The Drunkenness of the White Fox Lying in the Arms of Two Kings

Yuhu and the groom led the horses out of the city. The pasture stretched as far as the eye could see, and the sun was so bright that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Yuhu blocked the sunlight on his head with his hands, and said, "This grassland is really beautiful."

"Yes." The groom replied from behind, pointed to a city in the distance, and said, "Master Jun, that's the land of the people of Xiliang, this is the place where the three kingdoms meet, fish and dragons are mixed, and the people of Xiliang behave Domineering, you'd better not provoke them."

"Understood." Yuhu waved his hand impatiently, took the leather whip from the groom, stepped on the steed, and raised his hand to whip.

The horse under him neighed, raised its front hooves a few feet, and strode forward. Yuhu was so frightened that he tightened his grip on the horse's belly, feeling that he was about to fall off just now.

"Hey! Military Lord! Hold on to the reins!" The groom shouted loudly from behind, looking very worried at Yuhu's crooked body.

"Ah! Damn it! Why can't I stop!" Yuhu was not very good at riding a horse, this time it was just for fun, but when he really rode it, he was so scared that he didn't know what to do.

"Help!" Although Yuhu knew it would be embarrassing to shout like this, but at this moment he could only throw down his whip and hug the horse's neck in a useless manner, forgetting any spells.

On the pasture, a man from Xiliang rode towards him. The man was dressed in luxurious clothes. Seeing Yuhu like this, he rode his horse towards Yuhu, walked side by side with Yuhu, and said, "Little brother, do you need my help?"

"Yes, yes!" Yuhu shouted with her eyes closed.

"Let go, I'll pull you over!" The man yelled, grabbed the clothes on the back of Yuhu with one hand, and pulled Yuhu onto his horse.

"Ah!" Yuhu screamed in fright, feeling his body vacated into someone's arms.

"Ahem..." Yuhu coughed a few times before recovering, and then he saw the person hugging him clearly. He saw that this person had a pair of tiger eyes. At first glance, he looked like Wanyan Jing, but he didn't. Wanyan Jing is so strong, but more upright, and her big eyes look very energetic, not as scary as Wanyan Jing.

The man got off his horse, hugged Yuhu, and said: "Little brother, that horse is so stubborn, you dare to ride it."

"I have nothing to do, I'm just trying my luck." Yuhu said resentfully, seeing this man's luxurious clothes, he asked, "Looking at you, you should be a nobleman from Xiliang."

"It's not noble, it's just that there are a few more sheep in the family." The man said humbly.

"Then do you Xiliang people have such big eyes?" Yuhu asked, blinking.

"Haha, have you seen a Xiliang man?" The man asked with a sneer, hanging his whip on the horse's back.

"No way." Yuhu touched his nose and said.

At this moment the groom ran over and said out of breath, "My lord, are you okay?" The groom immediately changed his words when he saw that the person in front of him was from Xiliang.

"It's okay, let's go back." Yuhu said lightly.

"Yes." The groom blew a whistle, and the horse ran back. This horse is not allowed to be ridden no matter what. It has an unusual temper.

"Are you leaving? Why don't we go to the city for a drink?" the Xiliang man said with a smile on his lips, referring to the city of the Xiliang people.

"This..." Yuhu thought for a moment, and it would be boring to go back anyway, so why not have a glass of wine with this Xiliang man.

"Okay." After Yuhu finished speaking, he said to the groom: "You go back first, and I will go back later."

The groom responded, and led the horse back to the border town of Wen Kingdom.

"Now you and I only have one ride, how about riding together?" Naxi Liang said, patting his horse's back.

"Okay." Yuhu said, and he got on the horse with the man and headed towards the city of Xiliang.

Because this border town in Xiliang is the place where the three countries meet, it has become a lot of Sinicization, and the local residents are also from all ethnic groups.

Yuhu and the man came to the door of a house. This house looked like a wealthy family. Unfortunately, the doorplate was written in Xiliang script, which Yuhu didn't understand. After a while, a man in his 50s walked out of the house. The man said: "Master, you are back."

"Well, this is my distinguished guest, please treat me well." After finishing speaking, the man threw the whip in his hand to the man, and led Yuhu to the house.

"Is this your house?" Yuhu asked in puzzlement. This house is so gorgeous that it doesn't look like an ordinary house.

"It's not mine, it's my father left it to me." The man smiled slightly and didn't say much.

The two walked into the hall. The hall of the Xiliang people was really different from that of the Wen people. There were bows and arrows and animal skins hanging on the walls. It could be seen that the Xiliang people were best at riding and shooting.

There was a suckling sheep roasting outside the hall, the man made a gesture of invitation, and said: "What a coincidence, little brother, my house happens to be roasting a sheep today, and the cook in the house is a famous chef in Dadu, brothers are lucky .”

"That brother, I'm not welcome." Yuhu started drooling when he saw this suckling sheep, and suddenly thought of an important thing, he said: "I've been talking for so long, but I still don't know your name?"

"Me?" The man blinked, and said, "Just call me Ping." The man said with a smile on his lips, in fact, this person is the fifth son of the current emperor, Wanyan Ping.

"My name is Yuhu." Yuhu said his name neatly, and began to drool when he saw the roasted lamb.

"Yuhu?" Wanyan Xing said it again, the name is quite elegant.

"Then can we eat sheep?" Yuhu looked at Wanyan Ping, swallowed and said.

"Oh, of course you can." After finishing speaking, Wanyan picked up the small knife next to him and was about to cut up the mutton, but his hand slipped and he accidentally dropped the knife on the ground, so he said to the waiter next to him, "Go again." Get a knife."

"Yes." The waiter replied, then picked up the knife and stepped back.

"Ah...still waiting." Yuhu said disappointedly, suddenly remembered that he still had a dagger here, and immediately pulled out the dagger from his boots, saying: "Use this one to cut."

"Okay." Wanyan Xing took the dagger without paying too much attention, and when he was about to draw the dagger, he casually glanced at the pattern on it, his face suddenly changed.

"You...how did you have this dagger?" Wan Yanxuan said with some stuttering, isn't this dagger belonged to Prince Xiliang, how could it be on this person.

"Do you know him too? This is given to me by... a friend." Yuhu blinked. Could it be that this person also knows Yan Jing completely.

"You said he gave this to you?" Wan Yanxuan said in disbelief. He still remembered that the dagger was given by the emperor himself when the prince canonized it. It was carried with me, how could it be given to this person?

Wanyan Xun looked at Yuhu again, he was a little small, but his bones were amazing, his eyes were very agile, who is it at this time?

"Are you going to cut it..." Yuhu pouted and looked at Wanyan Xing, her eyes were full of complaints.

Wan Yanxuan couldn't help but smile when he saw his expression, and wondered how the prince would feel if he knew that his token was being used to cut mutton.