This is about the people of the gods.

Jin Liji believes in Taoism and recognizes the Taoist robe worn by Quan Yunqing at a glance.

Before coming to Daxia, Jin Liji thought that her brother was talented and beautiful, and he was a good son who was unparalleled in the world.

Who knew that after entering the autumn hunting team, she saw a lot of people, both civil and military, and their appearance was better than that of her brother, and she was so amazed.

"The visitor is a guest, and the two of them don't have to be formal."

Silla and Bactria were separated by a long distance, and the king of Silla would send envoys to Bactria every year to pay tribute and learn the advanced culture and technology of Bactria and was relatively peaceful among the vassal states.

"Thank you, Lord Shire."

Jin Yazheng was shocked by the beauty of the county lord of Fengyi, held back for a long time, and came up with a sentence: "Xiao Wang has a poem dedicated to the county lord." ”

"Poetry?"

The sky gradually darkened, and the boundless grassland, under the night breeze, felt even more boundless.

Jin Yazheng took a deep breath and chanted seriously: "Light Luo small fan white orchid, slender waist jade belt dancing heavenly veil." It is suspected that the fairy came down to earth, and looked back and smiled at Xinghua. ”

The affectionate style he read, the long wind blew the streamers on his gauze hat, and a faint flush appeared on his thin face.

Jin Liji held her skirt in both hands, and her eyes sparkled: "County Lord, Brother Wang admires you." ”

Quan Yunqing's gaze swept over Jin Yazheng's crimson and excited cheeks, and a little displeasure welled up in her heart.

Such a pretentious poem was definitely written in advance.

The Silla people are very calculating, but the prince of a small vassal state also started the idea of the lord of Fengyi.

"The poem is very good, but it should not be the scene, the two of them came from afar, it is better to enjoy the night of the grassland."

Shu Ange smiled faintly, pressed the soft whip inlaid with gems on his waist, and walked to Quan Yunqing's side: "Chong Xuzhen, it's dark, let's climb up together to observe the celestial phenomena." ”

Her smile was hearty, bright and warm, like a flame burning on the boundless grassland.

"Reiki has met Chongxu Zhenren, and you are famous in Silla."

Jin Liji put her hands together on her chest, and saluted Quan Yunqing respectfully, with a look of reverence on her face.

She really revered Chong Chong Xuzhen, and Silla called herself Little China, not only keen to learn Chinese etiquette, but also copied Buddhist beliefs.

"Liji is right, Yazheng has also admired Chong Xuzhen for a long time."

If it weren't for the presence of the county lord of Fengyi, Jin Yazheng would have wanted to ask what the future of his marriage was and whether he could inherit the throne smoothly.

Facing the two greetings attentively, Quan Yunqing only nodded slightly.

After bidding farewell to the Jin brothers and sisters, Shu Ange and Quan Yunqing went to the high ground to watch the sky.

As night falls, tents, like white flowers in full bloom, glow with the burning bonfires.

Fan Yanran was dressed in men's clothes, wiped her cheeks with ash from the bottom of the pot, and wore a hat often worn by grassland herdsmen, and hurriedly walked towards the tent of King Xuan's prince.

In order to avoid being looked at, she specially changed into high-rise boots, which at first glance looked like a slightly shorter servant, and no one would think in the direction of a woman.

This is also due to the fact that there are too many people participating in the autumn hunt, and most of them have rested early after a tiring day's travel.

She held the waist card given by King Xuan Shizi in her hand, and finally walked to his tent, but was stopped.

"What people!"

The cold blade was put on her neck, Fan Yanran's eyes turned slightly, and she lowered her voice and said, "I'm tired of informing the prince that Cao Yan is here." ”

She deliberately changed her tone, sounding like a teenager who had not yet grown up.

The gatekeeper looked at him suspiciously, one continued to stop her, and the other entered the door to report.

Fan Yanran was not impatient, she was only worried that she would come unfortunately.