Everyone thinks I'm forced

In the evening of the next day, in the palace hall.

The hall is radiant, brightly lit, majestic, full of boldness and roughness, which fully demonstrates the characteristics of the Daikin nomads.

People arrived one after another, and they walked towards their seats under the guidance of the attendants. Occasionally, they stopped to exchange a few words with acquaintances, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

When the sky got darker, the bosses entered the arena one after another, and walked towards their seats with their entourage. They were familiar with the way, and the momentum was awe-inspiring. The talking and laughing quieted down, and the atmosphere was a little quieter.

In less than three breaths, the princes brought their cronies into the hall. I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the three of them arrived together, talking and laughing, and seemed to have a good relationship. Brother Gong's rapport.

Muhal, who was sitting at the front, covered his face and took a sip of wine, smiled coldly, and said to the people beside him: "At this time, they are showing brotherly love again?"

Yuyan Zhilie glanced at the three princes who were laughing at Yan Yan, his expression was too lazy to cover up, and he said with contempt: "The great Khan didn't learn a single point of his wisdom and martial arts, but he did learn a bit of the intrigue of the people of the country." Not bad, now that the generals are back, do you know how to hold a group?" He looked at the smiling and amiable princes and took a sip of wine, and said, "I really don't know how Da Khan taught you?"

The next general said: "If it wasn't for Your Highness..."

"Shut up! Do you want to be whipped again?" The general next to him covered his mouth and said.

After a while, it was quiet again.

The princes naturally knew what the generals with angry expressions on the other side were talking about, but they were not at odds with the generals, they were on the side of their respected uncle, so they couldn't get used to seeing them.

The eldest prince Mu turned his head and said to Mu Yixuan whose smile had not changed: "These generals, I don't know what they are talking about again."

Mu Yixuan's smile did not change, and he said calmly: "Brother, why don't you care what they do, why don't you just recharge your batteries and wait for the right master?"

Looking at the entrance, Mu Wenze narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that our respected uncle has finally arrived with his Qidi."

Mu Duran turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw a familiar figure carefully leading another person. Everywhere he passed, there were greetings and salutes. It took a long time to walk for a short distance.

What a familiar scene, from childhood to adulthood, as long as their uncle appeared in public with them, even if he was a prince, the son of the Great Khan, they could not take away the respect and courtesy others showed him, and they always showed their respect. Like his servants.

Mu Wenze looked at it for a long time before he said meaningfully: "The Ciguo man was indeed as rumored, he was unwilling and was forcibly kidnapped by him."

Mu Yixuan sneered and said: "Finding a Ciguo person to form a contract will anger the big witch and make father displeased. I'm afraid he has been in power for too long and has forgotten the fundamentals!"

Du Tianlu finally walked through the crowd and came to the front. Muhal and the others immediately stood up and saluted respectfully. Du Tianlu waved to them and walked towards the front seat, passing by Mu Duran's table. At that time, looking sideways slightly, Mu Duran quickly stood up with his younger brothers and asked respectfully, "How is uncle recently?"

Du Tianlu stopped in his tracks, glanced at them with a half-smile, turned around and helped An Jiarui fasten the cloak strap calmly, and whispered softly: "It's late at night, the wind is strong, don't catch a cold."

An Jiarui tightened his cloak and looked curiously at the three people in front of him.

All of them are beautiful in appearance, noble in temperament, and each has its own characteristics.Mu Duran's appearance and demeanor are similar to the low-profile version of Du Tianlu, but far less wild and majestic than the genuine version. Standing next to Du Tianlu, he looks a bit afraid; Mu Yixuan looks gentle and friendly at first glance. , has a bit of literati style, but there is a bit of ruthlessness in the eyebrows and eyes, which destroys his gentle demeanor; Mu Wenze is different from his two brothers, with squinted eyes, slightly hooked mouth corners, and a small dimple on the left side Wanting to show off, showing a bit of harmless color, coupled with his small face, it seems that he is very young and seems out of harmony with the world.

After watching them, An Jiarui looked at Du Tianlu who was carefully helping him fasten the belt with downcast eyelashes, and sincerely agreed with what Ai Zan said, Du Tianlu was indeed outstanding among the younger generation.

Sure enough, the reality is different from the novel, where are there so many gifted, intelligent and flourishing talents?One or two in an era is a big deal, not to mention gathering a bunch in Dajin?He is sorry for the slander against Du Tianlu before, he is good enough and can't ask for too much.

After he fastened the belt slowly like an art, he turned his head and looked at them, and said kindly: "Oh? I've been in good health recently, but you guys seem a little overthinking."

When he said this, Mu Du remained silent, but Mu Yixuan was about to speak, when a loud voice came from behind him: "Your Highness, what are you talking to them about? Come here and sit down later It's time to sweat."

In such a large crowd, there is only one person who can say such offensive words from the bottom of his heart like a loud voice, that's right!That's him, Bian Yongjie.He was standing at the back of Du Tianlu's seat reserved for cronies, and he was afraid that Du Tianlu would not see him, so he stood up and signaled.

Mu Yixuan's face twitched, and he swallowed the words in his mouth. Mu Wenze smiled and took over the words: "Why don't you go and sit down there first? If General Bian is like this, he will be punished if he is seen by Da Khan. .”

Du Tianlu nodded at him, took An Jiarui to the first seat in front, glanced lightly at Bian Yongjie who was standing out in front of the seat, and Bian Yongjie sat behind him grinning, muttering : "Your Highness, you're wasting time with them again..." Before Du Tianlu touched the whip, he suddenly changed the subject and said miraculously: "Hey, Mr. An's complexion has improved a lot, Your Highness has taken good care of your body good?"

Du Tianlu withdrew his hand touching the whip, his face softened slightly, and Bian Yongjie then whispered: "Your Highness behaved like this at night? Is it the spirit of dragon and tiger? Otherwise, how could you be so... woo woo woo."

Zhu Zijian said a few words to Gui Qing without staring at him, Bian Yongjie immediately stroked the tiger's beard over there, he skillfully covered Bian Yongjie's hand, and skillfully smiled apologetically: "Your Highness, you I know, Bian Yongjie, he..." He pointed to Bian Yongjie's brain.

Du Tianlu didn't like this at all, his hand had already touched the whip on the side of the seat, seeing that Yongjie couldn't escape the whip, the surrounding suddenly became quiet.

Mu Duoduo and Luo Qing walked in like a pair of Bi people, strode past the crowd, and sat on the chair with intricate patterns carved on the top, showing the momentum of a dragon swallowing a tiger. clear hands.

Everyone stood up one after another, bowed to Da Khan, and then sat back on their chairs.

Mu Duoduo glanced around, and said loudly, "Is everyone here?"

The attendant whispered a few words in his ear before he nodded, waved his hand and said, "Then let's start the banquet first. Don't be restrained, everyone is free to eat the celebration banquet!"

As soon as the voice fell, two rows of servants entered the hall neatly carrying trays, put the food on the trays on each table, and then left in an orderly manner.A dazzling array of exquisite dishes were placed in front of everyone.

The atmosphere became lively, but no one really let go of eating. Most of them picked up a few chopsticks for a moment, held the wine glass and slightly touched their lips, and whispered something to the people around them. The atmosphere was lively and there was a trace of order.

An Jiarui thought it was a bit funny. As far as the current situation is concerned, even if it is put in Ciguo, it is not too rude, but for the nomads who have just founded the country not long ago, it is already very polite. Looking at it this way, The class of Dajin has been separated, with some essence of feudalism.

He picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and looked at a table not far away that was full of people from the Ci Kingdom. He saw a few famous acquaintances at a glance, of course they were "acquaintances" who had been famous for a long time. I don't know anyone I know; but there are only a few unfamiliar scribes left, all of whom have extraordinary bearing, and they are all people with beautiful chests.

Unexpectedly, he made eye contact with one of the young scribes. The other party seemed a little surprised. After realizing it, he smiled at him again, picked up the wine glass and toasted far away, raised his left hand slightly, the grapefruit lightly covered his face, and then retracted it. Flip the wine glass with your hand, indicating that there is not a drop of wine left.

An Jiarui's scribe's soul quietly ignited, and he smiled slightly, as if the dark clouds receded, revealing a beautiful bright moon, shining on the earth, shining and clear; holding the cup in his right hand, leaning against his right hand with his left hand, the hanging sleeves naturally Covering the lower half of her face, with slightly curved eyebrows and eyes, she drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, and then happily tipped the bottom of the cup upside down, looking at him and smiling.

When we meet and smile, everything is silent.

This person can be handed over!The young scribe said silently in his heart.

This person is not inferior to me, and I almost lost to him.An Jiarui said silently in his heart.

Du Tianlu noticed this little episode, and couldn't help turning his head to remind him in his ear: "Yu Wenlun, although he was never famous in the country of Ci, his strategy and literary talent are excellent, Jiarui be careful not to follow his way."

An Jiarui was persistent and slowly poured tea into the flagon. Hearing this, he put down the flagon and asked curiously, "Has the general been tricked by him?"

Du Tianlu took the opportunity to get closer, almost shoulder to shoulder, and could kiss An Jiarui's face with his head tilted, so he said disdainfully, "How dare he?"

He paused and said: "But he doesn't follow common sense, he often does things that are unexpected, and..." He looked at the profusely laughing Khan above him, and said in a low voice: "Brother trusts me quite a bit, it seems like nothing Authority, in fact, has a deep background, it must be someone who can't be easy, Jia Rui, you must be careful about him, it is best not to associate with him."

An Jiarui was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help feeling a little admiration. He was never famous in the country of Ci, but he was able to be the guest of the Great Khan, which shows that his skills and foresight are both unique.He heard of the weakness of the country of Ci before Dajin had yet gained momentum, and he was not famous in the country of Ci, which is called vision; wrist.

With the rise of the empire, there are indeed many famous ministers and strong generals, who have left their names in history.