Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1137 The prince in the golden tent with a depth of 210 meters (1)
"Son Su He?"

Mo Jiu took out the letter paper slowly, was slightly startled after reading it, and then seriously lowered his head to stare at the man delivering the letter.

With rosy cheeks, broad forehead, high cheekbones, and a big and hooked nose, he was a very ordinary prairie man, and he couldn't be found among any herdsmen.

Smiling slightly, Mo Jiu slowly rode up to him and asked casually.

"Are you a herdsman here?"

"I am." The man answered quickly with a smile on his face.

"Elder Su He asked you to deliver the letter?"

The man thought about it and nodded again, grinning, "Sir Su He is our friend, and so are you."

friend?The hat was worn too early.

Mo Jiu saw that he was honest and honest, and he didn't seem to be able to ask anything. His eyes moved slightly, and he said with a light "um", and then smiled: "It's like this. We came from the south. I don't know where you are. Customs and rules, what kind of gift do we need for this son of Su He's birthday?"

"This..." The man hesitated, and said with a smile: "We grassland people are not so particular. You are distinguished guests from afar. His Majesty Su He specially invited you, so you don't need to follow the ceremony...Of course, distinguished guests can also express their wishes. express."

"Oh."

Mo Jiu smiled and nodded, "Thank you!"

I thanked the man, and after he left, Mo Jiu knew that he was the herdsman in this village, and it was only then that he realized that the village where Prince Su He "lived in seclusion" with the great wizard was where she was currently.

This is a village where herdsmen live together, called Gacha Village.

It is located at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. Due to the fertile water and grass, there is a stream running through it. It is very lively in this season. There are about a hundred herdsmen living there. At a glance, there are round felt tents, one after another, uneven. , wrongly seated on the grassland, it has a sense of grandeur and vastness.

The tent that Cao Yuan arranged for Mo Jiu and his party was at the bottom of a long slope, about one mile away from the herdsman settlement in Gacha Village.Such a distance is of course out of safety and defense considerations.But their arrival still attracted the attention of herdsmen.

People from the south are still very strange to grassland people.

I heard that they were businessmen who came here to do business, and the herdsmen enthusiastically brought them kumiss and mutton with a strong smell, and took some rice and flour from them in exchange...

Mo Jiu has always had no resistance to delicious food, but when she enthusiastically tried kumiss and mutton, she was not used to these two famous grassland delicacies, leaving a large table behind and fled back to her own home early In the tent, Mei'er took out the stewed beef Xiao Changsi had given, and baked two steamed buns on the stove, and gnawed them together.

"I miss the south side so much..."

This is her first sentence.

"I don't know where Peng Xin is either."

This is her second sentence.

"Then it's the birthday of Prince Su He, why did you invite us?"

This is her third sentence.

Mei'er always felt that her girl was putting the cart before the horse.

Since receiving the invitation from Prince Su He, shouldn't she focus on this Prince Su He who has never met but is already famous?But when she arrived, she first ate, then became friends, and finally remembered the business.

"Ugh!"

Mei'er sighed heavily, breaking her heart for her master.

Peel off the scorched gray skin on the outside of the steamed bun, and she obediently handed it to Mo Jiu, "Miss, do you want Mei'er to invite Deacon Left to come in and ask him to inquire?"

(End of this chapter)