Chapter 7: Tribute Girl (Final Version)

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Chapter 7: Tribute Girls
Dayan's imperial palace, bronze door gilt gold, beast title ring, a pair of heavenly urns at the door, the majesty of the Tianjia revealed. Zuo Langlang couldn't help looking around, and Murong Yan said softly, "Hold your head!" She quickly lowered her head, and Wen Zhai next to her heard the sound and turned to look at it. Murong Yan said: "The subordinates don't understand the rules, which makes Wen Shuai laugh."
Wen Zhai glanced at the left wolf. He was indeed a half-old child. He nodded slightly and smiled slightly. Although it was the army who killed the slasher, it revealed an elegant book volume. As a general, he did not have a domineering stance.
All the way into the palace with courtiers, King Yan hosted a banquet in the Changding Hall to entertain the ambassador of Xijing and his party. Civil and military court officials were present at the ceremony to show their solemnity. Murong Yan's case is far away from King Yan. The queen is in the Phoenix seat. The prince, Murong Ruo, lives on the right side of King Yan, and Wen Zhai accompanies on the left.
Too far away, Zuolanglang couldn't see the face of the queen, only to see the gorgeous pearl green on her head, emitting bright pearl light in the Ming Hall. The maiden in white dress and pink skirt started to serve like a butterfly. A musician played music, and the dancing girl was dancing with flowers. In the fused palace, there is a singing and dancing leveling.
King Yan got up and drank a glass of wine with his envoy, Xi Jing, and said, "The messenger came from afar, like the letter of the blue bird. This bottle of wine is for His Majesty the West Emperor Yongan, and Dayan and Xi Jing share the same heart , Forever. "
Master Zhu drank this glass of wine, his face was red, and his spirits fluttered: "His Majesty the Emperor heard of the beauty of Yan Guo, and when he left, he ordered his official to bring five hundred beauties back to Jing. King Yan would not be willing to?"
When Yan Wang was 50 years old, his features were similar to those of Murong Yan. Hearing this, he hesitated a little, and half a moment reluctantly smiled, "It is the good fortune of Yan to win the emperor's sacrifice. Is there any reason for evasion?"
Master Zhu co-authored the dance music and beat: "Yan Wang understands well. His Majesty, Yan Wang Xianneng, Xi Jing and Yan Guo can only be flesh and blood, and peace for generations."
The king of Yan smiled and drank with him, but there was a beating on his forehead-another five hundred swallow girls. Every year, the woman Yan Yan sent to Xijing was rewarded by the Emperor Xijing of cattle and sheep, and she was as cheap as an ant. He glanced at the court officials, who all bowed their heads and drank. God bless you, do n’t fall on my head when it comes to calling a tribute girl that will definitely be scolded as a dog.
King Yan and Master Zhu had another drink and changed the song. Master Zhu listened carefully and suddenly sneered: "What's the name of this song?"
The musician did not stop plucking the piano, and replied coldly: "The eighth encounter of Ge Tianshi, the pole of the total beast!"
Master Zhu was furious and broke the cup: "Yan Yan, I am ordered by His Majesty to make peace and stability for both Jingyan and Yanyan. You sent someone to humiliate the envoy so much that you wanted to fight with Xijing. ?!"
"The music of Ge Tianshi was originally a song of chanting heaven and earth, and the harvest of grains ..." Yan Wang was patiently explaining, but the musician sneered: "Xijing people are above the country and enjoy the worship of my great Yan, but he repeatedly sends soldiers to commit me The border. But slaughtering my people is like slaughtering pigs and dogs! If you do not do things with animals, how can you think you are the same as animals? "
There was silence in the temple, and Zhu Xi smiled angrily and said, "Yang King, is this your etiquette to the kingdom?"
King Yan hesitated, Shen said, "Bold madman, pull out, stick!"
The musician was not afraid, and said suddenly: "What is the fear of my death? I only pity my Da Yan Man Dian and the ministers without a bone joint! Qiu Chan is not stiff, he still speaks loudly. Nu Yan said that the minister is peace!"
Zhu Xiqing smiled: "Although this person's words are speechless, he is born with a righteous appearance. The epidermis is fierce, and I don't know if the joints are rigid. The King of Yan is better to torture in court. He also taught me to watch the joints of the Yan people."
King Yan glanced at Baiguan, and a person stood up beside him, staring angrily. Mr. Zhu happened to recognize: "It turned out to be General Wen Zhai. Does General Wen have any objections?"
The King of Yan groaned indecisively, and Master Zhu smiled coldly: "Why, someone slandered and abused the kingdom of China. Is King Yan so hesitant, do you think it is justified? Or is it someone's intention at all? Hearing this, Wang Yan would be unhappy if I let it go. "
King Yan glanced at Wenzai and whispered, "Sit down."
Wen Zhai shook his hands with his fists and bit his teeth, but slowly sat down, and King Wang signaled torture in court.
The stick hit a person, making a heavy muffled sound. It is not easy for a person to be killed. The sound of flesh and blood, and the sound of broken bones made people chilling. The musician had stiffened before, but then became miserable and rolled around. Master Zhu laughed, and General Wei Zhai left the table.
Zuo Canglang clasped her hands tightly, and she wanted to leave. It was not that she hadn't seen the killing, but it was never pleasant to watch a loyal and loyal screamer wailing.
But Murong Yan couldn't leave, she could only watch. The musician's flesh splashed all over the hall, but the left wolf only felt that his whole body's blood had retracted into his heart, and his limbs were cold.
Man Dian Wen Wu had long lost his appetite, and timidity had already started vomiting.
The death of the people in the temple was a torture of everyone. When the flesh and blood remained motionless, Yan Wang's face was cloudy and uncertain: "Drag it."
Zhu Xiqing stood up with a grin and smiled: "Wait, King Yan, my official came from afar, and let me look at the Yan Bone Festival."
The King of Yan didn't understand. Zhu Xiqing took the guard's knife and picked out the clothes of the musician's corpse in public. He inserted the knife into his belly with a swipe, blood and water, and his liver and bowels exposed.
The temple was full of surprise, and Zhu Xiqing laughed and cut his bladder with a knife, causing his blood and urine to flow: "No bone joint was seen, but this pair of hearts and livers can drink alcohol."
The hall was quiet, and many ministers became extremely ugly. His own guard stepped forward, wrapped the corpse with a straw curtain, and dragged it out. Someone inside the temple washed the temple with water, sprinkled with incense, and covered the blood.
After the feast, Murong Yan came out of the temple, and the left wolf followed behind, and his stomach and lungs were cold. General Wen Zhai stood under the plum tree, with the corpse wrapped in a straw curtain parked next to him, and his intestines were still dragged to the ground when he lifted it out.
Mu Rongyan walked over, opened the curtain, and said to Zuo Langlang, "Look at him, this is ... the home country under the splendour." Zuo Langlang really glanced at the flesh like the same The basin of cold water dripped down, making people suddenly wake up from their dreams.
This is the truth of the real Great Yan State, the grandeur under the glitz. The powers are oppressed, the people are displaced, the family cannot be a family, and the country cannot be a country.
If the country is rich and the people strong, her father would not have money to seek medical care, and would be sick and die. She would not be sacrificed to the mountain for one or two silvers and become a savage in the mountain forest. Her mother now doesn't know what to do. I thought that as long as my father did not die, he would not be an orphan.
Now, the border of the kingdom has been trampled by the iron hoof, and everyone inside will be an orphan.
She thought of it for the first time, and suddenly felt terrified.
Murong Yan reached out, closed the musician's eyes, and stood up to look at Wenzai, saying, "The general did not protect the Great Yan Kingdom." The warrior Wenzai who had been in Rongrong for more than ten years lowered his head and remained silent.
Someone said, "Your Highness, your cuffs are stained with blood."
Murong Yan didn't even look at him and said, "The strong man has blue blood, keep it, Dayan has very little left."
Then the words turned and left. The left wolf turned back and saw Wen Zhai still standing beside the corpse, his back lonely.
The next day, King Yan ordered the Prince to recruit five hundred beauties, and was planning to go to Xijing with Zhu Xiqing and his party. After hearing the news, the people hurriedly married the girls. Dayan men were in short supply. The five hundred beauties were difficult to collect for a while.
In desperation, the prince, Murong, ordered all eligible girls, regardless of marriage, to arrest candidates. The entire city of Jinyang was crying.
The day Zhu Zhuqing and his party left Jinyang City, the people gathered in silence. Five hundred swallow girls were with ropes around their arms and connected in a string. They passed through the Weiyuan Camp of the South School, passed the Wu Temple, and went out to Hanximen. Some soldiers rushed with a whip, like driving cattle and sheep, and left Jinyang City.
Murong Yan led his horse behind the team. An old man in his sixties hugged his horse and let it go. Remarry, now such a granddaughter ... "
When he cried, many people cried afterwards: "Official grandfather, my child is still breastfeeding, and it is necessary to starve to death from the mother, you let her go!"
Leng Feiyan and Yang Lianting both stood in the crowd and did not step forward. The left wolf went up and pulled away the old man. He hugged the stables tightly, his hands were cut, leaving a bloodstain on Murong Yan's stables.
The tribute girl has left the city and is gradually away. The cries were still there, ringing through Jinyang City. Thousands of miles away to see my relatives. Since then, the end of the world has no letter and is like a drifting bird.
That night, Murong Yan and the left wolf went directly to the other building in the city. Leng Feiyan and Yang Lianting were drinking. When he saw him coming, he got up and greeted him.
Murong Yan sat down and looked at the two young men kneeling on the ground. Half a while slowly said, "I collected 370 children from all over Dayan." The three were all together, he Continued, "Everyone except Azuo has experienced death. I want you to survive than any one of you, seedlings into forests, and Antai I. But today's big yan, what is missing is not the people, but can be reversed The talented man who is full of clouds and rain. Dayyan has fallen ill. I contain you not to save people, but to save a country and a dynasty. "
The three of them were shocked, and Murong Yan said, "The words I have stated, if you still have grievances about this tonight, you can go away."
No one got up, Leng Feiyan whispered, "Does the Lord have any meaning in saying this?"
Murong Yan said: "Now I am weak and I shouldn't have intended this. But since ancient times, the family has been in power. It can't be disputed or disputed. I can only say that if there is such a day, I will promise you a peaceful life!
Prosperous peace.
All three children were orphans. When they were dying, Murong Yan collected them from various collections. Among the three hundred children, three were picked. If it were not for the declining national swallow, who would live on the street?
There was a strange light in the eyes of the teenagers, and Murong Yan smiled: "I have three glasses of Torano."
Leng Fei Yan Shushou: "If you do not wish to be loyal to the Lord, the Lord will definitely become the great Lord of the Dayan generation."
Yang Lianting looked serious: "If the traitor was not in charge, the Yang family would not be cut off. Lianting is incompetent, but hopes to reorganize the rivers and mountains and help the monarch."
The three boys bowed solemnly. Reorganize the rivers and mountains to help Shengjun. Huanhua washed the sword and did not forget his original intention.
Murong Yan's expression also gradually became serious, he touched the three men's heads, gentle and compassionate.