Before the sun set, the bonfire has been lit, and the bonfire is blazing, reflecting the cheerful smiling faces. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoSinging and dancing, horseback shooting, horn wrestling, the whole grassland is very lively.

And Tim was the second day of the master, and took his son Utu and went out of the tent to meet the messengers of the nations.

The specifications of the second day greeting are also related to the identity of the guests. For example, when the messenger of Shache came, Ri Er stood in front of the tent to greet him. The envoy of the turtle came, and the second day led the cavalry guard to meet him. The messenger of Kangju came, and the day was two miles away. And the barbarians of Jiankun, Hujie, and Ding Ling came, but Ri Er sat in the tent and only let his son go out to greet him.

At the last moment when the sun was setting, Ri Er rushed out of the tent, took his son, and a group of envoys from various countries who came spontaneously followed, mounted their horses one after another, and galloped forward.

The main master is here.

Wusun Dakun Mi is here! And it's not just the female, otherwise Ri Er wouldn't have rushed out like a fart, and the messengers wouldn't have been so active in welcoming it. And the only one who can make them so excited is the legendary man.

Mrs. Zhaojun!

The vast grassland sounded the horn and roared, the roaring hooves came from far and near, all kinds of flags were displayed, and the most eye-catching was the white flag "Dahan Fake Exercise Festival".

Under the banner, the white clothes are better than the snow, the white horse is the horse, and the white gauze hat is shrouded from top to bottom. The majesty of the Han Banner, as well as the mysterious nobility, made Ri Er, who originally came with careful thoughts, suddenly discouraged, and his demeanor unconsciously became respectful.

"Day 2 greets the Han envoy."

After the two teams approached, a clear voice came from behind the hat: "General Zuo welcomes him personally, don't dare to be." Thank you for welcoming you from afar, and thank you for your greetings. ”

Zhaojun lifted the veil, revealed his true face, and bowed on the horse. The envoys of the countries on the second side of the day returned the salute one after another, and everyone's eyes were glued to the beautiful and refined face, and they were shocked, and many people forgot to straighten up after saluting.

Da Kun Mi was actually standing side by side with Zhaojun, but at this moment, he became air......

Under the leadership of Ri Er, more than 300 people, including Zhaojun, Female Limi, Da Le, Beishan Xihou, Gongsun Fu, Ban Zhi, and Qingyan, went to the station.

As she passed a firefire pit with firewood taller than a person, a woman by the campfire suddenly looked back and stared fixedly at one of the people in the group.

The person who was being stared at immediately had a sense, followed his gaze, and suddenly stopped moving.

Zhaojun was stunned and asked in a low voice, "Qingyan, what's wrong?" ”

Qingyan rarely said nothing, and looked at the woman by the bonfire, and suddenly shook the reins and rode out of the team to meet the woman.

"Deer slave—"

"Qingyan—"

One rushed forward, the other flew off his horse and hugged each other happily.

Lu slave, this woman is actually a Lu slave!

Qingyan and Lu Nu, in the days of escape, those days of perseverance, formed a deep friendship, parted for five years, and met at this time, it was called an excitement.

Li Ren was also in the welcoming team, and he couldn't help but not tell Qing Yan, first, it was inconvenient for him to have too many people, and second, he also wanted to see this scene. Now, he saw it, and his face was full of relief.

"Lu Nu, ...... you now," Qing Yan said as he glanced at Li Ren.

Dressed in a thick fur coat, the little girl who was pale back then has become healthy and ruddy. Lu Nu smiled and nodded: "Yes, I am now the Yan clan of Jiankun Xiao Wang." ”

"Great!" Qingyan was sincerely happy for her friend, but while she was happy, she didn't forget to ask in a low voice, "Is it left or right?" ”

Lu Nu and Li Ren glanced at each other, and replied proudly: "There is no left and right, there is only one Yan clan in Jiankun Xiaowang." ”

Qingyan's expression can only be described as surprise, but the smile has not faded, and her friend's rhetorical question suddenly made her smile freeze.

"Qingyan, what about you? I heard that he is already the Marquis of Fuping......"

Qingyan quickly cut off the conversation: "I am the servant of the son, and there is nothing else." Lu slave, be cautious. ”

Lu Nu was stunned for a while, nodded, didn't say anything anymore, just took Qingyan's hand: "Come on, participate in our clan's bonfire party." ”

Qingyan gently withdrew his hand, turned over on the horse, turned around the horse, raised his hand and swept the green silk on the sideburns, and said with a smile: "I still have responsibilities to do, but I will have a big deal to do, and I will definitely reunite with the deer slaves." ”

Lu Nu smiled and waved: "I'll see you later." ”

"I'll see you later." Qing Yan said loudly, riding his horse like flying, quickly integrated into the team, and disappeared.

As soon as Zhaojun and Female Limi arrived, the host and guest were basically all here. The reason why I say basic is because there is still one more important person who has not arrived: the envoy of the capital protectorate.

After the negotiation of Zhaojun, Female Limi, and Rier, they met for three days first, and then discussed when the envoy of the Protectorate arrived. Of course, the leaders did not discuss during the three days, and their subordinates could meet first, find out each other's bottoms, bargain, outline the terms, and finally give the leaders an outline to take to the formal meeting for discussion.

It was his son Utu who did this on Rier's side, and his confidant Uri. On the side of Zhaojun and Female Limi, Ban Zhi and Dale are responsible.

At the bonfire party, many young men fought for Mrs. Zhaojun...... The maids looked at it, and danced hard, rode and archery, and showed bravery. However, even if those prairie boys almost fought, the heroic maids did not look at them squarely.

Qingyan also got permission from Zhaojun to reunite with the deer slaves. The two women who had reunited after a long absence, were laughing and laughing, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Looking up, I realized that at some point, Utu and Ban Zhi actually appeared in the field.

Although this is a happy gathering place for Jiankun, Hujie, and Ding Ling, there is no restriction on the grassland, and you can "group together" at any time. What's more, Utu is still the owner of this land. It's just that the way these two people entered the venue was obviously a little wrong - they entered with wine bags.

Utu is a strong man in his twenties, and I don't know if he drank too much wine and had a fever or was born with a different physique. He carried the wine bag in one hand, grabbed Ban Zhi with the other, swept his bull's eyes around, and finally stopped on Qing Yan's face, grinned and laughed: "Ban Zhonglang, how about fighting wine here?" ”

Before Ban Zhi could speak, the men and women of the three northern tribes around him cheered in unison, cheering and cheering, and the strange laughter and shouts were endless.

Qingyan clearly saw the embarrassment and reluctance on Ban Zhi's face, this bag of wine is seven or eight catties, although there is no strong wine in this era, but even if it is seven or eight catties of water, it is enough to choke in the stomach. Qingyan remembered that he had heard Ban Zhi say that during the negotiation, Utu and Wuri were almost speechless by his refuting - needless to say, this is a mutual threat between the two negotiation opponents.

Utu said with a smile: "Ban Zhonglang, you are a literati, so I will compete with you in the most elegant way." If you don't, then we're going to do it. ”

The commotion around him became louder, and he kept shouting to Ban Zhi. Fortunately, the three tribes in the north couldn't understand the barbarian language, otherwise Ban Zhi's face would be even more ugly.

Ban Zhi was dragged by Utu, everyone watched, it was difficult to ride a tiger, he didn't want to drink, but he was not the only one who lost. Ban Zhi gritted his teeth, pulled out the soft stopper, held up the wine bag, raised his head and stretched out his neck, and drank before drinking. Utu held the bottom of the bag with one hand and poured it down, a piercing laugh coming out of his mouth.

Ban Zhi was poured with wine and coughed, and he was really uncomfortable.

Laugh at! A cold light flashed, the bottom of the wine bag was cut by a sharp blade, and the wine was poured out with a bang, pouring Utu and Ban Zhi.

Qingyan stood proudly in the crowd and looked at Wutu coldly: "Both of you are negotiators, you should focus on the overall situation, if you drink too much, it's better to drink less!" (To be continued.) )