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Longcheng is located on a tributary of the Sanggan River, because the trend of this tributary is like a dragon, the old city is called Longcheng.

Since the year of Zhao Wuxi's demise, the Dragon City has been standing here for thirteen years. It is not a wealthy place, but its military and political significance is far greater than its economic significance. It has witnessed Zhao State's control over the Daibei area from shallow to deep, from point to point. Today, all counties in the county have been registered as Qimin. The customs and human feelings are almost the same as those of Taiyuan and Huo people.

Except for the huge number of cattle, horses and livestock and the magnificent cavalry team, this is absolutely impossible to see in the Central Plains...

When the Kongtong clan arrived, they could see the outer guo of Longcheng from a distance. On the tributaries of the shining Sanggan River.

The outskirts of Longcheng have been blanketed in mushroom-shaped tents, thousands of campfires fill the air with a pale mist, huge sentry towers line the lush green grass on both sides of the straight, and thousands of horses stretch for miles. , the excrement they pull these days has piled up into a black hill with a high wall.

Kongtong Mingzhu and her clansmen were caught off guard by the sight in front of them, which was impossible to see in the sparsely populated Hetao. Her father is looking for familiar flags. Each grassland tribe has its own totem, the generation is a black dog, Tu He is a green bear, Donghu is a yellow scorpion, and the Aries tribe is a white sheep. The above-mentioned miscellaneous flags respond to In response to the call of the Zhao people, they all gathered here, like the stars holding the moon, guarding the banner of the state of Zhao.

When they walked to the outskirts of the camp, Kongtong Mingzhu saw the Zhaohou tent in the middle. It was woven with pure white wool and gold threads. Outside the tent, there was a flagpole as thick as Mingzhu's waist, and above it was the most magnificent flag she had ever seen in her life: a golden face and a bottom, a black bird embroidered in black, and a red sun.

It is precisely because of the unique golden tent on the grassland that the various tribes in private call Zhao Hou "the king of the golden tent".

"I really want to go inside the golden tent and have a look."

Kong Tong Mingzhu was fascinated, but their tribe was only placed on the periphery of the camp, which was too far from the golden tent. Not long after settling down, the patriarch of the Kongtong clan was led to the central tent, where he would be received by the officials of the state of Zhao together with the patriarchs of other tribes.

Kong Tong Mingzhu also wanted to go with her, but was reprimanded by her father and told her to stay in the camp in peace. However, not long after my father left, the outside became lively again, and when I asked, I found out that it was Zhao Ren who was gathering outside to play games.

Because it was not far away, the voice was very clear, Kong Tong Mingzhu heard the noisy human voice, the jingling of gold and iron, the neighing of horses, and the galloping cheers that suddenly sounded.

She was at an age who liked liveliness, and she was very itchy for a while, and persuaded a few brothers who stayed in the camp with sweet words to let them show her.

When I got out of the tent, I saw that this so-called game was actually a variety of entertainment held here by Zhao Jun, who was stationed here when he was bored. There are horse racing, wrestling, and archery. Zhao people were playing on their own, surrounded by a group of tribal noble children who couldn't understand the language. Driven by this lively atmosphere, people joined in from time to time, and the play became popular, and there were also girls on the grassland who spontaneously served as Zhao's soldiers. They sing and dance.

Although the language is not clear, it is also fun, but if Zhao Jun has an absolute military advantage here, I am afraid that this scene will not be the case.

After looking around for a while, Kong Tong Mingzhu discovered the most exciting game, which is polo, which is a battle to win...

This polo, also known as juju, is a sport spread from the Central Plains to Daibei. But they don't play well at all, it's almost like a horse fight.

Just like in front of him, Zhao Renjian's confrontation is extremely fierce. Yulin Jian'er participating in the competition is all strong and brave, driving horses and things to gallop, and hitting the ball with the moon stick is also very fancy, and the blood of others is boiling.

Although everyone is brave, there is one person who still stands out from the crowd.

Kong Tong Mingzhu's eyes were quickly attracted to this person.

...

On the polo field, which was casually fenced off with railings, there was a knight with a golden hat and mink fur, wearing a silver mask and riding a white horse. The knight's movements are elegant and skilled, and he cooperates with his team members extremely well.

The ball seemed to be frightened. For a while, he was controlled by him under the stick, and for a while, it flew towards the goal.

As the daughter of the grassland, Kong Tong Mingzhu can naturally see that this polo is definitely more difficult than riding and shooting. The posture of archery is fixed anyway, the two feet are on the stirrup, the body is straight and slightly sideways, the left arm holds the bow, the right arm draws the arrow, and the target is also the beast. The action of hitting the ball is not fixed and dynamic. For example, the white horse and silver-faced knight leans over, hits back, and sometimes twists to the side. He can also hit the "short shot" from a hundred steps away. The door" is connected to the network, and the movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, in one go!

As the white horse rider hit a beautiful ball again, the score on the field was completely opened, and the game was over. He raised the moon stick to the head of the country and enjoyed the moment of victory. The bystanders cheered in different foreign dialects. Tong Mingzhu couldn't help cheering for him.

"Good Lord! Good Lord!" Yulin's guards shouted, but Kong Tong Mingzhu didn't understand what this meant.

When the knight lifted his mask and revealed a handsome face, Kong Tong Mingzhu was even more stunned.

He has a white face and no beard, and his eyebrows are slightly raised, but his eyes have a hint of tenderness. After his fierce demeanor, he is a neutral beauty that is difficult to hide.

In the words of later generations, it is a little white face. From ancient times to the present, women have eaten this set the most.

Prairie people have always been unrestrained and free. Kong Tong Mingzhu, who has been in love for a long time, winked at her female companion and asked her to pass the kumiss in her hand to herself, while she herself rode the red little mare. , pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the gentleman of Zhao State.

This is the magic of love at first sight. Kong Tongmingzhu, who was fascinated by this handsome young man in front of her, recalled it later, and was surprised that she had not heard the calls of her brothers at all, and she only saw the gentleman Zhao Ren.

However, her horse was stopped by the vigilant Zhao Guoyu Lin guards when she was halfway there, and it was the Zhao Ren gentleman who waved his hand and let the Zhao soldiers let go.

Kong Tong Mingzhu finally came to him, and took a closer look. Her appearance was more in line with her mind. It took a long time before she realized that her actions might scare the Central Plains person, and hurriedly raised the wine bag to block herself. With beautiful eyes, he said in blunt Zhao Guo language: "I, think, offer wine to the strong man."

"Strong man?"

At the end of the speech, the guards of Zhao Guoyu Lin, who were all wary, burst into laughter, some even sat on the ground with their stomachs covered, and more people covered their mouths and turned their faces away, unable to bear to look directly at this scene.

Kong Tong Mingzhu didn't know much vocabulary, she looked around, a little puzzled. However, seeing that the young man's expression was also a little strange, looking at her with a half-smile, but he was not polite, took the wine bag, took a big sip, wiped his lips, and looked at Kongtong Mingzhu's dress, this Only then did he say in a deliberately lowered voice, "Kongren Kong?"

"Exactly!"

Hearing that he can speak the Hu language in the Hetao area, Kongtong Mingzhu was even more overjoyed, so when the young man asked his name, he said without hesitation: "Mingzhu, Kongtong Mingzhu!"

"My brother often writes some poems that are hidden in the treasury and kept out of sight by outsiders. One of them is 'The moon in the sea has tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke'..."

That gentleman of Zhao Ren read out this poem in Hu language, explained the meaning, and praised Kong Tong Mingzhu: "The name is beautiful, and the person is also beautiful."

Kong Tong Mingzhu felt like he was about to float up~lightnovelpub.net~ and dared to ask his name back.

"My name is……"

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled narrowly: "My name is Zhao Jia."

Because the two communicated in nonsense, Zhao Guoyu and the guards next to him couldn't understand what they were talking about, so they could not help shouting anxiously, and Kongtong Mingzhu's brothers were also stopped by these people, and they didn't even know themselves. The younger sister who was on the mission actually flirted with a Zhao person, and was so anxious that she cursed.

"Zhao Jia" was very displeased by such a mess, he frowned, and then he seemed to have an idea, stretched out his hand, and said to the sky with Mingzhu, "It's too noisy here, noble lady. Would you like to find a clean place to talk with me?"

"it is good!"

Like a ghost, Kong Tong Mingzhu agreed immediately, and then he rode his mount, followed the young man's white horse, squeezed out the crowd and walked away. Only her brothers were left staring at the horse's **** in a daze, while the many Yulin guards beside the polo field were whistling and laughing...

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