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The 127th chapter old friend (2)

The young man is quite tall and his whole body is filled with the strong and brave spirit unique to those who practice martial arts all year round.

The Tatars have many curly hair, high nose bridge, and obvious facial contours, which are "not my race". This young man is an exception.

The bridge of the nose is slightly taller, the thin lips are graceful, and the slightly narrow and long black eyes seem to be a smile, which is handsome and a bit evil.

Prince of Tatar!

Yuan Silan!

The Tartar prince was also looking at He Qi and Pei Zhang, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

These two teenagers, one is graceful and handsome, and the other is handsome and extraordinary. They make people feel ashamed of shame.

The Great Chu Dynasty was indeed full of talents.

He Qi narrowed his eyes slightly, with strong self-control, resisted the urge to draw his sword to face each other, and bowed, "Please follow us into the hall."

Yuan Silan nodded slightly and was about to step forward.

He Qi's eyes flashed and he reminded him faintly: "Please take off the long sword. If there are other weapons on his body, you will take them off."

No matter how knotted Pei Zhang and He Qi had a heart, they would not pull He Qi back at this time. They immediately took over the conversation: "The rules in the palace are to search the whole body before facing the saint. I did not intend to target Your Highness, please forgive me."

Not only do you need to get weapons, but you also need to search the whole body.

Among the dozens of personal soldiers behind Yuan Silan, there were obviously those who could understand the Da Chu dialect and immediately glared at him.

Yuan Silan looked back and the soldiers immediately calmed down again.

"Everything is done according to the rules in the palace." Yuan Silan opened her mouth and spoke in a standard Da Chu language.

Pei Zhang was a little surprised, but He Qi was not surprised at all.

Yuan Silan is a man with deep scheming and cunning as a fox. If he doesn’t even have the skill of pretending, how can he grow up under Bu Chi’s suppression and alert?

The marriage was also advocated by Yuan Silan, and even came to Da Chu for marriage in person at all costs. Bu Chiba did not allow Yuan Silan to die in Da Chu, which was not only a thorn in his side, but also had a righteous reason to provoke the matter. Emperor Xuanhe had no good feelings for Yuan Silan.

Under such circumstances, Yuan Silan lived in Da Chu for two years, dispelled Emperor Xuanhe's fear, successfully sought to marry Princess Shouning, and secretly colluded with the second prince. After Emperor Xuanhe died, the eldest prince ascended the throne, Yuan Silan tried her best to instigate the second prince. The second prince was used without knowing that it attracted foreign enemies to invade the border.

Yuan Silan led the Tatar cavalry and occupied dozens of border cities and made great contributions. Bu Chi, who was getting older, had no reputation, force and scheming as much as Yuan Silan. Within a few years, Yuan Silan was forced to agree to abdicate.

In his previous life, Yuan Silan led his troops to chase him in order to make another contribution and then he could inherit the position of Khan.

He seriously injured Yuan Silan before his death.

Later, Yuan Silan died at the hands of Cheng Jinrong again.

...

He Qi suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, walked forward, and personally took Yuan Silan's sword. As for the matter of body searching, of course, he would leave it to Pei Zhang.

The first level of official position was crushed to death. Pei Zhang resisted the urge to snort coldly, and at the warning of He Qi, he stepped forward to search.

Yuan Silan did not show any displeasure of being humiliated, and she was very happy. Her eyes floated back and forth on He Qi and Pei Zhang's faces, and suddenly she smiled and said, "The two imperial guards have such courage. Today, it really opened my eyes."

He Qi pulled the corner of his mouth: "I am the commander of the sixth-rank imperial guards personally granted by the emperor. My surname is He, and my name is Qi."

Congratulations?

As soon as this very familiar surname came to my ears, Yuan Silan's eyes flashed and she realized: "Who is Duke Pingguo He Lin?"

There were 100,000 border troops firmly guarding the border, and the Tatar cavalry were repeatedly blocked outside the city gate. He Lin, Duke of Pingguo, who commanded the 100,000 border troops, was an irreconcilable enemy to the Tatars.

He Qi said lightly: "It's my father."

It turned out to be the son of Duke Ping.

Perhaps, in a few years, He Qi will replace He Lin to take charge of the border army and become the Tatars' confidant enemy.

Yuan Silan's eyes flashed again, and her eyes fell on Pei Zhang's face: "Who are you?"

In terms of identity, Yuan Silan was the crown prince of Tatar and the nephew of Emperor Xuanhe. Maybe he would be the son-in-law of Emperor Xuanhe. Yuan Silan opened her mouth and asked, Pei Zhang had to answer: "My father is the Marquis of Yong'an."

Yuan Silan was very familiar with the generals of the Great Chu, and said casually after hearing this: "It turns out to be the Queen's brother."

Pei Zhang: "..."

As a military general, the most well-known person is the identity of the queen's brother. Such quiet ridicule and humiliation made the arrogant Pei Zhang angry and embarrassed.

He Qi glanced at Pei Zhang.

Pei Zhang came to his senses and said lightly: "Please follow us into the palace to meet the emperor."

So what if you are the prince of Tatar? You are like a stray dog, asking for peace and humbly asking for my princess of the Great Chu Dynasty?

Yuan Silan was quite intimate and had no anger at all. She nodded slightly.

...

According to the rules of the palace, no weapons must be worn when facing the saint, and the whole body must be searched, and personal soldiers must not enter.

Yuan Silan entered Baohe Palace alone.

The eyes of everyone in the hall fell on Yuan Silan in unison.

Yuan Silan unexpectedly knelt down and kowtowed three times to Emperor Xuanhe. When she looked up, her eyes were red: "For nineteen years, my mother has often talked about my uncle to me. Today, I finally saw my uncle."

All the generals: "..."

The Tatar prince in everyone's imagination should be a vulgar young man with half of his chest exposed with long hair and stinking all over his body. After all, the Tatar cavalry on the battlefield have this kind of virtue.

No one expected that the Prince of Tatar was born so handsome, and the words of Da Chu were extremely smooth, and there was no sound of a foreign accent.

Moreover, when he saw Emperor Xuanhe, he knelt down and kowtowed, and said he was his uncle. It immediately reminded that the daughter of the Tatar prince was Princess Roujia of the Great Chu Dynasty.

Princess Roujia must be concerned about Da Chu, so for so many years, she has been teaching the Tatar prince to speak Da Chu.

Sure enough, when Emperor Xuanhe heard the word "Uncle", his expression was much more visible to the naked eye: "Stand flat, give him a seat!"

Yuan Silan did not get up and kowtowed three more times: "My mother's surname is Yuan, and I am willing to follow her surname. From this day on, I will change my surname to Yuan and be Yuan Silan. Please forgive me!"

Duke Wei and Duke Jin looked at each other, and their hearts sank.

This Tatar prince is definitely not an ordinary person!

He Qi sighed inwardly.

This move is really shameless!

But it is really effective!

The dignified Tatar prince wanted to follow his mother's surname and change his name to Yuan Silan. Once this incident was reported back to Tatar, he would be afraid that Tatar Khan Bu Chi would vomit three liters of blood.

However, a few light words pleased Emperor Xuanhe.

Emperor Xuanhe was slapped by this extremely intelligent dragon fart and relaxed his whole body, stretched his eyebrows and laughed: "Okay! If you want to change your surname, I will be able to do it."
Chapter completed!
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