Chapter Eighty-Nine: What Kind of Routine Is This?
"Maybe what you said is reasonable, although Your Majesty authorized me, but Beimo has been intimidated by my Leng family army for a long time, and now he has taken the initiative to negotiate peace, and he will definitely feel that we are cheating." After Leng Wushuang finished speaking, there was also a little helplessness in his expression.
He seemed to understand why Emperor Song Ming finally agreed after thinking about it repeatedly, it must have been Emperor Song Ming's long expectation that the reaction of the Northern Desert would be like this, so Emperor Song Ming opposed it for a long time, so he agreed.
Now that spring has arrived, the frozen soil has begun to melt, but even so, the Northern Desert is now seriously short of food, otherwise it would not have chosen to take risks under the deterrence of the Leng Jiajun.
Now the progress of the construction of the Great Wall is close to zero, all the city bricks have been placed for a long time, there is an urgent shortage of manpower, and the trade with the northern desert is not going well.
At present, one problem after another made him frown.
"Why be so worried, I'm not here, leave the matter of trade to me. I am not as good as you in marching and fighting, and I know a lot more about trade than you. ”
"This Northern Desert has no credibility at all, I'm afraid that they will detain you and threaten the Liu family when the time comes." Before Liu Qingge could go, Leng Wushuang began to worry.
"I'm dressed like this, can I recognize me as Liu Qingge?"
"I can't."
Frankly speaking, it is indeed difficult for Liu Qingge to recognize her as a daughter, let alone the young master of the Liu family.
But Leng Wushuang always felt that when she went to the Northern Desert, she was like a sheep entering the mouth of a tiger.
"Okay, you can rest assured, I will present a prayer post tomorrow, with Qingshu and Cuiliu accompanying me, you can rest assured." Liu Qingge comforted.
In the past few days, the border defense has been in an emergency, and it is indeed inseparable from Leng Wushuang.
It's not because he can't beat those few rogues in the Northern Desert, but for trade to appease the army.
After all, the hatred between the two countries can be said to be deep-rooted, and if Leng Wushuang is not appeased, I am afraid that something big will happen.
"If anything happens, release this flare." Leng Wushuang still couldn't rest assured, and put Leng Jiajun's signal flare on Liu Qingxing, once it sounded, he was bound to be overwhelmed.
Liu Qingge nodded, knowing that this signal flare was of great significance, so he carefully put it away.
Leng Wushuang escorted Liu Qingge to the border of the Northern Desert before stopping, turned around and went to the construction site.
Liu Qingge sat in a carriage and drove for about a day to reach the imperial palace in the Northern Desert.
The entire imperial palace in the Northern Desert is a small dome tent, like a little star in the sky, dotted in the boundless green sea, made of black satin-like felt, with a skylight at the top, which can transmit light and breathe, which not only maintains the internal air circulation, but also ensures the warmth of the interior, the periphery is surrounded by straw rope to prevent the wind from blowing, and the interior is paved with soft wool felt, which is warm and comfortable.
As soon as Liu Qingge entered, he lay down, and after a few days of tiring travel, his whole bones were about to fall apart.
Even Cuiliu couldn't help but complain: "The weather in this northern desert is really dry. ”
Liu Qingge patted Cuiliu, who was lying on his side, and said, "Wait for the correction, and we will go to the audience." ”
But as soon as she finished saying this, a voice came from outside the door: "Mu Ge is coming, Your Majesty has sent you to see you." ”
So fast?!
It was already late at night when she arrived at the Beimo Palace, but she didn't expect to be summoned at this time.
At that moment, she immediately took Cuiliu and Qingshu to pack up briefly and immediately went to the imperial tent.
As soon as he entered the imperial tent, Liu Qingge saw the lord of the Northern Desert, Tuoba Hong, he was tall, burly, with a thick black beard, his eyes were as deep as the sea, revealing a kind of wisdom and majesty, and his skin had been exposed to the wind and sun for many years, showing a healthy bronz, adding a bit of arrogance and might.
He wore a dark brown robe trimmed with gold trim, embroidered with the Tuoba family crest and a symbol of royal power, which showed his noble status, but it was the silver hair that stood out the most.
"Meet Your Majesty." Liu Qingge saluted.
"Sit down." Tuoba Hong's voice was low and powerful, and his eyes were firm and powerful, as if he could penetrate all hypocrisy and lies.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Liu Qingge sat down closest to Tuoba Hong's left hand side.
"Father, but there is an envoy from Zhongzhou?"
A hearty male voice came from outside the tent to inside the tent.
"Yuan Yu, come and sit here." Tuoba Hong beckoned affectionately.
As soon as I heard the name Liu Qingge, I knew that the person in front of me was Tuoba Yuanyu, and he was also Tuoba Hong's eldest son, Tuoba Yuanyu looked like Tuoba Hong, but his hair color was dark red as a whole, he looked at Liu Qingge with a trace of contempt in his eyes, but it returned to normal in an instant.
"His Royal Highness." Liu Qingge nodded and smiled.
Tuoba Yuanyu looked at Liu Qingge, and directly raised the empty wine glass, and immediately a slave filled a glass of mare's milk wine, he raised his glass and said, "Mu Gongzi, please." ”
Although Liu Qingge is not good at drinking, she can't help but drink Tuoba Yuanyu's toast, she raised her glass and replied: "Please." ”
The two of them raised their heads and drank it all.
Although Liu Qingge likes to drink alcohol on weekdays, he always drinks the sweet wine of peach blossom drunkenness, and now a whole glass of mare's milk wine is in his stomach, in addition to a strong milk fragrance, there is also a hot and spicy feeling that goes straight to the heavenly spirit cover.
Looking at Liu Qingge, he couldn't help frowning, and Tuoba Yuanyu laughed loudly: "Mu Gongzi can't get used to the mare's milk wine of our grassland?" ”
Liu Qingge immediately replied: "I rarely drink alcohol on weekdays, and occasionally I just drink a few glasses of sweet wine, pass the time, and let the eldest prince smile." ”
Tuoba Yuanyu raised his eyebrows: "How can this work, our manly husband wants to drink a few glasses of spirits, the sweet wine of the ladies is not what our fathers drink, come and drink another glass." ”
Liu Qingge felt dizzy after drinking two glasses of wine in a row, and looked at Tuoba Yuanyu.
But how could Tuoba Yuanyu let go of Liu Qingge, one cup after another, ten cups in a row. Liu Qingge was directly stunned.
When she woke up again, she saw herself lying in the tent, and Cuiliu was lying next to her.
"Whew-" Cuiliu breathed a long sigh of relief and said in surprise: "Big shopkeeper, you have finally woken up." ”
Liu Qingge touched her head, only to feel that her head was still dizzy at this time, she took the water cup handed over by Cuiliu, and took a long breath of relief before asking, "How long have I been asleep?" ”
Cuiliu said helplessly: "Big shopkeeper, you have slept all day!"
Liu Qingge gasped, she knew that this wine was powerful, but she didn't expect the power to be so fierce, and she slept directly until the next night.
At this time, the sky is dark, and I am talking about a ghost!
She knew that the eldest prince Tuoba Yuanyu was against harmony with Zhongzhou, but she didn't expect to get drunk and sleep for a day on the first day she came up!
What kind of routine is this?
Her face darkened, and she couldn't do anything about it.