The door of the tent was wide open, looking out from the outside, it was lively inside, each dressed in its own style, some of which were of its own ethnicity, some of which were Western style, and some of which were Hanfu. Men and women were like butterflies.

Liangshan and Tuoba Qiurong entered the tent together. What a good guy, there are thousands of people in the huge tent.

The felt cloth in the tent is supported by willow wood, with an umbrella bone on it and a large skylight in the middle. This is called the dome.

The pure white felt cloth has six circles of embroidered edges from the bottom to the top, and they are all grassland plants with thick branches and vines, highlighting the characteristics of the grassland.

Under the skylight is the center of the tent, and a bonfire is burning, and the large chunks of pine wood emit a pleasant smell of turpentine.

The bonfire is a giant bronze platform surrounded by eight dragon sandalwood pillars, supporting the entire tent. The ground is covered with exquisite carpets, with obvious Persian style.

In the outer circle, several long tables were arranged, with large plates of meat and milk wine, and people either sat down to chat or ran to the campfire and danced hand in hand and kicked and feet.

"Xiao Cui, how did you come here today?" someone said carelessly.

"Yes, don't you Han people always like to drink tea, recite poems and paint?"

The person called Xiao Cui was Cui Yong. He bowed and said, "I heard that His Highness the Princess will come today. I want to ask about my sister's situation."

"Xiao Cui, you also want to see the princess."

"Where is where?" Cui Yong said hurriedly.

Cui Yong usually doesn't come to the party of the second generation of the pure Xianbei officials, but Princess Yongwu came back from the Holy Sword Hall, and he had the best relationship with his younger sister Cui Yingying, so he wanted to ask about his current situation.

When Liangshan heard the sound, he saw a bunch of people chatting, and thought to himself which one was Xiao Cui?

But Liangshan saw a handsome handsome guy who was completely different from the little Cui who always lacked sleep and was frowning.

"Ah, the princess is here!" Everyone rushed up one after another.

Tuoba Qiurong introduced Liangshan one by one.

There are eight tribes in Xianbei, which are the backbone of the Tuoba family.

The entire Northern Wei power organization was similar to the Eight-Public Parliamentary system. The leaders of the eight tribes sat down and the royal family were discussing major issues. Now the situation has changed slightly, and the Han ministers led by Cui Hao represented the forces of the Central Plains family. This gave Tuoba Tao enough space to play in balance, and the imperial power was highlighted.

"Tuoba Qiurong, why did you bring a xiaoyi?" a tall long-faced man said with a strong nasal voice.

Tuoba Qiurong glared at her eyes and said, "Yelu, what are you talking about?"

Yelu is one of the eight tribes, the young master of the Tuwan clan. His father is the Shanyu of the Tuwan clan.

The Northern Wei Dynasty was in chaos. The Xianbei people moved to the Han area for a hundred years. The tribal leader was still called Shanyu, while Tuoba Tao was the Great Shanyu, and the court also called each other by official names. Whether it is names, official positions, or clothing, customs were quite meaningful in this era. Modern people traveled to this era, which would be the least surprising.

"What is Xiaoyi? Is it a nickname for heroes?" Liang Shan said with a shy face and smiled.

Tuoba Qiurong looked at Liangshan speechlessly.

The people around him immediately burst into laughter, and some exaggeratedly simply held their belly, and the braid behind his head was shaking it violently. He thought to himself, this man didn't know that Xiaoyi was the despicable name of the northerners to the southerners.

"Then this young master Yelu, can I call you Yelu Xiaoyi?" Liangshan certainly knew that Xiaoyi was not a good thing. He didn't know that at this time, the southerners despise the northerners as Suo Nu, and "Suo" was a braid, and he specifically laughed at the back of his head.

The smile on Yelu's face froze, and his long donkey face turned green. He squirted out a sip of alcohol and said, "Boy, you look for..."

Before he could speak, Tuoba Qiurong stopped him and shouted: "Get out!"

Yelu shivered and swallowed the words back, pointed his hand at Liangshan, and said, "I want to duel with this guy."

Liang Shan originally thought it was safe to accompany a ghost-faced woman, but he didn't expect that there was still conflict between Hu and Han.

"Don't mess around!" Tuoba Qiurong immediately rebuked. It was somewhat of a shield to bring Liangshan here, but she didn't really want him to get into irrelevant trouble.

"If you have sex, don't be behind the woman." Yelu whispered, but his feet took three steps back to prevent Tuoba Qiurong from rising suddenly.

Tuoba Qiurong can't really do this.

The Tuwan clan Shanyu repeatedly sought Tuoba Tao to ask Tuoba Qiurong to marry his second son Yesen.

Tuoba Qiurong was no longer willing to do so and could no longer beat her son.

Yes, the younger generation of the Northern Wei Dynasty was as famous as Tuoba Qiurong. During this attack on Tongwan City, Tuoba Tao personally led 10,000 personal soldiers to serve as bait at the city. If he was defeated, he would be really defeated. If he didn't, he would fight to the death and get three arrows. Maybe Tuoba Tao would really hate the city.

Such a person is also worthy of Tuoba Qiurong. But Tuoba Qiurong has no feelings for Yesen at all. In fact, she has no feelings about men and women, and is devoted to immersing in the way of military affairs and killing.

The Tuwan clan is the largest tribe except the royal Tuba clan, and it is the most loyal and hardest. In the early days of the Northern Wei Dynasty, the Tuwan clan made great efforts, and the population of the entire tribe once dropped sharply to one tenth. Tuba Tao could refute other people's face, but the Tuwan clan's face could not be refuted. With these two pressures, Tuba Qiurong was unwilling to go to the Holy Sword Hall.

Tuoba Qiurong didn't want to come tonight, but the post of Tuowan clan Shanyu was sent here. Tuoba Qiurong had to come here. As Tuoba's children, she had to have this overall view.

It was a custom of a grassland man who did not agree with the words. Tuoba Qiurong was about to speak, but Liangshan pulled her shoulder. When she turned her head, she saw Liangshan hiding behind her and said at the top of her voice: "Why is this man so fierce?!"

Tuoba Qiurong almost got happy when she heard this. Liangshan pretended to be "scholars were afraid" and must have been holding back something.

"What, don't you dare? If you don't dare, just admit defeat and admit that you are a man without any eggs." Yelu was proud, and the people around him also laughed.

Liangshan turned out from behind Tuoba Qiurong and said, "Dull fight, what's the point?"

"Wrestle!" Yelu widened his eyes, then shook his head arrogantly and said, "Do you dare?"

There were cheers around him, and they pulled their necks and shouted, "Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Liangshan said goodbye and asked, Yelu was a wrestling expert. Liangshan shook his head and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Arrow!" Yelu said viciously.

"Is there anything else?"

"You compare whatever you say." Yelu smiled.

Seeing that many people were looking at this place, some people in Liangshan were crazy, and they were actually a little excited. They smiled and said, "Let's compare something new."

"Fresh?" Yelu didn't understand.

"It's just different from others, different from others." Liang Shan laughed.

Tuoba Qiurong thought that there was a good show, and it was right to bring Liangshan over. Just as she was thinking, Tuoba Qiurong felt her waist tightening and was actually hugged by Liangshan's hands.

Tuoba Qiurong was not without defense. As a master of military strategists, how could the early-level cultivator of the Foundation Establishment Period be unprepared? However, she was really not prepared for Liangshan, and she was stunned immediately. A strange and numb feeling came from her waist. What's even more terrifying is that Tuoba Qiurong's body was slightly leaning towards Liangshan, and it was quite a tendency to fall into her arms.

The people present were stunned and their eyes were almost glaring. What's going on?!

Tuoba Qiurong woke up, her cheeks were slightly red, her eyebrows stood up, and she was about to get angry, but Liangshan's hand suddenly retracted and said calmly: "This is called 'What I do, what you do'. You can't do what I do, you lose!"

Yelu's eyes were frightened and joked. Tuoba Qiurong's waist was touching? Isn't this asking for death? "You!" Yelu pointed at Liangshan with his hand. After holding it in for a long time, his chest expanded by one third, and he sighed dejectedly: "I lost!"

Everyone burst into laughter, but no one felt that they were timid. No one present dared to touch Tuoba Qiurong's waist like this little face. Before they could stretch it out, their claws were slashed by Tuoba Qiurong.

As for why Tuoba Qiurong didn't cut off the little white-faced hand, there is no way to explain it. You can't take the little white-faced as the standard to get lucky. Thinking of this, everyone looks at Liang Shan with strange eyes. The little white-faced is still a little white-faced, but they are brave.

"The southerners are indeed cunning." A very disharmonious voice suddenly sounded behind Liangshan and Tuoba Qiurong.

Yelu looked happy and said anxiously: "Second brother!"
Chapter completed!