Chapter 342 Princess of the Prairie, Cha Ming Wei Rou
The next day, early morning.
The glow covered the entire long street of Xuanwumen, and a huge carriage inlaid with emeralds and carved with special patterns slowly drove in.
It is full of grassland atmosphere and has unique beauty.
The Ministry of Rites was ordered to welcome him in the highest standard.
Princess Chaming came out of the grassland for the first time, saw the culture of the Han people for the first time, and saw such a prosperous palace for the first time.
She's lost her mind!
She was shocked!
Those charming blue eyes are unblinking.
The red lips murmured softly: "Is this the twelve tribes of the grassland that once suppressed, and the Great Xia that the Turkic countries couldn't breathe?"
"Their clothes, their palaces, their culture..."
"It would be great if there was one in the Zazahar tribe."
For a moment, she felt a little sad.
Because every winter, thousands of people die in snowstorms on the grasslands, and her tribe is no exception.
"Your Highness Princess, the camp has arrived."
"You have to get off the carriage and walk up to Tai Chi Hall." The old eunuch's voice sounded.
Princess Chaming took a deep breath and slowly stepped out of the carriage.
She passed through the gate, went up the dragon steps, and went straight into the Tai Chi Hall.
Here, all civil and military officials are present.
She couldn't help but sweat, but as a daughter of the grassland, she still raised her proud head.
Then, she saw Qin Yun for the first time.
Surprised, shocked, and sideways!
She couldn't calm down.
The emperor of Daxia is so young and handsome!
It was completely opposite to the image of the gray-haired, decrepit old man she imagined.
Dressed in a dragon robe, sitting at the highest point, indescribably majestic!
Princess Chaming felt the pressure coming from the man she had never met and kidnapped her!
She had only felt that kind of coercion from the Turkic Khan, the overlord of the grasslands.
at this time.
Qin Yun's eyes also fell on Princess Chaming.
His heart was not at peace either, but the princess of this little tribe was so beautiful that it was hard to describe.
A pair of bright blue eyes, very large and charming, full of exotic charm.
The veil covered her face, but it failed to cover her three-dimensional facial features.
The dress branded with insect pattern totems highlights a wild beauty and also wraps up her absolutely hot figure.
Be silent for a while.
"Zazahar tribe, find out about Weirou and pay homage to Tian Khan."
She saluted in the form of a prairie and did not grovel.
"snort!"
Xiao Jian snorted coldly and immediately showed off his power.
"Princess Chaming, why don't you worship the emperor when you see him?"
Cha Ming Weirou's gaze showed that she had the wisdom of a Central Plains woman, but also a boldness that a Central Plains woman did not have.
"On the grassland, the etiquette I just performed was to express absolute respect for a person."
"The Khan of Heaven controls the world, and all nations come to court. He is worthy of this princess's gift from the grassland!"
"What's wrong with that?"
Hear the words.
All the civil and military officials looked at each other, slightly shocked.
Everyone thinks that the grassland is like a people who drink blood from their hair, but they never thought that this little princess could be so eloquent and have a sharp mouth.
Qin Yun also showed admiration and became interested in her.
The Minister of Punishment, Qi Yong, stood up.
"Then why don't you show your true face to others when you go to the Taiji Hall? According to the law, you are deceiving the emperor!"
It was obvious that Wei Rou was a little angry.
Scimitar frowned and said displeasedly: "The veil is the custom of my prairie women. It must be lifted by the husband to take a first look!"
"Don't you Han people also have this tradition?"
As soon as the words fell!
Tai Chi Hall burst into laughter.
A civil servant shook his head and laughed: "In this small and small land, rough people who drink blood from raw materials have actually started to learn from us Han people. It's really funny!"
"That's right, I'm afraid it's just trying to imitate others and only adds to the jokes!"
"The grasslands are full of uneducated barbarians. Even the relationship between relatives is very confusing. Now they are actually showing off."
"That's right, it was intentional!"
"..."
Countless ridicules and sarcastic sounds were quickly issued.
This made Wei Rou, a prairie woman with a fierce nature, unable to bear it anymore!!
She tried her best to restrain herself, knowing that she was actually a prisoner, but that didn't mean she could be humiliated.
"Shut up, princess!"
She scolded, her blue eyes reflecting anger.
Then he looked directly at Qin Yun at the top.
"Your Majesty the Emperor!"
"Is this how you treat guests?"
"Such disrespect for people, in my opinion, you Han people are truly uneducated!"
presumptuous!!
All the generals roared in unison, and the murderous aura and oppressive force accompanying them in their bones was enough to make anyone tremble in fear.
But this prairie princess alone didn't buy it.
She raised her slender neck, showing pride, and her skin was not rough or dark, but had a natural whiteness.
"snort!"
"The Kingdom of Daxia is just like that, a bunch of grown men bullying me, a woman."
"Forget it, this princess is not afraid of you!"
Xiao Jian and others wanted to put more pressure, but were stopped by Qin Yun.
He looked on with a smile, and spoke for the first time, with a mellow and majestic voice.
"You know Wei Rou, right?"
"Do you know that if I don't kill you directly, I will already be merciful to you!"
"I'll give you a few words, but you're still not satisfied?"
Chaming Wei's beautiful eyes flashed: "Your Majesty, what do you mean?"
Qin Yun pouted: "Don't you know what I mean?"
"The Zazahar tribe dares to marry the traitor Xiliang. How dare you do such a taboo thing!"
"I now have every reason to kill you and then launch an army against your tribe!"
Hearing this, Wei Rou's beautiful eyes clearly flashed with fear. She knew exactly what kind of overlord the Great Xia Kingdom was.
Except for the Turks, other small tribes really dare not look at Daxia.
"Stop talking?" Qin Yun seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and then said: "Tell me, what benefits did that bitch Sima Zong promise to your tribe, so that he can marry Xiliang at the risk of offending the imperial court."
The calm tone conveyed an air of unquestionability.
Chaming Weirou tightened her slender fingers, pursed her red lips under the veil, and did not answer.
The emperor may not agree with Xiliang's promise to the tribe.
a long time.
"Your Majesty, are you interrogating a prisoner?" She changed the subject.
Qin Yun could feel that there was a kind of arrogance in this woman, untamed, like a fierce horse.
Even if she forbears, the blood in her bones cannot be changed.
"You can feel like a prisoner, or you can feel like a distinguished guest."
"Everything is just a matter of your thoughts!"
Chaming Weirou clenched her fists: "With all due respect, Your Majesty kidnapped me from Xiliang. This move has already provoked the deterioration of the relationship between the two parties."
"I don't know anything!"
"Your Majesty, please let me go back to the grassland."
"Otherwise, my father will be angry!"
Hahaha!
All civil and military officials were vying to be the first to laugh.
If it is a Turk, perhaps the court will pay more attention to it, but what is a mere nomad?
Hearing the sound, Weirou's face turned red, her fists clenched, and her blue eyes had a hint of wild vigor!
"What are you laughing laughing!"
"You have to pay the price for your arrogance."
"The grassland is not the grassland it once was, and Daxia is not the Daxia it used to be. You can laugh as much as you want!"
"Keep laughing until the wrath of the prairie warriors comes and accept the condemnation of the prairie gods!!"