian wore leather armor specially made for him, long boots, and thick purple silk underneath, with a long sword hanging from his waist. And next to his boots there was a hidden compartment with a dagger inside. Leather armor was for hunting convenience, silk was for assassination, and daggers were for just in case.

Next to him were soldiers who helped him with a shooting pot and a bow.

"Are you ready?" Tian Jian held the hilt of the sword and pulled the sword out slightly, and a clear sound came out.

"Ready, Your Highness." Wei Qing next to him replied.

Tian Jian glared at him and said slowly: "What this palace means is that there is a problem with people." ”

Wei Qing thought about it for a while, and then understood the meaning: "People are okay, they are all dead." ”

"That's good." Tian Jian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After a while, a Chu soldier came from the east and rode to the camp of the Qi army and shouted: "The king has an order to invite the prince of Qi to go hunting." ”

Tian Jian glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding guards got on their horses and waited, and the neat movements made the Qi army guards next to them take a closer look. Don't look at this is just fifty cavalry, each of these cavalrymen has a military position, and each of them is at least a township commander, managing hundreds of Qi troops. This was selected by Tian Fazhang from the most elite guards in the palace to protect Tian Jian, and there was absolutely no problem with one against three.

Seeing the soldiers around him getting on the horse, Tian Jian also took a deep breath, plucked up his strength and rode on the horse in one breath, glanced at the newborn sun, and shouted, "Go." ”

In the open space near the central tent, the nobles from all over the Chu State were gathered, among which the prince of the Chu State, the princess was the most conspicuous, and on the chariot in front, Mi Ya and Mi Shu stood side by side, looking at the crowd, as if looking for someone.

Qi Ya's face was full of expectation, her hands clenched the corners of her skirt, she glanced at Qi Shu who was sulking, and asked, "Prince Jian doesn't know if he will come today?" ”

"Sister! I have to say it a few times, I asked the queen mother, and the queen mother said that the prince would definitely be invited to build this autumn hunt. Mi Shu's cheeks bulged, like a little frog, and with a poof, she released her breath. said again: "Sister, you really won't be tempted?" What's so good about that prince building. ”

Qi Ya didn't care about Qi Shu's words at all, as if he was air, still looking at the back blankly.

"It's coming, it's coming." Mi Shu suddenly shouted, jumping up and down, wanting to see more clearly.

"Where?" Yaya's eyes immediately went back and forth.

"The purple flag is." Mi Shu replied.

Tian Jian rode a horse and saw the chariot in front of him from a distance, and also saw Mi Shu and Mi Ya, but obviously his mind was not here, but the red team on the left.

The group consisted of about twenty or thirty horsemen, dressed in short brown clothes, with large trousers like those of later generations, and their horses were a little taller than the other cavalry.

Among them was a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, who had a short run, and his eyes the size of mung beans were always shining.

"I saw Pingyuanjun in Shimoda Jian, and I can see Pingyuanjun today, and I really live up to the name of a virtuous son." Tian Jian had a smile on his face, waved his horse and walked slowly to Zhao Sheng's [Pingyuan Jun], and arched his hand.

When Zhao Sheng heard Tian Jian's voice, he also arched his hand at Tian Jian, stroked Ran with his right hand, and a smile appeared on his face, and he said happily: "Your Excellency should be the prince of Qi State!" ”

"Exactly." Tian Jian replied impartially and positively.

Zhao Sheng's mung bean-sized eyes purred, and he praised Tian Jian: "Prince Jian is really bold, he dares to go to Chu State as an envoy, it is better to win." ”

The corners of Tian Jian's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled: "Qi and Chu have had an alliance since ancient times, and King Chu Huai was bewitched by Zhang Yi and broke off the relationship between the two families, but the friendship is still there." What's more, Chu and Qi are weak countries, not as strong as Zhao and Qin, how can they do things that violate morality. ”

Zhao Sheng's face crossed, this prince Jian seemed to speak without thorns, but in fact, he accused Zhao Guo of sending troops to Chu this time, saying that Zhao Guo violated morality, and Qi Guo just helped Zhao State resist Qin State, at this time Zhao State came to Chu State, and its intention was naturally obvious, that is, to persuade Chu State not to send troops to help Qi.

Tian Jian himself also understands that if the Qi State is weakened by Qin, Han and Wei again, then the Qi State will only die as the younger brother of the Zhao State, or the Zhao State will slow down the time when the new king succeeds to the throne, and the snipe will fight with each other, and the fisherman will be proud and attack the Qi State to alleviate his strategic weakness.