[Zuzhou] White clothes in the world

Attisa patted the soil stained on the white robe, and walked slowly towards Zighan and Sha Yangren.

"The Seventh Prince is right. Since it is a gift from the God of Desert to the Seventh Prince, let's stay." Attisa smiled and said, looking at Zighan with clear black and white eyes in the sunken eye sockets.In the past six years, Atisa has become more and more fond of grinning with only front teeth left. Zighan guessed that this old desert servant also felt that he was too old.

"Attisa, this is against the rules." Zighan's eyes darkened, which was a sign of his anger.

Atisa's long staff rested on the ground, and he looked up at Sieghan, who was a head taller than him. The temples of the king of the North Desert had already turned gray, and his eyes were no longer as sharp as when he was galloping on the grassland. Sieghan was a man. An old man who is nearly seventy years old is considered a long life.Whether it was the previous Hanhai King or the Sirius King earlier, none of them lived past the age of 70.

"Is it a rule?" Atisa put away his smile and pondered, "The sacred beast belonging to Moshen is a unicorn, and a wolf is too ordinary."

"Atisa!" The King of the Northern Desert reprimanded the noble oracle listener in a low voice, "This is a rule left over from the time of the Sirius King, and it will remain unchanged for a thousand years!"

"It won't change for a thousand years? It's too long. Change this outdated and broken rule." Attisa said, his piercing eyes glanced at the old nobleman of Beimo sitting in the second seat.Attisa spoke loud enough that the old nobles, however deaf, could hear them clearly.They had different expressions on their faces, some were shocked, some were sullen, but everyone could only sit on the sheepskin felt and secretly clenched their fists at the low table, not daring to stand up and argue directly with Beimo's Heavenly Attendant.Everyone is old, including these old nobles who have inherited Jiayin and have never been on the battlefield.

When the wind blows, the wind on the grassland is always harder and tougher than that in the inland.Yun Luan held his face in both hands, staring at the little wolf cub nestled in Sha Yangren's arms.It was a wolf cub less than half the length of Yunluan's arm, probably not yet full-term, and his blue eyes were full of fear.Yunluan put away the smile at the corner of her mouth, her lips were tightly pursed into a line.He suddenly thought of that stormy night six years ago, he shivered and looked at Sha Yangren riding on the high ride, and there was nowhere to hide.Yunluan took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, then he stood up, straightened the crumpled clothes, and walked step by step into the oppressive field.

Hamar's expression also changed, and he reached out to grab Yunluan's clothes, and the person walking forward stopped. "Hamar, let go of your hand." Yunluan said softly.

Hamar shook his head vigorously, his star-like eyes stared directly at Yunluan's dark pupils: "My son, this is Beimo's business, you can't interfere."

"I know." Yunluan squatted down, gently opened Hamar's fingers, and nodded to Hamar, "That little wolf is innocent."

"Your Majesty..." Hamar let go of his hand, staring blankly at the white-clothed inland child who straightened up and walked into the field among the three people.

[Official History Yutonglu [-]]

During the reign of Emperor Suzhao's son Chenghe, Gu Qingshang, a descendant of Gu Lian, was summoned to the Honglu Hall to edit the history of Emperor Suzhao's dynasty. known.Gu Qingshang personally went to Beimo Red Palace to find the people who had been in contact with Emperor Suzhao when he was a hostage, but most of them had already died.Gu Qingshang was dejected, and when he was about to pack his bags and return to Cangluo City, an old woman in her 70s stood tremblingly in front of Gu Qingshang's tent. She said that her name was Hamar, and she had taken care of Emperor Su Zhao.Gu Qingshang was overjoyed and directly invited the old man into the house.Gu Qingshang said in the postscript to "Yu Tong Lu San": "Every time I talk about the emperor's affairs, the woman's eyes are bright and her spirit is radiant, like a cardamom girl, and she smiles occasionally, still yearning for the past years."

Yunluan's seat was only ten steps away from the middle of the field, but Yunluan felt as if he had walked for a long time.When he stood still in the field, Yun Luan realized that he had come to an end.

An inland heir who lives in Beimo seems to be very dignified, but everyone present knows that Yunluan is a hostage sent by Shile.If Shi Le had strange thoughts about Bei Mo, Yun Luan's head would no longer be on his head.

King Hanhai frowned. This inland son has always been respectful and docile. He never made any outrageous actions. He couldn't even do ordinary things like riding a horse-drawn bow, let alone stand abruptly alone. Among the three noble people in Beimo.

Atisala grabbed Yunluan, trying to take this inland son who had gone crazy for some reason away from the center of the hurricane. "My lord, go back quickly!" Attisa's eyes flashed with uneasiness.He had already angered the Hanhai King of Beimo, and he didn't want this inland son to add fuel to the fire.

Yunluan dodged Attisa's outstretched hand, took another step forward, knelt on the ground with one knee, pressed his right fist to his heart, and performed the most noble courtesy in Beimo to Zighan. "My lord, if you don't worry, let me take care of it."

"My lord!" Attisa didn't care about maintaining the posture of a heavenly attendant, and threw his staff heavily on the ground, "This is a matter for the people of Beimo, my lord, please pay attention to your identity!"

"You Beimo people are not allowed to raise wolves. I'm not from Beimo. Isn't it good to raise it?" Yun Luan didn't flinch, Attisa's eyes were red, this old Mo servant could hardly control the anger in his heart.

"Then let you raise it." Zighan said lightly, his anger subsided, and he even smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, and stretched out his hand to rub the little wolf's shriveled head.

"Father, this is my wolf." Sha Yangren stared fixedly at Beimo Proton standing beside him like a knife.

"Father agreed to let Yunluan take care of him. Does the seventh brother want to disobey his father's will?" There was a rush of hoofbeats, Sha Yang jumped off his horse, strode to Sha Yangren, and cast a sidelong glance at Sha Yang Blade, right hand clenched fist pressed to the heart, bent down to salute Sieghan.

Zighan waved his hand away from Sha Yanglie's salute, and out of the corner of his eyes, he fixed on the old Mo servant in white robe.Attisa pursed his lips in displeasure, turned around and left resentfully, Zighan heard Atisa muttering: "They are all unruly wolf cubs!" Zighan smiled with his mouth curled up.Zighan glanced around at the old nobles who were sitting. Frightened by Zighan's leopard-like eyes, the old nobles all bowed their heads and remained silent.No one dared to look at the King of the Northern Desert, even if the leopard was old.

"That's it." Zighan turned his gaze to Sha Yangren, picked up the wolf cub in Sha Yangren's arms, and put it in Yunluan's arms.Yunluan bowed to Zighan and thanked Zighan, happily took the wolf cub.

"Thank you father!" Sha Yanglie glanced at Sha Yangren triumphantly, feeling relieved from the suffocation in his heart.Sha Yanglie was in a very good mood just now, and he hooked Yun Luan's shoulders, brought Yun Luan back to his seat, and poured Yun Luan a glass of wine.

Zighan's eyes lingered on Sha Yanglie's body, his brows raised.There was a cruel smile on the corner of Sha Yangren's mouth, and when Sieghan put his eyes on him, Sha Yangren put away the coldness in his eyes, saluted his father respectfully, and presented the prey he had hunted to Zighan. John.Sieghan lovingly touched Sha Yangren's head, then helped up his proud son, held Sha Yangren's hand, and sat beside him.

Atisa sipped the strong wine in the bowl alone, he couldn't calm down, and coughed violently.Hamar hurriedly relieved him, and she heard the old Mo servant muttering in a low voice: "Zigehan belongs to the fox! Not a leopard!" The gray beard fluctuated with Attisa's breath, and Hamar I thought it was funny, but I didn't dare to laugh out loud, so I had to be bored in my heart.When she told Yun Luan about it later, she still laughed from ear to ear.

The annual fundraising meeting of the Northern Desert Royal Family is over.

Zighan was so drunk that he couldn't hold the reins tightly, so the attendants had to help King Hanhai to board the carriage, and sent the aged King of the Northern Desert back to the Red Palace.

The old nobles also left after King Hanhai left. On the huge hunting ground, only Sha Yanglie, Sha Yangren, Yunluan, Mo servant sitting on the wool felt belching wine, and the caretaker Mo Servant Hamar.

Yun Luan quietly caressed the sleeping wolf cub in his arms. The setting sun shone on his face, making his girl-like face even more warm.Sha Yangren was staring at Yun Luan in a daze. In the past six years, he and Yun Luan have seen each other almost several times a month, and he has never been able to look at him carefully like now.Sha Yangren is already twenty, and Mo Pu said that he is happy in the world, and this is the age for a boy to become an adult.Yunluan has just turned sixteen, and there are still four years before he can become an adult, but Yunluan has lived in Beimo for six years. At the age of 14, Atisa used the silver iron extracted from the Jinhe River to forge a knife for Yunluan. Exquisite dagger, and took Yunluan to the Crescent Moon Spring to bathe, Yunluan performed the coming-of-age ceremony according to the etiquette of Beimo children.According to the customs of Beimo, Yunluan is already a real man.Now Yunluan is grinning, lowering her head to caress the sleeping wolf cub in her arms, immersed in joy like a child.Sha Yang raised his eyebrows. In the past six years, when he met Yun Luan in private, this young man would always calmly and wisely analyze the current situation for him. Every time after the conversation, he would show a strange smile and remind Sha Yang Blade don't forget the agreement with him.

"Yunluan, go back." Sha Yanglie got on his horse and stretched out his hand to give Yunluan a ride.

Yunluan raised her head and smiled at Sha Yanglie, stood up, patted the dust off her clothes, smoothed the fur of the wolf cub in her arms, and put her hand on Sha Yanglie's.With a strong lift, Sha Yanglie pulled Yunluan and the wolf cub onto the horse's back.

"Seventh Brother, let's go back first." Sha Yanglie smiled provocatively at Sha Yangren, kicked the horse's belly lightly with both feet, and the horse spread its four hooves and galloped towards the familiar road without being led by its owner.

Sha Yangren looked at the farther and farther back, his blue eyes lit up with a frightening light.

Atisa almost woke up from the wine. He stood up, bent his back, walked to Sha Yangren, raised his hand to cover his forehead, and looked in the direction Sha Yanglie ran past. On the vast grassland, only a shadow.Suddenly, Attisa gave a chuckle, and asked the stern-faced Seventh Prince beside him, "Zigehan said that day that he would go to Yankong to marry Princess Ning for you, but you didn't agree?"

Sha Yangren glanced at the aging Attisa in amazement, nodded, "I don't marry women from inland areas."

"I see..." Attisa smiled, "I'm afraid those old nobles will be disappointed."

"They?" Sha Yangren curled the corners of his mouth contemptuously, "their minds are full of gold, and those radiant colored glazes."

"It's a pity that the lord of Shile didn't have a beautiful daughter, they are all sons." Attisa's slender eyes showed a fox-like look, "You can see how beautiful the Yun family is by looking at the appearance of the son. If the crown prince was a woman, he would already be the concubine under the account of the third prince."

Sha Yang glanced at the old man in front of him and sneered: "I'm afraid he won't dare to take it!"

"Haha..." Atisa looked up at the young man who was a head taller than him, and waved to Hamar in the distance, "Hamar, I will take you back to your master."

Hamar nodded, respectfully supported Attisa and left.

Chi Lufei leaped to Sha Yangren with a long hiss, Sha Yangren flew on his horse, slammed the reins, and passed by Atisa and Hamar, the dust raised by the horse's hoof rushed towards the white-robed old man and the red-haired man. The skirt girl, Hamar hastily fanned the dust in front of Attisa, Attisa shook her head, offending no one, don't offend the young and vigorous prairie red wolf.