Outside the big tent.

A woman.

A woman holding a knife.

A beautiful woman holding a knife.

Square flowers!

Zhao Hao was stunned and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, guilt and embarrassment.

Fang Baihua looked at Zhao Hao with her eyes curled up, and Zhao Hao felt a little furrowed and asked dullly: "Miss Fang, did you get up so early?"

Fang Baihua smiled, as bright as Xiahua, and said with a faint smile: "I specially stand guard for the young master."

"Stand guard?" Zhao Hao was a little messy.

"The princess of the alien race entered the grand tent of the prince at night. Her subordinates were worried that the prince would be in trouble, so they followed him to ensure that the prince was safe and fortunately safe..."

"What?" Zhao Hao was completely messy and almost jumped up.

So, from Wanyan Xue's entry to the tent last night, Fang Baihua has been listening outside, and he leaps and turns into the battle several times, all of which have fallen into Fang Baihua's ears... What a fuss!

Zhao Hao only felt like he wanted to dive into the ground and hide himself, and his face turned red.

Fang Baihua laughed and said, "Young Master is very powerful... He has brought glory to the country!"

Zhao Hao's face turned redder and he was speechless for a moment. In the embarrassment, a cold light suddenly flashed. When he reacted, the knife in Fang Baihua's hand had already been put on his neck, causing his face to change again.

Fang Baihua's smile had calmed down, and she covered her face with frost. She said coldly: "As a relative of the Song Dynasty, the fourth-rank official of the court, he also represented the Song Dynasty's envoy Jurchen. It is important to put the overall situation first. In the future, it is better to cause less trouble for such a broken matter, let alone..."

She stretched the knife forward, bullied herself to Zhao Hao, and lowered her voice: "What's more, the young master is determined to be the 95th position. If he loses his life for this, wouldn't it be a joke?"

After saying that, Fang Baihua withdrew his long sword and turned around and left.

Zhao Hao stared at her back blankly.

Maybe he saw it, maybe he didn't see it, there was a deep sadness in her eyes.

Maybe he heard it, maybe he didn't hear it, the broken voice in her heart.

Just as Zhao Hao was about to return to the tent, he suddenly glanced at several black shadows in the corner of his eyes and flashed away.

Zhao Hao was furious and shouted: "Han Laowu!"

A tall black shadow flashed out again, touched his head, and walked to Zhao Hao with a silly smile: "Young Master, what are you asking..."

Zhao Hao asked in a deep voice: "When did you come?"

Han Shizhong laughed and said, "How can there be no secret whistle around the young master's tent? When the Jurchen princess sneaked over, I already knew it... If I hadn't seen that the princess didn't bring weapons, I would have thought it was an assassin! Who would have thought..."

Zhao Hao asked angrily: "Who expected what?"

Han Shizhong smiled and said, "Who would have been stabbed by the young master... You don't have to be nervous. The flowers are so blooming that they must be broken. I, Old Han, thinks that the young master is a man."

In an instant, Zhao Hao had the desire to kill someone, with a crazy look on his face, and he cursed fiercely: "Get out!"

Han Shizhong laughed and disappeared in front of Zhao Hao's eyes as if he was running away.

Zhao Hao touched his forehead and returned to the tent with a frustrated expression.

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After the Jurchens rectified the situation at the foot of the Targasus Mountain, the main army continued to advance south under the leadership of the fierce general Wanyan Loushi, intending to sweep the entire Zhongjing Road.

Zhao Hao and his party also packed up and prepared to return home to report.

In order to show his sincerity, Wanyan Aguda sent Wanyan Xiyin, the important Jurchen minister, to the Song Dynasty with Zhao Hao.

This time, you don’t have to travel through Liao anymore. You just need to pass Yiwulu Mountain, enter Liaodong, and cross the sea from southeastern Liao to reach the Song Dynasty. As for maritime security, it will be guaranteed by the Jurchens.

The Jurchen army was setting off one after another, and Zhao Hao also said goodbye to Wanyan Aguda.

Just as he left Wanyan Aguda's golden tent and returned to his big tent, a sudden sound of piano attracted his attention.

The sound of the piano comes from a delicate big tent not far from the golden tent. The sound of the piano is lingering, a song is full of sadness of parting. Accompanied by the sound of the piano, a woman's low chant comes.

"The morning rain in Weicheng is light dust, and the green willows are fresh in the guest house. I advise you to have a glass of wine, and you will have no friends when you go west to Yangguan! Frost night and frost morning. You will travel, travel, cross Guanjin for a long distance, and melancholy. You will be sad for this body. You will go through hardships, hardships, and you will be cherished by yourself... Feelings, feelings, I miss you twelve hours. The merchants and gangs are all in a vast area, who will be responsible for each other, who will be responsible for each other, who will be responsible for each other, who will be responsible for each other, who will be responsible for each other, and who will be responsible for each other, and who will be responsible for each other, and who will be responsible for each other, and the day will be rewarded by each other... The wine, the heart is moist before drinking. I will be able to say how many times can I drink... Chi Sushen, Chi Sushen, Chi Sushen, Chi Sushen, Chi Sushen frequently, like blind dates, like blind dates. Alas! From now on, I have fallen in love with both places and dreams frequently, and I hear the geese guest."

From now on, when we part, we have fallen in love with each other frequently, and we hear the geese and guests...

Wen Yan Lai Gu... When we meet next time, we are afraid that the sound of war will start, and the soldiers will point directly at Huining Mansion.

The love of a man and a concubine is passionate and romantic, but it is just a night of spring. After the spring night wakes up, you are the daughter of the barbarians, I am the minister of the Song Dynasty... or the king of the Song Dynasty.

Things are like spring dreams without trace.

But, can it really be traceless?

The Seventh Princess can’t do it, where is Mr. Zhao?

Will you suddenly remember the dream of the spring at the foot of the Tribulus Mountain on one night?

Zhao Hao stopped for a while, thought for a while, and finally left slowly.

Yang Keshi, Han Shizhong and others had been waiting for a long time, and more than 300 elite cavalry of the Song army stood up solemnly.

After sharing weal and woe and woe, and having a legendary experience, these elite soldiers have not only become more and more powerful, but also have a favorable impression of Zhao Hao to more than 75.

In addition to Zhao Hao and his party, there were about hundreds of people from Wanyan Xiyin and his party, next to Song Fang's troops, waiting for Zhao Hao to set off first.

Zhao Hao turned his horse on his back, looked at everyone, raised his whip and said, "Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a horse's neigh suddenly heard a horse's neigh, and a riding shadow ran out of the queue, whistling past Zhao Hao, and galloping forward first.

Zhao Hao was furious and looked up, but it was Fang Baihua's back. He could only shake his head in annoyance.

Immediately afterwards, with a giggle, another riding shadow came out. It was Liang Hongyu. When passing by Zhao Hao, Liang Hongyu stopped his horse and smiled: "Young Master has done something wrong this time. I'll go and persuade Miss Fang."

After saying that, he also grabbed the horse's belly and followed Baihua tightly above, and the two of them walked forward together.

Zhao Hao smiled bitterly and raised his whip, leading everyone to follow behind, heading towards the northeast.

As soon as I set off, I suddenly heard a shout behind my back: "Young Master, stay!"

Zhao Hao suddenly stopped his feet and slowly turned around, but saw that Wanyan Zongbi was leading dozens of pegasus horses, and he showed a look of confusion on his face.

When he ran closer, he found that this guy had a huge scary falcon on his shoulder - Hai Dongqing.

"The most handsome one is called Haidongqing." According to legend, only one of the 100,000 eagles appeared "Haidongqingqing", which is the highest totem of the Jurchen clan.

Haidongqing is a large raptor with a strong weight. Female is larger than males. The heaviest can reach 6 kilograms. It is about 1 meter tall and has more than 2 meters spreading. The feathers on the head are white and decorated with brown spots, and the upper body is dark gray; the chest is brown-red, decorated with brown spots, and the tail is pure white; the mouth is thick and long, and the tarsalis is only covered with feathers, and the hermaphrod is the same color. The beak claws fly fast and high like iron hooks, and can catch swans, wild ducks, rabbits, roe roe and other animals.

Therefore, the emperors of the Liao Dynasty set up Haidongqing near the Yazi River (now Songhua River) every spring. When they caught the first swan, they held a banquet to celebrate, called the "Head Goose Banquet". The Jurchens and Mongolian nobles also had the custom of using Haidongqing to hunt. In the early years, Haidongqing was also the item that the Jurchens had to pay tribute to the Liao people every year.

The one on Wanyan Zongbi is considered a king in Haidong Qing. Its height is almost the same as that of an ordinary Jurchen person, and its weight is about twenty kilograms. It is estimated that it can reach three meters when spreading its wings, and its pair of hawk eyes are even more majestic.

When Zhao Hao saw Zong Bi coming to see him personally, he had to ride a horse to greet him out of courtesy.

Zong Bi lifted Hai Dongqing on his shoulders with a expressionless face, handed it to Zhao Hao, and said coldly: "This is my Jurchen divine bird Batulu, the seventh sister gave it to you."

Zhao Hao felt a little hot, and he hurriedly took the huge bird. It was strange that the bird seemed to be spiritual, and it was not a big deal. He just shouted, then spread his wings, landed on Zhao Hao's hand, and then on Zhao Hao's shoulder.

Zhao Hao bowed to Zongbi with his fists and said, "Thank you, the Fourth Prince and the Seventh Princess!"

Zong Bi's face sank, looking at Zhao Hao, his eyes were already spitting out of fire: "You have defiled my seventh sister. When my Jurchen cavalry is stepping on Bianliang, I will cut off your head and hang it at the north gate!"

Zhao Hao smiled indifferently and said slowly: "If one day, I will definitely attack Huining Mansion and kill all the Wanyan surnamed, only Ling Mei is left!"

Zong Bi was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, the laughter was full of teasing: "Young Master is awesome! It's a pity... It's a pity... You are just a distant royal family, and you have no soldiers... Hahaha..."

Zhao Hao still looked calm and calm, not moved by his ridicule at all. He just saluted him again, said "There will be a time later", then turned his head and left regardless.

The group of messengers set off again, and the group rushed to Yiwulu Mountain in a mighty manner.

Wanyan Zongbi stared at Zhao Hao's departure back with hatred, and the anger in his eyes was still strong. He said with hatred: "Children Zhao Hao, you bully me, Princess Wanyan, I, Wanyan, will insult you, the princess of Zhao!"

Hundreds of steps away, on a small hill, a veiled Jurchen girl sat upright on a snow-white horse, staring at the line of slowly leaving military horses, staring at the big word "Song".

Wanyan Zongwang beside him, looking at Wanyan Xue who was in a daze, smiled helplessly and said, "Seventh Sister, you are too willful. The Jurchens and Song are thousands of miles apart. The two countries will inevitably fight again in the future. They have a wife..."

Wanyan Xue interrupted him leisurely: "Second brother, I don't regret it!"

Never regret for life...
Chapter completed!