In the Northern Wilderness Palace, the centurion Zha Kun led more than 200 barbarian elite horsemen to transport more than 30,000 catties of grain that they had snatched and stepped into the gate of the royal court. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The king is coming!" I don't know who roared, the noisy barbarians immediately quieted down, and the barbarians looked back, and sure enough, the barbarian king Hu Yanhao and a group of ministers were striding over.

"See the king!" everyone immediately knelt down and saluted.

"Everyone, no courtesy!" said Hu Yanhao with a smile.

Everyone immediately thanked him and got up.

After the centurion Zhakun got up, he immediately stepped forward to report the situation to Hu Yanhao: "Your Majesty, this night attack we have captured more than 30,000 catties of grain from the southern people, please check it!"

Hu Yanhao stepped forward and patted Zha Kun on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Good job! This king will reward you warriors well!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the crowd immediately saluted and thanked them.

Hu Yanhao nodded, and ordered everyone to send the grain to the royal court warehouse, and everyone immediately took the order. At this time, Hu Yanhao reacted, Zuoxian King Hu Yanli and his younger brother Hu Yanli did not come back, Hu Yanhao's face changed, and he immediately asked Zha Kun where the two of them went.

Zha Kun was stunned, and said: "Qiyu Barbarian King, on the way to grab grain, we encountered the innate master to block, Hu Yanli took six warriors to the rear of the large army, blocked the congenital master, and we were able to transport grain to escape from the Northern Xinjiang City, and after the Zuo Xian King made peace with us, Hu Yanli was still in the city, so he ordered us to quickly transport the grain back to the royal court, and he returned to the Northern Xinjiang City alone, and went to rescue Hu Yanli and others behind the palace. ”

"Okay, you can transport the grain to the granary of the royal court first, and then if you have any questions, the king will send someone to find you. Hu Yanhao said calmly.

Seeing that Hu Yanhao was not angry, Zha Kun breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Subordinates receive orders!" and then led the barbarian elite horsemen behind him to transport grain to the granary of the Northern Wilderness Royal Court.

Hu Yanhao stood quietly at the entrance of the royal court with his hands in his hands, raising his eyes and looking into the distance. The bleak north wind, with a biting chill, blew on his face, but at this time, Hu Yanhao didn't care about the biting cold wind at all, he was restless in his heart.

As time passed, Hu Yanhao's anxiety became more and more intense: "Many years ago, my father died in battle, but I was so restless, could it..." Hu Yanhao shook his head, put aside these disturbing thoughts, and forced himself to calm down.

The minister behind him saw that Hu Yanhao was so anxious, and persuaded him: "Your Majesty, the cold wind is biting outside, why don't we go back to the royal court tent and wait for King Zuoxian, and the minister believes that Zuoxian Wang Jiren has his own natural appearance and will definitely return safely." ”

"Jiren has his own heavenly appearance, yes, the god of war will definitely bless Xiao Li!" Hu Yanhao said silently in his heart.

Seeing that Hu Yanhao didn't take care of himself, the old minister sighed and retreated to his original position.

The biting cold wind became more and more cold, the ministers wrapped their leather clothes tightly, and still couldn't resist the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, everyone was shivering from the cold, and Hu Yanhao still stood upright in the cold wind, quietly looking ahead.

"Old Prime Minister, go back. Hu Yanhao said lightly.

"But, Your Majesty..."

"This king has a flame beast in his body - the essence blood of the fox, this cold wind can't hurt this king, but you are different, go back quickly, if you fall ill, most of the walls of my Northern Wilderness Royal Court will fall, this is not what this king wants to see. Hu Yanli looked at the wasteland in the distance and said in a deep voice.

"Thank you for your understanding, but please also pay attention to your body, you are the pillar of my court!" the old prime minister persuaded bitterly.

"The king knows, go back. Hu Yanhao still looked into the distance.

"Alas... The old prime minister shook his head helplessly, he really couldn't stand the chill that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, so he had to retreat and leave.

Seeing that the old prime minister was retiring and leaving, the rest of the ministers also retired, and hurriedly retreated.

"The king and the king of Zuo Xian are really in love!" a minister sighed as he walked.

"Yes!" replied the other minister enviously.

"Eh, old prime minister, your big tent is over there, you are going the other way!" Seeing the old prime minister walking in the opposite direction, one person reminded loudly.

"I'm going to ask the national teacher to come and persuade the king, so let's go back first. Lao Cheng replied, he knew that Hu Yanhao trusted the old national teacher the most.

The rest of the people suddenly came to their senses and immediately nodded, expressing their admiration for the old prime minister's thoughtful thoughts.

After a while, the black-robed old national teacher slowly walked behind Hu Yanhao with a wooden staff, and persuaded in his hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, it's not a way for you to wait like this, let's go back to the royal court tent and wait for the good news of King Zuoxian." ”

Hearing the voice of the old national teacher, Hu Yanhao immediately turned around and said with concern: "National teacher, it's so cold outside the tent, why are you coming out, go back quickly!"

The old national teacher shook his head: "Since the king is suffering from the cold, how can there be any saying that his subordinates enjoy warmth, and since the king is unwilling to go back, then the old man, let's accompany the king this time." ”

Looking at the determined look in the eyes of the old national teacher, Hu Yanhao smiled bitterly: "Let's go, let's go back to the royal court tent together and wait for the news of King Zuo Xian and Xiao Li." ”

The old national teacher nodded, and returned to the royal court tent with Hu Yanhao.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the blizzard is also coming with the wind, and Zuo Xianwang Hu Yanli hugged Hu Yanli's corpse, facing the wind and snow, and rushed back. At this time, everyone in the royal court returned to their big tent and lit a fire to ward off the cold.

Hu Yanli came to the front of the royal court's big tent, he sorted out his mood, and said in a deep voice: "The criminal minister Hu Yanli, ask to see the barbarian king!"

Hu Yanhao, who was discussing state affairs with the old national teacher, heard Hu Yanli's request to see him, and immediately sat up in shock and said loudly: "Uncle Wang, please come in!"

The curtain of the big tent was lifted, the wind and snow took the opportunity to blow in, and the lights in the big tent were immediately blown out, Hu Yanli held Hu Yanli's corpse, slowly stepped into the big tent of the royal court, and knelt in front of Hu Yanhao: "The criminal minister Hu Yanli failed to complete the king's task, please give the king death!"

Hu Yanhao looked at the corpse of his brother in Hu Yanli's arms, and couldn't help but be stunned, he slowly walked in front of Hu Yanli, picked up Hu Yanli's corpse from his arms, hugged it tightly into his arms, and tears involuntarily slipped down.

"Xiao Li, I'm the eldest brother, open your eyes and see, I'm the eldest brother, not the barbarian king of the Northern Wilderness Royal Court, it's your eldest brother!" Hu Yanhao put Hu Yanli's body on the throne and said tremblingly.

But the only thing that answered him was the wind whistling outside the big tent, and the young man in front of him would never go against him again, and he would not trick him.

Hu Yanhao's tears flowed for a long time, and his trembling hands slowly stretched out to Hu Yanli's cold face, gently caressing, how much he hoped that the young man in front of him could open his eyes and scare himself, how much he hoped that this was just a joke that he and Zuo Xian Wang made with him.

However, this is just his wishful thinking, the deceased is gone, and he will never return!