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The imperial camp is stationed on a relatively flat terrain, and further ahead is a small hill, unknown, without dense trees, but protruding a little more than the surrounding area, which is suitable for flying eagles.
The emperor walked ahead with the eagle on his back, so he planned to pick a lamp to illuminate the way, but he refused. Fortunately, the moonlight is very good tonight, with clear brilliance all over the mountains and plains. Panting, she climbed up to the top of the slope, turned around and saw the dots of tents stretching out to the distance with the bonfire, like a fire dragon dancing in the first month, at least a dozen miles away.
Emperor Ye Xing was supposed to be escorted by a team of guards, but when he left the camp, he glanced behind him. Those guards were bewildered and did not dare to get too close. They followed from a distance, and spread out spontaneously after reaching the foot of the mountain, encircling a small hill, leaving Su Yi alone on the slope to serve close by.
At this moment Qiongzhu must be beating her chest and stamping her feet, she has always snickered to herself, she loves to climb high branches so much, why didn't Long Live God take her with her? Such a good opportunity, there is no flower but there is a month. She is so delicate and pretty, and she can say something heart-warming to Lord Longevity, and Lord Longevity should be promoted to her position when he returns.
The emperor always looked back intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly found that she was secretly laughing alone, and couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so a strange feeling arose in his heart. It seemed a little apprehensive, a little joyful, and mixed with a little embarrassment. It was so strange, I had never been so up and down in my life. He hesitated, and finally asked, "What are you thinking?"
Su Yi raised his head, the corners of his mouth still had a slight upward arc, "The slave's heart is like Bodhi, and he doesn't think about anything."
The emperor frowned, "You are full of crooked ways, how dare you say that your heart is like Bodhi?"
Su Yi choked up, "I have wronged you, I am loyal to Lord Long Live, and never dared to be disrespectful, where did you come from here?"
This person is not only a hob meat, but also a Beijing oil son. The emperor ignored her and took off the gold chain from the eagle's leg. Hai Dongqing flapped his wings on his arm, bringing gusts of wind, and Su Yi stepped back, "Long live, are you cold? My servant will put on a cloak for you. It's very cold in the wild, and no one will catch a cold." .¡±
The emperor didn't say a word, obviously not agreeing, just trying to appease his eagle. Su Yi couldn't help but sigh with emotion at the side, the master is really kind and soft to birds, as for people, probably no one has had the opportunity to enjoy this kind of treatment. If the masters in the palace saw this scene, they might be jealous
Just as I was thinking wildly, I heard the emperor humming a tune leisurely. The ups and downs of the tune were clearly the nursery rhyme of my hometown, Ama has a little horned eagle. Su Yi felt very surprised, the emperor is the supreme ruler in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he should look down on the common people, with majesty as high as the sky. But right now, he is no different from ordinary people, he has his own entertainment outside of government affairs. If you sing, you can sing, and what you sing is still a nursery rhyme. As if walking down from the clouds all of a sudden, he became a person with a childlike innocence.
I used to hear him humming well, and unconsciously beat the time. The emperor turned to look at her, with a faint smile in his eyes, "Can you sing? I learned it from Er Nie when I was a child. After so many years, I only remember the tune, but I can't even remember the lyrics."
That's right, the emperor is listening to gala music now, how can he have the opportunity to touch the most common things? Su Yi nodded, "Slave, I will sing for you."
She cleared her throat and sang crisply, "Latha, the big eagle, Ama has a little horned eagle. White wings, flying fast, red eyes, can see clearly. Rabbits can't run when they see it, swans see it He was stunned. Zuo Ling opened his eyes wide when he saw it, and called it Haidongqing. He tied it with silk and tied a bell, and sent it to Beijing. The emperor rewarded him with a yellow jacket, and Ama asked for a big iron bow. The iron bow and iron arrows hit the target far, no eagle is needed to catch swans.¡± 1
Hearing this song again, I spontaneously thought of my childhood, and felt very sad for a while. In her singing, the emperor raised his arms sharply and sent the eagle out. That Hai Dongqing spread his wings and rushed straight to the sky with a sharp eagle's whistle. He looked up, and his heart seemed to fly high into the sky.
The tamed Haidongqing is particularly spiritual. As long as the owner is there, it will not fly far, and will always hover over his head. The moon in the sky is big and round, and a small, stretched, vigorous figure flits from the center of the bright moon, which is so beautiful that it is convincing. Su Yi let out a long sigh, "Master Long Live, this bird is so good, do you think it will catch a swan for you?"
The emperor put his hands behind his back and followed with his eyes, "Where are the swans here? It's almost as good as catching a rabbit."
She hummed, "The happiest thing when I was a child was to follow Ama to the edge of Haizi to release eagles. My Ama released four at a time, two on my shoulders, and two on my arms. I want to eat game in winter. Just throw it out, and some birds are so smart that they can even catch fish.¡±
The emperor wondered, "Isn't that an osprey?"
"Osprey"?When thinking alone, Su Yi was stared at by him embarrassedly. His face was burning hot, he pretended to stroke his hair, raised his hand to tuck his cheek, and interrupted, "It's getting late, Lord Long Live, let's go back to Luan."
The emperor withdrew his gaze and whistled to the sky. That Hai Dongqing circled several times and swooped down. Naturally, unlike when he was hunting with his head down, he changed his posture in mid-air and landed on the emperor's armguard accurately.
Su Yi smiled at it with gentle eyes, much more kind than Qiongzhu. Seeing her scratching her heart and lungs, the emperor stretched his arms forward, and covered Hawkeye with his other hand, "Let me touch it."
Su Yi was so happy that he quickly put his hand up to caress his back, "What a handsome guy, the flesh is so firm, it's so good to lose weight"
The words are jargon, and Shun Mao's gestures are also very good, which is a good move at first glance. But what kind of ability is, you have to fight with real swords and guns to know. This jade claw is the emperor's treasure, and it is usually not allowed to be touched by anyone except the sixth prince, this trip has given her a big face. She stroked her hand reluctantly for a while, and then he let go of Hawkeye, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Who should be on duty today?"
"Yesterday it was Na Zhen and the chief manager, and today it's the turn of the slave and Qiongzhu, and there is also the second manager inside." She said, putting on a black cloud leopard cloak on the emperor, "Long live God needs water or something in the middle of the night , and the servants are waiting outside the veil."
The emperor looked at the Xingyuan in the distance. The braziers in front of and behind the big tent were blazing, and there were stars and moons. When I got to the foot of the mountain, I took a look at my pocket watch, and it turned out that it was genuine.
1 Ama has a little horned eagle, Manchu folk song, the lyrics are from Baidu. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com