Grassland Royal Court, welcomes the fire department.

Jingyao sat on the master's seat in his tent.

His hands were constantly fumbled into the armrests of his seat.

Although the grassland people in the past lived in the camp tent, the camp tent at that time was far from the warmth they are now. As the three ministries of Yinghuomen, Jingyao's camp tent was much better than others. From the outside, the patterns, colors, and shapes on the camp tent were no different, but it was just a little bigger. But in fact, Jingyao's camp was built with three layers of waterproof felt. Not only that, there were two thick layers of horse skin inside. In this way, the rain and wind could not enter at all.

The grassland is always cold quickly and warm slowly. But in today's season, late spring and early summer, it becomes warm no matter what. Jingyao saw four round sank marks at the corners of the wool carpet covered in the tent, which was quite neat, which was caused by placing a brazier throughout the winter.

Unlike other men, they like to put a piece of animal skin on the main seat in their tent, or put a pile of loose and soft cushions on it. Jingyao's main seat is just a handful of dry wood, which looks very simple and stiff.

But he liked it this way.

According to his words, the ultimate goal of a person is not the head, eyes, legs, feet, belly, but the butt.

After all, I sit most of the day, even if I have to go out for a trip, I will ride a wolf or a horse or sit. For a person, I must not spoil my butt and take care of it. If I am used to sitting on the animal skin and soft mat, how can he ride a wolf and rush forward thousands of miles in the future?

Some people are short-sighted and only seek temporary enjoyment. However, Jingyao is prepared for danger in times of peace and is always ready to face the enemy.

It is really hard to distinguish which of these two attitudes is better. After all, the situation is still very good now. Even if there are some conflicts and frictions with the five kingdoms by chance, it is not a problem to cause trouble. At least a tribe like Jingyao can still eat meat and drink wine in their own tents comfortably.

There are four chairs next to the carpet in the middle of the tent.

There is no difference between these four chairs and those sitting under Jingyao's butt, but the placement is different.

Now, both of these four chairs were seated, and it was Chu Kuo and the female friend.

The three of them maintained a very delicate balance at this time, without any sense of tension as before. Judging from the female friend's expression, her mood should have been much more stable at present, at least she no longer always seeks death as before.

Jingyao didn't know what bets Chu Kuo and the female friend had made, but after Chu Kuo whispered to the female friend, she not only obediently returned the sword in her hand to Chu Kuo, but also showed a look of joy on her face. Even the eyes looking at Jingyao were not as bad as before.

Jingyao and outsiders did not walk in from the main entrance of Yinghuo Department's base. Just as he was walking to the camp, he casually called a confidant and asked about the recent situation of the tribe after he left the tribe before he learned that most of the tribes and the two tribes in Yinghuo Department were not there. When asked where they went, his confidant only knew that he had received a direct summon from the wolf king Mingyao. If he continued to ask, he would not know why.

After hearing this, Jingyao sighed and had already had a scheming in her heart. I guess the wolf king Mingyao must have known that he had left the ministry privately, left the grassland royal court, and secretly sneaked into the northern kingdom realm.

If you can successfully rob the salary and bring back a large number of arrows, you will make a great contribution! Not only will you not have any trouble, but you will also receive extremely generous rewards.

But now he returned alone in a mess, and even his scimitar was lost... As for what kind of treatment he would be, he could only leave it to fate.

But Jingyao didn't care.

He only does what he thinks is right.

If the grassland kings want to be strong, they will sooner or later start a full-scale war with the Zhenbei King Realm and the Dingxi King Realm. After that, after the tribesmen use the grassland as their base and gain a foothold in the two northwest king realms, they can make a concerted effort and march southward to unify the world.

Jingyao didn't know whether he was lucky enough to see this day coming, but he was willing to do whatever he wanted. Although the war thought of this endless blood, killing, and displaced, no one could blame or ignore a person's feelings for his nation.

The soldiers come and the generals block it, and the water comes and the soil covers it. It takes at least ten days to go to the tent of the Wolf King Mingyao from Yinghuo. This is just a time to travel. If you count the words, eating, and drinking, you may not be able to come back within half a month.

This gave Jingyao some time to breathe.

The confidant reminded him to take the initiative. It is best to write a letter to the wolf king Mingyao before the majority of the ministers and the second ministers arrived at the tent of the king, and then express their loyalty. In this way, the wolf king Mingyao would just scold him and say something that would be unexplained.

But Jingyao did not obey.

He is not a quibbling person.

Now that things have come to this point, it is indeed his fault first, and there is nothing to say. As for loyalty, it does not depend on paper and pen and verbal skills. Besides, Jingyao is loyal to the grassland, not the wolf king Mingyao alone. Although he is the wolf king, he can only be said to be the representative of the grassland. Who can say that this huge grassland is all the wolf king Mingyao himself, and has nothing to do with ordinary tribes?

In the end, Jingyao just asked him to prepare pensions according to his previous list of going out.

Those people and him may have thought of their own destination except for the grassland royal court, but not only did they not have any intention, they followed them all the way. This is not only a trust in Jingyao himself, but also a passion for his hometown.

"Do you a favor!"

Jingyao looked at Chu Kuo and said.

This is the first sentence he said after he returned to his tent and sat down.

"What?"

Chu Kuo asked.

"Help me lift the curtain of the tent."

Jingyao said.

Although Chu Kuo didn't know what Jingyao meant, he still nodded and did as he said.

The tents of the three officials of Yinghuo Department are in the shape of a ‘Pin’.

The tribal bonfire of the Yinghuo tribe is placed in the middle.

The tents of the three ministries were like stars holding the moon, and the guardians would never be extinguished.

Jingyao's main seat was facing the door of the camp. After lifting the curtain, what was reflected in his eyes was the bonfire of Yinghuomen.

When Chu Kuo saw him looking at him, his eyes turned red, as if he was about to drip blood.

Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes and said something in grassland with a striking voice.

Chu Kuo couldn't understand, so he could only look at the female friend.

“He is mourning.”

The female friend said.

"Mourning?"

Chu Kuo seemed to not understand.

After all, he didn't know what Jingyao had experienced before, so he naturally didn't know what he was mourning.

"He is mourning his dead tribe, his best companion, and his most trusted comrades."

The female friend said.

She seemed to be touched by this solemn atmosphere, and her beautiful eyes wandered back and forth on the bonfire outside the door and Jingyao's face.

"It turns out that the grassland people also have their hearts... I thought they were all a group of tigers and wolves, and they didn't know what sadness was."

The female friend said to herself.

Although Chu Kuo heard what she said, he was extremely quiet. Because he knew that no matter how strong a person or how cruel a nation was, he would have his own softness and sorrow.

He doesn't know much about the grassland.

I came here just to discuss with King Dingxi Huo Wang.

But at this moment, he felt the thickness of Jingyao, Yinghuo tribe, and even the entire grassland through the bonfire at the door. For a moment, he couldn't help but smack his lips in a daze.

"Are you thirsty?"

Jingyao asked.

He had regained his previous expression, his eyes were no longer red. But the final sound of this sentence trembled a little, like the buzzing sound when swords and swords intersected.

"I had been pulling a cart before. Not only did I not drink a sip of wine, but I also ate two big steamed buns. Of course I would be thirsty!"

Chu Kuo said.

After hearing this, Jingyao smiled and shouted at the door. Then someone immediately walked in with wine and meat and placed it on the table between Chu Kuo and the female friend.

When Chu Kuo saw the wine and meat, his index finger suddenly moved.

Without saying anything, he picked up a leg of lamb and started eating it.

A bite of meat and wine makes you enjoy eating and drinking.

The female friend looked at Chu Kuo's eating and drinking and wanted to laugh, but in the end she held on to hold it in.

She didn't eat meat or drink alcohol.

It’s not because she can’t believe in Jingyao, but because she really has no appetite.

Jingyao's previous condolences also aroused her thoughts.

In that wine shop, many of her companions who lived with her day and night and her most trusted comrades-in-arms died. This made the female friend think of a sentence, when will the revenge be repaid?

Everyone understands this principle, and it is a matter that will never have any result or end.

But there is another saying that there is a cause for injustice and a debt has a master! It has been natural since ancient times since murder and repaying life.

If Jing Yao killed his female companion, then this matter would be much simpler. But Chu Kuo, the one who set the sword at that time, had a new enemy and enemy?

Thinking of this, the female friend felt a headache, and when she smelled the aroma of wine and meat, she felt like something was blocking her throat, and her stomach was constantly turbulent.

"What are you going to do next?"

Chu Kuo asked.

He had eaten most of the lamb legs, and the wine pot on the table was empty. His hands were covered with wine soup and meat residue, so he didn't care. He patted it casually and rubbed it on his clothes a few times, just pretending it was clean.

"have no idea."

Jingyao shook her head and said.

He pulled out a scimitar from the bottom of the table in front of him, exactly the same as the one that had broken before. However, this one was his own and had never been sheathed once. The one that was left by his father, and every inch of the blade was soaked in blood.

"Since I don't know, why should I come back?"

Chu Kuo asked.

"This is my home... Is it still going to wander if I don't come back?"

Jingyao asked back.

"But you have nothing to do when you go home, so why not go outside. Maybe you will encounter some interesting things, and interesting people will not sit here and hold an unused scimitar like you are now and think about it."
To be continued...