The furnishings in the tent are very simple, and there were originally a few small windows dug into the walls of the felt tent, but at this time, in order to prevent the wind, the felt curtains on the windows were also lowered.

There were several oil lamps lit in the tent, presumably of mutton fat, and the air was filled with a hint of the peculiar smell of animal fat burning.

There is a stove in the middle, and the milk tea boiling in the big copper kettle on the stove is fragrant, bringing some gentle life breath to the mountain rain.

The copper kettle was large and delicate, and all kinds of delicate carvings could be faintly seen on the outer edge, which was obviously a valuable thing from the Han land, and even if it was looted, it could not be distributed to ordinary herdsmen's families.

Liu Jing bowed respectfully, and carefully looked at everyone in the tent with the help of an oil lamp.

I saw Nie San sitting on the ground, chatting with an old Hun man sitting cross-legged on a wolfskin blanket and wearing a brown wool coat.

The old man had long bearded hair, wore a conical peaked hat common to the grassland, and seemed to wear a gold belt plaque around his waist, looming, and a golden light flickered from time to time.

It seems that the ornamented copper kettle and the gold belt card all secretly show the identity of the owner of the felt tent, and he is indeed the leader of this tribe, and his status is not low, maybe he is still a little king.

Seeing Liu Jing enter the felt tent, Nie San casually pointed at him and said something to the old man.

When the old man heard this, he nodded to him with a smile and muttered a few words of Hun language that he didn't understand.

An elderly woman sitting on the side immediately got up, put a thick wool felt cushion on the ground, motioned for Liu Jing to sit up, leaned over and picked up the wooden spoon, and stirred it in the cauldron.

Lao Nie turned his head and said to him in Chinese,

"I told them that you are my wife and nephew who came out with me to see the world, and you don't speak Hungarian.

These two are the big head and wife of the Lan family.

The Lan family is also one of the three noble surnames in addition to the Su Bao family. ”

"Big boss? Is it like our princes and kings? ”

"It's not as noble as the king with a different surname.

Da Danghu is one of the twenty-four leaders of the Xiongnu with troops, and he can't say what kind of official position it is, but he is an official with a lot of power anyway. ”

Whenever he encountered the conversion of the official and the title of the Hungarian-Han, Lao Nie secretly hated that he had not taken the official examination, and he really couldn't distinguish the intricate official system in the court.

"It's not in the way, I probably understand, just like one of our Hou."

Liu Jing nodded, and saw that the old woman had brought a bowl full of milk tea, so he hurriedly got up and took it with both hands, and said "thank you".

Despite the language barrier and different races, he is still meticulous about the etiquette that the elderly should have, and he is influenced by the Confucian culture of Qidi.

I saw that Mrs. Danghu, wearing huge gold-wrapped jade earrings, swaying and shining with the movement, which must be worth a lot of money.

She saw that Liu Jingwen was polite and very respectful, and couldn't help but smile kindly.

Lao Nie saw that he knew how to advance and retreat, he was not blindly arrogant and arrogant, and he also let go of his heart.

"I'm an old acquaintance with them, so you can rest in peace.

According to them, this is mostly a small storm, and most of the time will pass in half a day, so there is no need to panic too much. ”

Liu Jing responded, sipping hot milk tea, but his mind was always tied to the outdoors.

The sound of the wind in the wilderness was obviously stronger, and it seemed to be mixed with a terrifying whistling sound, like a hundred ghosts whimpering and screaming, which was terrifying.

He quietly lifted the window cover on one side to peek, and saw a dense crowd of horses and camels tied to the door, all lying on the ground with their biological instincts to avoid danger, with their heads and necks hanging down, trying to shrink their bodies to the minimum.

Suddenly, the curtain of the door was lifted again, and a cold wind mixed with the smell of earth blew in his face.

Accompanied by the cold wind, a tall and sturdy figure broke into the tent.

Liu Jing hadn't seen the appearance of the visitor clearly, but he felt that the old man and the old woman around him, including Nie San, all stood up with lightning speed, touched his chest with his hand, and bent down deeply to bow.

***

Liu Jing was at a loss, but after observing his words and feelings, he expected that the status of this uninvited guest would definitely be better than that of the household, so he made a gesture with the Han courtesy.

The man grinned, said something in his mouth, quickly stepped forward, helped the old husband and wife up, and nodded at Lao Nie, which was regarded as a return gift, and then turned his head and looked at Liu Jing with a little curiosity.

Until this time, Liu Jingfang saw the faces of the people who came.

I saw that he was quite tall, and even when he stepped into the door, he had to bend over, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, his long hair was tied into a bun at the back of his head, and countless golden accessories were inserted in the bun, but they were all in the shape of tigers, leopards, wolves, eagles and other beasts of prey carved in gold.

Rao was so, and there were still countless disobedient thick curls sticking out of the edge of his fur hat, which set off his high nose and deep eyes, and his cold silhouette was as delicate as a knife and axe.

Lao Nie hurriedly introduced it in Hungarian, and the curiosity in the man's eyes was even stronger, and he pointed at Lao Nie with his finger wearing leather gloves, and asked Liu Jing in fragmentary Chinese,

"You, his son? His brother? ”

looks so good, I can actually speak Chinese, but unfortunately my eyes are not good, where do I look like Lao Nie, Liu Jingbelly sneered and corrected,

"It's my nephew, my nephew-"

"......" the man looked confused.

"Forget it, Lao Nie, come on." Liu Jing had no choice but to give up again.

Everyone was busy for a while, so that the young man sat on the wolfskin felt of the old man, and hurriedly poured wine, poured milk tea, and took out all kinds of cheese and jerky.

Lao Nie explained for a long time, the young man nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Liu Jing again, and then talked to the husband and wife in charge.

Lao Nie leaned over to Liu Jing and said in a low voice,

"You've had an adventure today.

This was the seventh son of Maudun, the seventh prince, Mournen. ”

"It turned out to be the prince, no wonder his bearing is extraordinary." Liu Jing was also slightly startled and asked,

"Born of the Great Clan? Is it the crown prince? ”

"No, the second prince is the prince.

But Ai Nen was also born to the Da Yan family, and he has the same father and mother as the prince, and his relationship is very good. ”

"Are the princes of the Huns running around? Don't even bring an attendant? ”

"I still brought it, and I guess I went to other accounts.

I heard him and the old man say that he ran off the road in order to catch a big white wolf, and had to come in to hide from the gale.

Don't look at Mourning and young, but he was really brave and invincible, and he mainly relied on him to fight Donghu back then. ”

At the mention of the gale, Liu Jing suddenly became excited, slapped his thigh and wailed,

"Festival! Section! I'm still plugged in the car! ”

Before everyone could react, they watched Liu Jing jump out of the tent like a gust of wind, and after a while, he ran in again, his whole body was blown messy and did not look like a human shape, but he was firmly holding a long bamboo pole with three layers of red cow hair in his arms.

"I saw that it was already dark, and I thought that the wind was coming.

Thankfully, this section is fine. ”

Liu Jing stroked the heavy wisps of oxtail hair on the knot, and his face was full of luck.

Ainen's black and white eyes stared at him for a moment, and then suddenly smiled.

***

The hurricane on the Xiongnu grassland seems to have also blown into the Luoyang Palace, and on this day, Liu Ji came to the Lu Pheasant Hall in the North Palace, but it was for a trivial matter.

"I thought that Ruyi was getting older and older, and it was time to start reading and reading.

The prince has a master, should he also find a teacher?

You are now a queen, you can't always take care of the children you have born, you also want to be a mother in the world. ”

Liu Ji's buttocks hadn't sat down firmly on the couch, so the critic asked.

"Ruyi?

Ruyi just turned three years old, isn't it early? ”

Lu Pheasant was confused by the question, thought about it, and said,

"Isn't there still an uncle and grandson?

Otherwise, let Uncle Sun Tong take one more of them every time he gives a lesson to the princes. ”

"I asked, and my uncle and grandson excused themselves in every possible way, saying that they wouldn't coax young children and couldn't teach them."

Liu Ji said angrily,

"I think Ruyi, this child, is obviously very smart, not like an ordinary child."

Lu Pheasant laughed in her heart, she didn't see anything about Ruyi's precocious wisdom at all, she just had a witty mother.