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In the black night sky, the stars are beautiful and palpitating, and the pale silver light shines in the crescent moon sea below the mountain, reflecting countless blinking eyes. The grass by the lake is soft, and the wind is gentle, as if whispering to people in their sleep. Countless tents spread out from the crescent sea to the depths of the grassland, faintly reflecting the stars on the sky, while more herdsmen's tents were dark and quiet, bathed in starlight.

Fan Xian's hand holding the cylinder stiffened slightly, and he watched motionlessly near the king's tent on the shore of the Crescent Sea, and it was not until much later that he put down the cylinder, bowed his head and knees, and fell into deep thought.

Sihu Danyu walked into the small tent and did not come out for a long time. There should be a master of the Hu clan guarding in the surrounding darkness, but the entire defense system is much looser than usual, probably this Shan Yu is not willing, the masters of the royal court are too close to the tent.

Who lives in that small tent?" Fan Xian pursed his dry lips, feeling slightly depressed. This discovery may be a little strange, even stranger than Wei Wucheng's coincidence, but Fan Xian didn't suspect anything—the Hu people would never have imagined that someone could watch everything on the shore of the Crescent Sea on a high mountain.

This is not something that can be done by manpower, science and technology are the primary productive forces, Fan Xian's fingers gently rubbed the cylinder telescope, licked his lips, and did not leave, but waited quietly until Shan Yu walked out of the tent.

Xihu, who is over 30 years old, is a thin body. But the saber was not with him. After walking out of the tent, he turned around and bowed slightly, looking at his expression, it seemed that he was not willing to leave.

A sneering sneer appeared on the corner of Fan Xian's lips.

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A few days later. The major commercial houses in the Central Plains began to bargain with the dignitaries and nobles in the Xihu royal court for the goods related to the land carried by the bank. And in order to wait for the people who rushed over from the tent of the two great virtuous kings. It dragged on for a little more than two days.

The royal court's overtures to these merchants were naturally a matter of possible material imports in the future. But this autumn sale. It is also a huge amount of luxury goods fair in itself. The princes and nobles of Xihu have the most abundant resources in the entire grassland. I don't know how many gold and gems there are in my hands. It is used to buy luxury goods in the Central Plains. Don't blink at all.

But Rao is so. It took four or five days for the Central Plains merchants to sell all the land and inventory during this trip. During these four or five days. Mu Fenger represents the first commercial house in Shazhou. It's also close to the Hu people. Earn a small amount of money. And Fan Xian simply fulfilled his duties, and then began to take a walk around the Crescent Sea. Or rather, lookout. Or to be looked at.

I have to say. In his true identity. In the heart of the Xihu royal court, such a move was made. It is a very arrogant and even stupid act.

His eyebrows were pulled closer. The tips of the eyebrows are glued up a bit. The complexion has changed slightly, but what has not changed is the still handsome face. So when he walked on the meadows and sand dunes near the Crescent Sea, he was always greeted by countless pairs of fiery and fiery eyes.

Although the women of the Hu nationality are not as open as the Central Plains people denigrate, they have an attitude towards feelings and beautiful men. Definitely more enthusiastically. If Fan Xian can show the muscles hidden under his clothes, I believe this enthusiasm will be like a fire in autumn. Devour him directly.

It's just that he doesn't want to develop a relationship in the Hu clan that can't have an ending. He walked around the Crescent Sea, just chatting with Wei Wucheng. Of course. Whether or not there are hidden thoughts in his subconscious to attract the attention of another person, no one knows.

The conversation with Wei Wucheng went very well, this young man from Northern Qidi. I've probably been on the prairie for a long time. It's rare to meet someone as good as Fan Xian. From time to time, I would come to him to talk to him, and from a few days of conversation. Fan Xian gradually figured out some things, but in the last two days, maybe Wei Wucheng had received some kind of warning, and he seemed to pay more attention in words. At the same time, Fan Xian also found himself around. There are also a few more pairs of paying attention.

Fortunately, it didn't cause too many problems, and the princes and nobles in the royal tent were mainly thinking. is still on those businessmen and the local forces represented behind the merchants, Fan Xian, the little white face in the eyes of the Hu people, is not very eye-catching. He still stays late every night. Climb the steep lonely mountain on time, take the telescope, and spy on everything on the shore of the crescent moon.

Shan Yu in the middle of the night. It wasn't every day that he would leave his tent and go to that little tent, but the frequency was extraordinarily high. Fan Xian had already found out clearly that the small tents behind the side of the king's tent were where ordinary servants of the Hu clan lived, and they were not very good

The wonderful thing is that why did Shan Yu go there, and the wonderful thing is that Fan Xian and Mu Feng'er found that it was very difficult to get close to those small tents now, and there were many people secretly protecting that small tent and isolating it from the world by the Crescent Sea.

After squatting for four nights in a row, Fan Xian became more and more convinced of his inference, but he couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic in his heart, and the master of the grassland seemed to be too respectful.

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Eilechuan,

Under the Yin Mountain,

The sky is like a dome,

Caged four wilds.

The sky is firm,

Wild,

The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep low.

"Does anyone know where the Eilechuan is? Does Yin Mountain refer to the mountain behind Haizi?"

Many tents near the royal court had been removed, and the area around the Crescent Sea had become empty and quiet. The herdsmen who lived in pursuit of water and grass had their own place to go, and without the goods brought by the merchants of the Central Plains, the leaders of various tribes led their people home, and the attraction of the royal court to them was still far inferior to the goods of the Central Plains.

In a quiet tent, Wei Wucheng, who had been a collector of the inner treasury of the Xihu Royal Court for a year, took a piece of paper in his hand and asked his companions beside him. These people have been in the grassland for a year, helping Shan Yu to deal with political affairs, collecting intelligence, and playing an important role in the majesty of the royal court. Now that the Qing army's autumn hunt has ended, the grassland is ready to welcome the arrival of winter, and there is no major war to prepare, so Wei Wucheng began to make old mistakes.

"Do you think you are still in Shangjing? Do you think you can still go to the imperial examination?" one of his companions was obviously not in a very good mood, and said mockingly: "When I have nothing to do all day long, I will hold the poems and songs and read them, and I don't look at where they are." ”

Wei Wucheng was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "This little poem was given by a friend, and it describes the grassland scenery very well, so I wrote it down, but I don't understand two of the sentences very well. ”

These people carefully tasted it and found that it was indeed the case, this little poem was simple in words and sentences, but it was magnificent, and it was really not something that ordinary people could write.

In this way, this song began to be remembered, and then it spread to the Hu people around the royal court, and was translated into Hu language, and began to be sung softly by the Hu girls with leather whips.

It's not widely circulated, but rumors are better used than telescopes, it naturally has wings, and it's even more wonderful than Ye Liuyun's light body skills.

A servant maid with a goat's milk urn heard it as she passed through the tent. She stood outside the tent, gently laid down the urn, froze for a moment, and then wiped her milk-stained palm on her clothes.

Shan Yu also knew about this little poem that night, but he didn't care much, a male monarch had too many things to consider, and he didn't think that this little poem could bring any kind of problems, but he was entrusted by someone to ask a few words at random. Knowing that Wei Wucheng heard it from those merchants, he didn't care anymore.

Those Central Plains merchants have been away from the royal court for three days, are they still chasing each other back for a small speech?

Shan Yu was a little unconcerned about this matter, so when he found that the maidservant with the goat's milk urn had suddenly disappeared the next day, he was furious, as if someone had dug up a very important treasure in his heart.

Fortunately, the servant girl left a letter to persuade him to rest easy, and she went back as soon as she went, and only then did she stop the idea of sending cavalry to chase down those Central Plains merchants.

The autumn grass in the grassland is long, covering the road leading to all directions of the royal court, of course, there is no road on the grassland, and the horses step on it more, so there is naturally a road.

Just in the direction of Wang Ting to Qingzhou, more than a day's journey, is a large area of plain desert plains, extremely quiet, autumn is low, full of murder.

The woman, dressed as a handmaid, stepped out of the grass, and she saw the young man on the other side.

A young man with a smile on his face and a deep sense of disappointment in his eyes.

The young man looked at the woman he hadn't seen for three years, at her countenance, at her eyes, which were still as clear as a lake, nay, clearer than the crescent sea, at the hands she had inserted at her side, and said, "You are tanned. ”

Begonia Blossom, who has been missing for more than two years, has now become an ordinary maid in the court of Xihu Wang, she looked at Fan Xian, did not speak, and in her clear eyes, she didn't know what kind of words she was silently telling.

Fan Xian stared into her eyes and said, "I've been waiting for you here for two days...... Or have you been waiting for me on the prairie for two years?"