Finest Servant

Yujia was wearing a golden felt hat, with a few strands of tassels hanging down her beautiful ears, shining brightly. She was wearing a golden Hu-style long dress, and the silk robe was embroidered with golden wolf heads of different sizes and lifelike expressions, either glaring or roaring, majestic and majestic without anger. At the end of the front of the skirt, there is a row of orange buttons, which are arranged from the plump breasts to the lower abdomen on the right side. Among the wolf heads all over the place, there is more feminine tenderness, nobility and elegance.

She stood up slowly, and the golden wolf robe that symbolized her status tightly wrapped her beautiful figure. The skirt was long and dragged on the ground, and a slender and beautiful shadow was reflected in the dim light.

Yu Jia flicked the camel bell slightly with one hand, turned around and looked at him lightly, in the peach blossom pink everywhere, her crystal cheeks seemed to be blush plated with ivory white jade, and the bright corners of her lips were shiny and transparent, as if dripping water.

What did she ask? The mute looked around vigilantly. The soft gauze is flying in the room, the sound of camel bells, the peach blossoms are everywhere, and the dark fragrance is floating, just like being in a dreamland of heaven, warm and charming. In this room, apart from Yu Jia and him, there is no third person.

"Can't you really hear my words?!" A soft sigh sounded in his ears, exhaling the fragrance of orchids, with fiery breath, hitting his cheek little by little, which shocked him suddenly.

Looking back, Yue Yue'er's pretty cheeks were flushed with pink, and she was only a size away from him. The faint scent of kumiss came, and Yu Jia seemed a little drunk, her red lips fluttered slightly, and her eyes were as bright as twinkling morning stars. He stared closely at his eyes, as if he was wondering about something, but also looking for something.

Seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar face, the dumb heart beat wildly, and he stepped back hastily. He lowered his head and waved his hands wildly.

"You, look at me!!" The cold and stern voice seemed to come from far away in the sky, with authority and dignity that cannot be challenged, two white and tender fingers gently lifted his chin, and slowly raised his head stand up.

Yu Jia raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes were like lightning, and with the posture of a king, she lightly supported his chin with two fingers. Staring at him closely, those deep eyes seem to be able to penetrate into people's hearts.

Damn, what is this all about? This girl has become a king, and I have become a concubine of her choosing. The mute complained incessantly, unable to laugh or cry.

The two faced each other, their cheeks were just a short distance away, and they could vaguely hear each other's rapid breathing. A layer of mist rose from Yujia's eyes: "You really don't know me? But, I have an intuition. I must know you!"

The mute yelled and shook his head desperately.

"It's useless for you to deny it," said the beautiful Golden Knife Khan with a determined look on his face, "I have a feeling of deja vu about your despicable means of defeating Tu Suozuo, and the indecent way of applying powder on the horse.

Of course, there is one more important point—”

The mute looked at her puzzledly, Yue Ya'er gazed deeply, and said quietly: "—When you appeared in front of me, I suddenly felt a broken heart, and I couldn't help but want to get close to you. I I think I must have seen you! Intuition is very important to me, even if I am wrong, I will never regret it! Can you understand what I said?!"

It's strange to understand. With Lin Wanrong's level of Turkic language, she could only see her mouth open.

The dumb eyes were hesitant and helpless. That look was definitely not something that could be faked. Yu Jia stared at him blankly, and suddenly silently, tightly grasped his hand, her long eyelashes trembling. Tears slowly fell: "I came back from outside the Great Wall, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things inexplicably! For me, this forgotten thing may be what I have been looking for all my life. Who made me forget? Why did he treat me like this— —I hate him, and I will never let him go!"

The Khan of the Golden Knife clenched her hands tightly, her silver teeth bit her red lips, and her eyes shot out a ray of hatred, like a raging flame, trying to burn everything.

Lin Wanrong couldn't understand anyway, she looked around with innocence in her eyes, how did she know that Yu Jia hated him to the extreme.

If you can be like a dumb person who can't hear anything and can't speak anything, then you will save a lot of troubles. Yu Jia sighed quietly, wiped away the tears, held his hand, and said softly: "Do you like this place? This is Yu Jia's room!"

The mute stared at her with wide eyes, Yue Ya'er smiled, and dragged him back and forth in the spacious room: "I know you can't hear, but it doesn't matter, Yujia is your ear! With you, I can say anything, I like it like this. You see, this is a high-quality official kiln. When I was sixteen years old, I secretly went to Xingqing Mansion without telling my father, and exchanged it for self-brewed horse wine. This is tea, this is rouge, this is Dahua’s collection of poems, this is the clothes I made myself, this—”

She looked at the empty glass bottle, and was stunned for a moment, her eyes were confused: "This is called perfume, it is a new invention of Dahua people, I like it best - strange, how could it be empty?!"

Lin Wanrong felt like a bright mirror in her heart. When she passed Lop Nur, the sea of ​​death, she poured out the perfume and secretly used it to store the water source allocated to her, and then secretly gave the incomparably precious water drops to Wo Laogong.

"Ah, ah!" The mute moved his nose to the side of the glass bottle, took a few deep breaths, and nodded repeatedly.

"You like it too?" Yue Ya'er said happily: "It doesn't matter, I still have it by my side! The man who made the perfume in Dahua is a big profiteer. The price of this bottle of perfume can buy thirty sheep, and often he can't buy it. I paid three times the price and only bought two bottles!"

Fortunately, Lin Wanrong didn't understand what she said, otherwise he would be furious: Miss, if you buy smuggled goods on the black market, will the price also be charged to me? !

"And this one, the pink gauze tent, is made of high-quality Jiangnan silk. Dahua women choose this color when they get married. I like it very much too-dumb, isn't it good-looking?!" She used the floating pink silk gauze, Gently covered her cheeks, only her bright eyes were exposed outside, with joy in her shyness, that expression, just like the first time I met outside Xingqing Mansion.

life ah life! Looking at the cheeks that are as delicate as flowers. The mute sighed silently.

Yue Ya'er took his hand and walked gently in her boudoir, laughing non-stop. Lin Wanrong's heart was surging. He knew that the reason why Yujia was so close to him was not only because he was a dumb warrior who won the sheep picking contest. What's more, it's her unconscious closeness to him in her heart, which seems to be a habit developed over the years. Even if she can forget him completely, the habit engraved in her bones can be changed even if she changes it. of?

Unknowingly walking to the middle of the room, the two stopped in unison. Yu Jia sat down slowly, stroked the soft quilt beside her, and said softly: "Did you see this? This is called an ivory bed. It was given to me by my father, and it was originally intended to be used when I got married. It's just that the old man never waited for that day!"

Yu Jia lowered her head silently, with tears in her eyes, suddenly felt someone pat her shoulder lightly, looked up, and the dumb eyes looked at him with sympathy.

Yue Ya'er smiled slightly, and without waiting for him to hesitate, she pulled him to sit beside her: "You know, the greatest wish of Father Khan in his life is to conquer Dahua! For this, he fought with Dahua all his life , even if you passed away, you must hide it from the Dahua people! I have been with my father Khan since I was a child, and I am very interested in Dahua culture. Many things can be understood by thinking about it. Even my father Khan praised me for being smart, so, Only then did I hand over the heavy burden to me. The mute couldn’t understand a word of what she was saying. But Yujia likes this method of decompression. She looked at the dumb dumb who was at a loss, and said softly: “Actually, we Turks are not as good as As powerful as imagined, especially after the death of Father Khan. Badru holds a heavy army and is eyeing Khan's position, but Tu Suozuo wants me to marry him and usurp power silently. The only teacher Lu Dongzan who has some foresight. But suffering without real power. Salmu is still so young, and I will give him a complete grassland in ten years-

She kissed silently on Lin Wanrong's shoulder. Said softly: "Dumb, do you know how much Yujia envies you, because if you don't hear these words, you won't be like me and have countless troubles! You can always be your carefree dumb warrior !"

Yue Yue'er hugged his arm tightly, resting her head on his shoulder, her soft body trembling slightly. This kind of dependence is purely due to the remaining inertia in my heart, but it is so natural. At this moment, this scene is completely different from the old Lin Wanrong looking for opportunities to deliberately take advantage of her.

Even though there was a language barrier, she could still feel the fragility in her heart. The mute let out a long breath and remained silent.

Hearing his sigh, Yu Jia quickly raised her head and said softly: "Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you! Even if you are deaf or dumb, so whoever dares to laugh at you, I will laugh at you." Cut off whose tongue. I will protect you and make you the happiest person on the prairie. I ask the god of the prairie to testify, and Yujia swears by his life!!"

Yu Jia's persistent eyes were as clear as crystal, and the dumb stared blankly. For some reason, his nose suddenly became sore, and his eye sockets turned red.

Yue Ya'er looked at him, stunned for a moment, and suddenly gestured in surprise: "Dumb, you, can you understand what I said?!"

That's all! The mute nodded slightly.

"Mute, you are amazing!" Yue Ya'er looked at him, and burst into tears like rain: "Father sweated, and I took little Salmu, alone, so hard! Others have ears and mouths, but they never I don't know what I'm talking about. The only person in the world who can understand me is you!"

Yujia, who was crying, looked so beautiful and pure. At this moment, when the lead was gone, she was no longer the stunningly beautiful Tianjiao who roamed the grasslands and was full of wisdom, but an ordinary Turkic girl who enjoyed all kinds of emotions and six desires, and laughed happily.

I can't understand this sentence again! The mute smiled wryly.

With tears on her face, Yue Ya'er looked at the mute for a few moments, then stood up suddenly, pressed him to sit on the ivory bed, and said softly, "You are right here, sit down!"

What is this for? The quilt under her body was as soft as silk, but the mute couldn't sit still for a moment. Yu Jia looked at him, and loudly said firmly and persistently: "I want to get back everything I own, and no one has the right to make me forget it! Dumb, no matter who you are, I want to see you!"

She opened her slender fingers slightly, and immediately lifted the mask on the mute's head.

Why bother, forgetting this is the best choice! ! Lin Wanrong had mixed feelings in his heart, his hands were clacking, and there was a feeling that he couldn't let go.

"Dang!" There was a crisp sound of sword strikes. The silence in the room was instantly broken.

"Who is making noise outside?!" Yu Jia paused slightly with her slender hands, turned around and shouted angrily, her eyebrows raised lightly, her cheeks were cold, and her eyes were deep. Noble and majestic. In just a blink of an eye, that innocent girl, Yue Ya'er, disappeared, and standing in front of her was the calm and wise Golden Knife Khan.

"Who dares to stop me—" A male voice yelled angrily from a distance, accompanied by the sound of swords and guns: "Great Khan, Yujia, why didn't you see Tu Suozuo?! Yuezhi bastard, get out of here!" Come out! Tu Suozuo wants to fight you to the death!"

Yu Jia's eyes turned cold, and the panicked voice of the leading palace lady came from outside the door: "I report to the Great Khan. You Wang is making a lot of noise outside the palace, saying that he must see you! Now he has clashed with the guards!"

The Great Khan snorted angrily and was about to push the door out when he suddenly stopped, turned around and took the mute's hand, and said softly, "Go out with me! Don't be afraid, with me around, no one can hurt you!"

I'm afraid of him? Isn't this the other way around? Could it be that his disability is caused by falling off his horse? Lin Wanrong grinned and nodded, pretending to be worried.

Yu Jia looked back with nostalgia. The little hand touched the camel bell lightly, and amidst the crisp ringing, the two of them walked out the door. When Fang stepped into the garden, he heard angry roars from outside. Tu Suozuo, who had a broken leg, was rushing in with a scimitar despite the guards' obstruction.

Seeing Yu Jia coming out, Tu Suozuo was taken aback for a moment, and immediately cheered: "Yu Jia—the Great Khan. You have come out, and you are finally willing to see me!"

Yu Jia's eyes were cold, and her eyes fell on the scimitar in his hand, and said lightly: "You Wang. Are you going to rebel?!"

"When", the scimitar in Tu Suozuo's hand fell to the ground in an instant. He didn't care about breaking his leg, and hurriedly bowed his head, his face pale with pain: "Tusuo Zuo dare not. It's just that I was eager to see the Great Khan, so I was impulsive! Please forgive the Great Khan!"

"A sudden impulse?" Yu Jia said unhurriedly: "There are no rules in our Turkic Khanate? When my father Khan was alive, would you be so impulsive?! Trespassing the forbidden area, roaring the harem, this matter, you not only An explanation must be given to Ben Khan, and more importantly, an explanation must be given to the Turkic peoples.”

This sentence is extremely serious, Yujia has only succeeded to the position of Great Khan for more than half a year, and it is the moment to stand up. Tu Suozuo's face was pale, and he swung the scimitar violently, "swipe", the thumb of his left hand twirled and flew out, blood gushing wildly. Lin Wanrong was taken aback for a moment, he really deserved to be the right king of Turkic, this guy is ruthless enough!

"What are you doing?" Yu Jia hurriedly stepped forward, and said with concern: "As the pillar of my Turkic kingdom, how can you injure your own skin? Come quickly, and bandage the right king with medicine!"

Tu Suozuo pushed away the guard who applied the medicine, let the blood flow from his finger, bowed down and said: "Tusuo Zuo's heart to the Great Khan is a lesson from heaven and earth!"

No matter how arrogant You Wang is, he has sincere feelings for Yue Ya'er, but he doesn't have the ability to conquer Yujia, Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed.

"You King, please get up!" Yu Jia personally helped Tu Suozuo up, and two guards had already come to support him.

Seeing that the situation was getting better, a person beside Tu Suozuo hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, and said loudly, "Xiao Ke Da Huacheng, the son of Zhao Kangning, pays homage to Khan Khan of the Golden Sword. I wish the great Khan good health and beauty forever."

This is authentic Chinese, Lin Wanrong listened to every word, secretly resented, how could Qingxuan and Xian'er have such cousins, it is really shameful to go to grandma's house.

Yue Ya'er looked at Zhao Kangning, who was kneeling on the ground, and sneered disdainfully: "Prince Cheng? Does Dahua still have King Cheng? Why doesn't this Khan know?!"

This slap was really loud enough, Zhao Kangning's face turned into a pig's liver, and he lay down on the ground and made two noises, not knowing what to say. Lin Wanrong was so refreshed in her heart, she wished she could hug Crescent Moon and kiss her.

"You Wang asked to see Ben Khan, why?!" Yu Jia ignored Zhao Kangning, turned to Tu Suozuo, and asked with a frown.

You Wang looked at the members of the Diyue clan behind her, gritted his teeth, and said, "Tusuozuo only has one request, and please grant it to the Great Khan."

Seeing the hatred in Tu Suozuo's eyes, he knew that he had no good intentions. Yu Jia pulled the mute to her side, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, you stand behind me, with me, he dare not do anything to you." Look like."

Not understanding what she said, but knowing what she meant, the mute felt sore, took Yue Ya'er's hand, and lowered his head slightly. Looking at his shining eye sockets. Yu Jia was stunned suddenly: "I've seen you, I must have seen you!" She choked up unknowingly, muttering to herself, as if she was trying her best to search for something.

The Great Khan's concern and love for the members of the Yue clan is vivid, and Tu Suozuo is almost going crazy. He pointed at the mute with his bloody hand, and said loudly: "Qi Da Khan, Tu Suozuo will have another life-and-death duel with the members of the Yue clan in front of all the victorious tribes! Dumb, do you dare to agree?! "

Who knows what this guy is barking at, the mute curled his lips in disdain, and glanced away, only to see that Zhao Kangning, who was kneeling on the ground, was secretly looking at him.

"Hmph," he snapped his eyes. Glaring at the young prince, Zhao Kangning was so frightened that he quickly lay down on the ground and dared not move. To deal with this kind of person, blindly dodging will only make him more suspicious, it is better to tell him to retract his head obediently.

"A duel of life and death?!" Yu Jia sighed slightly: "Tusuozuo, are you still qualified to say this now?!"

In the sheep picking competition, Tu Suozuo was thrown off the horse by Yuezhi's mute, and everyone saw it with their own eyes. If it was a life-and-death duel, the Youwang should have died at that time! How can he propose a duel now?

"Mute, let's go!" Great Khan shook his head slightly. Go straight ahead with the dumb.

"Yujia——" Tu Suozuo was in a hurry, jumped on one foot, and hurriedly stopped in front of her: "—Great Khan, please give me another chance. We grew up together since we were young. Tu Suozuo has made an oath since I came to you that I will definitely marry you as my wife. For so many years of fighting in the north and south, breaking Tiele and flattening the grasslands, Tu Suozuo has never asked the Great Khan for meritorious service There is only one wish in my heart: please the Great Khan marry her most beautiful and intelligent daughter Yujia to Tu Suozuo as his wife. Yujia, Great Khan, Tu Suozuo can die for you, please give me a chance !"

Tu Suozuo flushed with excitement. The protruding eyeballs were bloodshot, extremely terrifying.

Yueya'er sighed softly: "Tusuozuo. I am very grateful for your kindness to me. But, I have already given you the opportunity! When the golden knife was raised, I gave all the prairie boys a chance. It is you I lost it myself! Why did our ancestors set the rules for the sheep gathering? If I am favoritism because you are the right king, then all the losers can ask me for a second chance, which is an insult to the warrior ! There is only one chance for everyone, you are the same, and so is the dumb warrior."

Yu Jia's soft voice stabbed You Wang's heart like a knife. After all, she only blamed herself for not seizing the opportunity, and even more blamed that sinister villain of Yueshi. He left Great Khan aside, stared at the Yue Clan members, his eyes were bloodshot, and roared: "Mute, I will not let you go, see you at the banquet!"

Damn, how dare a cripple and eunuch be so fierce in front of me? It seems that the beating is still not hard enough! You Wang was helped away by two guards, Lin Wanrong spat fiercely, thinking indignantly.

"Mute, would you cry for the woman you like?" The Great Khan suddenly took his hand and asked softly.

Can't understand! The dumb ah ah a few times very simply, like a goose hooting!

The hall where the banquet was held was less than a mile away from Yujia's harem. When they got close, before anyone entered the hall, there was already a lot of noise, and the smell of wine and meat wafted over with the wind.

Although the so-called banquet of the Turkic people is far from exquisite, it is very affordable. The table is full of large pieces of boiled beef, more than 30 racks are hung with shiny roasted whole sheep, and each roasted sheep has two Turkic scimitars inserted into its body for slaughter, and drips of butter keep dripping. Into the brazier, there was a light crackling sound. Horse wine was spilled everywhere, and the fishy fragrance wafted into the nostrils, which aroused people's greed.

Even the feast held by the Great Khan failed to change the habits of the barbarians, no matter what kind of fat sheep was roasted, they would go up and grab it with oily hands. Counting the barbarians in the hall, all of them have bright faces and bright hands. The only ones that were more refined, cut into pieces with a knife and then gnawed, took a closer look, and it was the old Hu.

There are not many masked warriors in the hall, Lao Hu and the others are the victorious Yue clan, and since the Golden Knife Khan did not come, no one dared to lift the veil for them.

"See the Great Khan!" Seeing Yu Jia coming in, the barbarian in the temple hastily put down the lamb's paws and lamb legs, hugged his wet hands to his chest, and saluted respectfully.

Yue Ya'er smiled and nodded: "All warriors, please continue!"

I saw General Lin entering the hall following Yu Jia. Hu Bugui and the others were overjoyed and hurried forward.

The Hu people in this temple were clearly divided into two factions. On one side were the Turkic princes who were closest to the throne of Khan Court. There were about twenty or thirty people, and those who were closer to the throne. The more respectful the status. The lame Tu Suozuo sat at the head of the crowd, staring coldly at Yuezhi. The other faction was the warriors who had won more than three rounds in the sheep gathering. There were about a hundred of them. They were sitting in the middle of the hall, and many of them had already taken off their masks.

"Sister, you're here!" Little Khan Salmu flew over from the throne, and held Yujia's hand tightly. He glanced at the mute behind Yujia. Strangely said: "Warrior, did you come with the Great Khan?!"

"Of course he came with me." Yue Yue'er had a slight blush on her face.

"I see." Salmu nodded, and took out the golden knife from his arms: "Sister, here it is!"

Yu Jia hummed slightly, took the golden knife and held it in her hand, looked at the mute for a few times, then lowered her head slightly: "Salmu, do you recognize all the warriors in this hall?"

"Of course," Little Khan nodded decently. Pointing to the various tribes in the middle, he said: "For all the warriors who have won more than three games, I personally uncovered their masks. I also drank with each of them. I can call them by name, right? Warriors?!"

"We will always remember the kindness of the little Khan!" Dozens of tribes shouted together, and the veil of honor was lifted by the Khan, which is their proud capital!

"Very good, Salmu!" Yu Jia patted the little Khan on the shoulder in relief. Pointing to the throne, he said: "There are also these princes, uncles and brothers. They are the mainstay of my Turks. You should also drink with them and ask them for advice!"

Little Khan replied proudly: "Sister, I have drunk all these uncles and brothers!"

"The little khan is huge! The big khan teaches well!" Below the throne. All the princes bowed and saluted, and even Tu Suozuo stood up shaking. Except for Ludongzan and Badru, all the Turkic elites are here.

Crescent Moon's eye sockets are reddish. Proudly said: "Salmu, you are doing well, my sister is proud of you."

Hu Bugui was a little startled, this little guy drank on one side and on the other, could it be that he is a wine master? Lin Wanrong was astute in his heart, it was not Little Khan who was capable, but Yu Jia. With her skillful hands, getting some hangover medicine is not as easy as drinking water. She is cultivating the prestige of Sarmu everywhere, which can be seen from her good intentions.

The big Khan supported the little Khan's hand, and the siblings slowly sat on the Turkic throne, which symbolized the highest power, and the hall immediately became solemn.

"Report to the Great Khan, and the last tribe is waiting for your noble hands to uncover their masks!" The voice of the Turkic priest came slowly, and the crowd suddenly burst into joy. Everyone knew who the last tribe was. Who, this is already the most exciting moment of the Sheep Picking Conference.

A few wisps of dazzling fireworks illuminate the sky outside Kizil City. Hu Bugui was eagerly looking forward to it, and when he was overjoyed, he hurriedly gave everyone a wink. A dozen or so members of the Yuezhi Tribe stood up unknowingly, approached the shelf where the sheep were hung, and unconsciously clenched the oil-stained scimitar in their hands. The Turkic people saw their majestic momentum, but thought they were going to line up to receive the blessing of the Great Khan, and the cheers became even more enthusiastic.

Yu Jia stood up slowly, tightly clenched the golden knife in her hand, and was about to speak, but saw the Turkic Right King struggling to stand up, and said loudly: "Wait!" Tu Suozuo turned around, folded his arms on his chest, Facing Yujia, he respectfully said: "I report to the Great Khan, in the name of the God of the Grassland, Tu Suozuo wants to fight the dumb warrior, and he will never die!"

"You—" Yu Jiaqi's face was pale, and the hand holding the golden knife couldn't help shaking.

There was a commotion in the hall. Although Tu Suozuo's request was too much, it was almost everyone's wish to see the dumb warrior show off his skills.

"General, what should we do?!" Hu Bugui hurriedly lowered his voice.

"Get ready to do it!" Lin Wanrong hummed four words expressionlessly, raised his blunt hand, and strode forward.

What happened to the dumb warrior, everyone was stunned, staring at him in surprise, not knowing what he was going to do.

The mute stepped forward step by step, and walked slowly to Tu Suozuo's side, staring at him coldly.

"What are you going to do?!" The Turkic right king took off on one leg, and took two quick steps back in horror. Before he could react, he felt a heavy fist hit his forehead: "Fuck you!"

This series of actions was in a flash, and before everyone had time to react, Tu Suozuo's body had already collapsed. Zhao Kangning, who was sitting next to him, was so frightened that he crawled down the steps. He was very familiar with this kind of violent method, and his fingers moved in surprise, unable to speak: "You, you are—"

"Dumb—" Yu Jia's eyes widened, her chest rose and fell sharply, and she stared blankly at him.

There was a faint light in the warrior's eyes, and he said softly: "I'm sorry, little sister. I will be your mute in the next life!!"