Chapter 84: Autumn Mi (2)

Even if it is not about fame and fortune, Lin Yuan wants to accompany the emperor. Sitting upside down in a soft sedan chair along the way, all she could think about were beautiful pictures of white tents, boundless green carpets, and handsome and strong guys from ethnic minorities.

However, this autumn festival is still different from touring the mountains and rivers.

Lin Yuan was not physically strong. After living in a luxurious palace for a long time, eating and dressing every day, and bathing with roses and milk, the squeamishness became more and more serious. When she got out of the carriage, the wind blowing in the north of the country blew to her mouth, and the feeling of pouring cold water was not covered. Lin Yuan almost choked on spittle, and then frowned and covered her chest, looking like a Shih Tzu.

The entourage and the aboriginal attendants of the deer enclosure chanted long live. The three imperial concubines stood together with a group of imperial concubines and princes' concubines, and like Lin Yuan, there were many people who coughed and shouted long live, including men.

It's time for this group of rice worm nobles to come out and practice.

Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief before he began to look around. She noticed that the building in front of her lit up - well, it was really a tent.

I thought it was a palace.

I'm so excited.

I've heard that the tents are all sitting on the floor and wrapped in blankets, oh, a different kind of enjoyment.

But when Lin Yuan walked into his tent, he was blind. Packaging, packaging, just now I was talking about why this tent looks so big, it turns out that it is a palace made of walls.

There are even compartments in the huge tent, and the five bedrooms and two living rooms are not ambiguous. The incense burner is burned with mosquito-repellent spices, the ground is covered with felt carpets, the four corners are standing Panlong Palace pillars, and the bed is a gorgeous rosewood carved beam moon cave. Even the ceiling, which is made of neat thousand-year-old wood and glazed tiles, is magnificent, with a layer of felt on top of it, proclaiming "I am a tent".

The aristocracy is worthy of being an aristocrat, even if he comes to Qiuqiu, it is impossible to really endure hardships, and the degree of exercise is very limited.

From the large wall pillars to the small flower pots, they are all copied from the palace. Even the style of painting is the same, Lishan is built according to the Jiangnan garden.

It's boring.

In fact, Lin Yuan's idea is purely to eat and support, if she is allowed to live in a real tent - the blanket is spread on the ground and she sleeps on the bed, there are no pillars in the house, the space is small, the lights are dim, eat and sit on the ground and let the cold air rush upward, there is no boxwood to make the door closed, and climb in scorpion spiders or something. Basically, it was a day to hit the streets.

There were many things she hadn't thought of yet. The weather outside the plug is harsh, where is just talking, the wind and sand along the way blow out a layer of dust on the clothes, but when you get to the paddock, the wind is much lighter, at least there is no sand. The air is also less dry, at least it doesn't make the skin dead anymore. Why is that? Because when this place was first built, people specially selected a large canyon with mountains in the south, water in the north, lush vegetation and fragrant flowers and fruits. Anyone who has been to Tibet knows that in a place with a harsh climate, the canyon is Xiaojiangnan.

***

The next day, a diplomatic ceremony was held.

It was the opening ceremony of the hunt with Mongolia.

There were now eight tribes in the Mongols, and all eight of their kings sat facing each other with Tuoba Hong, but only the leader of the Balhu tribe counted his words, and was also the leader of the entire Mongol tribe, King Khan, and the other seven had to listen to him—because his tribe was the largest, of course.

To Lin Yuan's surprise, the leader of the Nabal Tiger tribe turned out to be a very young hairy guy, who looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked thin, not at all like the tiger-backed and bearded leaders of the other seven tribes. It was ten years ago when he fought against the Huns with Tuoba Hong, well, that should be his father.

"This young Khan has a white face!" Chu Tao, who was standing behind Lin Yuan, quietly bit her ear with her: "I heard that the King of Mongolia has the name of a tyrant before, and he is very fond of slaughter. Today it seems to be a rumor. ”

Lin Yuan glanced at the Khan King sitting in the middle, he was really a white-faced scholar-like figure, and he didn't know how such a young man could suppress the other seven tribes. She smiled meaninglessly and said, "You know how to gossip." This is the new king who ascended the throne a few years ago, but their first Khan King has a reputation for indiscriminate killing, and people use false rumors to deduct the words of the First Khan King to this one. ”

Many people from the Mongolian clan and nobles came, and the horseback riding scene was as vast as that of the Qin State. The only difference is that there are many more women in other people's houses than in the Qin State, and the queen and concubine can ride horses and drink alcohol.

The Mongols were enthusiastic and down-to-earth, and Yuan Lie, the leader of the Balhu Tigers, gave 100 barrels of wine and mare's milk and other specialties, as well as 100 horses of sweat and blood, and returned the silk and porcelain that Tuoba Hong gave him. The princes and nobles are too cheerful, and the wrestling match does not care about their status at all, and a certain unqualified Mongolian guard smashed a prince to the ground and was promoted to the chief of the guard.

Don't get too excited about the campfire dance at night. Among them, Si Qin, a princess of the Tashan tribe, ran wildly from another bonfire to Tuoba Hong's bonfire, and reached out to hug a certain Qin country...... "Handsome warrior, please bring my heart home" The man had never seen such a strong woman, the bones on his shoulders were almost broken by her, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground and could not break free from Si Qin's arms.

King Tashan Khan looked at his daughter and laughed: "Very good Siqin, the dowry is ready for you, chase after the person you love!" ”

Tuoba Hong smiled and gave the marriage on the spot, and praised the man: "Yang Lao Zaifu's grandson is also out now, you have to treat the princess well in the future!" ”

Yang Moqian was dumbfounded, oh, it turned out to be a princess, even if she looks frustrated, she can marry...... After giving full play to the advantages of the Central Plains people's mental skills, he happily accepted the order, and then Princess Siqin lifted him up with one hand and carried him back to the Mongolian tent.

It was late at night when everyone dispersed and returned to the tent. Everyone hasn't participated in Mongolia's big country for a long time, and after a day of tossing, they are all quite happy.

Princess Siqin is the main object of discussion among the young county kings and princes. They whispered in groups, not all princesses are as strange as Si Qin, if they can get Princess Mingyue or a few beautiful princes, it will be a good deal.

Tuoba Hong didn't have the heart to consider whether to marry a Mongolian princess as a concubine.

He didn't rest in the middle of the night, and passed on Xiao Ge Lao and several courtiers to discuss politics all night. At this time, Lin Yuan's concubine came in handy, she was responsible for cooking supper for the emperor herself, although she was not as good as the chef, but the emperor was good for her.

Lin Yuan was so tired that his back hurt, and he was almost sleepy and had to cook for him. The first snow accompanied her and yawned again and again.

I don't know what the emperor has been busy with recently, the friendship between Mongolia and Qin has always been stable, they are now led by the Balhu tribe, and there is no infighting, what can be worth Tuoba Hong to worry about? The territory of Qin is also quite stable, the country is rich and the people are strong, and there are no floods and droughts.

Early the next morning, the hunt officially began.

There are many varieties of beasts in the deer enclosure, and the quantity is large, and the quality is not flattering.

Wolves, tigers, dogs, bears, these fierce materials are all in the mountains and deep forests. The royal clerks diligently captured them alive from those places and put them in captivity in the paddock, resulting in a much higher density of wild animals in the paddock than normal. Otherwise, how can it be called a paddock? If you really go hunting, you are masters of carrying back an antelope a day, where does the "Holy One Day Hunt X Bear Y Head Sheep"?

It is precisely because of captivity that these beasts are not so wild - usually the emperor does not come to hunt, and the servants in the enclosure put the animals in cages one by one, eating and drinking and serving. Is it really possible to let all the animals run around in such a large paddock? It won't be long before the tiger can eat up the antelope, and then wait a few days for the tiger to fight for territory, and in the end, there is only one tiger king left, and the laws of nature will give you a normal world.

And now Tuoba Hong and the Mongol king led a large group of princes and nobles to hunt.

The attendants around them rode around the field, holding a set of poles to drive all kinds of wild beasts to the nobles. The group was delighted to find the wolves and foxes one after the other, shooting arrows with their bows, and ouch...... Ah no, this son still shot, the beast density is high, and the lying gun next to it is gone!

***

In the tent at the back, Lin Yuan and Concubine Wen were learning to ride horses.

The queen sat a little bored in her gorgeous golden tent carved with a phoenix tail, while smiling and listening to the two young daughters of the king of Beijing under her knees tell some interesting stories on the hunting ground, discussing which prince was talented and both civil and military. She didn't need to learn to ride a horse to get close to the emperor, because there were too many opportunities for the entire Emperor Qiu to be with her. Besides, the queen of the Central Plains is not interested in horseback riding, and the only thing she has to do is to stand beside the emperor and support the field.

As idle as the queen is Shen Yunrong. She is not as easy as the queen - she can't be with the emperor justifiably, and she can't learn from Lin Yuan. The emperor favored the Lin family and the Xu family, and one of them rewarded them with a pony to play, but forgot about himself.

However, the task of the Shen family to come to the enclosure is to take care of the emperor's eldest son, not to serve the emperor, and Lin Yuan is of course different. In this way, she should focus on her son, and it would be wrong for her to have fun by herself.

Shen Yunrong sighed and shook his hand out of the tent. She beckoned to a small figure in the distance, and the child handed the polo club in his hand to the attendant, and rode a short red date horse to run over quickly, dismounted and said with a smile: "Mother, the master said that the son's riding skills are very good......

Shen interrupted him unhappily and said, "Your father's team has already entered the deep forest, what's the use of you playing polo with a group of young county princes behind you!" Why don't you follow your father's side! ”

Tuoba Yan opened a pair of innocent big eyes: "I ride slowly, and I have just learned archery, and I can't shoot prey if I keep up, and I will drag down my father and emperor ......."

"No matter what, you have to follow!" Shen said undoubtedly.

Tuoba Yan sighed.

Shen was a little irritable in his heart, Yan'er was just a child who was not very outstanding and not very bad. And the emperor always treated their mother and son lukewarmly, even if he canonized Yan'er as King Zhao, he didn't give much care and teaching.