[Marco Polo] Where is Homecoming?

April [-]th was the wedding day of Prince Zhenjin of the Great Yuan Kingdom. The wedding was held in an extraordinarily grand place due to the victory of Xiangyang City. The entire magnificent palace reflected a magnificent light under the bright sunlight.

All the members of the royal family and important ministers have arrived and lined up at the bottom of the steps. All the subjects are looking up at the prince and his wife in joy and awe. The royal road leading to the palace has become a river decorated with various official costumes .At the source of the river, there are newlyweds and the Queen Khan in fine attire. The witness is the lama Bhagsipa invited from the Tibetan area of ​​the snow mountain. Before, waiting for the official start of the ceremony.

Fingers like dead birch branches brushed over the silk edge on the tray, lifting up the tiara with dazzling decorations.

"My daughter, I will definitely give birth to a warrior for the country in the future."

A woman's voice came from the ear.Kuo Kuo really closed her eyes, only to feel her face lifted slightly by cold fingers, and the crystal clear tiara was put on the top of her hair.

Empress Chabi pinned the last lock of her forehead hair behind her ears, looked at the woman in front of her, and couldn't help sighing.Kuo Kuo really lowered her head, and the maids behind rushed up and put on the phoenix cape for her.She glanced sideways at her future husband, and saw that Prince Zhenjin had finished dressing, looking at the steps with his hands up and down, his face was as expressionless as usual, no one knew what he was thinking.She just looked away and turned away.

She has never touched real gold, and has only seen him on some important occasions.In the image, the heroic little prince already had three wives, but he still had nothing to show for it. Queen Chabi is still going around making arrangements for his marriage.

Next, the bride and groom walked down the steps to accept the blessings of the subjects. The sunlight shone in through the skylight on the dome of the hall, and it happened to shine on the face of the god statue, reflecting the light of Taoism.The people below boiled up, and the cheers broke through the roof of the hall.

The sun poured down the moment they stepped out of the palace door side by side, so bright and dazzling, it made her feel a little dizzy for a moment.Passing tens of thousands of guests in various dresses, she saw the last familiar face in the crowd.However, standing behind the crowd and looking at the woman in a gorgeous dress on the high platform, the expression on the Latin's face was sad.

It's only a glimpse, but it seems to last forever.

The people outside saw Prince Zhenjin and his wife walking out of the hall side by side, and cheered again.Flowers and ribbons were thrown in the air, and then fell on everyone's hair and shoulders.

The ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner and came to a perfect conclusion.

"Why don't you go to your bride?"

When Sang Jia was about to go to bed, she suddenly saw a drunk man rushing in, and she couldn't help being startled.However, when she found out that the man was none other than his husband, she felt amused again.

She was sitting in the center during today's ceremony.As Zhen Jin's first wife, he has witnessed two weddings. Although he had heard that Princess Lan was beautiful and noble, she was not particularly saddened by this wedding. When they were married, her husband ran to her.

"Sanga, Sanga..."

The real gold was obviously drunk, and when he grabbed her, he began to grope her body. Sang Jia quickly dismissed the maid and helped the prince to bed.The prince was very sexy tonight, which made Sang Jia a little bit happy when he felt guilty.She was born in a noble family of the Khanate, and she grew up with Prince Zhenjin as childhood sweethearts. Their parents made this marriage for the two very early on.They spent a romantic childhood together and got married when they were ignorant. After so many years of ups and downs, they have always had a deep relationship.The relationship between them cannot be summed up in a simple sentence of love, it is a bond that goes deep into the blood, and a family relationship that has accompanied them for decades.

She remembered that when she was 14 and Zhen Jin was 15 years old, she went out to hunt deer alone for the first time. She didn’t come back for two days.During those two days, the fear of extinction made her cry until she could no longer make any sound. On the third day, she couldn't bear it anymore, and she ran into the wilderness alone. At that time, she saw a figure on the horizon in the morning light, at first it was just a small black spot, erratic in the biting wind, then it got closer and closer, and finally she saw it clearly, the figure covered with morning light It was her husband who was walking towards her slowly!

Sanga will never forget his feelings at that time.Not only did Zhenjin come back intact, but she also brought back an elk, which was the biggest elk she had ever seen in her life.It was only later that I heard from him that in those days he walked along the river, farther and farther, and more and more deserted, until he saw it.It was the most magnificent game he had ever seen when he was so old, so he immediately rode after it, but when he chased it, he couldn't see it, and he waited there.It was cold, and a herd of small game passed him, and he could have killed them all and brought them home, respected by his clan like a man, yet lying in the warmth of his bed.But he chose to wait until the next morning, when it really came again, shuttling through the grass, its huge antlers seemed to go straight into the sky to capture the bright sunlight...

He killed it and brought it back with his hands soaked in the fat of the game.Kublai Khan was very happy and said that he was worthy of being the son of Khan.

And when she hugged him tightly, for the first time, she felt that the person in front of her was no longer a child, but a man.

That very night she gave her whole life to him.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but hug him tightly like the night when she was 14 years old, and let out a sigh from the bottom of her chest.As if sensing her mood, Zhen Jin turned over and hugged her back.

The bride sat in the room all night.

Ma Ke ran to Boyan when he had nothing to do.

When he came to the courtyard that day, he didn't hear the usual sound of fighting. He walked in, but saw the boy sitting in the courtyard in a daze, and stood up quickly when he saw him.

"The master was summoned by the Great Khan."

The boy was very shy and reserved, but his actions that day made him have a good impression of the blue-eyed foreigner in front of him.Through conversations, Marco learned that the young man's name was Naur, and his life experience was just like Boyan told him. After Kublai Khan invaded his tribe, his father sent him to Dadu to show that he would never rebel. Heart.

Most tribes in Huihe practice the youngest son inheritance system. He is the son of the old king's favorite concubine, and there are eleven half-brothers and one biological sister.His father was afraid that he would be murdered by other treacherous people, so he specially built a white stone palace on the top of a distant mountain to house his mother and son, and planned to wait for him to succeed to the throne when he became an adult.However, when he was 15 years old, Kublai Khan invaded his tribe. At this time, his father was already old and was forced to make an agreement to surrender to the Khan, and at the same time offer him as the heir to show his loyalty. A few months later, the old king died because he missed his youngest son. The tribe was taken over by his uncle Chabahan.

During the few months since he came to Dadu, the fear of the unknown world and the hopelessness of the future made him miss his hometown crazily, the fields and cattle and sheep in his hometown, and his mother and sister who were thousands of miles away.Unlike other children who grew up on the grasslands, this Huihe boy has a gentle and gentle temperament. His description of his homeland also aroused the homesickness in Marco's heart. He regarded his aunt as his own, and thought of his father. No matter how confused his father was, his love never diminished.

After his mother died, his father promised to give him a warm childhood. His biggest wish before he was ten years old was that his father could stay at home and accompany him more, and never go far away. Going against his oath without hesitation, embarking on a dangerous and unknown journey, leaving the young him watching by the seaside day after day and year after year.

However, at the age of 11, after his father told him what he had seen on the trip, he had a desire to join his father in the adventure. .However, Nicholas always refused his request on the grounds of danger. Until the age of 17, he secretly hid in the cabin of his father's voyage with such a warm thought. Accepting this fact, his fate began to deviate towards an unpredictable trajectory from then on.

They entered the Mediterranean Sea from Venice, crossed the Black Sea, set foot on the Mesopotamia along the Silk Road, passed through the Iranian Plateau and the Pamirs, visited the prosperous city-states and passed through the deserted sea, and enjoyed the treatment of honored guests. With little food to eat and no clothes to cover, he had been attacked by disease and plundered by sand bandits. In the end, he, his father and his uncle were the only three people who persisted to Dadu among the hundreds of people who were random. Oil, implore Khan to allow them to enter Middle-Earth for business. At that time, he was curious about everything around him, and he didn't know that his journey had ended here.

His father had kept him here despite his begging, and although he knew he was doing it for his safety, it still made him sad to think about it.

At dusk, the boy played the motouqin, and the sound floated high in the sky.The setting sun fell on the top of the grass, flocks of birds flitted across the distant sky, and herdsmen in the distance began to drive their horses and flocks home.The wind in the evening suddenly became bitter and hollow, and slowly caressed across the desolate field. Marco listened to the sound of the piano, and his thoughts were brought back to Venice. He seemed to see the clean streets and beautiful rivers again. , heard the mass in the church and the familiar language, the hustle and bustle of the day fell silent, and in the evening, the breeze blew across the quiet harbor, bringing the next day's tide and the smell of sea water, warmth and peace enveloped the whole city That night, it was a completely different world from here.Marco closed his eyes, and in a trance, he felt that he was like a stalk of grass under the sky, wherever he floated in this life, he would be there.

tbc

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