Although Radami Zhu was a captive, the Khitans were afraid of the power of the Turks, so they still treated her with courtesy. On this trip, Sun Wanrong even arranged eight maidservants for her to serve her closely.

Cui Geng originally didn't care about the eight maids, but now he had the heart to observe, and suddenly found a familiar outline. As for looks? Her face was covered with a thick layer of grease powder, but it was hard to see.

However, the silhouette and sound alone are enough.

"Xiufang!"

Cui Gengqiang pressed his excitement and didn't blurt out these two words.

That's right, she is the hidden mother Cui Xiufang! Since saying goodbye to Cui Gengyangzhou that day, he hasn't shown up for more than four years. I didn't expect her to appear here today!

Cui Xiufang will never harm herself, Cui Geng suddenly felt the bottom of his heart, and said loudly: "Little Lady Mo is so favored, Cui is really lucky!" Ninth Prince, why don't you put away your scrap copper and rotten iron quickly? ”

With his statement, the Khitan nobles naturally knew what to do - it was not enough to have a letter of appointment, the most important thing was to be admitted by Cui Geng. Compared with life and death, what is beauty?

Li Manfei, the chief of the Fenwen Department, immediately pulled out the blade he was carrying, and said, "Ninth Prince, release people quickly, I really tore my face, and everyone's face is not good-looking!" ”

Luo Wuting, the chief of the Duhuo Department, was even more unambiguous, and said in a cold voice: "Ninth Prince, if you dare to move a finger of Little Lady Mo, don't think about going back with these two thousand people under your command." ”

"Release people, release people quickly!"

……

The Khitan nobles clamored one after another.

These leaders were so excited that the sergeants below also began to move, and six of them, together with the Xi army, a total of 10,000 troops, surrounded the puppet Tang legion.

There are two departments out of the way, one is the Fu Department, and the other is Sun Wanrong's sudden department.

He Axiao, the chief of Fubu, had a fierce temperament, and hundreds of Han people died at his hands. The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and the military discipline of the Fu Department is also extremely corrupt, and several county towns in the Great Zhou Dynasty have been slaughtered. These people have long formed an enmity with the people of the Central Plains, and of course they will not buy meaningless "letters of appointment", let alone stand on Cui Geng's side.

Sun Wanrong, the chief of the Turkish Department, was the Khitan Khan, and he had to take into account the overall situation, and he could not be the enemy of the puppet Tang army.

Immediately, Sun Wanrong stopped the Khitan people and said to the ninth prince: "You have a saying in the Central Plains, it is said that a gentleman is difficult to chase after a horse. Jiu Gongzi made it clear just now that he was willing to let Little Lady Mo choose her own son-in-law, and now she doesn't talk about it...... Isn't that right? ”

"Okay."

The situation is stronger than people, Jiu Gongzi sighed, put down the sword in his hand, and said, "Little lady Mo, you are so self-sufficient." ”

After a pause, he glared at Cui Geng and said: "Cui Erlang, Little Lady Mo is so affectionate to you, if you dare to dislike her because of her background, my son will never spare you!" ”

In this way, it is completely a look of being hurt by love.

The Khitan people didn't appreciate the weak, and pointed at the Nine Princes, and let out bursts of disdainful laughter.

The pseudo-Tang army felt that his face was gloomy, and lowered his head.

And Mo Xiaoxing was like being amnestied, stuck out his tongue, and jumped next to Cui Geng, took a half step back, and stood side by side with Radamizhu.

The two beauties are stunning, one is heroic, the other is charming and amorous, Chunlan and Qiuju are good at winning, they are really envious of others.

Jiu Gongzi glared at Cui Geng's eyes as if he could breathe fire, but he was secretly proud in his heart: You Cui Erlang is so famous, in the end, it is not the way of this son. Don't look at your current scenery, wait a while and it will be your time to die!

Sun Wanrong's eyes when he looked at the ninth prince were full of pity. He thought to himself, alas, Jiugongzi's sweetheart was pried in, and he would soon have to be killed by Ben Khan's calculation because of Cui Geng's plan, which was really pitiful.

He announced in a loud voice, "Okay, don't talk about these children's affections. Today is a good day for my Khitan to pay tribute to my ancestors, Ben Khan announced that the hunting in Fuhulin has officially begun!

Yo Yo Yo ~~

As soon as Sun Wanrong's voice fell, the sound of "antler whistle" suddenly sounded.

The antler whistle is an untold secret of the Khitan people, and its voice is the same as the voice of the deer asking for help. The deer in the Fuhu Forest heard the whistle and immediately rushed in groups.

When the deer came to the place, there were no deer, only a few clear streams, and they went to the stream to drink. And in the upper reaches of the creek, there have long been Khitan people secretly sprinkling salt.

The deer liked the salty taste of the stream and refused to leave, and gradually gathered more and more, and finally there were thousands of them.

Sun Wanrong saw that the fire was almost over, and with a slight win, the eight Khitan thousand-person teams suddenly scattered like flying, each in place, and surrounded the deer.

At this time, it is simple, the deer herd is crowded one after another, even if you don't know how to shoot arrows at all, as long as you have enough strength, you can hunt deer at will.

At that moment, Sun Wanrong shot the first arrow, Su Yun shot the second arrow, Jiugongzi shot the third arrow, and Cui Geng shot the fourth arrow, each taking a deer.

Then, ten thousand arrows were fired, killing all the elk, peeling off the skin and bones.

An hour later.

Piles of bonfires were lit in front of the Fuhu Forest, and the smell of barbecued venison was permeating. The etiquette of the Khitan people is sloppy, so they sit on the ground, drink wine and eat meat, and celebrate the festival together.

After a few glasses of mare's milk wine, Fan Guanglie staggered to his feet, raised his wine glass, and said to Sun Wanrong: "Today's deer hunting in your army is really neat and tidy, and there is a degree of advance and retreat. Xia Guan felt something in his heart, and he had to write a poem to congratulate the Khan. ”

"Oh? But I don't know what kind of poem it is? Fan Thorn History, please speak. ”

Fan Guanglie burped and chanted loudly: "Khan, you listen well...... The majesty of thousands of miles overwhelms Nanbang, and the east can turn over the Yalu River. The spirits and monsters are all bold, and the tiger will not surrender. ”

"Okay, Fan Thorn Shi is a good writer!"

"The surname Fan, I really underestimated you at the beginning."

"The majesty of thousands of miles overwhelms Nanbang, and the east can turn over the Yalu River. It's about our Khitan suppressing the Zhou Dynasty in the south and bullying Silla in the east, it's fucking hard! ”

……

Fan Guanglie's carefully prepared poem is majestic and catchy, not under any famous artist in the world, and the Khitan people immediately applauded.

Sun Wanrong was also quite happy, and said: "Come here, take a hundred taels of gold, and thank Fan Tingshi." ”

"No need!" Fan Guanglie shook his head slightly, and said: "Xiaguan's poem is just throwing bricks and attracting jade, how can the Great Khan be so rewarded?" The real good poetry is yet to come. ”

"What's going on? Could it be that Fan Thorn History still has good poems? ”

"It's not a lower official, it's Cui's writings." Fan Guanglie looked at Cui Geng and said: "Cui Fei will be famous all over the world, shouldn't he be the first to write a song in this situation?" ”

When Cui Geng heard this, he suddenly felt tired, although he couldn't surrender to the Khitan, but on the occasion of people sacrificing their ancestors, he didn't give face at all, and it was not very suitable.

But making poems according to the words and making congratulatory poems for the Khitan people will be a big handle in the future.

Fan Guanglie's method is really like a toad crawling on the surface of his feet - he can't die, it's disgusting!

What can I do?

Pregnant! Let's give him a sidekick.

Cui Geng said: "What's so difficult about this? Fuhulin hunting is to commemorate the Khitan ancestors, and when the official heard the name of "Fuhu", he also thought of a sage of our Han people. ”

"But I don't know which ancient man it is?"

"Gong Qi Huan! This official thought of the allusion of Huan Gong Fuhu. Cui Geng chanted: "If you don't hunt from Huan Gong, how can you subdue the tiger." Once the ditch is out, look at the clouds flying! ”

Huan Gong Fu Hu, it is said that Qi Huan Gong rode a horse one day and met a tiger, and the tiger was intimidated by its majesty, so he actually crawled on the side of the road and did not dare to attack.

As for Cui Geng's current recitation of this poem? It was written by the poet Li He a hundred years later. Li He borrowed this allusion to express his desire to be appreciated and make contributions.

But in this situation, Cui Geng recited it, a "ditch out", which coincided with his current situation, and his unwillingness to be loyal to the Khitan was clearly revealed.

Of course, no matter how "obviously" it is, who will listen to it, the Khitan people are vulgar and vulgar, and they have not even heard of the allusion of "Huan Gong Fu Hu", let alone hear the deep meaning of this poem.

Even most people think that Cui Fei's poem is very unpleasant, which is much worse than Fan Guanglie's poem, and the applause on the scene is naturally not enthusiastic enough.

Cui Geng's face was a little embarrassed, and he wanted to explain a few words, and said: "The so-called Huan Gong Fuhu is what he said ......."

"Now, do it!"

Jiugongzi shouted, and the scene suddenly changed.

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