[4000-word chapter] Chapter 147 Before the big wedding, Qingxia's dowry, the dowry of the dancing ho
In the days that followed, the translator suggested that since Wu Ma could not return to Jinyang for the time being, and the news needed to be known to Duke Tang as soon as possible in order to determine the Jinyang army's next action arrangements, it would be better for him to return first for the message.
Wu Ma asked him if he was not afraid of the long and dangerous journey if he was traveling alone.
The translator said that the previous assassinations were all aimed at you, Mr. Wu Lang, and it would be much safer for him to go alone. Listening to this voice, it seemed that Wu Ma had harmed him before.
However, Wu Ma was not angry and quickly agreed to the translator's suggestion. Firstly, the news really had to be sent back as soon as possible. Secondly, what the translator didn't know was that the peace talks were just a prelude, and the real danger was revealed.
Well. Let the translator continue to stay and be involved in a dangerous whirlpool. If he is not careful, he will lose his life.
But she didn't let him go so easily. Wu Ma, with the attitude of enjoying the hardship, extorted a gift from him, "Hey, my wedding is just around the corner, you can't just leave empty-handed." So, he insisted on leaving.
The sword at his waist remained.
"Well, with my personality, I don't bother to take away their things from ordinary people, let alone keep them as souvenirs." Wu Ma looked at him with a smile, "But you are quite interesting, knowledgeable, and knowledgeable.
Self-deprecating. Although he is just a follower and translator, he is really unambiguous when he criticizes people. He will do it when he needs to do it, and he will do it in person without any scruples about human feelings or feeling embarrassed. I admire him very much."
"Thank you for your compliment," the translator scratched his head, "but if you take it away, what should I do when I encounter an enemy on the road and need to draw my sword?"
"This is a Turk, so there is no shortage of knives. I'll get one for you and use it first."
After the translator left grumblingly with resentment on his face, Qingxia came to Wu Ma more frequently. Of course they were all at night. The decisive battle was getting closer and closer, and the two of them had no room to retreat, and all their energy was used to study how to
He killed Princess Yicheng without knowing it.
With the idea of knowing themselves and the enemy, the two of them kept analyzing Princess Yicheng's mentality at the moment, what she was thinking about at this moment, and what actions she would take in the future.
Qingxia made an interesting conjecture: on the night of Sunong Dalai's death, Princess Yicheng came to see the dancing horse, and before she entered the account, Sunong Dalai was likely to have passed away. And it was not suicide.
, most likely died at the hands of Princess Yicheng——
Based on what Sunon Dalai Lama said to Qingxia that afternoon (that is: he can do what the dancing horse can do), there is a high probability that he went to see Princess Yicheng that night in order to solve the problem in this way.
Qingxia's troubles.
Unfortunately, Princess Yicheng's rank far exceeded Sunong Dalai's imagination. No one knows what happened in the meantime. In short, the body of Sunong Dalai was discovered the next morning.
As for Princess Yicheng, how did she feel after killing Sunong Dalai?
There will be no guilt, let alone uneasiness and anxiety.
People like her, at most, have a cold face, standing in front of Sunong Dalai's corpse, casting pity in her eyes, thinking what kind of stupid person would seek death for love - this is Qingxia's guess.
Wu Ma also instinctively believed that such inner activities were completely consistent with the existing image of Princess Yicheng.
Later, she still had to clean up the scene.
The body has been made to look like a suicide and needs to be returned to Sunung Dalai's tent.
After delivering the body, she would definitely have thought that after the death of Sunong Dalai, it would be inevitable for her and the Sunong family to have cracks. They would even have to face continuous hostility from the other party.
And who should be blamed for all this?
The first one is, of course, Qingxia. There is no doubt about it.
The second one should be the dancing horse. The dancing horse was supposed to escape, but it ruined the major event that Princess Yicheng had planned for a long time. It even led everything to a worse place.
Since she had thought this way and put on night clothes that concealed herself from others, Princess Yicheng might as well take advantage of the night to touch the tent of the dancing horse.
Of course she wanted to kill Wu Ma to vent her anger, but it would be too easy to find out the truth of the matter. Moreover, as Wu Ma analyzed, Princess Yicheng was not completely sure that she could kill Wu Ma without disturbing others.
horse.
So, she threatened the dancing horse to leave the grassland. But would the previous grudges be settled so easily? There was no chance.
"So, Princess Yicheng's real plan is to intimidate you, threaten you, force you to leave the grassland, and then, without anyone knowing, kill you, destroy your body and eliminate all traces, and everything will be over." Qingxia said, "
This woman is really cruel."
Wu Ma blinked, feeling that his eyes were probably gleaming, "In this way, it seems that this is also our opportunity."
"Yes," Qingxia clenched her fists and looked directly at the dancing horse, "Let's lure the snake out of the hole. Let's see who is the hunter."
Both of them understood each other's thoughts - instead of sitting back and waiting for death, it would be better to pretend to fall into the trap. One night before the wedding, they danced horses and left the Khan Court alone. Princess Yicheng would definitely follow her, and most likely not.
What kind of helper will she bring? Firstly, she is confident enough in her own strength, otherwise she would not break into the dancing horse camp at night. Secondly, it is not suitable for too many people to know about this kind of thing.
On the other side, Qingxia will set up a trap somewhere outside the Khan Court and quietly wait for Princess Yicheng to arrive. In this way, everything will end completely on that dark night.
After the general direction of the counterattack was determined, Wu Ma and Qingxia began to discuss the details, steps, important time nodes, and possible emergencies of the entire plan.
During this period, the long-lost divine decree came again in the form of an image - in the dark night, a beam of bright light flashed, and Princess Yicheng's beautiful face flashed past in the beam, expressionless.
Soon everything fell into darkness again.
After the video ended, there was a reminder: This is a crucial step in passing the divine decree of [Peace Talk]. After completion, the reward will never be small.
Only then did Wu Ma vaguely remember that before he left Jinyang City and went north to the grassland, he received two divine decrees in one breath in the Tang Dynasty Pagoda.
One of them requires him to break Tian Deping's curse. The other requires him to successfully negotiate peace.
Originally, Shibi Khan had already agreed to Tang Gong's request. Once the contract was signed, it should be considered that this divine decree was properly completed.
But a few days have passed, and the translator of the message is expected to arrive in Han Dynasty, but there is still no sign of completion of the divine decree. Therefore, it can be seen that there may be variables in the peace talks. This fulfills Yicheng's wish.
What the princess said to the dancing horse that night - [Even if the news reaches Jinyang, it may not be finalized].
Looking back and thinking about the image just now, it is obvious that the key to passing the divine decree lies with Princess Yicheng.
That beam of light probably represents the appearance of Princess Yicheng and her life, while the disappearance of the beam and the deathly silence of the darkness represents the death of Princess Yicheng.
Divine decree, like Qingxia's, also wants Wu Ma to kill Princess Yicheng. In this way, for Wu Ma, the way forward will be clearer and clearer.
It is worth mentioning that Qingxia also saw this divine decree image. This means that Qingxia also received the divine decree mission. Previously, when Wu Ma decided not to destroy Qingxia’s monster statue, she did not expect that
She was far away in Turks and could still receive divine decrees.
Later, Wu Ma made an even more interesting discovery - Yuwen Jianxue also received this divine mission. This is a story that I won’t need to mention at the moment.
Regarding the plan to kill Princess Yicheng, after the two of them came up with a preliminary implementation plan, Qingxia began to make arrangements. Wuma, on the other hand, pretended to be anxious and worried all day long. One day
In the afternoon, they also took a special route away from the Khan's Court in order to confuse Princess Yicheng so that she would think Wu Ma was really planning to escape.
Wu Ma and Qingxia's wedding is also proceeding step by step.
After all, she is the daughter of a Khan and a Turkic princess. The wedding must be the most exquisite. The shaman sacrifices, the cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, the heavy dowry, the clothes, jewelry, and decorations for the wedding must all be carefully prepared.
This is really grand. Now is the most prosperous era since the founding of the Turkic state, and all ethnic groups on the grassland have submitted to it. Therefore, each tribe has presented the most precious gifts, including fist-sized pearls, arm-thick ginseng,
Exquisite iron tools, magnificent horses.
In particular, the wedding clothes sewn by the Tatars are full of various patterns, gorgeous and delicate, and feel very good to the touch. Qingxia likes them best.
One night, Wu Ma sneaked into Qingxia's tent and saw her putting on her wedding clothes and twisting around in front of the bronze mirror. Her face was full of happiness and joy, and she didn't even notice Wu Ma's arrival.
"Do you like it that much?" Wu Ma asked.
"Of course," Qingxia turned her head to look at him, grabbed the corner of her skirt and spun it around in a circle, "When I first saw it in the autumn when I was seven years old, I liked it very much. At that time, I loved it.
I wonder when I can have a piece of clothing like this."
Dancing Horse said nothing.
"Why," Qingxia asked, "doesn't it look good on me?"
"It won't be needed in the end anyway," Wu Ma turned his head and looked at her in the mirror, "Let's lock up Princess Yicheng first."
After another night of careful deliberation, everything was decided. It was about the third watch when Qingxia yawned and Wu Ma was about to leave.
"Dancer-kun,"
Putting her hands on the door curtain, she suddenly heard Qingxia say from behind, "What do you think, if we start later, we can hold the wedding first? Maybe it will be even more unexpected."
The dancing horse stiffened and turned to look at her.
"Look how scared you are,"
Qingxia covered her mouth and chuckled, "It's a joke. Actually, I'm most annoyed by noisy and endless ceremonies."
When Wu Ma left, Qingxia turned around and continued to look in the mirror.
In the following days, Qingxia took a large part of her not-rich time to check on the preparations for the wedding, greet the shaman in charge of the ceremony, and ask the shaman to write down the blessings on the wedding day word for word.
Recite it to her once and listen with longing.
She went to the Ceremony and Music Department and listened to the musicians playing the "Huobasi" (a stringed instrument jointly created by the Mongols and ancient Turks in the early 1st century BC) to express the joy of the wedding day. She was very intoxicated.
She went to the tent where the trousseau was stored, put on her wedding clothes, and put on all the gold, silver, and precious stones, trying them all until she found the most suitable match.
According to the servants who accompanied the princess, she was alone in the tent, leaning over the table for a long time, not knowing what she was doing.
Wu Ma couldn't help but remind Qingxia that the current crisis had just begun, and the most important things lay outside the Khan Court.
But Qingxia said: I am also paralyzing Princess Yicheng, so that she will think that I only want to marry you.
Another morning, Qingxia suddenly found the horse dancing tent and asked, "That's not right. I, Aye, have prepared such a heavy dowry for me. You are a Han Chinese and you are supposed to care about etiquette the most. Why don't you see your betrothal gift?"
Black lines appeared on Wu Ma's forehead, "If you keep fooling around, I won't play with you anymore."
Qingxia hurriedly pulled his sleeves and begged: "Don't stop. Although the two of us are in a fake marriage, we still need to look like it to others. You don't even have a betrothal gift, as if I, a dignified Turkic princess, can't get married."
It’s like asking someone to watch a joke, or asking Princess Yicheng to come and see it, it’s just like putting on a show, how can you easily deceive her?”
Wu Ma had no choice but to say, "I brought Tang Gong's sincerity for peace, and the agreement reached was very clear: Jinyang's army goes south, the money and jewels go to the Turks, and the population goes to Tang Gong. Doesn't this count as dowry?"
After hearing this, Qingxia looked happy and nodded repeatedly, "Ah, why didn't I think of it. I'll use this as a betrothal gift, haha."
With that said, he walked out of the camp with a smile.
Suddenly a head poked out from the door curtain and asked Dancing Horse: "What do you think of the mirror inside my tent?"
"Mirror?"
"Well, does the figure in the photo look like me?"
"boring……"
"Ha ha!"
Qingxia retracted her head and closed the curtain.
…
Wu Ma and Qing Xia made an agreement, and on the night before the wedding, Wu Ma took advantage of the night and quietly left the Khan's Court wearing the "dark side of the cassock".
After leaving the Khan Court, he chose a location, took off the "dark side of the cassock", gradually revealed his traces, and waited for Princess Yicheng to catch up.
As for the departure time, choose early Haishi.
That night, Dancing Horse sat cross-legged in the tent, extinguished the oil lamp early, recharging his energy in the dark silence, waiting for the arrival of Haishi.
Outside the tent, the lights were bright and people were busy, no doubt preparing for the princess's wedding tomorrow. But none of them knew that this wedding would never come.
Think about the same in life. Many times, for a certain goal, you spend a lot of thought and effort, but what awaits you in the end is often an accident.
Wu Ma felt guilty and erratic, thinking about random things.
Suddenly, the tent door curtain was opened.
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The busy work has slowed down a bit recently, and writing "Picture Book" feels more smooth. I hope that if I can maintain this rhythm, I can speed up the update. To be honest, I really want to write 10,000 words in one go, and then
When the update came out, I couldn't be happier.
In addition, the volume of "Going to the North Grassland" will end soon, and it will probably have an ending that no one can imagine. I have planned it a long time ago, and I hope I won't disappoint you. That's it.