Beiyang new warlord

"Wait for me!"

Jumping off the bullock cart with her skirt in hand, the prairie wild girl hurried after her.

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It's a feeling of happiness that I haven't had in many years. Six huge fires are crackling in the wide center of the town. A string of sparks floats along the hot air, fairy-like to the sky. Old people who are full of wind and frost can also nostalgically blow the Okali similar to the Central Plains Xun, which constitutes the main theme of the venue.

However, the sadness of the old people did not affect the young people at all. In nearly two years, after retreating from the bloody and cruel battlefield with the Spaniards and experiencing the cruel elimination journey of nature, they finally have this new home. This kind of joy that has been drifting for a long time and settled down is hard to suppress. It is the same as the Central Plains before the rule of ethics. Around the fire, young men and women are holding hands and dancing indifferently, kicking and kicking without knowing what. Time to bare feet.

In my memory, celebrating such a bountiful harvest like this seems to have happened in my previous life. Around the fire, all kinds of prey I hunted, roasted corn, fish, wild fruits I don’t know where I got it, and corn from the Central Plains, The steamed buns were all over the table, and the jars stood upright with their big bellies. In order to celebrate this festival, I don't know if Chilu and the others bought all the good wine in Snake City.

Sitting at the edge of a table, drinking spirits one after another, watching the figure swaying with the fire, a strong sense of satisfaction also appeared on Mao Xingjian's face, everything in front of him belonged to him Mao Xingjian exhausted all his efforts to create it, which is unique to Mao Xingjian, and has nothing to do with his emperor's father who is so high up and almost as dazzling as the sun.

A great sense of accomplishment lingered in his chest accompanied by joy. In two years, he finally opened up a world he wanted in this ancient and barren land, even if Mao Jue personally abolished his crown prince now , He has no regrets!

Following Oakley's melodious music, he couldn't help shaking his body slightly.

But at this time, a pair of small hands grabbed his hand again, unstoppably pulling it towards the middle of the exuberant fire, and as the delicate body spun, the lighter engraved with the phoenix was like a jewel on the red deer's plump chest. Swaying forward, the matriarch seemed to be a little drunk, with excitement, she was still shouting loudly while pulling the crown prince.

"Go! Dance!"

"I can't jump alone! Hey~ hey~"

Amidst Mao Xingjian's somewhat embarrassing shouts, he was still dragged by the red deer to the circle in front of the fire, right between a man and a woman, another wild girl also held his hand tightly, following the melody, Mao Xingjian also Integrating into this huge dance circle, the man is really a big pig's hoof. He just got it right, and after a few times, he spun and kicked according to the rhythm, while following the raging fire, he also heard the hearty and joyful words of the prince. Laughter.

This was the first time in his life that he let go of his identity like this, and indulged so forgetfully!

"Humph!"

Holding her soft cheeks with two small hands, Han Xiaomo was looking at the bottom with a sour look, while muttering inappropriately.

"See if I don't complain to Sister Changping when I go back, you are a big radish! Seeing a vixen, I was hooked away!"

But when Han Xiaomo was sour, a black shadow suddenly passed her eyes, a little surprised, she shouted in amazement.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

But this time, Su Yu was uncharacteristically, as if he had lost his soul, he staggered out of the festival venue, and he didn't know where he staggered.

"This weirdo!"

After staring in amazement for a long time, Han Xiaomo pursed her lips in depression again.

Chapter 8. The Prince's Negative Love

The night is getting thicker and darker, and the autumn night in September is getting colder and cooler, but the festive atmosphere is getting hotter and hotter. Not only spring is the gathering of mating, but Akita is also similar. After a few glasses of wine, it looks right Boys and girls hold hands and leave quietly. In the nearby granary, on the haystack, and in the corridor of the neighbor's house, there are three matchmakers, five hires and eight sedan chairs carried by unknown people. But a century-old marriage can still be romantically unfolded. .

And it seems casual, but once the person you like is identified, these primitive Indians have firmer feelings than those men and women who died for love, love, and death. Holding hands once is a lifetime!

Mao Xingjian had never drank so much alcohol in his life, and had never played so recklessly. At this moment, his soles were also floating. He jumped and shouted for an unknown how long, followed by Chilu with his shoulders on his shoulders, and left the scene in a daze.

The soft rice stalks that were cut were pulled back a lot by the hard-working Apaches. On the edge of the town, they were piled up into a big haystack, and they lay on it with their hands on their pillows. You can see the charming stars shining in the sky without looking up In the pupils, the stars here seem to be no different from what the capital sees, and they are so complicated and mixed.

Lying side by side, let the cool autumn wind blow on their fiery faces, after the indulgence of the dance, the two of them are very quiet, quiet and peaceful, only a few autumn insects are rippling in spring before the cold winter, looking for their spouses.I don't know how long he enjoyed the tranquility, Mao Xingjian tilted his head slightly.

"Chilu, how did you become the patriarch of the mountain lion tribe?"

The blood is different, the matriarch is obviously more intoxicated than the prince, and she is still immersed in the sky full of stars, she seems to be whispering unconsciously.

"The former patriarch, black lion, white man, fire-breathing stick, is dead! Yanyan, hunting bears, is dead, I found the herd of deer, the clan is full, patriarch"

It was difficult for Mao Xingjian to understand the intermittent words. Not only did he feel sorry for the tenacity of the Apaches, but he also turned his head in surprise.

"Isn't your patriarch inherited?"

"Inherit, inherit?"

This word made the matriarch feel a little dazed, and turned her head to Xinghe again in an incomprehensible way. Mao Xingjian pointed to her chest with her finger.

"Just like me, my father is the emperor, um, the great chief, so I was born to be the leader, and I will definitely be the great chief in the future!"

"Father, Great, Everyone Believes"

“Great, dunno”

Listening to Chilu's intermittent words, Mao Xingjian's words seemed to be infected as well, and he stuttered, as if for the first time, his eyes brought a sense of confusion.

"I have never seen him since I was a child. I only heard from my mother when I was a child that my father is a great general. He led his brothers to fight bloody battles with the cruel and cannibal Jurchen barbarians in the north. It was because of him that the Ming Empire was spared." The Tartars were tormenting, but the Tartars finally hit the capital city."

"The queen mother asked me to listen to my husband and learn the principles of those ancient Confucian sages so that I could help my father in the future, but those gentlemen said that my father was a treacherous minister and an arrogant and domineering warrior. I went to the palace to study with the prince, and even the prince said that my father was a traitor."

"Later, the thieves came to the capital. In order to let the grandfather and I, as well as the crown prince, the princess escape, the queen mother was almost burned to death. From then on, I hated him a little bit!"

"Later, my father became the emperor, and I myself became a prince, but the way he did and everything he did were completely different from the principles that my mother taught me since I was a child. I felt that everything he did was wrong. of!"

"Later, I came here. When I think about it carefully, sometimes the great principles taught by the saints just don't work here, but the crooked ways of the emperor are very popular here, but I'm still not convinced. I think I can Do better than him!"

The son's etiquette, which he pretended to be from a young age, was completely thrown away under the influence of alcohol, he babbled a lot, moved his slightly numb arm, and then Mao Xingjian turned his head away again.

"Chilu, do you think I can be a good emperor, a man who makes everyone submit?"

I don't know when, the female patriarch also turned her head, those dark pupils looked at her shiningly against the moonlight, she didn't answer his words, but the red deer suddenly grabbed his hand, With Mao Xingjian's exclamation, he jumped off the tall haystack.

"Where to go?"

In a pile of haystacks, circled twice, in Mao Xingjian's stunned eyes, a haystack that had been pulled out of a nest came into his sight, and then, the red deer crawled into it with great interest. In the sound of the lighter clicking, two pale yellow candles lit up. In the faint candlelight, a few gold ornaments he said were very expensive, and the gold coins reflected the dazzling golden light.

Under Mao Xingjian's amazed gaze, an unimaginable shyness appeared on her heroic face, and she clumsily untied the belt of her dress that she had bought so hard. In the next second, Mao Xingjian's pupils dilated slightly , the breathing was also a little short, and under the ostentation of the candlelight, a well-proportioned, well-proportioned female body of wheat color was unreservedly displayed in front of him.

She pulled her hands shyly together to cover them slightly, but she was firmly released by the red deer for a moment, her eyelashes trembling violently, showing her uneasiness, but this time, her voice was extremely firm and quick, slightly lower Looking at him cautiously, Chilu whispered.

"I, accompany you!"

His chest heaved twice, but in the next second, Mao Xingjian suddenly turned around and walked back in a hurry. In his mind, the words taught by his master echoed in his mind like a spell.

People don't know etiquette, how different from animals!

How different from the beasts!

What a beast!

Looking at the back of his hasty departure, the expression on Chilu's face froze!

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from behind, Mao Xingjian finally couldn't bear it anymore. Mao Xingjian turned his head. The master stretched out his hands like preaching, wanting to tell the truth in his stomach, but before he could speak, he faced him. Instead, there was a rush of wind and a stick that was getting bigger and bigger. With a bang, the prince was hit hard on the face, and the prince flew out like a scarecrow.

The cheek swelled instantly, and the severe pain caused Mao Xingjian to spit out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and then he raised his head suddenly in horror.

"Red deer, you"