There are two princes of the Mongolian nationality, one is the young and promising Prince Meng Duka, and the other is the young prince Meng haolie who has just turned ten years old. With four attendants, they strode up the hall, put their hands on their shoulders and politely saluted the emperor and queen of Min Dynasty.

"The two princes drive a horse Lawton. I have ordered people to prepare hot water, let the two princes bathe and dress, and then visit the garden with me to enjoy flowers, songs and dances." Jiang Yuyi announced according to the arrangements made early in the morning.

"It seems that the princes are still a little arrogant." seeing their saluting methods and the expression on their faces, Yue Lingxin couldn't help satirizing Jiang Yuyi. The implication seemed to say that the alliance negotiation was not as simple as he thought.

Jiang Yuyi didn't think so, so he took Yue Lingxin's hand and went to the inner court. God knows how much Yue Lingxin hates being held by him now, but in front of so many ministers and foreign princes, she can't break free and can only follow him rigidly.

The performance is arranged in the garden.

Mongolian is a tribe in the far north. They have lived in the prairie and desert Gobi for generations. Riding horses and sheep, even dancing, is a rough dance. The Min Dynasty is different. The women's posture, coupled with light and soft gauze clothes, is more like the shy water lotus blossoming on the West Lake in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yue Lingxin didn't expect that at this time, Zhu Linglong went out and danced a section of Jiangnan sleeve dance in person.

Speaking of it, she really doesn't know much about Zhu Linglong, because she has never regarded Zhu Linglong as a real opponent, so she didn't expect to know herself and her enemy. Now think about it. I wish Linglong was born as a servant girl, but dancing so beautifully is by no means an overnight skill. It seems that while she doesn't pay attention to this woman at all, this woman is secretly trying to cultivate herself into a person who can compare with this man.

There are two kinds of people in this world. One is like Yue Lingxin, who is born ahead of people and has everything and doesn't worry about anything. The other is like Zhu Linglong. Although he has nothing, he is very clear about what he wants and keeps working towards his goal. Many people envy the former, but sometimes the latter may be able to strike later.

Like Zhu Linglong, no matter how hard Yue Lingxin worked in the past, she can't replace her position in Jiang Yuyi's heart. Until now... Everything Yue Lingxin once owned may belong to this woman in the future.

"Now is not the time to be stunned. My good queen." Jiang Fuyi lowered his voice and bit the last three words very hard.

Yue Lingxin's soul was dragged back by him. She glanced at him and applauded with everyone. "The emperor really has enough money. Even the most beloved concubine has to come out to dance. I don't know if the minister and concubine should feel lucky. Because they are not favored, they just need to sit here quietly as a foil." Yue Lingxin whispered back, and the smile on his face hasn't changed at all.

Jiang Yuyi sneered, got up, took Zhu Linglong's hand and let her sit beside her.

To be able to appear at such a grand ceremony and sit shoulder to shoulder with the emperor and queen can be seen from his noble position. All the officials talked in succession, and the admiration for the beautiful dancing posture of the imperial concubine was endless.

I wish Linglong to stick it to Jiang Yuyi with a smile, showing a shy expression.

Meng Duka put down his glass and smiled politely. "The minchao woman is really soft. Even the emperor's concubines are as good at singing and dancing as dancers. No wonder the emperor wants to marry so many and put them at home. In our Mongolian nationality, girls should ride and shoot like men. The weak man can't survive in the prairie!"

His two "casual" remarks made the endless ministers speechless.

Equate Jiang Yuyi's concubines with a group of dancers?

Yue Lingxin caught a glimpse of Jiang Yuyi's black face from the corner of his eye and almost couldn't help laughing. To tell the truth, she doesn't reject this metaphor at all. She even likes the tone of the arrogant prince!

"The emperor's concubines are naturally carefully selected. After all, the territory of the Min Dynasty is so broad that it is not easy to manage such a country. Only the excellent Prince trained by excellent concubines can be qualified to manage the dynasty." Yue Lingxin held back her smile. At this time, if she did not take into account the majesty of the country, she would never help Jiang Jianyi speak. She wanted to see how he could justify himself.

Monduka did not expect that the woman placed next to her like a beautiful vase would say so. As a prince, he has seen many beautiful women. Although Yue Lingxin's beauty is really amazing, he despises her.

"In my opinion, the empress should be the best woman in this dynasty. But what kind of woman is willing to share her husband with other women? You people in the central plains are really strange. In our Mongolian nationality, men can only love one woman in their life. Since women entrust their life to themselves, shouldn't men spend their life Are you responsible for women? Maybe the imperial concubine is the emperor's lover. Then why don't you let the person you love become a wife, but you can only be a concubine? "

Mongolian governor's words made the atmosphere on the court embarrassed.

I don't know if the people who grew up on the grassland have a very simple mind, or they have an intestines to the end and an unobstructed mouth.

"Your Highness, every country has different customs. If our two countries want to form diplomatic relations, they must first be based on respecting each other's customs." the Minister of rites said with some dissatisfaction.

Monduka smiled. "In our grassland, there is a saying that people who are not loyal to their wives can be loyal to their friends. Therefore, I'm afraid I have to discuss with the ambassador carefully whether this ally can make friends." monduka said and looked at the entourage sitting aside.

The accompanying Ambassador minister Hutu is a trusted minister around the Mongolian king. This trip with the two princes shows that the Mongolian people do not care about the alliance.

However, the Prince did not seem to pay much attention to the Min Dynasty.

"The prince laughed. The emperor is the foundation of the country. He shoulders the responsibility of all the people. How can he favor one person for his own sake? I think that true love is to know tolerance and fulfillment, especially when the person you love is unparalleled in the world. Since you choose to love him, you should understand his responsibility. In fact, it is important to be with him in this life God's gift, how dare you ask for a pair all your life? "Zhu Linglong turned the embarrassment on her face into a wisp of light smile, as if all the words that Meng Duka said just now were just a simple discussion of love.

Jiang Yuyi smiled and held Zhu Linglong's hand. He knew that she had paid a lot for him. After waiting silently for so many years and waiting painstakingly for so many years, how many grievances she had suffered, and now she had to be looked down upon by others. He felt guilty in his heart.

Facing the Mongolian prince, it was inconvenient for him to say anything, but what Zhu Linglong said was enough to fight back. Just, let such a weak she carry these, Jiang Yuyi still feels indebted after all.

"It's a common practice in the market to talk about love. Today, all civil and military officials gather together. Of course, state affairs are the most important. My palace heard that the Mongolian Prince has the power of God and man and is proficient in all kinds of martial arts, riding and shooting. I don't know whether it's true or false." Yue Lingxin opened his mouth at this time and changed the topic.

It can be seen that this monduka is also a person with strong self-esteem. It can even be said that he is aggressive, just like Yue Lingxin in the past.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the prince is inseparable from their Mongolian nationality. He just wants to show off how excellent they are.

Yue Lingxin naturally saw this, so she knew that when she said this, mengduka would be attracted by her topic. She doesn't want to help Zhu Linglong resolve her embarrassment. She just feels that it's just a waste of everyone's time to entangle in this meaningless problem.

She doesn't want to hear others discuss the things between her and Jiang Yuyi. Her love for him is a thing of the past. Why should she be mentioned again. She's his wife, just in name.

"Does the empress despise your highness when she says so? Hum! My highness has practiced martial arts riding and shooting since she was a child. She has fought all over the Mongolian invincible at the age of 14. She is the first warrior of the Mongolian nationality. How can you doubt it?" the ambassador said angrily.

Monduka waved his hand and motioned not to be rude. But he had a tolerant and confident smile on his face, as if he were saying to Yue Lingxin: I forgive your ignorance.

"You minchao people grow up in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, which is suitable for singing and dancing. We Mongolian people ride horses and grow up with the God of nature in the prairie and Gobi desert. Of course, we are better at fighting and riding. After all, we Mongolian are a running nation, and minchao is more willing to enjoy stability." Meng Duka said with a smile.

"I don't think so!" Cui jueliang, the Minister of war, glanced at the arrogant Prince discontentedly. Cui jueliang is in charge of Min Chaobing's family. Meng Duka underestimates min Chaobing's fighting, riding and shooting. He alludes to them as "women who can only dance". It is clear that he is satirizing him, the Minister of the Ministry of war!

"Oh? Can it be said that there are people who are good at fighting and riding and shooting in the Min Dynasty? If so, the prince would like to see it." Meng Duka said, turning to Jiang Yuyi. "If the emperor doesn't mind, why don't we send a few people to have a competition, which can also be regarded as the exchange of martial arts culture between the two countries. What do you think, emperor?"

Yue Ling thought that the Mongolian prince was really aggressive. It seemed reckless to suddenly propose to compete, but when you think about it, I'm afraid Meng Duka was testing the level of Min Dynasty. Without seeing the strength of the Min Dynasty, how dare they rashly form an alliance with the Min Dynasty to deal with the fierce Rong people?

"Since the prince has this kind of interest, I certainly will be happy to accompany him. How can you compare with the prince has the final say?" so we won the game and we won't be said to be the landlord. "Jiang Yat's eyes were deep and revealing a meaningful smile, and he indicated to Jiang Fan.

Jiang Yuyi is not a soft persimmon. Although he wants to win over the Mongols, he does not have to lower his posture and plead. In order to really win allies, he has to speak by strength.

Since the Mongolian prince wants to compete, then compete well.

The smell of gunpowder grew stronger and stronger in the air.

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