Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Immediately Ruanuo said, "General Wang, what festival customs are there recently among the barbarians in the northern region..."

However, before she finished speaking, a cantaloupe pear was quickly stuffed into her small mouth, blocking her next words.

"National teacher, eat slowly, there are not many things in the northern Xinjiang, but this crisp and delicious cantaloupe pear can be found everywhere."

Yan Heng's low laughing voice came slowly from his ears.

During this period, it seems to have a hint of reminder.

Xiang Xing was stunned and glanced at him.

Seeing the excessively kind arc on the corner of the man's mouth, she rolled her soft eyes, and had no choice but to remain silent and eat pears obediently.

Humph.

She didn't just want to remind this uncle who had a bit of murderous intentions, but still had a foolish look on the whole.

However, her words were already heard by Wang Hai.

"Is it a holiday custom?"

Wang Hai scratched the back of his head honestly.

After a while, he suddenly clapped his big hands, his eyes were slightly cold, "Ah, there are some, ten days later, it will be the 'spring search' of the royal family of the northern barbarians."

"This so-called 'spring search' is a field hunting meeting held every spring by the barbarian royal family, which specializes in hunting hares, wild foxes, and jackals that are harmful to the fields and crops. festivals."

Wang Hai explained it responsibly.

After listening, Yan Heng raised his eyes slightly and couldn't help but look at Xiang Xing.

They all saw the affirmative look in the other's eyes.

"...General Yan, do you think that the barbarians of the Northern Territory will meet Li Yong's hunting conference and take the opportunity to invade my border?"

After reading Yan Heng's expression, Wang Hai couldn't help asking honestly.

But he smiled again and spread his hands, "But hunting is hunting, that's what they do in their Northern Territory territory, and they won't come close to the border of our Luo Yun Kingdom."

At least, that was the case in previous years.

However, Yan Heng lowered his eyes slightly, but he lightly curled his lips and smiled lowly.

The tone was light: "When the prey is in a hurry, how do you know what a border is? How can you notice, who is the hunter who is dealing with you?"

"……Um?"

Listening to the meaning of the words in those words, Wang Hai paused and couldn't help but continue to ponder.

After a while, his eyes lit up again, and he tried to ask Yan Heng, "General Yan means...the barbarians of the Northern Territory will use this celebration to cause trouble, and then frame me, Luo Yunguo?"

"This is a big celebration that the barbarian king and all his princes and ministers will participate in... Who are they going to deal with?!"

Wang Hai frowned more and more deeply, and couldn't help but think deeply.

After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered something, and patted the low table in front of him lightly.

"No, it's a battle between the first prince and the second prince, right?"

Wang Hai said, and suddenly looked at Yan Heng, who still had a calm expression on his face, and explained again, "General Yan, you don't know something, this battle for the barbarian race has been going on secretly for a while."

"From the current point of view, the second prince of the barbarian clan has a rough talent, and his talent is far higher than that of the eldest prince who knows the sound and the horse, spends his days and drinks... But in the eyes of the barbarian king, there is only the eldest son of this concubine."

"So, the competition between the two sides is becoming more and more fierce and fierce. It is not surprising to say that the hunting celebration will cause trouble because of this."

"……I see."

After listening, Yan Heng nodded clearly.