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Chapter 360 Beili People

Logically speaking, Qin Lang's official position is neither high nor low, and his treatment should be similar.

But in fact, as the smuggled goods of a certain "tyrant", the quality of Qin Lang's tent can be said to be second only to Princess Qingli's in the entire Northern Hunting Team.

Better than Gu Jin’s.

So Qin Lang, considering that he didn't want his girlfriend to suffer any injustice, invited Miss Jin to stay at his humble home that night.

"Hiss! Honey, why are you pinching me?"

"What do you think, Lecher..."

"..."

Really, they are an old married couple, and they still do this all the time...

Hey, but Qin Lang likes it and doesn’t mind. As usual, he holds the somewhat cold and soft girl in his arms to warm her up:

"Honey, what's wrong?"

"Didn't you say that the Madam and His Majesty were here?"

Nestled in her boyfriend's arms, Sumire raised her eyelids like a cat and looked around:

"Where are the people? Why are they only...bullying me?"

"I didn't mean to bully you. I just thought my tent was big enough, so I let you enjoy it... Eh? Where are you looking at, dear? I'm talking about the tent we live in. Are you thinking the wrong way?"

"Pooh!"

Miss Jin hurriedly withdrew her gaze and opened her mouth to leave a circle of small tooth marks on Qin Lang's wrist. Qin Lang shamelessly wanted to follow suit, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Gu Jin raised her nimble little feet high up and stepped on his face, pushing his pig head aside.

"Don't chew it randomly. What if you break it?"

"It's okay. If it gets chewed, I'll take care of it."

"..."

Gu Jin glared at him, then touched his wrist:
"I'm talking about this..."

"?"

Qin Lang looked closely and found that it was a bracelet.

The bracelet that the two of them had woven out of horsetail grass when they were in Qingniugang.

It's a bracelet and also a headband.

There was one for Qin Lang and one for Gu Jin. Gu Jin always took good care of it and washed it frequently. He would wear it on his hand after washing and tie it on his head after it dried.

Now it is in the form of a bracelet. Gu Jin is worried that her boyfriend might break it carelessly, so she protects it very tightly.

"Hey."

Gu Jin stared at Qin Lang's bare wrist, suspicion rising in his eyes:

"And yours?"

"mine?"

"Did you throw it away..."

"How can it be!"

Seeing Miss Jin's eyes dim, Qin Lang immediately took out a palm-sized purse from his arms.

"Look."

This purse has several layers. Qin Lang flipped through it and carefully took out a bracelet made of horsetail grass from one of the layers.

Qin Lang and Gu Jin have completely different ways of preserving their bracelets. Gu Jin insists on maintaining them, while Qin Lang tries not to move them.

"I always keep it in my heart, how can I bear to throw it away?"

Using objects to describe people, Qin Lang was holding the bracelet in his hand, but he was talking to the beautiful girl Jin. The girl's heart moved, and she pressed her soft lips against his.

The gentle kiss is also very much her style.

Every time at this time, Qin Lang enjoyed it even more than when he was doing serious work. He had to admit that the feeling given by intimate contact full of emotions was really different and could never be replaced by simply venting lust.

……

That night, Qin Lang politely declined the advances of two older girls who were as eager as wolves and tigers, and spent the night with his girlfriend.

He was very serious and didn't bother her.

Gu Jin was not used to it. She nestled in Qin Lang's arms, blinking her eyes, and asked him several times if he needed her "served". It was not until Qin Lang confirmed it three times that she really believed that Qin Lang had changed his personality tonight.

"Sleep well, dear."

"Um…"

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The next day, the Northern Hunt officially began.

Several military generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, many of whom had served under the King of Zhenbei, took the lead in starting the hunting competition.

The game is decided by the number of prey caught. Of course, different prey have different values. A bear can be compared to several rabbits, and so on. Anyway, it's not a very large scale, and there are only a few generals. The specific prey that can be hunted is determined by the empress.

Woohoo——!
Woo——!
The majestic horn sounded, and more than a dozen generals, both big and small, who had been wearing armor early in the morning, rode their horses into the Ten Thousand Souls Forest. The periphery of the Ten Thousand Souls Forest was very sparse, with only a few more logs than the dry grass where the camp was set up, but the grass was much more lush, basically half a person's height, and many smaller beasts hid in it.

Everyone uses bows and arrows for hunting, and the purpose of wearing other weapons is not for hunting but for self-defense.

Of course, not all of them were military generals. In the Zhou Dynasty, there were actually quite a few civil officials who were good at riding and shooting, at least the older generation.

The remaining ministers who did not participate were eating and drinking on the stands while waiting for the results. The empress was also drinking goat milk tea with Qin Lang and others in the big tent, waiting for news.

However, the empress did not forget her main business.

Hunting in the North is an important task, but there is another important task among important tasks, which is also a must every year, that is to send spies to Beili during the Hunting in the North.

swish swish swish...

swish swish swish...

Qin Lang watched the empress writing furiously on the desk without interrupting her. After she finished writing and handed it to a Yulin Guard, he stepped forward and asked:

"Baby, what are you writing?"

"Just some oral instructions or something."

It turns out that the tasks given by the emperor to the spies were always delivered to the spies indirectly in this way, avoiding direct contact between the emperor and the spies to ensure confidentiality and security. For example, who knows whether Beili has also planted spies in the court of the Great Zhou?
"It may be more difficult to cross the border this year. I don't know how many people can make it there, and how many can send back news like this year."

"The North..."

Qin Lang took a bite of an unknown northern snack and looked towards the east with a vague gaze.

To the east of the Ten Thousand Souls Forest, at a place that is neither far nor near, is the Northern Territory Palace. To Qin Lang, it is the location of a certain Miss Zhu.

"My dear Qin..."

"?"

Qin Lang's butt was kicked by an embroidered shoe.

"What are you thinking about?"

Before Qin Lang could reply, Su Yinping spoke first:

"What else can he think of? A lover."

Su Yupan looked over:

"Oh? Is this happening?"

"cough…"

Qin Lang knew from the empress's tone that she actually knew what was going on. Maybe when he just looked up, she guessed that he was thinking about Zhu Hongling and was just teasing him on purpose.

However, Qin Lang couldn't say anything in response to this teasing, so he just went to the princess and showed his courtesy:
"Yinping, are you hungry? Come, have a date."

"You look like a date to me."

thump~
Qin Lang was hit on the forehead by Lady Su with the handle of the knife. Qin Lang pretended to fall down, groaning and saying nonsense like "It hurts", "I've become stupid", "You're going to marry stupid husbands".

This made the two girls both angry and amused. They reached out to pull him at the same time, but he pulled them back, one on each arm, and started kissing their fair and tender faces.

For a moment, the big tent was filled with the aroma of light fragrance and milk, and the three fragrances gathered at the top.

Mixed in with the angry or coquettish laughter of women and the cool laughter of men.

It can be said that if anyone who is not aware of the situation could see the scene at this time, he would definitely not be able to help but angrily call him a "tyrant".

Refers to Qin Lang.

It was because Gu Jin slept too comfortably last night and was still catching up on his sleep. Otherwise, Qin Lang’s image of a “tyrant” would have been even stronger.

"Report——!"

"This is the emperor's tent. Sir Jin, please stop!"

"I have something important to ask His Majesty, please let me in!"

……

Suddenly, a loud noise outside the tent stopped everyone inside. The empress signaled with her eyes, and Lady Su immediately straightened her clothes, and with a few kicks and kicks, she pushed Qin Lang under the table.

Poor Qin Lang grimaced, and had to be thankful that Su Yupan's strength was suppressed, otherwise he might have been thrown away to an unknown place with just a wave of his hand.

"Who is making such a noise?"

The empress, who was so pretty a moment ago, now had a blank expression on her face, cold eyes, and was full of majesty when she spoke.

"Report."

A Yulin Guard came in:

"Your Majesty, it was Lord Jin who requested an audience, saying that he had captured a Beili man during the hunt."

"Beili people?"

There was nothing wrong with the empress and the princess, but Qin Lang's eyes lit up as he sat at the desk.

You know, although the dispute between Beili and Dazhou has been going on for a long time, and can even be traced back to the previous dynasty, Qin Lang has never seen a living Beili person in person since he was a child.

(End of this chapter)