The flag covers the sun, the smoke and dust are billowing, the carriages and horses are galloping, and an autumn hunt is full of 10,000 people.

Due to physical reasons, His Majesty did not personally participate in the autumn hunt, and the harem concubines did not attend to avoid suspicion.

Even so, the autumn hunt was grandiose in scale. There are more than 20,000 princes and nobles, civil and military officials, vassal kings from all over the country, envoys of small countries, as well as guards and accompanying soldiers.

This autumn hunt lasted for half a month, General Jianwei was in charge of the overall situation, and the county lord of Fengyi served as the deputy commander.

She was dressed in a fiery red uniform, riding a high-headed horse, and her majestic posture suppressed several princes.

A group of three hundred women, dressed in blue and white uniforms, rode three hundred horses, and were taller than the average man.

Someone was surprised, pointed to the horsewhip and asked, "Who is the person behind the county lord of Fengyi?" ”

"Well, the county lord of Fengyi asked for grace from His Majesty and trained three hundred female guards. Don't underestimate these women's soldiers, if you make a move, ordinary guards may not be able to take advantage. ”

"Obediently, the county lord of Fengyi is so majestic, and even the female private soldiers have been raised."

The annual autumn hunt is an important opportunity for Daxia to promote national prestige and deter the state.

Hundreds of civil and military officials and noble families can bring their families to the autumn hunt according to their grades.

Lord Fan brought Fan Xi'er and Fan Yanran sisters, but Fan Xi'er didn't want to ride in the same carriage with Fan Yanran, so she simply rode a horse and followed the county lord of Fengyi.

If it had been in the past, Lord Fan would have counted his daughter's deviance.

Because the person she followed was the county lord of Fengyi, Lord Fan didn't say much.

His Majesty's body is much stronger than last year, and the voice of the prince is not so strong. If he can get on the line with the Fengyi County Lord, he can also go further.

The eldest princess of Wei lifted the curtain and looked at her daughter at the front from afar, with a smile in her eyes: "Zhaohua, this child, has been too flamboyant in the past six months. ”

Her mouth was flamboyant, and her eyes were full of appreciation.

Mama Jiang took out the food box from the drawer, poured tea again, and showed a kind smile on her naturally stern face: "The little princess is like a princess, when you were young, your elegance was unparalleled. ”

"Mama is happy with Yuan Rong again, I only wish Zhaohua to be happy and not be wronged."

The daughter received an errand, and the eldest princess of Wei did not bring a face when she participated in the autumn hunt in order to relieve the incident.

Speaking of faces, in fact, the eldest princess of Wei is not as obsessed with men as rumored.

There are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow's door, she is widowed at a young age, and I don't know how many of her affairs have been arranged.

As long as the eldest princess of Wei Guo said a few more words to the prince of which family, there would be rumors that she would ask His Majesty for marriage.

If she held a banquet and invited celebrities or talents, even more ugly rumors would follow.

Tired of being over-interpreted in her every move, the eldest princess of Wei simply fought poison with poison, and raised a handsome and amorous face in the mansion.

After raising the noodle head, the reputation of the eldest princess of Wei fell to the bottom, what did she do, but no one would seize the private relationship between men and women to make a fuss.

With the power of the eldest princess of Wei, which son do you admire, and you still sneak around?

The contingent of state envoys was located in the middle, protected by guards in front and behind.

The first is to prevent them from encountering accidents in Great Xia, and the other is to prevent them from suddenly causing sabotage.

If it is not my race, its heart will be different, and there will be some small friction between Great Xia and several small states every few years.

Whenever the Central Plains fell into chaos, it was the time when the small states took the opportunity to make waves.

The autumn hunting team was stationed in the vast grassland, and everyone camped in batches, and Jeruzabanin stood on the high ground, looking at a figure as red as the sun in the distance.

"That's the Fengyi County Lord of Great Xia?"

He had a rugged beard, a long face, a towering hooked nose, hair in braids and a pair of light blue eyes.

"Master, the woman in red is the county lord of Fengyi."

"Okay, it is said that the county lord of Fengyi is a hot beauty, and Xiao Wang can't wait to enjoy it."

"Master, the prince of King Xuan of Great Xia and the prince of King Su have all sent someone to deliver a letter here."

"Oh? Bring the letter. ”

Yelu Sabanin laughed heartily, staring at Shu Ange's direction, his eyes revealing greed.

Not to mention that the county lord of Fengyi is as beautiful as a fairy, even if she is ugly like a toad, Yelu Sabanin also wants to marry her home.

The Emperor of Great Xia loves the county lord of Fengyi so much, if he succeeds in winning the princess's heart.

First, you can win more support among the clan, and second, you can also turn the county lord's fiefdom into your own territory.

The Great Xia Emperor had no children, and the future succession of the throne was bound to experience turmoil.

What Yelu Sabanin wants is not only the Khitan throne, he wants to live in the Central Plains and become the first emperor of the ages.

He unfolded the note written by King Xuan and King Su, and after reading it, he ordered his subordinates and envoys on both sides to make an appointment to meet.

The people of Bactria are very smart, and they always think that they are barbaric and rude, and they don't understand etiquette and culture.

But they forgot the old saying that being smart is mistaken by being smart.

In March, the blue and green wax moon are yellow, and the boundless grass is bathed in autumn light. In the pastoral song, the eagle calls, and the wind blows the green cattle and sheep.

The vast grassland makes people open-minded and proud.

Shu Ange led the horse in one hand and a falcon on the other, looking at the sunset in the sky.

"Chong Xuan Zhenren, can I call you Yunqing?"

Shu Ange gathered his hair into a small piece and coiled it into a strand, which at first glance looked like a child of the grassland.

rarely calls Quan Yunqing's name, and most people respectfully call him Chong Xuan Zhenren. There are also some people who offer him as a living god.

Suddenly hearing the county lord of Fengyi call his name, Quan Yunqing felt a little unreal.

"Good ......"

He didn't refute it, and when he responded, he explained in his heart that his name was just a floating cloud, so why bother.

"The noble man is the lord of Fengyi, and the prince of Silla, Kim Ah-jeong, and his sister Liji will meet him."

Before the person arrived, he paid a visit first, and this person was somewhat interesting.

Shu Ange whistled, raised his hand to let the falcon fly into the sky, and looked back at the comer.

Jin Yazheng is dressed as a typical Silla person, wearing a gauze hat on his head, wearing a light purple round-necked robe, thin and tall, with a fair complexion like a woman, but his facial features are slightly flattened.

The moment he saw Shu Ange, his eyes showed a look of amazement.

I have heard that the lord of Fengyi County of Daxia is beautiful and fragrant, and he is glamorous in the capital, and he is really worthy of his name when he sees it today.

A flush appeared on Jin Ya's front, and she bent down towards Shu Ange: "The prince of Silla has seen the lord of Fengyi. ”

According to the rank, Wang Shizi is one level higher than the county lord.

But Silla is just a small country, and Wang Shizi's status is naturally not high.

Liji combed her big braids, wore a red and yellow breast-length skirt embroidered with begonia flowers, and her face was white and smooth, like a goose egg.

"Liji meets the Lord of Fengyi."

She doesn't speak Chinese as fluently as Jin Yazheng, stumbling, and her tone is a little weird.

"Liji is not good at Daxia Chinese, please forgive the county master."

After meeting Shu Ange, Liji's eyes couldn't help but fall on Quan Yunqing.