Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

Everyone was stunned, but Amur was the first to react, waved and took him down for interrogation.

Natu paused for a moment, then said in a daze: "Yes... I was His Highness's entourage and ran over, and only then did I know that this lion belongs to His Highness."

Some people in the crowd echoed, "Yes, yes, we didn't even know that His Highness had a lion. How could that kid know that His Highness is herding sheep every day!"

Baoyin's mother and daughter are safe, and the rioters have also been taken down for interrogation.Amur waved his hand and said to the crowd: "It's all gone, you can do whatever you want."

Only Song Qingyuan, Amur and Lian Ti were left in front of the big tent.

Amur bowed to Lian Ti, "I'm going to interrogate this man, I'll take my leave first."

Lian Ti nodded.Before he left, Amur suddenly turned his head around, instead of the initial tense attitude, he said to Song Qingyuan in a subtle tone: "I admit, Your Highness is a smart person, I hope His Highness doesn't use his wisdom in the wrong place."

Song Qingyuan didn't answer, but nodded noncommittally, and watched Amur leave quickly.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared from sight that Song Qingyuan turned his head and suddenly said "thank you" to Lian Ti inexplicably.

"What are you doing, King Xie Ben?" Lian Ti glanced at him, turned around and led the horses of the two from the hands of his attendants.

Song Qingyuan took the reins from Lian Ti, got on the horse, and left here side by side with Lian Ti.

He turned his head to look at Lian Ti, "Your Majesty also discovered the problem just now, didn't he?"

Lian Ti raised his eyebrows, "If this king finds out that there is something wrong with that person, why don't you just speak up?"

Song Qingyuan smiled, and looked back at the place where the Muhe tribe was stationed, "Your Majesty wants to improve my image in the eyes of the Muhe tribe, doesn't he? The leader of Amur is a typical example."

Song Qingyuan couldn't keep it from even mentioning it, so he said helplessly: "Didn't your Highness also say that this king doesn't want His Highness to have conflicts with my subordinates as soon as he comes to Mobei?"

This sentence was what he said to Lian Ti when he had just met Mu He and the tribal leader, when Lian asked why he had a different attitude towards him and Amur.Unexpectedly, he returned it to himself intact.

Song Qingyuan laughed, and looked at Lian Ti, the person in front of him was wrestling with his hair.

Lian Ti brushed his hair back, and the wind blew his hair back in front of his eyes. This happened several times in a row, and Lian Ti frowned a little irritably.

Mobei didn't have the habit of tying their hair, but they didn't have the Shamat hairstyle like those nomads whom Song Qingyuan had seen in the portraits in his previous life.Instead, the long hair in the front is braided and hangs down the back with the rest.

Song Qingyuan looked at the exotic jewels and gold ring decorations on the ends of his hair, and asked curiously, "Why don't you tie your hair?"

Lian Ti's attention was still on his wind-blown hair, and he didn't realize what Song Qingyuan meant for a while.

He was stunned for a moment before explaining: "People in Mobei don't have the habit of bundling their hair. This is because most people in Mobei travel on horseback, and the horses are bumpy. The bun will fall apart after a while, which is very inconvenient."

Song Qingyuan nodded, pointed at his somewhat messy hair helplessly, and added: "It's not like this usually, today Sahe is not here, this king did it himself."

Sahe is Lianti's personal bodyguard and is usually in charge of Lianti's daily life.He was sent to do something today, but he was not by his side.

Song Qingyuan looked at Lian Ti's flying hair, and couldn't help it, so he burst out laughing.

In the evening, the Muhe Tribe specially prepared a dinner party for Lian Ti and his party. Song Qingyuan had participated in numerous receptions in his previous life, and he also attended court banquets after time travel, but this was the first time for such a dinner party.

Everyone sat in front of a few bonfires, drinking and grilling meat together, without distinction of status or status.If you are happy, you can also pick up the piano and play and sing aloud at will, without any rules.

Song Qingyuan looked at the sparks rising from time to time in front of him, and for some reason, he suddenly got angry with a thought: It would be nice if he could stay here for a long time.

Such a vast and free land makes people happy when they see it.

"Your Highness, here you are!" Natu handed a piece of sizzling tender mutton to him.

Song Qingyuan raised his head, Natu in front of him had a bright and honest smile on his face.

Seeing him accepting the barbecue, Natu sat down and asked, "Where's your Highness's little lion?"

Song Qingyuan sliced ​​off a piece of mutton with a dagger and put it into his mouth unskillfully, "I was afraid that it would scare the children, so I asked my followers to take it to the tent."

Natu nodded, and asked again: "Does it have a name?"

The prairie people like to name the animals they raise and regard them as their friends.However, most of the nobles in the Central Plains only like to keep animals in the garden for viewing and entertainment.He thought that Song Qingyuan didn't seem to be such a person, so he said so.

Song Qingyuan stopped his fleshy hand and reflected on himself: It seems that he really forgot to name the little lion...

He recalled the oolong reason why the lion was brought to him repeatedly, and determined the lion's name without hesitation.

"It's called Big Orange."

"Big Orange?" Natu was stunned in confusion. The name is a bit strange, does it mean Big Orange?

Song Qingyuan didn't know how to explain the origin of his name, so he nodded calmly.

As for the rumor that "His Royal Highness the Third Prince of Yanyun likes to use fruits to name animals" circulated in the grassland later, Song Qingyuan is not able to consider the problem now.

Natu is no longer entangled, maybe it is the special naming method of the Central Plains people.

"Your Highness, would you like to attend my daughter's third baptism in the future?" Natu asked again.

The three baptisms are a bathing ceremony for newborns. Relatives and friends will be invited to participate, and the newborns will be cleansed of dirt and prayed for.

Song Qingyuan was also happy to participate in this kind of event, and accepted Natu's invitation with a smile.

Seeing that Song Qingyuan agreed to his invitation, Natu happily left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Natu left on his front foot, he arrived on his back foot.

"Is there anything wrong with the king?" Song Qingyuan asked.

Now should be a good opportunity for King Mobei to have fun with the people and win over the tribe. How could he get here.

Lian Ti quietly handed him a jug.Song Qingyuan took it in a daze, and looked at Lian Ti and then at the flagon with some doubts.

Lian Ti thought that Song Qingyuan cared about the source of this flagon, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, no one has used the new flagon."

Song Qingyuan didn't argue, and took a sip tentatively.

Unexpectedly, it contained the wine that Lian mentioned before and gave him a taste in Furong Pavilion.He wanted to drink later, but was told there were no more.

He glanced at Lian Ti in surprise, "Didn't your majesty say that this wine was brewed by the Hunke tribe and sent over, and you don't have any?"

Lian Ti hurriedly put his index finger on his lips and let out a "shh", "Amur kept this wine. This king found out and filled a pot secretly. Don't let him hear it. Amur is precious to him. altar wine."

He deliberately lowered his voice, and his deep and mellow voice rang in Song Qingyuan's ear with a smile.

Song Qingyuan nodded, rubbed his fingertips unnaturally, and deliberately made a joke, "What will happen if Chief Amur finds out?"

Lian Ti straightened up, moved a little further away from Song Qing, and said, "It's nothing to worry about. At most, tie me behind the horse and let the horse drag me around on the grassland for a few laps."

Song Qingyuan frowned. For a moment, he didn't know whether Lian Ti's words were true or false. This kind of punishment was used in ancient times to punish slaves who betrayed their masters. Bar?

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