This position pays attention to status, but also pays attention to connections, yes, the people who are surrounded by each other are considered to be equal in status and status, but they do not seem embarrassed, they have something to talk to each other, and the atmosphere is very good.

In the distance, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness the Second Highness, and the person in the dragon robe who was the first to walk slowly.

"The Holy Rider Arrives ~~"

shouted and was so shocked that the people who sat around chatting and had comfortable and comfortable faces quickly stood up.

Holy God, Holy God, why did you come so early this year?!

See Holy Lord. ”

The crowd immediately faced the pilgrimage and bowed down.

"Hahaha~" First, a hearty laugh came into the ears, "Don't be polite, hurry, everyone get up quickly~" This voice was low and powerful, with an invisible majesty, attacking everyone.

Everyone did not dare to raise their heads to eye level with the person who spoke, and they all kept the courtier's etiquette, bowed their heads, and slowly stood up.

"Sit down, everybody, don't be restrained. I came here today just to experience this bonfire feast and have fun with everyone. Ladies and gentlemen, don't be restrained, be casual. ”

Yan Zhuo secretly raised his eyes and saw a slightly obese middle-aged man sitting on the high platform, looking more than forty, and the beard on his face was carefully groomed, smooth and shiny. Above his face, a pair of eyes were not cloudy, and his sharp gaze was constantly looking at the field. From time to time, he stroked his beard and lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

It is worthy of today's saint, at first glance, he has been immersed in the center of power for decades, he exudes the aura of a person who belongs to a high position, and his joy and anger are invisible, but the calculating gaze all the time is really unpleasant, and the sense of danger that permeates his body also makes Yan Zhuo can't help but want to escape.

She bowed her head.

In the presence of the saint, everyone did not dare to be like before, they all sat stiffly, occasionally talking softly, but above their faces, they were all dignified and solemn.

In particular, the officials of the DPRK and China sat separately, looking at the sky, the earth, the fire, and the moon...... Eyes no longer meet each other. Just kidding, if they were still smiling as before, with the suspicion of the saints, they would feel that they belonged to the same party, and who could afford the crime of forming a party for personal gain.

Some people simply stopped talking, walked to the fire, and gently turned the meat that was being roasted on the fire.

Yan Zhuo also focused all his attention on the food in front of him.

The fire is burning, the tongue of fire is constantly "licking" this delicious food, the fat is precipitated under the high temperature, the sound of sizzling, accompanied by the smell of meat, people can't help but talk about it.

"Ah, it smells so good. Yan Zhuo couldn't help but lick her lips, she really felt a little hungry.

"Well, let's eat. ”

Seeing Yan Zhuo's appearance, Han Caishan smiled slightly, ran to the other burning fires, and brought a piece of meat that had been roasted.

"Caishan, you're so good. Yan Zhuo's eyes shone brightly, and his surprised expression greatly pleased Han Caishan. The two sisters looked at each other for a moment, pretended to give way to the others, and after getting the excuse that others didn't need it, they stepped aside and feasted on it.

It smells so good!

This meat is extremely well roasted, with a layer of honey on the outside adding a sweet flavor, and also making the skin of the barbecue more crispy, and the meat inside is extremely tender.

Yan Zhuo, who was tired of a day's work, felt that he had been saved by this mouthful of meat.

Han Caishan looked at Yan Zhuo's appearance, giggled, Yan Zhuo also smirked, next to the fire, the two sat opposite each other, their eyes and hearts were full of joy and happiness.

The Holy Majesty excused himself from exhaustion, sat for a while and left. Thinking about it, he also knew that he was here, and everyone was uncomfortable, so he left.

As soon as the saint left, the atmosphere became comfortable.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was also happy, sitting around the fire, with His Royal Highness the Second Highness, Prince Ning and two or three confidants and friends. From time to time, he still took the barbecued meat and came to Han Caishan Yanzhuo's place, ostensibly to send some barbecue meat to his "sister", but in fact, under the banner of sending meat, he asked Yanzhuo about today's amazing song.

Unexpectedly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince turned out to be a good person......

Fortunately, after Yan Zhuo explained to him the true meaning of the song, he didn't come over anymore, otherwise, the special "care" of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would be enough for her to collect countless white eyes.

The light of fire warms the cold winter night, and friendship also warms the heart of the words.

After the bonfire, Yan Zhuo returned to her tent, lying on her side on the bed, very satisfied.

It's worth the trip.

After a short rest, she sat up and practiced her internal strength again.

The night is deep, and the night in the suburbs is even quieter, and the cry of the owl Ououou echoes in the middle of the mountain forest, and occasionally there are other birds singing, adding a hint of mysterious atmosphere to the dark night.

During the mountain forest, flocks of birds were startled, fluttered, fluttered, and flew farther away. A group of men dressed in black were walking quietly in the forest under the cover of night, and their movements were brisk, and they disappeared in a flash.

Not far away, these black-clothed people gathered in one place, and the leader made a move, and his subordinates were scattered, ambushing everywhere, and setting different traps.

Above the camp of the entire Zhenguo Mansion, there was darkness and silence. Yan Yun'er and the second aunt's house had already turned off the lights, and in the deep night, there were only a few sounds of clothes turning, and it fell silent for a moment.

Yan Zhuo's room was dark, but at the moment, she was practicing martial arts in the night when she couldn't see her fingers.

Her eyesight is excellent now, and this little dark color does not hinder her at all. She controlled her movements very well, barely making any sound, but in the middle of her movements, the internal force was still accumulating uninterruptedly.

In this wilderness, the air is fresher and clearer, and the speed of internal force accumulation seems to be much faster. Yan Zhuo took back the released divine sense, she concentrated and practiced, and entered her own world again.

As the sky grew brighter, Yan Zhuo opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

Cultivation is already commonplace, and naturally, she can't be tired. Last night, she had already started to practice the fifth layer of "Breaking the Sky Xuangong" - Lian Wei, and successfully launched a needle, so that she would have a secret weapon to use today.

She got up and freshened up, dressed herself, and tucked a dagger into her boots.

Qing Dai once again painted Yan Zhuo's face with spots, covered the veil, and they walked out.

It's still early before the hunt begins, however, there is a litany of tedious things to do before the hunt.

The first thing is to go to breakfast with her father, second aunt, and Yan Yun'er.

This meal, the dishes are excellent and the taste is good, but under the depressed atmosphere, Yan Zhuo eats tastelessly. Even, today I don't even have the qualifications to watch the play for free.

Yan Yun'er must have known today's plan, yes, during the banquet, she didn't even look at Yan Zhuo, let alone find Yan Zhuo's stubble.

"I am a big country in Dongqing, fortunate to be favored by heaven and earth, and the foundation of my ancestors is becoming more and more prosperous, I am deeply grateful, and I am grateful for the contributions made by all Aiqing to my Dongqing country. Today, I and all of you are gathered here to thank God for this harmony in heaven, earth, people, country and family, and pray for good weather and prosperity in the coming year!"

On the high platform, an altar was placed upright, and it was full of offerings. The saint in a bright yellow dragon robe stood in front of him, showing the momentum of the king of a country, and preparing to perform the heavenly sacrifice.

"My Emperor Shengming!"

"I wish Dongqing Country a smooth wind and rain in the coming year, and the national fortune will be prosperous!"

"I wish Dongqing Country a smooth wind and rain in the coming year, and the national fortune will be prosperous!"

"I wish Dongqing Country a smooth wind and rain in the coming year, and the national fortune will be prosperous!"

Everyone in the audience bowed down and saluted, the voice was huge, the voice was loud, and a sense of pride and ambition and family and country feelings suddenly surged, sweeping everyone in between.

He took a pillar of incense and lit it, bowed a few times, and inserted it into the censer above the altar. Wisps of fragrance linger upward, adding a hint of misty and hazy meaning to the quiet morning.

"Today is the day when the hunt officially begins, are you ready?"

On the holy side above the high platform, a pair of dragon eyes widened, looking at the people below who were wearing riding clothes and preparing to hunt.

"Back to the saint, ready!"

Someone replied excitedly and happily.

"Okay!" Sheng Shang narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded, and seemed to be very expectant and relieved in his expression, "They are all brave men of my Dongqing Country, and they will definitely protect the territory of my Dongqing Country in the future and stick to the foundation." ”

"No longer entrusted by the Holy Lord!"

"No longer entrusted by the Holy Lord!"

The Holy One was deeply encouraged, and everyone felt deeply gracious, and they shouted.

"Huh?" As if he had discovered something unusual, the saint looked over suspiciously, and everyone was attracted by this soft voice, and they all followed the saint's gaze.

The focus of the gaze is the Yan Zhuo who is neither humble nor arrogant, and stands generously.

"Why is there a petite doll going hunting?" the saint seemed to have just noticed Yan Zhuo in his riding costume, and asked in a slightly puzzled voice.

"Back to the saint, the saint issued an order before that all the provinces should send one person to hunt, and the other provinces are all men, and there are only two young ladies in this town's Guogong Mansion, so I have to let Miss Yan go hunting. The eunuch beside the saint whispered to the saint.

"Oh, there is such a thing? There is no boy here, even if it is, how can you let your daughter play? The girls are delicate and weak, and it hurts people, what if they are injured?!" The saint frowned, as if this matter was extremely inappropriate.

"This ......" The eunuchs around him looked at each other, and they didn't know what the saint meant for a while, and what they should do.