Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

The silly guard chuckled, "If you don't have a name, you can call me whatever you want! In fact, my Mongolian name is Gehati, and my Chinese name is Gehati. You can call me Gehati!"

Is there any difference between this Chinese name and Mongolian name?It seems not!A Nuo Zhanzhan smiled, "From then on, I will call you Gerharti."

The two entered the teahouse. The owner of the teahouse was watching the excitement at the door, and when he saw a guest, he went to make tea and served it.

"Boss, help us get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone to use."

"Okay." The boss quickly brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, "You can use it as you like, as you like."

"Who is so bold to commit murder in the street? Is there any law?" A high-pitched voice came from outside the teahouse, and the expression on the owner's face became excited. I have come in person." After speaking, he ran out of the door, and did not forget to turn his head when he reached the door, "I will stand at this door for a while, and the two of you can call me if you need it."

A Nuo raised the pen and began to draw quietly, she didn't have anything to worry about, not to mention that Gan Mala broke a hand of a ruffian in Yanjing City, even if he killed someone, it would be nothing.

On the street, Jing Zhaoyin had already walked into the crowd, he was aggressive and extremely angry.The law and order in Dadu has always been considered good, and there has never been a murder in the street.But this time, it was the Mongols who were injured.He was originally of Mongolian descent, so he naturally felt that this murderer was unforgivable.

Gan Mala looked indifferent, just stood there with a clear and bright body.

After Jing Zhaoyin came in, he first glanced at the injured ruffian on the ground, and saw that the other party was indeed a Mongolian. Although they were just a few low-level Mongolian civilians in the west of the city, they were also of Mongolian blood.

Jing Zhaoyin snorted coldly, turned to look at the murderer who was still standing here.His eyes narrowed slightly, and his body trembled. Although he had never seen the person in front of him before, his demeanor was like a person.

He goes to court every day, and when he sees real gold, he will always be attracted by his demeanor, that kind of gentle temperament is extremely rare among Mongolians, even Lord Boyan does not have that kind of elegance.The young man in front of him is not very old, and his appearance is not very similar to Zhenjin, but his demeanor is exactly the same as that of the prince Zhenjin.

Looking at the clothes the young man was wearing, it was not a very eye-catching color, but the dark embroidery could be seen between this milky white robe, and the patterns were exquisite and faintly visible.There are not many people in Dadu who can wear such clothes. For example, the crown prince Zhenjin always hides hidden embroidery in black robes, while Yunnan Wang Hugechi wears a flamboyant red dress. The other princes also have their own styles. , and he has seen them all.With such a magnanimous person, who would he have never met?

Jing Zhaoyin didn't dare to move for a while, but he heard some noises in his ears.He turned his head and peeled away the crowd to look at the noise.There, a group of servants and craftsmen are sorting out the ruins. The ruins are not elsewhere, but the former site of Qiongfang Pavilion, which was very popular in those days.Not to mention anything else, the fact that no one dared to use it here for several years is the biggest taboo. It was the Mongolian prince who burned Qiongfang Pavilion back then, and it was the busy brother assassin of Prince Anxi.Now, someone actually dares to challenge the authority of Brother Mang, who is this young man?

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