Datang: Picking up a little Si Zi and accidentally admitting his kinship with blood?

Chapter 33 Thrilling!Which family's wild child?
"Whee!"

"There is a beautiful little flower over there!"

"Persimmon, run slower, be careful not to fall!"

Outside Xiaoqin Village, the weather is bright today and the sun is just right.

Changsun Wugou got up early in the morning, cleaned up the house, and then took Little Persimmon out to play.

Next to the official road, large tracts of wild flowers are in full bloom, and the air is full of fresh smell.

The little persimmon was like a lively bird, running around among the flowers, very happy.

Changsun Wugou followed behind Little Persimmon, looking at the cute little man in front of him, with a happy smile on his face.

Changsun Wugou liked this kind of life more and more, it was relaxing and peaceful.

However, not long after, the sound of carriages and horses was heard in the distance.

I saw a line of very heavy-looking bullock carts and twenty or thirty people dressed completely different from the people of the Tang Dynasty, walking along the official road.

Seeing this scene, Changsun Wugou looked confused at first, and then suddenly realized.

The Tibetan delegation arrived.

Calculating the time, it was similar to what we calculated a few days ago. Today happened to be the day when the Tibetan delegation arrived in Chang'an.

Now, this group has arrived at Xiaoqin Village.

"Persimmon, come here first, stop running around, there are carriages and horses." Changsun Wugou called to Persimmon not far away.

Hearing this, Little Persimmon ran over obediently, and saw the ox cart approaching not far away, and asked curiously: "Aunt Sun, where did these people come from, and why are they dressed like this?"

The unique costumes of the Western Regions may look fancy, but they are their regional characteristics.

Little Persimmon stared at the people in the mission for several times, but still felt that the clothes on her body looked good.

"Those are the costumes of the Western Regions. They usually wear similar clothes to us. Wearing them like this now is to show respect for the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty." Changsun Wugao explained with a smile.

As the oxcart and the crowd slowly approached, the villagers in Xiaoqin Village also noticed this group of strangely dressed people and ran over to watch the fun.

"Who are they?"

"How do you dress like this?"

"Hey, I know. I went to the town a few days ago to sell some rabbits I hunted. I heard that a delegation from the Western Regions was coming to congratulate us in the Tang Dynasty!"

"Is it these people?"

"That's great. I heard that there are also specialties from the Western Regions. I heard a distant relative of mine say something about the magic..."

A group of villagers gathered on both sides of the official road, watching the Tibetan envoy slowly approach, and started talking.

On the bullock cart, Tibetan Prime Minister Lu Dongzan opened the curtain and frowned slightly when he saw the villagers gathered around.

He was the special envoy of Tibet to the Tang Dynasty. When he felt the monkey-like looks from the onlookers, he suddenly became a little unhappy.

"Speed ​​up a little, don't delay our journey." Lu Dongzan ordered the driver.

"As you command, Prime Minister." The coachman raised his whip and the speed suddenly increased a lot.

In front of the crowd, Changsun Wugou was holding Little Persimmon’s hand. Suddenly——

"Ah, my perfume bottle is missing!"

Little Persimmon touched his pocket and suddenly found that the little gift his brother gave him had gone somewhere, and his face suddenly became anxious.

A pair of big black eyes were looking around, and suddenly he saw a small thing shining brightly on the official road, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"there!"

Little Persimmon suddenly let go of Changsun Wugou's hand and ran towards the perfume bottle on the official road.

Taking three steps and two steps at a time, Little Persimmon could only see the small perfume bottle and didn't even notice that the bullock cart was running over.

"persimmon!"

"Come back soon!"

Changsun Wugou was startled when Little Persimmon suddenly broke away and rushed forward!

The driver of the bullock cart originally planned to pass by quickly, but suddenly he saw a little girl rushing out in front of him, and he was suddenly shocked.

Holding the reins tightly with one hand, he stopped the ox cart at the critical moment.

"Which wild child is so ignorant? Are you looking for death?" The coachman looked at the little persimmon in front of him and cursed.

If he hadn't braked in time, or if the ox-cart had been replaced by a horse-drawn carriage, something would have happened.

Little Persimmon was also frightened, but she had firmly grasped the perfume bottle in her hand and looked at the oxcart with her big eyes blinking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, little girl..."

Changsun Wugou was also frightened and quickly picked up Little Persimmon and walked down the official road.

"Humph, just say sorry and that's all? If you surprise the Prime Minister of my family, according to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, what crime should you commit?"

The coachman was still chattering.

At this time, the car curtain was lifted, and Gu Li poked his head out and frowned: "What happened just now?"

The driver quickly turned around and said with an apologetic smile: "Sir, these two women suddenly ran up the official road just now and startled the ox cart. If the little one hadn't braked in time, something might have happened."

As he spoke, he pointed at Changsun Wugou's small persimmon.

Lu Dongzan also poked his head out and looked at the coachman pointing at Changsun Wugou and Little Persimmon, and a familiar feeling suddenly arose.

But for a while, he couldn't remember.

Before arriving, Tubo had already shown several people the portraits of important figures in the Tang Dynasty, including Changsun Wugu.

However, the dignified eldest grandson Wugou, who was wearing a phoenix crown, was not at all the conventional dress he was wearing now. Lu Dongzan did not recognize it for a moment.

(End of this chapter)