Chapter 68： pick up

A few days of vacation passed quickly, and the time came to July in a blink of an eye.

The envoy from Shuobei arrived on time, and Yang Dejin and Xie Zhi went out of the city to meet them.

As soon as summer came, Xie Zhi changed into a crimson gauze robe, his hair was neatly tucked into the official hat, the leather belt was tied tightly, and there was a lin beast red jade and a Hetian jade pendant, not much different from usual.

Yang Dejin is exaggerating. Usually, he spends three days fishing and two days drying nets in the court. Even if he goes to court, he rarely wears those grand and complicated court clothes once, as if he just wants to fight against the emperor.

Today, for the first time, I specially changed into a python gown made of Sichuan brocade satin, with gold and silver colored threads on it, and rubbed and outlined the four-clawed golden python and seawater river teeth respectively. There is a belt around the waist, an agarwood token hangs on the right side, and a horizontal knife is slung on the left side.

He usually looks like a second-generation ancestor who is idle, but today he is extremely solemn, and he really has a royal air.

only…

"Ha—" Yang Dejin, who was sitting on the horse, yawned sleepily, frowned, and raised his hands to wipe away the physical tears from the corners of his eyes.

Xie Zhi glanced at the officials of the Ministry of Rites who were following behind on standby, and then asked in a low voice, "Why is Your Highness so haggard, didn't you rest yesterday?"

"Hmm..." Yang Dejin nodded.

Xie Zhi only thought that she was nervous because she went out of the city to meet Shuobei's envoy today, so she comforted her, "It's okay, we've gone through the process several times, and there won't be any problems."

"Uh..." Yang Dejin looked away guiltily after hearing the words, and hummed vaguely.

She was confused, she didn't understand Dasheng's calendar, today is the day when the envoys arrived in Linjing, she completely forgot about it...

She didn't come out of the Nanfeng Pavilion in Dongshi until the morning drum sounded, and returned to the Prince's Mansion. Before she could sleep soundly, the people from the Ministry of Rites came.

Yang Dejin was in a state of confusion at that time, so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes at all, she hurriedly put on her python robe, followed the team from the Ministry of Rites and left the city.

But there is one thing to say, she has basically inspected all the Nanfeng Halls in Dongshi, and it really compares one by one... What's inside, it's an eye-opener for her. Yang Dejin admits that she is uneducated, but the shock she received cannot be described clearly in a few words!

To be honest, the men who run the business there are not bad, they must be talented and talented, and they must have good looks. In short, Party B is good everywhere, and has quality assurance from inside to outside.

However, Party A, who went to consume, obviously looks a lot as he pleases.

Although most of these venues are legal buskers, there are a few who love excitement and dance on the verge of breaking the law.

Yang Dejin accidentally entered this kind of black south wind hall by accident, and accidentally saw Party A and Party B in some small corners for in-depth integration... er, in-depth cooperation.

That kind of visual shock, how should I put it... How on earth can Yang achieve this effect of sharing the anger of man and god? !

Yang Dejin's eyes lost their brilliance at that time: I have done good deeds all my life, why did you let me see this?

A short glance will take her whole life to heal.

Remediation! It must be rectified!

The trauma of the soul, coupled with the exhaustion caused by the whole night, made Yang Dejin look like he was dying. Fortunately, she had time to put some powder on before leaving the prince's mansion, otherwise that grimace could be shown directly to scare people.

"It's so hot..." Yang Dejin whispered to himself.

"Is it hot?" Xie Zhi was surprised, there was still morning steam outside the city at this moment, so it shouldn't be very hot, but she still shouted, "Come here, bring the water."

"Here." Xie Zhi handed over the water bag.

"Thank you." Yang Dejin said as he took it.

Yang Dejin took a sip, then poured the water on his hand. Because of the powder on her face, she only patted water on the back of her neck to feel better.

"What time is it?" Yang Dejin asked.

An official from the Ministry of Rites stepped forward and reported, "Go back to the prince, it's time."

Xie Zhi: "The envoy from Shuobei said that he will arrive before noon."

Yang Dejin nodded impatiently and said, "All right."

She was driven to the gate of the city early in the morning to guard. If the **** in Shuobei dared to be late, she had to ask Li Zifu to show them some color.

Fortunately, Shuo Bei came earlier than expected.

When the scorching sun of summer was about to rise overhead, a group of people on horseback could finally be seen in the distance.

Yang Dejin and Xie Zhi cheered up in an instant, tightened the reins, straightened their backs, and watched the visitor change from simple lines to extreme colors.

The mighty team, all the people who come here are wearing hakamas, colorful ornaments from head to toe, and eclectic hairstyles, some braided, some with disheveled hair, and some with short shaved hair. There are even bald ones.

The three riders lead the way, followed by the squires leading the mules and horses, the guards holding machetes are at the outermost edge, and behind them is a four-wheeled carriage that is driving steadily.

The person riding in the middle has a tough and profound facial line and a high nose bridge, which is a typical appearance of a high-latitude resident. Her hair is tea-brown, with curly radians, braided at the temples, with colored thread interspersed in the middle, and pulled behind her head; the short hair on the forehead is parted, revealing a full forehead and a pair of tiger ears.

Different from the grey-brown solid suits worn by the guarding soldiers around him, the man was wearing a brown double-turned gown with a cloak around the collar, leather armor on one shoulder, a pair of knives on his waist, and boots. Stirrups, just like a Hu suit riding and shooting style.

Xie Zhi saw the person coming from a distance, turned his head and said to Yang Dejin, "The person in the middle should be the representative of the envoy."

"I see," Yang Dejin nodded, "it's quite trendy."

Xie Zhi:?

"The envoy has arrived, go and bring a message to the palace and the embassy." Yang Dejin shouted to the back.

Immediately someone took orders, Yang Dejin drove his horse forward, Xie Zhi and several officials followed behind.

"Yeludi, I've seen Dasheng Envoy." The man in the brown robe got off his horse, stroked his left chest with his right hand, bent slightly, and performed a prairie courtesy to Yang Dejin and the others.

Yang Dejin and Xie Zhi looked at each other, got off their horses, and bowed their hands in return.

"My prince, Da Shengyu, Yang Dejin."

"Xie Zhi, Minister of Justice."

After a brief greeting from both parties, Yang Dejin said formally: "The prince is exhausted, and I will lead you into the city after waiting." After speaking, he got back on his horse.

The third prince of Shuobei, Yeludie, served as the leader of Dasheng's mission.

There are not many descriptions of him in the original book, only that he is good at literature, brave and good at fighting, and has a high reputation on the grassland. Later, he will participate in the rebellion of the younger brothers and the invasion war against Dasheng, and he is also an ambitious master.

Yelu grinned repeatedly, grabbed the saddle with one hand, jumped on the horse with a light jump, and said in a loud voice, "Okay! Thank you, both of you."

Yang Dejin turned the horse's head and prepared to open the way. Xie Zhi stared at the carriage behind him, a little concerned.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Xie Zhi hadn't moved for a long time, Yang Dejin asked her in a low voice.

Xie Zhi: "No..."

She didn't answer Yang Dejin, but asked Yeludeira directly: "Excuse me, can you tell me, who is in the carriage?"

Hearing this, Yang Dejin also looked back at the carriage. The four horses were pulling it together. The height of the carriage and the decoration on it all showed that the people inside must be very noble.

"Oh, the carriage." Yeludeira replied generously without changing his smile, "The one sitting in it is my princess from Shuobei—Aygul."

After Yeludila finished speaking, Xie Zhi's expression showed a moment of astonishment.

As if knowing what was being discussed here, the veil of the carriage lifted a corner at this moment, and a pair of green pupils looked at this side.

Yang Dejin and those beautiful eyes looked at each other for a second, then she saw that the other party seemed to smile, Yang Dejin nodded back, but Xie Zhi remained motionless.

"Huh? Zhirui, what's wrong?" Yang Dejin obviously felt that something was wrong with Xie Zhi.

"No..." Yeludira followed behind, Xie Zhi adjusted his expression, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I just didn't expect Princess Aygul to come too."

The second half of her sentence was obviously addressed to Prince Yeludeira, but the other party didn't respond, and still maintained a decent smile. Xie Zhi glanced at him, but he couldn't see anything, so he turned his horse's head around.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yang Dejin thought that he might be able to catch lunch when he entered the city at this time, so he waved his hand and shouted to his followers: "Go back to the city!"

Jerodelah followed with his envoys.

The Jiubin embassy is in the west of the city, and Yang Dejin and Xie Zhi went there a few days ago to arrange various matters. Missions from several ministries have already settled in, and the area of ​​Shuobei has been divided in advance.

"The taste of the Central Plains is much different from that of the grasslands. I wonder if the prince can get used to it." Yang Dejin said while walking on the road.

"It's okay, just do as the Romans do!" Yeludeira thought it was a trivial matter, and replied heartily.

Yang Dejin glanced at him, and felt that this prince was easier to talk to than she imagined, and he couldn't see that he was a man who could play tricks. However, this person is a proper main fighter, he knows people and faces but does not know his heart, so it is better to remind Li Zichou to pay attention.

"I heard that Prince Yu is Shenghuang's uncle?" Yeludila asked suddenly.

Yang Dejin rolled his eyes, nodded and said, "Yes, this king is ranked thirteenth."

It's a ghost!

Although the original owner was wearing a royal token, she really couldn't tell that this body had any blood relationship with Li Chou, and she didn't know what the late emperor wanted to do by bringing a man of unknown origin into the palace? It made Yang Dejin have to corset her chest every day, and she felt so painful just thinking about it.

"Hmm—"

Ye Lude groaned, looked at himself a few times, Yang Dejin frowned, and asked: "The prince is so interested in the Dasheng royal family?"

Yeludeira didn't even deny it: "Your country will discuss relatives with our ministry. You must know something about this."

Yang Dejin: "Oh, so."

Although in the original work, there are relatively few parts about the Wan Guo Chao Hui from the perspective of Li Chou, but Yang Dejin knows that the marriage may not be as the prince of Shuobei wished.

Jeludia glanced at the team sent by Dasheng to meet the wind, and then asked, "Did you see General Yuchi, isn't he in Linjing?"

General Yuchi - the general who guards the three northern states, Yuchirui, is also the number one enemy of the prairie people.

Yang Dejin looked at him from the corner of his eye, and knew that he had no good intentions, so he responded: "The prince is joking, General Yuchi is Dasheng's hussar general, and of course he is diligently defending the border from being invaded by foreigners at this moment."

"That's it, I wanted to see his style at first, what a pity." Yeludi gave a look of pity, as if he didn't hear Yang Dejin's intention of targeting.

"Your Highness," Xie Zhi pulled the reins at this moment, drove the horse between Yang Dejin and Ye Ludie, pointed to the front, "It's almost here."

Yang Dejin turned around and said, "Prince, the post is in front of you,"

Yeludie laughed and said, "Then I will ask Prince Yu to lead the way."

"Naturally." After speaking, Yang Dejin immediately ran to the front of the team to lead the way.

But Xie Zhi turned his head, gave Ye Lu a bad look, and then followed Yang Dejin.

"Huh?" Yeludeira didn't feel angry when someone stared at him, but only raised his eyebrows playfully. He didn't follow in a hurry, but waited until the carriage was in front of him, and then approached and asked the people inside:

"Ayi, how do you feel?"

The curtain was lifted by Rou Yi, with a pair of glazed eyes smiling, she looked at Yeludira and said, "I'm fine, Brother Wang."

Jeludia nodded and said no more.

The author has something to say:

Xie Zhi: It was quite fun.

Yang Dejin: I didn't play, I watched others play.

Xie Zhi: ...

Come on!