"It's very windy."

It was night, and Chen Xing heard the hunting sound of the tent outside, as if a gust of wind rolled over the mountains on three sides and poured in toward the center.

After eating dinner, Xiang Shu said, "Sleep, you've slept enough, the Lone King is so busy."

"Hey, magic weapon," Chen Xing and Xiang Shu each occupy a bed, Chen Xing covered a blanket, stretched out one hand, and poked Xiang Shu, who was lying flat, "Are you asleep?"

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"The layout outside won't fall down, right?" Chen Xing said worriedly, "If it is blown down by the wind, tomorrow's autumn festival will not be able to pass."

Xiang Shu: "The pasture is not in the wind, and nothing will happen."

"Why are you busy at the Zhuhu gathering all day?" Chen Xing asked again.

"It has something to do with you?" Xiang Shu turned over and turned his back to Chen Xing.

Chen Xing was a little jealous. In fact, since he returned to Saibei, he felt that Xiang Shu was his protector outside the Chuanchuan. When he returns home, he must return to his identity as Da Chanyu. He has a lot of things to do, and his clan to take care of, and he can't always occupy him.

Although he felt that with their current relationship, Xiang Shu would definitely accompany him south, but they never mentioned the future.

"Before the end of the Autumn Festival," Xiang Shu rejected him neatly and said, "I don't want to talk about exorcism."

"Okay." Chen Xing had no choice but to give up and talk about it after the festival. The wind was blowing all night, and Chen Xing had many strange dreams—it was dark outside the tent, and Chi You turned into a black hurricane, roaring and trying to destroy their royal tent. Xiang Shu, who was beside him, sat cross-legged, guarding him, and summoned a golden dragon, which swirled around the king's tent, making Chiyou unable to approach.

Until Xiang Shu opened the curtain, Chaoyang threw into the tent and shone on Chen Xing's face, and there were noises and laughter from outside.

"Wake up!" Xiang Shu said, "wash and change clothes, and still sleep?"

As soon as the tent was opened, the young people from Tie Le rushed in. Chen Xing immediately said, "Wait! I haven't dressed yet!" Then he rolled up and went to wash up behind the screen. In the chaos, there was a lot of outrageous laughter, Xiang Shu sat calmly on the long couch in a single shirt, exposing his fair and fit chest.

A group of young people stepped forward to serve, shaking off the royal robes, Xiang Shu dressed in the royal robes with civil and military sleeves cut in the style of the warriors, this time it looked more solemn than the military armor of the last autumn festival. The whole body is covered, and the black royal clothes are no longer dark pattern totems, but golden lines and bright patterns. Her hair is tied down with a white jade ring, and the three rings on her fingers gleam with light.

"Change his clothes." Xiang Shu ordered when Chen Xing turned out from behind the screen.

Chen Xing immediately said, "I'll do it myself."

"You don't know how to wear Hu people's clothes," Xiang said.

Chen Xing wanted to say that it would be fine for me to wear Han clothes, but the young people pressed him on the couch and surrounded him with a navy blue robe on which three beasts of dragon, deer and wolf were embroidered with purple gold thread.

Chen Xing: "..."

That Hu clothing is the Xiongnu system, but specially reserved for him the Han people's habit.

"Princess Ackler, let their clansmen make it especially for you," Xiang Shu said, "you don't have to thank her specially, she will come to see you later."

Chen Xing couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart, and then another four people untied his hair, braided thin braids for him, tied it up behind his head, and pinned a pure gold deer brooch.

"Isn't it necessary?" Chen Xing was quite embarrassed, but he dressed up according to the instructions, and looked in the mirror, but saw another completely different self.

"Just one day," Xiang Shu said casually, "after the celebration, you can take it off if you want."

Chen Xing stood up, looked at himself in the mirror, and thought it was pretty good-looking, and said, "Then you're busy first, I'm going out to play!"

Chen Xing knew that Xiang Shu would not be easy this morning. He had to wait until the afternoon to have time to spare. He was ready to pester him at that time. Let's go out for a walk first, it must be quite lively outside.

"Sit and don't go anywhere." Xiang Shuyi pointed to the other side of the king's couch.

"No way—!" Chen Xing said, "I want to go out and watch them train horses!"

Xiang Shu looked at Chen Xing with a solemn look in his eyes, and Chen Xing had to turn around and get the king's couch to sit on his knees. The young people of Tiele carried the table and placed it between Chen Xing and Xiang Shu, and served snacks such as milk tea, dried fruits, and a large Chanyu seal.

There is also a golden plate with dozens of linen sacks on it, embroidered with various totems.

Chen Xing picked it up curiously and said, "What is this?"

"Don't move around, put it back." Xiang Shu said, "It's called the ancient alliance god grass, and it contains the seeds of the green grass after the sacrifice of Yinshan Mountain."

A young man from Tiele explained: "The tribes of all ethnic groups live in pursuit of aquatic plants. Every time they go to a place, they hang this thing in front of the patriarch's tent to protect their life and prosperity."

Chen Xing understood that it should be similar to the customs of the Han people, and it is a reward for the blessing of Da Chanyu.

Xiang Shu rested his elbow on the table, his left leg was crossed, and his right leg was hanging down on the couch.

Tie Le youths said "Yes!" in unison, then exited the tent, rolled up the curtain, and opened the skylight. In the early morning, golden light suddenly appeared outside the tent, reflecting on Chen Xing and Xiang Shu.

Xiang Shu was dressed in a royal robe, with flying wing shoulder pads and a gold belt with a ring lock. The sixteen golden thread totems on the royal robes glittered in the rising sun. Chen Xing, dressed in a navy blue robe, with a handsome and bright face, is...

...I was hungry after waking up and was stuffing food into my mouth.

"The grasslands of the four seas are all places of great loneliness. All the people of the whole world are great loneliness of the people!"

Outside the tent, the sixteen Hus entered the temple one after another to pay homage.

When Chen Xing heard the voice, he was choked on by the nuts.

"Don't eat it." Xiang Shu frowned and handed over the milk tea.

"I didn't know you were going to open an account and be worshipped." Chen Xing almost choked to death after drinking the milk tea.

"I wait for the Rouran people to praise Dadan Yu Wuwei..."

The first person to enter the account was the head of the Rouran patriarch, Che Luofeng. When he saw Chen Xing sitting beside Xiang Shu, he couldn't help but have a sad look in his eyes.

"...praise the name of the world's No. 1 warrior, the Lord beyond the Great Wall..."

Elder Rouran and warriors filed in, kneeling to Xiang Shu and worshipping. When he was in Chang'an, Chen Xing had already experienced it once, and he didn't dare to make a mistake immediately.

Che Luofeng personally presented the feather crest, with sixteen flying feathers, ranging from black to indigo, to navy blue, to emerald green, to gray-white and snow-white. The most conspicuous ones are the golden bird feathers on the top of Qilian Mountain. Glittering in the sunlight outside the skylight. Every inch of the golden pattern on the feather crest was engraved by Che Luofeng himself, and every feather except the golden bird feather was personally found by Che Luofeng who traveled through every inch of land north of the Great Wall for Xiang Shu. A gem was purchased by Che Luofeng with a lot of money from a trader.

"This feather crest was made by myself, Che Luofeng, the Rouran patriarch, and the late Rouran first warrior Zhou Zhen, for my An Da."

Che Luofeng stepped forward, put the feather crown on the table, and said seriously: "It can't catch up with Da Chanyu's succession ceremony. Today, five years later, the right is to fulfill my wish back then."

"Thank you, An Du." Xiang Shu gave a rare smile, picked up a cloth bag with his slender fingers, held it between his two fingers, and handed it to Che Luofeng's hands, and said, "Dadan is responsible for all things in the world, and inherits everything in the world. In the name of Yinshan, I wish you a gentle person, abundant water and plants, and prosperous descendants in the coming year."

Che Luofeng bowed to accept it and stepped back. Xiang Shu winked at Chen Xing and pointed to the feather crest.

Chen Xing pretended not to understand and asked, "What?"

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Chen Xing then got up, picked up the feather crown, and put it on for him after getting behind Xiang Shu. Xiang Shu raised his hand to make some adjustments, but his fingers touched Chen Xing's hand a little.

After Chen Xing was seated, the Tiele people outside the tent entered to pay homage.

"The grasslands of the four seas are all places of great loneliness, and the whole world is full of people..."

When each ethnic group said this sentence, each had its own style. After listening to it, Chen Xing felt that Chinese was the best, with cadence.

"Lothar, too." Xiang Shu seemed to be in a good mood today, with a faint smile on his lips, looking at Che Luofeng, Shi Mokun, a group of clansmen who came to worship him, watching him since five Years ago, I took over from my father's shoulders, a responsibility that stretches thousands of miles beyond the Great Wall.

Shi Mokun took a golden crown with eagle feathers inserted into it from the clansman, and said: "We Tiele people entrust this crown to the divine doctor, in order to express my gratitude to the Han brothers for extending a helping hand to me and all the Hus in Lechuan. May it last for thousands of years. , the two tribes will never go to war."

At that moment, Chen Xing was instantly flattered and said, "Is it for me? Thank you...Thank you! I like it so much!"

Xiang Shu took the Eagle Feather Golden Crown, and impatiently gestured to Chen Xing, motioning him to bring his head over and put it on him. Chen Xing pulled down the feather crown and said, "Why didn't you come and wear it for me?"

"Because I'm Da Chanyu." Xiang Shu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and gave the seeds to Shi Mokun, and said solemnly, "Da Chanyu protects you and other Tiele people with flocks of cattle and sheep, and Wu Yun is prosperous."

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Immediately, the tent was filled with laughter and laughter. After Shi Mokun stepped back, the Akle Patriarch brought the princess and the prince to meet him.

"We Akler people worship Dadan in Wuwei..."

The princess looked at Chen Xing with a smile, Chen Xing also laughed, exchanged glances, and the princess nodded in appreciation, meaning that this body was very beautiful.

"May you wait for the descendants of Akler for eternity, the blessings will last forever, and there will be no illness or disaster." Xiang Shu handed the seed to King Akler and said.

Afterwards, Murong Chong raised the curtain and brought Princess Qinghe, Tuoba Yan, the Xianbei patriarch, elders, and a group of warriors inside.

"Murong Chong!" Chen Xing was shocked.

"When did you arrive?" Xiang Shu asked casually.

"Just arrived last night." Murong Chong was a little restrained, but Princess Qinghe stood out from the crowd and said with a smile: "We Xianbei people, praise the name of Da Chanyu, this year and autumn, I came to ask Da Chanyu for a reward, To bless the whole family and survive the bloody disaster."

"It's also Losar." Xiang Shu picked up the seeds, handed them to Murong Chong, and said, "Da Shan Yu Biao Er and other Xianbei people have won a hundred battles, prospered in martial arts, and finally returned to their homeland."

Princess Qinghe suddenly choked up, her eyes turned red, and Murong Chong was immediately stunned. Chen Xing secretly thought that something was wrong, what was Murong rushing to come here on the day of the Autumn Festival? Most of them hope to gain the support of the Chile Ancient League, and they are going to fight with Fu Jian!

"But today we won't talk about the world," Xiang Shu said. "Have a good holiday."

Princess Qinghe cherished it, put away the cloth bag, and led the tribe to pay tribute to Xiang Shu. Then came the Xiongnu, the Mole, the Gaoche, and so on, who came round after round to pay homage to Da Chanyu. Chen Xing exhausted all his strength and controlled himself not to yawn. His expression was very strange.

Xiang Shu looked at it and couldn't help laughing. After a full hour, each group finally completed the pilgrimage, and the last group withdrew. Che Luofeng, who was waiting outside the tent, led the crowd in again, holding a jade bow and kneeling on one knee.

Finally started! Chen Xing thought to himself, can finally go out to play ah ah ah-

Xiang Shu stood up dashingly, passed by Che Luofeng, and picked the jade bow casually.

Chen Xing was able to get to the bed, but he almost stumbled, Xiang Shu was startled, and immediately turned around and hugged him halfway.

"My feet are numb..." Chen Xing limped and followed him a few steps.

Xiang Shu frowned and said, "If you sit like that, your feet will naturally go numb."

At the foot of the mountain, a heavy drum was struck, and Xiang Shu said to Chen Xing, "Keep up."

Chen Xing got out of the king's tent and shouted "Wow", the cold wind passed through the border last night, and it was actually snowing! The Chile River is half-covered by white snow, the flat ground is golden, but the hillsides on three sides are full of snow, just like the scenery in the painting.

Xiang Shu got on his horse and led the crowd to the high stage, but when he turned around, Chen Xing was nowhere to be seen. While frowning to find someone, Chen Xing went to another place in front of the stage and waved, "I'm here! I can see clearly from the outside. some!"

Tuoba Yan was talking to Lu Ying and Xiao Shan with a smile, and when he saw Chen Xing, he waved his hand: "Chen Xing! Come here."

Chen Xing was about to go there, but a hand pressed on his shoulder behind him. Looking back, he saw that it was Murong Chong. Murong Chong took him to the wooden table set up by the Xianbei people in the west. The two of them went to the table, separated by the crowd. , far away from Sheyan Gaotai.

"You actually came here," Chen Xing whispered, "Is there nothing wrong in the pass?"

Murong Chong said, "No, don't be nervous." Then he moved Chen Xing lightly, motioning him to stop talking and look up.

Xiang Shu looked at Chen Xing, who was standing on the long table in the distance, and looked at each other from a distance. A royal robe was flying in the wind, and he held a long bow. The drums under the stage were overwhelming, like ten thousand horses galloping, and then the drums stopped.

Handsome and handsome, like no other in the world.

Chen Xing couldn't help recalling the past, when did he fall in love with Xiang Shu? Maybe it was the last time when he saw this scene, no, it should be said that on this day, he realized that he fell in love with Xiangshu, the moment when many emotions that he had not understood were born, maybe as early as when they met doomed.

The Rouran people held out the wild goose, but Xiang Shu never looked at anyone around him. His eyes only crossed the crowd and looked at Chen Xing, who was twenty steps away. In an instant, the noisy crowd had all gone, and the mountains and rivers of Chilechuan had disappeared. In the world, it seems that there are only the two of them.

"Hey!" Chen Xing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted from a distance, "The big danyu who leads the world and the people of the world!"

Xiang Shu raised his eyebrows, dressed in royal clothes, and stared at Chen Xing.

Once Chen Xing tried everything he had learned in his life, but couldn't find words to describe his mood at this moment, but when all this came to him gently in the passage of time again, a long, long time ago, his father taught him a lesson. A song actually popped into my mind.

The evil! Chen Xing looked at Xiang Shu from a distance and sang seriously.

Che Luofeng untied the ties of the wild goose's feet.

"I want to get to know you-" Murong Chong responded immediately after hearing Chen Xing's song.

When the Hu people heard Chen Xing sing this ancient ballad in Xianbei language, they immediately seemed to be taken back to some ancient past. During that time, the Han people sang "Chilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain", and Wuhu translated the Han people's Yuefu into ancient languages ​​of various ethnic groups, competing to sing it. Immediately one pass ten, ten pass one hundred. The Qiang people everywhere played the Qiang flute, and the desolate ancient rhyme reverberated in the heaven and earth!

"Long life without end—" Chen Xing said loudly.

"The mountains have no edges, the rivers are exhausted—" Tuoba Yan sang in a low voice following the sound of the Qiang flute.

The Rouran people released the wild geese, two wild geese dragged red silk and rose into the sky, the golden gong shone in the sunlight and flew to the sky, becoming a bright spot.

"Winter thunder shakes, summer rains snow!"

Xiang Shu set up an arrow, turned in place, and pulled the bow with his backhand.

Chen Xing: "The mountains have no edges, the heaven and the earth are together."

Three arrows in a row, flying to the clear sky. After Xiang Shu shot the arrow, he no longer looked at the sky, but looked at Chen Xing from a distance.

"Neigan and Junjue—" Chen Xing smiled.

The sound of the Qiang flute reverberated, followed by the sound of music all over the sky, and the sound of ancient ballads all over the ground. Immediately afterwards, cheers, laughter, and shouting resounded through the ear drums, and the crowd dispersed, and there was chaos. The arena, start the grand carnival of the late autumn festival!

Chen Xing hurriedly jumped off the table. When the Hu people came, they each snatched the kumiss in the wooden cups on the table. If they didn't leave, they would be hit by drunk people and covered with alcohol. Murong Chong also left, the space was filled with people in the blink of an eye, Chen Xing stood on tiptoe and shouted, "Xiang Shu!"

Xiang Shu handed the jade bow to the warrior, left the high platform and walked towards Chen Xing.

Che Luofeng said: "An Answer! I want to drink with you!"

Xiang Shu turned around and took a few steps backwards, the feather crest on his head trembled slightly with his steps, shining golden in the sunlight.

"I'll come back to you later!" Xiang said, then turned around and looked for Chen Xing's whereabouts.

Chen Xing was crowded around the wine table, surrounded by drunken Hu people. At the beginning of the late autumn festival, everyone took the first round of drinking and got drunk before going to play. Immediately, some people started to push and fight, and his eyes were straight, and he didn't even recognize Xiang Shu.

"Xiang Shu! I'm here!"

Chen Xing couldn't squeeze any more. In the end, Xiang Shu pushed a group of drunks away, crossed the crowd, grabbed Chen Xing's wrist, and dragged him out.

"I told you not to go so far." Xiang Shu took Chen Xing and pushed away the blocker to go out with him. Chen Xing said, "Drinking?"

Xiang Shu stopped, Chen Xing picked up the wooden cup and filled it with two cups. Xiang Shu said, "Da Chanyu will let you, you drink half a cup, and Lone King has a cup."

Chen Xing didn't dare to drink it all, for fear that he would get drunk, and he didn't have to do anything today, so he and Xiang Shu each bowed and drank each other under the old tree, drinking only half a cup. After drinking, Xiang Shu wiped the corners of his mouth, looked up at the snow-covered Yinshan Mountains, and then looked down at Chen Xing, as if he was about to stop talking.

Chen Xing's heart suddenly jumped wildly, and he had a few points of alcoholism, waiting, maybe Xiang Shu will say that sentence.

"An answer!" came the voice of Che Luofeng.

Chen Xing was instantly furious, is it you again? ! Why is it always you!

Xiang Shu immediately turned his head and realized something.

"Han people," Che Luofeng said, looking at Chen Xing, "Let's have a drink together? Let's chat by the way."

Xiang Shu was interrupted by the emotions that had been brewing for a long time, and suddenly he was silent. After a while, he said, "An A, since I'm here, I have something to say to you. Chen Xing, you are waiting for me here."

"Che Luofeng," Chen Xing said, ignoring Xiang Shu, "I have an idea that has been lingering in my mind for a long time. Why don't we come here today to compare pictures in an upright manner?"

Che Luofeng was startled, but he didn't expect that Chen Xing would take the lead in challenging himself, he laughed and said, "Better than what?"

Chen Xing said, "How about riding and shooting? Three arrows per person."

Che Luofeng: "Okay, it is forbidden to fight in Chilechuan, let's go to the arena?"

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Chen Xing and Che Luofeng glanced at Xiang Shu at the same time, each with a smile.

Outside the riding and shooting arena, the Rouran people, the Tiele people, and the Huns came one after another, and the two of them each received three blunt feather arrows covered with lime.

Xiang Shu: "Where's your lottery?"

"What is the color head, I think everyone knows it!" Chen Xing smiled at Che Luofeng, his heart was so nervous, but he pretended that he didn't care, and vowed to take the lead in the momentum.

Che Luofeng got on his horse, stared at Chen Xing, and said, "Yes, I will let you use one arrow, but only two arrows."

Chen Xing said: "Don't let it go! Three arrows each, until the air is shot!"

Che Luofeng: "That's what you said, Han Chinese, don't blame me for bullying you later. If the draw is today, I will lose you."

Chen Xing got on his horse.

Immediately, tens of thousands of people gathered on the sidelines, three floors inside and three floors outside, watching Chen Xing and Che Luofeng in the arena.

Princess Ackler shouted in the Hun language: "Che Luo controls the horse very quickly, Chen Xing! Don't give him a chance to leave his sight!"

When Chen Xing got on the horse, he forgot that his martial robe was a Han-made right hem. He stepped on the corner of the robe on the stirrup and almost slipped off, causing a burst of laughter.

Chen Xing reluctantly sat still, and found that today's dress and hair, as if God was taking care of him in the dark, the Hu clothes were clean and neat, tailor-made for riding and archery. The thin braided hair is not easy to fly and spread out to block the sight. Wuxiu is more convenient for archery.

Xiang Shu: "If you can't do it, call it a stop."

Xiang Shu only regarded this as a discussion between Che Luofeng and Chen Xing, thinking that Chen Xing had learned archery all the way, and the late autumn festival couldn't help but tickle the skills of the two. Inevitably wild riding and shooting. When Chen Xing talked about archery alone, he was taught by himself as the first samurai. Along the way, he held a white deer as a target every day, and practiced in surprise. Maybe there was a possibility of a battle.

However, no one dared to beat the drums on the field, just because the identities of both participating parties were very special.

Xiang Shu had no choice but to walk over, and the samurai brought another Ming Dy, Xiang Shu bent his bow and threw an arrow, one arrow whistled and flew into the sky.

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