[Marco Polo] Where is Homecoming?

Every November is the hunting day in the Yuan Kingdom.

The hunting place is in the Datong area, where the grasslands are vast and the vegetation is fertile, because no one can hunt here except the royal palace and those registered with the Great Eagle Master, so the wild animals here multiply so fast that they destroy the surrounding growth crops, so Kublai Khan decided to hunt here every three years.At this time, Khan will bring a large number of officials and falconers with him. The entourage is very spectacular, like a carpet of various colors, slowly spreading from the horizon. skyrim.

The Mongols have learned riding and archery since childhood, so they are all highly skilled, and they don't care about the order of seniority.After the hunting started, Binyamba was the first to win the prize. He shot down a kite with only one arrow. A lynx the size of a lion was then presented to the Khan, which made the men present feel ashamed.The only one who is happy is probably Haidu, obviously he has forgotten the fact that his precious daughter will probably not get married again this year.

Ma Ke always followed behind Boyan sullenly. The latter felt his frustration and leaned back slightly.

"Boy, why don't you talk?"

Marco ignored him and walked past him.

"I know what you're thinking."

Boyan paused.

"I'll tell you a story..."

"Master, I don't want to listen to the story. The story you told last time kept me from eating for three days."

However, having said that, Marco still couldn't help thinking about Kuo Kuozhen. He knew how difficult it was for a female slave to sit on the position of the princess. Looking towards Zhenjin, he saw that the little prince didn't put his hair up this time, but let loose his long hair like his clansmen, and was dressed in strong attire.At this time, with the gradual increase of the prey, the whole hunting is getting better and better. The musician blows the horn, and the vigorous noble warriors gallop through the jungle, chasing the prey, and the atmosphere becomes more and more enthusiastic.

The real gold drew a bow and held an arrow, and shot a deer with one arrow. The deer ran away screaming after being hit by the arrow. The prince smiled slightly and did not chase after him. When he fell down, the officials immediately cheered loudly, and Zhen Jin smiled again, his eyebrows brightened, and he galloped the horse, with a three-point wildness and seven-point complacency in his sassy and heroic posture, looking back inadvertently, his eyes were on Marco, His heart skipped a beat.

Fortunately, the little prince didn't look at him intentionally. After looking around, he focused on his prey again. After a while, he shot another bison. The falconers who accompanied him immediately set off falcons to chase after him. Go, Prince Zhenjin took the lead. Seeing that it was getting closer and closer, he suddenly snatched the sword from the surrounding guards and stabbed it in the back of the bison. The bison roared in pain and rushed forward. The bison fell to the ground, the prince leaped off the horse with his sword in hand, and pierced the prey's heart and lungs with his sword.

On the contrary, Marco was terrified. The little prince in front of him was as proud as a cat and as strong as a dog, and he was bloodthirsty by nature. He had seen his ferocity as early as in the Battle of Xiangyang, but he still felt frightened when he observed it at such a close distance. .

The hunting lasted until dusk. Khan was overjoyed with the rare prey sent from various places, and distributed them back to his followers.

Going to the wilderness here, there are tall grass in the sky.

At night, some people set up tents and lit a fire, and some musicians played the matouqin and hummed Humai. The splashing sparks made their faces red.

As a foreigner, Marco naturally sat down and sat with a few noble youths he was not familiar with. He couldn't help but look at the real gold side, and saw that he had already changed into a fur coat and was talking with An Tong Haidu and others chatted, sometimes drinking and sometimes laughing.

"Hey, Latin, tell me how you feel in Dadu."

A question drew his gaze back. Although these young people in front of him were not members of the royal family, he still had to pay attention to his words and deeds.

"Everything is fine, Your Majesty has treated me very well, and I have learned a lot."

He replied cautiously, but unexpectedly, these words elicited a burst of laughter from the other party. Marco didn't know what he said was wrong, so he could only laugh along with him.

The Mongolian youths were born bold and unrestrained, and when they drank too much, they didn't care about words, and made jokes about the foreigner one after another.

Marco thought it acceptable at first, but the more he listened to it, the more angry he became. In the end, he only felt a rush of blood, and he stood up abruptly.

Seeing him coming, the group of young people couldn't help standing up one after another. Marco glanced at them and left angrily.

"Forget about that Latin guy, drink and drink."

The young people continued to sit down again.

Zhen Jin drank with a group of veterans, and soon knocked down the group of old guys, but he was fine, seeing no one around, he couldn't help walking away, and stopped when he came to Marco's seat, Seeing the arrival of the prince, the noble youth hurriedly wanted to salute, but Zhenjin stopped them, looked around and said:

"I saw that Latin guy here just now, what about others?"

The young people looked at each other, and only after a while did one of them answer:

"I don't know, I just ran away suddenly."

However, Prince Zhenjin raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

"Could it be what you said?"

The youths were at a loss for words and stood up one after another.

"Your Highness forgive me!"

However, Zhen Jin just glanced at the person in front of him, and walked away without saying anything.

He held me in his arms just to go for a walk and I wandered out thinking I wasn't looking for that curly-haired idiot.

He walked aimlessly like this, and soon got farther and farther away from the camp. The grassland at night was exceptionally quiet, the moonlight shone coldly on the earth, and the floating clouds were like isolated cities, sinking and floating in the depths of the sky.

Zhen Jin was walking aimlessly, but at that moment, he heard a rustling sound not far away.

"Mark?"

He called out, but there was no answer.Zhen Jin got closer, and could faintly hear some women's panting.

"Mark?"

Zhen Jin frowned and shouted again, and suddenly lifted the grass.

The first thing he saw was the broad back of his younger brother Binyamba. Kutulun below him couldn't help screaming when he saw the stranger, and immediately jumped up and covered his body with his clothes. Binyamba also turned around. , with an expression as if he was instantly strangled by a ghost.

"Real gold!"

Binyamba felt that he had gone wrong. If it was the first time he was smashed, it was purely because he and Kutulun chose the wrong place. This time, he specially picked a place where no one was there, so why did he bump into it? !

Even Zhen Jin felt that he had gone too much this time, but fortunately he calmed down quickly and showed a playful smile.

"The wolf rides the crow, interesting."

"Go on, don't stop, I'm leaving."

After speaking, he backed out with a smile.

However, after walking for a while, Zhen Jin felt something was wrong with his body.

The alcohol came at this time, he only felt that his mind was full of Kutulun's snow-white carcass, they were swaying in front of his eyes, accompanied by the woman's moaning full of temptation.He waved his hand, as if wanting to drive away these pictures, but then he unfortunately found himself a little bit out of control, the common physiological problems of male animals made him a little flustered, but there was only one woman, Kutulun, in this place, This is still his brother's woman.Just as he was thinking about whether to take into account the royal dignity, or to solve it on the spot while no one was here, he faintly saw someone under the big tree in front of him.

He approached slowly, and saw that the man was sitting under the big tree with his knees hugged, covering his face with his hands. When he saw him like that, Zhen Jin felt it was funny, and couldn't help kicking a stone, which hit him on the forehead.

When Ma Ke was sad, he was hit on the head by a stone suddenly. When he looked up, he saw that it was real gold, and he couldn't help being annoyed and angry.

"Leave me alone, okay, real gold?"

"Sorrowful dog, what are you sulking about?"

After hearing this, Marco raised his head in surprise, and when he saw the drunken state of the person in front of him, he showed an unbelievable expression.

"Tell me, what did they say about you?"

Zhen Jin leaned over him drunkenly, and Marco immediately turned his back on him.

"Latins, what did they say to make you so mad?"

Zhen Jin walked around in front of him and asked relentlessly, but Ma Ke didn't speak.But he couldn't stand Zhenjin pushing again and again, he gritted his teeth as if he couldn't speak, and said after a long time:

"...they said I... said I climbed into Khan's bed."

"It's so disrespectful."

Zhen Jin frowned, "It seems to be worthy of you."

Marco was stunned by what he said again, and after realizing it, he got up and left angrily.

"stop."

Marco ignored him.

"I tell you to stop."

Marco kept going.

"Do you dare to disobey the prince's order?"

"Then what are you going to do? Cut off my tongue? Cut off my legs?"

"You stop for me."

Zhen Jin was also angry, and chased him in three steps and two steps, grabbed him by the collar and threw him back to the original place. Marco was about to struggle, but saw him suddenly push him against the tree, and before he could react, he was ruthless. Kissed him hard.

The man grabbed his collar tightly and sucked desperately in his mouth.Marco was stunned, until the other party stuck his tongue into his lips, and a hand began to mess around with him dishonestly before pushing him away.

"what are you doing?!"

Marco backed away while screaming, accidentally tripped, and immediately got up, his face still terrified.Zhen Jin wiped his mouth with his cuff, and his face was coldly joyful.

"...You mean Latin...you can't do anything to survive, you climb into my father's bed, into Yao Shu's bed, into my brother Binyamba's bed, tell me, Latino, you Is the side..."

Before he finished speaking, Marco rushed forward and punched him, Zhen Jin threw him to the ground, alcohol boiled in his body, he beat him crazily, and Marco fought back without showing any weakness , the two of them started rolling around on the ground.During the fight, their hair was messed up and their clothes were torn apart, just like two little beasts making a fuss.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

When the soldiers arrived, Zhen Jin was pressing Marco under him and beating him. As soon as he saw it, he immediately sat up from him.

"It's great that you're all right! The Khan is missing and you ordered us to look for it, eh..."

Binyamba and Kutulun who arrived later looked at the scene in front of them, couldn't help but looked at each other, and then looked suddenly enlightened.

But Prince Zhenjin didn't take it seriously, he stood up and picked up the ashes on his body.

"Let's go."

Most of the reasons why the Khan led his troops back in time: spies came to report that there were signs of rebellion in Chabahan, the Gelan tribe of Huihe, who was far away under the rule of the Golden Horde Khanate.

Sitting on the bearskin throne, Khan frowned tightly, and everyone in the hall dared not show their anger.

"Chabahan, does he have a son here?"

It took a long time to hear his rough voice.

"You mean Naur, Your Majesty, that is the old king's son, and Chabahan is his uncle."

Ahmed stood up and said humbly. Khan snorted and said:

"Lock up that kid and spread the word that if his uncle dares to act rashly, he will cut off the kid's head and give it to him."

"His Majesty!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone stood up immediately, and it was Marco.

"Do you dare to question the Khan's order?"

It was the voice of real gold, and he stood beside Khan with his hands behind his back, with a bruise on his face.Marco ignored him and continued.

"Your Majesty, that child should have inherited his father's Khan throne, but now his uncle has stolen it. If he kills him, it will give him a proper reason for usurping the throne..."

"Chabahan has no chance to enjoy his throne anymore. My army will raze his lands. My soldiers will slaughter his people and rape their wives and daughters. All traitors will be executed like dogs."

Khan was obviously angry, and he hastily ended the court meeting after giving the order, and Zhenjin quickly helped him up.At this time, he was fully awake, and he glanced at Marco as he sent Khan away.

"What are you going to do?! My father is the Khan of the Gelan tribe, and my uncle is Chabahan. What are you going to do?!"

He was planning to go to Boyan's residence to practice martial arts and was suddenly arrested by several soldiers on the way. Seeing that he was about to be dragged towards the prison, the boy couldn't help but panicked, but the soldiers didn't answer and threw him directly into the prison.

"Boy, your father died and your uncle rebelled. The Great Khan wants to use you to force your uncle to apologize."

"No, Chabahan won't do that, he won't abandon me!"

The boy slammed on the railing desperately, his voice hoarse.

Naur had no strength when Marco arrived, but his eyes were still shining when he saw him.

"Mark!"

He threw himself before the railing, looking eager.

"What are they going to do to me? My uncle won't leave me alone, will he?"

However, facing the boy's questioning, Marco didn't say anything. He just took something out of his cloth pocket and handed it to him through the gap in the railing.

"I brought you this."

It was a matouqin.The young man took the piano with trembling hands, tears streaming down his face.

"...I don't want any khan, Kublai Khan can take whatever he wants, as long as it keeps me alive, I don't want anything..."

"My uncle's rebellion has nothing to do with me. I am willing to stay in Dadu as a Khan's subject and serve the Khan for the rest of my life..."

He covered his face in dismay and sobbed like a child.

"...I don't want to die, I want to go home, I miss my mother and sister, I don't want to die..."

"Naur, Naur."

Marco called him, and the boy raised his head blankly.

The stranger's eyes were cold and deep, looking at the young man, he suddenly lowered his voice.

"I will definitely rescue you."

tbc

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