Chapter 1818: The villain in the spoiled text 19
In the tent, after listening to the report of his subordinates, Zhou Yongcheng, the son of Prince Xuan, motioned him to bring people in.
Fan Yanran opened the tent, and the cat crawled in, and when she looked up, she saw an alien man sitting on the felt.
Looking at the dress, it should be a Khitan, with messy hair braided on the top of the head, a tiger's back, a full beard, and only a pair of eyes that are more outstanding.
His sharp eyes swept across her body, making Fan Yanran's scalp faintly numb.
"Meet the prince."
Fan Yanran bowed to Prince Xuan and saluted.
"Sit down and talk, this is Cao Yan, my advisor."
Fan Yanran's face was evenly painted with the ash from the bottom of the pot, but her beautiful facial features and eyes as clear as autumn water could not be covered.
Yelu Sabaning took a deep look at her, then looked at Zhou Yongcheng with a smile: "Prince Xuan is really talented and enviable."
Whether he envy Zhou Yongcheng for having many advisors around him or whether he envy him with his red sleeves in the middle of the night is unknown.
Fan Yanran lowered her eyes slightly and replied in a low voice, "I don't dare to do it."
She did not expect that there would be someone in Zhou Yongcheng's tent, and he was still a Khitan.
Does Prince Xuan have any plans? Fan Yanran had doubts in her heart, but it was difficult to bring it up in front of strangers.
During the conversation, no matter what the prince asked, Fan Yanran could answer them fluently, and Yelu Sabaning gave her a high look.
Not all Han women are as weak and useless as he imagined, and there are some women who are both intelligent and brave.
The heights are so cold.
The Milky Way is shining like a jade belt across the dark blue sky.
The vast and boundless grassland shows a completely different side under the night.
The half-person-deep grass always makes people wonder what is hidden, and the sound of the wind is full of unusual meanings.
Quan Yunqing's clothes are fluttering, his eyebrows are cold and picturesque, and when he is pinching his fingers, he closes his eyes slightly, which makes him more elegant.
"Good luck."
"Yunqing, why do you close your eyes when you are calculating good and bad luck?"
Shu Ange looked at Quan Yunqing with a smile, her skin was like cream, her eyes were full of stars, and her beauty was a bit heroic.
Why do you close your eyes? Quan Yunqing has never paid attention to this question.
"Get used to it."
"I have a little success in my divination recently. Would Yunqing listen to me?"
When her name was Yunqing, her lips and teeth were lingering, and her eyes were bright, making it difficult for him to calm down.
"Let's talk about it."
"A few days ago, I foretold the marriage for Yunqing - the forty-sixth hexagram, the earth wind rises."
liter, into also. From Shangkun to Xunda, the trees that are blown by the spring breeze grow tall and straight from the soil of the earth.
Quan Yunqing is well versed in the calculation method in the Book of Changes, and only by listening to three words, she knows what she has calculated.
"彖" says: Softness rises with time. Sunda and shun, just in the middle and responding, so it is a big "prosperity".
She figured out that his marriage was coming, and he couldn't sense it.
Quan Yunqing was silent, Shu Ange showed his white jade-like teeth, and smiled slyly: "Congratulations Yunqing, Hongluan is moving, the good relationship is not long."
"Those who cultivate the Tao follow the will of God and do not ask about marriage."
Twelve clear and cold words clearly explained Quan Yunqing's attitude.
"The target character's favorability is +11, and the current favorability is 61."
It's just the system prompt sound, which betrayed his true thoughts.
"Yunqing, have you considered my marriage?"
In a word, countless ripples swayed in Quan Yunqing's heart lake.
She lowered her head and fiddled with the unknown flowers, turning around and walking, just like Liu Yaohua smiled and moistened Chuyan.
The next day, the sky was high and the clouds were wide, it was a good time to hunt.
Everyone wants to grab a good jackpot. As long as the civil servants and generals can ride and shoot, they will participate with enthusiasm.
Jianwei general Yang Yi beat a wild deer on the first day, and after roasting it at night, he shared it with everyone.
Shu Ange went hunting with Princess Wei, and only got some small things such as mountains, hares, and deer.
Quan Yunqing had no interest in hunting, so he rode a horse alone, inspected the grassland terrain, talked with herdsmen, and explored the soil and water conditions here.
A few days ago, the wind and the waves were peaceful, and Shu Ange was also happy and relaxed.
The only thing that made her impatient was the fact that several tribal envoys came to her in turn to flatter and please.
Not to mention that she already has a crush, even if she doesn't, she will never despise those burly men with beards and leopards.
On the sixth day of Qiuhun, Quan Yunqing asked Shu Ange to act carefully, and she solemnly responded.
As the deputy commander of this autumn hunting, she not only has to ensure the smooth holding of this hunting, but also ensure the safety of the accompanying family members.
This was the first official errand she handled, and if she wanted to be recognized by others, she had to show her true skills.
Several princes have their own shortcomings, how can they ensure the luck of Daxia for a hundred years.
Through the hunting, Shu Ange also saw that Daxia not only has internal worries but also external troubles. Khitan, Mongolia Chita Tower, Chahan Tower, etc. are not fuel-efficient lamps.
Silla is fairly peaceful, but Goguryeo holds a grudge against Daxia. Shu Ange was sure that as long as there was turmoil in the DPRK, Goguryeo would definitely take the opportunity to retaliate.
With a falcon on her shoulder, she raised her hand to draw the arrow from the quiver, and shot the arrow in her hand towards the dark shadow moving in the depths of the forest.
"Shoot! The county master is good at archery!"
Wang Jingjie's arrow fell on the shadow at almost the same time.
Hearing a mournful cry, the entourage called: "It's a wild boar, the county master Fengyi shot the wild boar."
A few days ago, apart from the wild deer hit by General Jianwei, the biggest prey were goats and jackals.
Shu Ange was the first to shoot a wild boar.
After the wild boar ate the pain, it became furious and rushed towards the crowd, knocking down many bushes along the way.
Shu Ange shot three arrows in succession, one arrow hit the wild boar's throat, another shot through its head, and another arrow pinned the wild boar back to the ground.
The crazy wild boar stopped moving after twitching for a while. Shu Ange ordered the wild boar to be **** and sent back to the tent to be taken care of by the kitchen.
After hitting the wild boar, everyone was very excited and wanted to hit two more big guys.
"Today's victory, let's make persistent efforts to fight two more big guys."
"I heard that there are big bugs in cat ears. If we can hunt down a big bug and go back this time, Your Majesty will be very happy."
"Hey, where is the big bug to fight."
Everyone was talking about it, as if the big worm was already in the bag.
There was a stench in the air, and Shu Ange frowned slightly.
Before they entered the forest, they tied their horses outside the forest, and unknowingly went deep into the dense forest.
"It's so fishy, it looks like a big guy."
Someone sniffed excitedly, staring hotly at the depths of the dark forest.
"Master, the stench in the air smells a little unusual."
Wang Jingjie held the treasured saber at his waist, and there was a bit of caution in his cold eyes.
In the place where my father worked, there was a tiger riot, and many mountain people were injured by fierce tigers and wild animals.
Wang Jingjie once took more than ten strong men up the mountain to fight tigers, and had some understanding of the tyranny and brutality of the big insect.
(I've been busy recently, so I'll make up for it after a while, sorry little angels!)