Chapter 91 Qinghong became a thought

Guicheng.

"Lord, I have found the trace of that person." The guy with the black hat stood at the entrance of the hall of the government office in Guicheng, looking at the tall man sitting on the high hall and stroking a sheep bone. The man's clothes were slanted, revealing his strong muscles, his wheat-colored skin had a natural luster because of his perennial bare skin, and the scars on his chest really showed his manhood.

"Really? What has changed about that woman? "Kuoyuan didn't have any ups and downs, and took the lamb bone well. The sheep's posterior groove bone is round, the front is flat, and the anterior bone is knocked out by Kuoyuansheng, leaving the hind bone to hold in the hand, not big or small, just a palm. His voice was languid, with a natural steppe aristocratic atmosphere.

The vast life has been so complete that it is not like words. Khan and Yan had four children, all of whom were Tatar warriors and warriors, and as the third child, Kuoyuan took the sky as his name, highlighting the Khan's strong expectations for him and giving him supreme glory. But later it became an excuse for him not to get involved in the affairs of the court, saying that "how can a big husband as vast and boundless as the sky be bound by a small court"?

But there is an eldest brother who inherits the throne, and there is no risk for him to not participate in politics. So on the second day of the Khan's accession to the throne, he rightfully lost his official position, took his horse and scimitar, and galloped unscrupulously across the vast plain.

Every day, watching the morning glow rise, the white cattle and sheep are everywhere, and at night watching the exhausted sun go back, the herdsmen who are wrapped in thick and thick are waving thin horsewhips to drive the cattle and sheep, and the clouds are drifting unintentionally in the blue sky, and he stands on the side whistling.

Such days are peaceful and pleasant, except for the day when the blood moon is dyed red. The grassland was empty, and the moon at night was always as big as a silver platter, and he returned to the small village where he lived as usual, and then saw a tragedy, he said nothing, turned his horse's head, and ran away with a long roar. The village below the low slope was on fire, and the wind blew in the ears, crying like a complaint.

The moon is still the same round, but no matter how you look at it, it is a poignant shape. That night, everything was gone, including love, friendship, all the feelings that were about to sprout, all the feelings that had not yet grown.

After that, Kuoyuan never believed any remarks, and still took the saber and scimitar on his body, but purchased a large bag of knives, large and small, long and short, and always after the vultures and vultures had eaten, he took a sharp knife to polish the skulls of cattle and sheep, and then put them in a rough leather bag and carried them with him.

"Lord Wang, that woman is as lazy as she is, it seems that she has a cold during this time, and the whole person is not too comfortable, it is a good time for us to start." The man in black in the hat was eager to try. Gu Lingge's typhoid fever can only be a good thing for him, I think that when he woke up, he had so much hatred, he had to take revenge on everything, and he had to get back from that woman one by one what he lost, and he wanted everything that didn't fall!

"What's the panic?" Kuoyuan's voice is always lazy, and then he looks out, and the boxy sky makes him very uncomfortable to look at. As if he didn't see the fierce expression of the person in front of him, Kuoyuan directly called someone.

Zhizhou knelt on the ground tremblingly, his face was overly frightened. Kuoyuan's expression was obviously peaceful, but Zhizhou was afraid. "You call someone to this king to tear down the walls on both sides for me, this space is so crowded, Lao Tzu can't look at the clouds if he wants to." Broad and bold, unlike those Jiangnan scholars who are humble and gentlemen. He will always be the wild man who eats meat and drinks a lot.

It's not the prince, his name is Kuoyuan.

"Report." There was a herald outside, and Kuoyuan watched the figure run in, directly waved his hand so that he didn't have to kneel, raised his eyes and asked what was wrong, "The envoy of Han and Qin is here to see." ”

It's a strange story to have an envoy at this time. Kuoyuan stood up, raised his eyebrows, and then directly shook the sheep's skull, pulled his clothes and stood up straight, the muscles on his face began to tense. There are not many people in Han and Qin, he has seen. If the one who came didn't agree with him, he would just cut off his skull and send it back.

Chu Zhaonan sent over a reasonable Shu Yu. Originally, Fang Yuan said that he wanted to accompany him, but as long as they were not blind, they could see that Chu Zhaonan thought about it for a while, and finally decided not to let Fang Yuan go. Fang Yuan pursed his lips in the end, but still didn't say anything.

"I've heard the name of the prince for a long time, and when I see it today, it's not a lie." As soon as he spoke, Kuoyuan frowned. He didn't like the crepe tone, man, where are there so many so-called etiquette to talk about?

"If the envoy only greets the king, then he can go." There was no mercy in Kuoyuan's voice, and the laziness just now was gone, replaced by toughness and disgust.

Shu Yu had a soothing eyebrow, glanced at Kuoyuan, and then was neither humble nor arrogant: "I'm afraid that the prince's hospitality will be tongue-in-cheek." People say that they don't stretch out their hands and don't hit smiling people, but they haven't done anything to the prince. "Shu Yu has always liked to dig holes for people and then watch him jump into it.

But although Kuoyuan said that he was informal, he was not without brains, looked at the person in front of him, and smiled: "Come here, show the messenger tea, don't be flattened by this southern boy." He did it on purpose, even if he knew that it was useless to provoke, but he felt happy when he looked at the other party's stiff face.

Shu Yu sat down, took a shallow sip of tea, and began to talk about business: "There is something unclear below, I hope the prince will not hesitate to give advice." Kuoyuan waved his hand and signaled him to say directly.

"The Tatar Khan wants justice, Han Qin has already given the murderer, and he has also handed it over to the Khan to deal with, why do you still raise troops to attack my city? The prince needs to give us an explanation. Although Shu Yu's words were Xingshi's questioning, his voice was still as shallow and faint. Kuoyuan can see that this is a soft and hard thing to eat, and Chu Zhaonan's choice is not bad.

"There is no explanation, if I kill you alone, and make up for your sheep, if you are happy, let's do something else." The broad metaphor is a bit overbearing. Both sides lost people, not livestock, but he just wanted to be humiliated, and no one could do anything about it.

The prince laughed. I came here this time to discuss with the prince for a while, and our general Chu Zhaonan wanted to have a good talk with the prince about this matter, hoping that the prince would be able to appreciate it. Shu Yu was very respectful on his face, but what he was thinking about in his heart was not the same thing at all. As a border official, Kuoyuan's temperament had no effect on him, but he subconsciously felt that this meeting and meeting collapsed, and although Kuoyuan's temperament was wild, it still exceeded his expectations.

"Chu Zhaonan?" It's another familiar name. Kuoyuan was obviously interested, and his face was also angry, and then he grabbed another skull from the table on the side, and laughed boldly while feeling the luster of the bones.

"Okay, you tell Chu Zhaonan that this king must go, and at noon in three days, he will be at the gate of the city wall." One of the great advantages of Broad is that it is always atmospheric. This sentence is spoken very fluently. He had fought countless times at the door of people's tents, and this time it was the same at the gate of the city.

Shu Yu endured the curiosity in his heart and respectfully withdrew. Kuoyuan behind him opened his mouth and smiled, and when he heard the arrogant voice, he knew that he was very happy, and Shu Yu was also laughing. Although Chang Dong is a general, he doesn't have much time to be busy outside, and if he really wants to talk about fame, he may not be as good as Chu Zhaonan.

North Side.

Gu Lingge's wind and cold are completely good, and he likes to write letters to Huyue in the past two days, and he has also written a lot of miscellaneous things, but Huyue replied slowly, but only the two of them know the details.

On this day, Gu Lingge also felt that he was jumping around, and the horse in the inner courtyard was actually running in the city. Yun Shuang and Mu Yi went to Chu Zhaonan's side, so they didn't stop it properly.

Although there are still businesses on the main road, they can only be described in a few words. Gu Lingge was wrapped thickly, and the snow-carved white velvet scarf scarf made her only show her eyeballs, which was smart and beautiful. No one on the street can recognize her, and how many people in this world can know her?

Blue sometimes tells her funny things, but most of the time she just follows her with a calm face, and this time is no exception. Yunshuang and they have been used to it recently, when they are not there, they will go to the inn to talk to Lan Yi, and then Lan Yi will beat his horse and come over to follow, it has always been like this, Gu Lingge is too lazy to care, just blindly doing her own thing, as long as she does not go out of the city gate, no one cares about her.

The streets of Beicheng are very empty, and all that can be seen are bluestone slabs, but after all, they are close to the grassland, and many of the leather and hair decorative elements of the grassland are mixed in, which looks very harmonious.

Gu Lingge was curious. Except that she couldn't get up because she was too lazy, she felt it well at night on the grassland. The huge space fills every inch of air with loneliness and cold, and there is a distant moon outside, big and as bright as a porcelain plate. According to the people who live here, if you're lucky enough to hear a wolf howl at some point, it's a different story.

"Blue, did I say I wanted to find a place to live on the grassland?" Gu Lingge doesn't want to be called home, the home that others say is not at the same level as the home he understands. She didn't know why, but her recent self was unusually consistent with this kind of chewing words. Obviously I never did this.

"The master has never told his subordinates like this." Lan Yi was a little surprised by Gu Lingge's initiative today, thought about it, and answered honestly.

"If I could, I would like to find a tent here, move the little things I need, and then live with the sun and moon every day, without sheep or cows, with my horses and my little place, no one will come, no one will hear me. It's been quiet all the time. Gu Lingge's voice became more lyrical, and the atmosphere of the whole person became warm, just like every girl talking about her future, full of longing and expectation.

Lan Yi didn't know what to say, and then he saw Yunshuang leading the black horse, galloping over, and looked at Gu Lingge fixedly: "Master, Zhaonan said that he wanted to see you." ”