On the vast and beautiful Bamur grassland, a girl in a crimson riding costume was riding a horse and holding a bow, and suddenly shot an arrow as the eagles soared into the sky.
The young eagle fell, and the whole hall rejoiced.
"Hey, it's just a young eagle. If she has the ability, she can shoot down all those eagles?"
"She's just a barbarian girl from a fringe tribe, and she knows how to do these sensational things!"
"Okay, okay, no matter what, she is still the daughter of the leader of the Yue Ming tribe. There will only be harm and no good in arguing with her."
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Behind the girl in the red dress, a group of women riding horses also took action one after another. Some shot down an eagle, while others shot down nothing.
In comparison, the one who hits the mark and shoots down the smallest eaglet among the eagles is the best.
"Salina!"
"Salina!"
Soon, the scene that made many grassland women jealous happened. The Beiyi warriors who were watching shouted the name of the winner and raised the wreath in their hands for her.
It was honor and praise, just like the meaning of the name Salina, full of elegance.
"That's right, that's right. When I first met Salina, she was only as high as my knees. Now I see that she is actually a big girl."
On the high platform, Hadan, the Khan of Northern Yi, had his eyes wide open with a smile. Since he was able to beat Princess Dayan, everything goes well for him and he is free everywhere.
I am in a good mood these days, so I am particularly friendly when talking to Ge Gen, the leader of the Yue Ming tribe.
"King Khan is so loving that he still remembers my daughter. My daughter has been dormant in the army for these years and has not seen much of the world. What I did today is really a shame."
Gergen and his son Wu Enqi looked at each other and said modestly:
"If Princess Wuzhu is still here, I'm afraid I won't be able to get any benefits at all."
After hearing what Ge Gen said, the Northern Yi Khan looked modest on the surface, but in fact he was very happy.
Now he has conquered thirty of the thirty-six tribes of Beiyi, and his third son, Garuda, will go out to fight for the remaining six, and he will get them soon.
So according to regulations, it was time for him to negotiate a marriage for his son, making the whole Beiyi lively and lively.
The eldest prince, the second prince, the fourth prince, and the fifth prince all have wives and concubines, and their wives are all daughters of radicals to balance the situation in the grassland.
The third child is the most similar to him and is the most loved by him. Therefore, although the marriage of the third child was decided late, he is the tallest among all his sons.
He chose three radicals with a thousand gold coins, one wife and two concubines, which was very comfortable.
But it’s Sang Qing, the sixth child...
His eyes drifted to his side with some complicated expressions. The young man in blue, who had been serving him tea and snacks with lowered eyebrows and lowered hands, without any complaints, made King Beiyi feel moved in his heart.
This son was born to him and a Princess of Dayan. His blood was impure and he had no one to rely on. It could be said that he had been walking hard and dangerously over the years.
He didn't pay attention to him at first, and wanted him to fend for himself. However, this son was a bit bloody, and he actually managed to win the favor of his three sons and accomplished many great things for them.
He was extremely obedient and filial to his father...
Forget it, no matter how impure the bloodline is, isn't half of it still his?
With a slight cough, King Khan glanced at the girl in red clothed with flowers on the grassland, then at Sang Qing beside him, and finally said:
"Gergen, I see that Salina and Lao Liu are about the same age, and you are so close to me. How about we take this opportunity to get married?"
Yuetiao is a small and marginal tribe. The tribe makes a living by selling medicine and skins. It is a great honor to be able to marry the Northern Yi Royal Court.
So Gergen hurriedly took his son and bowed down to salute, and accepted the marriage amidst King Khan's extremely open-minded laughter.
However, only Sang Qing, who stood quietly beside the King of Beiyi and occasionally raised his eyes to look at the girl on the horse, knew that Salina's identity had finally come to light in Beiyi.
From today on, he can legitimately control this perfect chess piece and let her be used by him.
On the second day after the Twilight Palace Incident, Feng Wuyan ordered Taiqing's body to be hung on the city wall, clearly announcing the identity of Taiqing Beiyi Xizuo to the people in the city.
Similarly, he did not deny his life experience and his relationship with the Owl Clan.
It doesn't say that he is, nor does it say that he isn't, but really smart people know that this means that he really is.
But the court was silent, all factions were united, and no one said that people of different blood could not be emperors. What could the rest of the people say?
During this period, some radical people took to the streets and denounced Dayan as rotten, worn out, and hopeless.
Then……
They were directly arrested by Yiluan Division on the grounds of disrupting the epidemic prevention order in the city.
Because a notorious imperial concubine took over the task of controlling the plague this morning, she ordered the entire city to be closed down at noon that day, and no one was allowed to go out.
As the saying goes, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, these marchers were caught as chickens as soon as they were halfway through the swim.
The result of being arrested is very simple, that is, going to jail.
Yiluan Division does not use torture, does not force confessions, and no one even cares about them.
One meal a day, whether you like it or not, you will get upset if you don’t.
The jailer simply and directly conveyed the imperial concubine’s original words to them:
"You guys, you just have nothing to do when you're full. You're free! Well, just go hungry. You should be honest if you don't have anything to eat."
Everyone: "?"
So angry.
But there is no room for reasoning.
At the same time, in the prison, Xiao Xiruo and Wen Susu were flirting with each other, and they were frantically blending in front of several large pots with a strong smell of Chinese medicine.
Looking at the Shiquan Dabu Pills being thrown into the cauldron one by one, Xiao Xiruo's heart was bleeding.
In just one moment of burning incense, she had already invested hundreds of thousands in compensation.
Fortunately, the epidemic in Beijing was controlled in time, and these large pots of medicine are enough for all patients.
Of course, not every patient has something to drink.
Because the pimple plague in Beijing is generally contagious, patients with pimples all over their bodies have a half chance of being able to survive it on their own, depending on their physical strength.
So those who can carry it by themselves can carry it, and Wen Susu can give them some ordinary decoction.
As for those who are obviously unable to withstand the disease, they will first take Xiao Xiruo's medicine to revive their lives, and then slowly recover.
Just now, Xiao Xiruo and Wen Susu were discussing the dosage of the strange medicine.
"That's great, that's great. With the Empress here, these people can finally be saved!"
Looking at the bowls of thick soup, all the imperial doctors cried with joy, feeling both compassion and emotion.
Because the empress not only saved the patients in front of her, she also saved those who were not infected yet.
After all, once the plague spreads, it will really be littered with corpses, regardless of high or low.
Then, they saw the empress leading a group of palace attendants, carrying medicine bowls, to the east room where the sickest patients were most seriously ill. With a loving and gentle look on her face, she asked all the patients who could still move to get up first and dance for her.