Chapter 1

There has always been a legend on the beautiful grassland

According to legend, sixteen years ago, there were serious natural disasters at the foot of Yinshan Mountain and the north and south of the desert.

I don’t know if I was cursed or punished by God. The grassland has been drought and rainy for many years. The lakes gradually dried up, the grasses are dying, and even the flying sand in the Shuomo is covered with an evil wind...

The herders are constantly in deep hunger and chaos.

It was not until her appearance that all this ended. On the day when she appeared, a long-lost rain fell from the sky. A bay of blue and crystal clear springs appeared magically on the sand. Even a beautiful rainbow appeared miraculously in the sky after the rain.

Because of her arrival, the grassland not only achieved a long-term harvest, but also achieved a rare peace...

The rumors also said that she was beautiful. On that day, even the wild geese flying south forgot to flap their wings. Therefore, since then, she has been regarded as the beauty god on the grassland, and the herdsmen have admired her very much.

The wind passes through the grassland and blows away many legends, and I am the son of the legendary beautiful god...

Mother, let's go back

Huhanye Shanyu was once the beloved king on the grassland. He was also my biological father. It’s a pity that the father died not long after I was born. He respected his mother as a guest when he was alive, so his father died young and his mother would come to pay tribute to him every year.

My mother was graceful, with a green-hair waterfall tied behind her head, and a jade hairpin was inserted into her bun. When she came out, the sun was shining brightly. My mother only wore a chrysanthemum-like shirt that looked like pine and tight. Unexpectedly, the wind blew on the grassland again. I found that my mother was wearing a little thin dress. When the waiter held up the white sail, I reminded her to let her go back early.

I also gave Aunt Yunxiang a wink. Yunxiang understood and reached out to pull her over, then lifted the curtain and sent her back to the carriage.

When my mother got on the carriage first, Lan, the other concubine of the father, followed him back to a lower carriage. The two ladies had prominent identities, and some servants surrounded him in front and behind.

Zi Bo Shao, who is from his father's lineage, did not have many people following him. When the wheels of the carriage were creaking, the road was stopped by several subjects next to him.

It has been fifteen years since the Great Shanyu ended, and Gutu Xiaowang has become an adult. There cannot be no new Shanyu on the grassland. Please ask Queen Yan to follow the customs of Hu and establish a new Shanyu...

These people are again, led by Zuo Xu and Youqianhu. They used to follow their father's confidants. Since I was thirteen, they have mentioned this matter in front of their mother no less than several times.

My mother opened the curtain and looked at it, but she did not say anything, but hung the curtain again. Regardless of the person who was still shouting on the roadside, she ordered the servants to start the carriage.

The Hulun King is already trying to win over people everywhere. If the sages want to make a decision early, it may be detrimental to the Gutu King if it is late...

When they looked up, they found that the convoy had gone far away. Several people stopped and complained. I got on the horse and looked at each other in a row, moved my mouth to say something, but in the end, they didn't say anything, but left them and chased my mother.

There has always been a custom on the grassland that if a boy's father dies, then his father's inheritance is inherited by this son, and of course, this includes his father's woman.

I don't know who made this, but this custom existed before I was born

My mother has always called it a bad habit. What she accepted is Confucian etiquette and royal education. Since I was a child, she has taught me these etiquette and Confucian classics. Therefore, I have to know the principles of human ethics.

‘There is a difference between husband and wife, the elders are in order’, my mother said, this was proposed by a great sage called Mencius hundreds of years ago, but the thoughts of wise men are incompatible with the behaviors of the desert.

My mother is from the Han Dynasty. She is gentle and elegant and has never been willing to accept the constraints of the grassland. She has mentioned to me more than once that I want me to get married sooner, of course, she must not be her

But she might have forgotten that there is another rule in the desert

If the Shanyu died early, the people were led by his official wife, Yan, until they raised their sons and became an adult. The Shanyu followed his son and his son could inherit the Shanyu throne and become the new King of the Huns.

According to this unwritten rule, if my mother is unwilling to marry me, then I will not be able to obtain the position of the unit in a legitimate manner

The conditions on the grassland are different from the Han Dynasty, which mainly farmed. I heard that men there need to be a simplicity crown before getting married until they were twenty years old. However, the grassland environment was harsh and the population had abortion early, so some children could even get married and have children from their early teens.

When I was eleven, someone mentioned this to my mother. At that time, my mother asked everyone to wait for a few years on the grounds that I was still young. She would marry me when I grew up and matured at the age of thirteen.

But when I was thirteen, my mother once again delayed everyone's proposals as a reason why my father had collected the festival again.

In short, since I was eleven, today is the fourth time she has postponed her promise

It can be seen that the people on the grassland were almost impatient to wait. They needed a new king to lead them forward, but because she has always been a respected god of beauty, the people endured not to disobey her attitude.

But her attitude today seems not as firm as before, especially when she heard the news that the Horn King was secretly developing his power.

King Hureng is my father's half-brother, that is, my uncle. He is very powerful and has always been incompatible with the royal court. He is a person full of ambition.

I think my mother must have heard the uneasy voices of the people, but I don't know how she will deal with this matter

I left until I watched her return to the boudoir to rest

On the edge of the desert, the people of the grassland mainly make a living by grazing

A flock of white sheep, a speeding horse, and a tent with satin at the foot of the mountain...

Born outside the border and growing outside the border, I am naturally familiar with these, but I can't say I like them very much

I still like the pastoral scenery in my mother's mouth. My mother said that her hometown is in Nanjun, the Han Dynasty, and a place called Zigui by the river.

There are mountains and waters, birds singing and flowers singing there. I have been instilled with my mother in the Central Plains culture all year round, and her hometown is as fascinating as her people.

However, for the people in the desert, they cannot appreciate the mountains, rivers and pastorals. They prefer majestic and majestic, just like what they sang, the man with a horse stick is majestic and majestic, and the galloping horse is storming...

The horse galloped on the endless grassland, sweeping across the grassland like the wind, disappearing in the depths of the grassland in a flying dust, only the rushing sound echoed in my ears, the horse's neigh echoed in the mountains, and as the splashed dust fell to the ground, everything returned to its original state, only the heroic scene remained in my mind

If you want to become the king of the grassland, you must be recognized by the people. So in your spare time, I will carry my mother and riders together and let them teach me how to ride horses and shoot arrows.

On the mountains in the distance, the wind and clouds on the top of the mountain are undulating. At the foot of the mountain there are flocks of grazing sheep and herders. Not far from the foot of the mountain, there is an open horse farm.

The horse farm is an important place where the royal court is located. In addition to holding ring competitions every year, it is usually used as a place where newcomers practice horse riding and soldiers practice fighting.

Although a group of Huns in the north were driven further away by the Han Dynasty a few years ago, there were still several other ethnic groups living near the south of the desert. In order to survive and reproduce the tribe, every man on the grassland had to learn how to ride horses and fight from a young age.

The little Shanyu's bow was getting more and more accurate...

It's Ah, it's Ah, at this speed, it won't take long before Zuo Gutu can become our new king...

The game in the grassland was in full swing, and the spoil was a fat roasted whole lamb. Although everyone was very dedicated to taking it back to reward their families, I could see that some people were giving in to me and deliberately attracting them instead of sending them.

But just as everyone applauded me, the game was disturbed by a group of uninvited guests.

Ten Thousand Hussoren is a follower of the Hurling King. He must have just returned from patrol from a distance. He shot the bull's eye with a arrogant arrow, and then took the spoils away before he even got off the horse. Amid everyone's sighs, he still mocked, "I'm sorry, Prince Gu Tu, accidentally shot, I'll take the spoils away first... A group of people waited for the "Hoha" to ride a horse, and someone even provoked it. Riding and shooting is the business of the men. Xiao Shanyu should go home first and lie in the arms of the Yan family to study hard...

This guy is used to being arrogant and domineering. He never takes me in his eyes. He looks at them proudly and haha, I swear, sooner or later I will kill them one day.

The rare peace time was broken, some people wanted to continue to manage the flock, and some people wanted to go back to take care of their children, so everyone dispersed, and the peace returned to the foot of the mountain.

The sun sets, and a long shadow is pulled out of the distant mountains. The herdsmen disperse, and I get on the horse and prepare to go back.

A few white clouds floated in the blue sky. I rode on the horse and looked at the direction of the big dome tent. I found someone on the horse's back in the distance. It seemed that he was waiting for me. He drove the horse forward a few steps before he realized it was Aunt Yunxiang.

Zhou Yunxiang, she is five or six years younger than her mother, and is her mother's personal maid. She followed her mother from the Han Dynasty. I heard from the people that she is very powerful, but I have never seen her take action.

Because she is about the same age as her mother, my mother asked me to call her aunt. Although Aunt Yunxiang is not as beautiful as her mother, fortunately she is also a beauty. She always obeys her mother and treats me very well.

Being contradicted again?

Aunt Yunxiang's expression was neither salty nor light. It seems that she has seen everything just now.

Small things, just a bunch of mobs. She is usually the closest person to her mother, and I always talk to her casually.

You, you must grow up as soon as possible... After saying something thoughtfully, she moved the rope in her hand and continued, "Stop talking, the lady wants you to go back."

Ah, what's the matter with my mother? She rarely sends Aunt Yunxiang to call me like this.

How did I know, you won't know when you go back

Aunt Yunxiang has always given people a mysterious feeling. She must not reveal anything to me, so I started walking back two by one, one by one

Wangting is built on an open land at the foot of the mountain. There is a large lake along the ridge. It has lush water and grass, pleasant scenery, and it is easier to defend and difficult to attack on the terrain.

The big tent of the Shanyu, where the Yan family is located is next to the lake

On the way back, I passed by a commercial market

The grassland is scarce, so you need to take out pastoral products and minerals for salt and medicinal materials, so there will be vendors from afar. In addition to local herders, there are also people from the west. Of course, more people from the Han Dynasty came from the Han Dynasty.

After returning to the Han Dynasty from the Southern Xiongnu, the trade exchanges between the two sides gradually increased.

Thinking that my mother is in the boudoir and rarely shows up, I turned over and got off the horse and wanted to buy a pack of spices to bring it back

Which girl do you like?

The spices are usually bought by the lover and given to the person he likes. When I saw me stopping and choosing, no wonder she would ask this question, don't talk nonsense, I bought them for my mother

Although in the eyes of tribes, my mother is indeed my woman, I dare not think so in front of Yunxiang. If she goes back and tells her mother about my fault, it will be a disaster.

However, the foreign merchants were completely unstoppable. I will tell you that I am a high-quality spice shipped from the East China Sea thousands of miles away. I bought it and gave it to my lover, so I can give it to her to be satisfied with it... Sure enough, I am another person who doesn't know my identity.

They are outsiders, so it’s normal for me not to know me, so I didn’t care about it, so I carefully selected and bought a few packs of spices my mother liked.

My mother's tent is spacious and gorgeous, with many pendants decorated with the outside, and the items inside are all based on the Central Plains style. It can be seen that my father put some effort into pleasing her.

Pushing open the door of the dome tent, I was the only one who went in. Yunxiang was a considerate and sensible maid. If her mother didn't give instructions, she rarely went into her mother's boudoir.

After entering the tent door, passing through the curtain, I entered my mother's bedroom

But unexpectedly, as soon as I came in, I saw my mother wearing a bath towel walking out from behind the screen. The beauty came out of the bath. The misty water on her body emitted from time to time, smelling fragrant.

She had just finished taking a shower and a silk bath towel was covered with her body, but she couldn't hide her good figure as if she was slim.

The bath towel was properly cut and slim, just covering my mother's skin with coagulated skin, leaving only a piece of soft snow-like neck exposed

Maybe my mother was tired from going out and remembered to take a shower. Including the time she asked Yunxiang to call me, I was thinking that if I came back soon, wouldn’t she see her taking a shower?

The old son should avoid his mother, but the habits of the grassland are not as particular as those of the Central Plains. When I was a child, my mother was taking care of me by herself because she was a child, and of course she also included taking a bath for me. However, at that time, she dressed very tightly every time. It was the first time I saw her beauty go out to bathe like this. My mother was a person who obeyed etiquette. I guess she forgot that I would come in.

After I was ten years old, she has stopped bathing me. Speaking of which, I really miss my mother's gentle little hands...

My mother's figure is exquisite and protruding. After bathing, she showed her face with spring breeze, full of timid rain and shy clouds. She walked past me, and even the air had her body fragrance. She was really like a bud in bud, with the fragrance of flowers everywhere. Of course, the most attractive thing is that she looked back and smiled, and the charm surrounded her eyebrows, which was the easiest to make people intoxicated.

My mother is a great beauty. Not only is she praised as the most beautiful god on the grassland, but she is also a unique beauty even in China thousands of miles away.

A woman who can compare with her beauty, I heard that for hundreds of years there is only one woman named Xi Shi who can compare with her...

There are also rumors that when she entered the Han Palace, she was not beautiful because she refused to bribe the palace painter, so she was not selected into the emperor's harem. However, when her mother showed her true face, the Han Dynasty emperor was very sorry and even killed the painter...

Of course, these rumors about my mother were all heard from businessmen from the south

She closed her hair, walked gently by my side in lotus steps, and then sat gracefully in front of the dressing table

My mother's dressing table is simple and elegant, and the desktop is made of golden nanmu

Next to the dressing table is her desk, with some ancient books, parchment paper and pens and inkstones on the desk above, and on the right is a tea tray and tree gall purple clay pot. Finally, right in front of the desk is a red silk embroidered pendant embroidered with auspicious dragon and phoenix, and a big "官" word falls on it...

My mother has a nice name Wang Qiang

The girl is very good at being a girl. My mother's name is very suitable for her quiet image, but my mother actually has a nice nickname, Haoyue. Of course, not many people know her name, so this was told by Aunt Yunxiang in private.

My mother sat down and started to dress up

The sun has set outside, and the room has gradually become dusk. Fortunately, several maids have already used the lights. I rarely see her dressing up at night. I can't help but watch my mother put on makeup curiously. But who made her a beautiful woman? I think it's not without reason.

Come here,

Zuo Xian Wang Gutu is my title, and Yi Ziya is my real name. Of course, only people who are as close to my mother will call me this.

My mother is a gentle and quiet woman. Although she doesn't say much, her voice is soft but very nice. After saying that, she handed me a comb

After taking a shower, her hair was scattered, with black black hair hanging from the back of her head and reaching her waist. She reached out to take the wooden comb handed to her mother. I knew she wanted me to comb her hair.

The Hun women are broad-minded and fat, and their mothers are unwilling to call them, while her maid Yunxiang is a wild person and doesn't like to stay in the boudoir with her.

So I am the only one who can communicate with her. Her blood flows through my body and is deeply influenced and taught by my mother. In fact, in the desert, only I can communicate with her. My mother and I have a good relationship, but it is rare to see intimate things like her asking me to comb her hair.

My mother's hair is dark and soft, and it also emits her unique hair fragrance when touched in her hands. I have loved to tick my mother's hair since I was a child. Her long hair is slim, and it feels very comfortable to rub it in my hands.

My mother was a head lower than me and sat on a mahogany chair. Her head was just level with my chest.

I stood behind her and occasionally lowered my head when I helped her with her hair. Wherever I looked, my eyes were covered with snow.

Her silk bath towel was not tightly closed. After some movement, the bath towel on her chest was slightly separated, and her eyes passed over her mother's neck. The snow-white scenery on her chest was seen in my eyes. My mother's big breasts were round and full, and her upper body was raised by her chest. A trembling mountain peak was bulging. There was a deep cleavage between the pair of snow breasts. My mother's breasts were beautiful, and I couldn't take my eyes off the ground.

My son?

Following the deep snow-white groove on my mother's chest, my eyes were about to circumvent the two buds, but the front of her bath towel was not big, I could only imagine the color of the buds based on the shape. As I thought about it, my head was gradually rising below, and even the movements on my hands slowed down.

My mother didn't hear my answer, and then turned her face.

Ah, mom... She discovered her ugly appearance and was in a hurry. I even shouted a few babbling words

"Guangya? Shiqian" mentioned that mother, mother is also

This is a book she asked me to read when I was a kid, so if it were only two of us, she would prefer me to call her 'mom' rather than mother

My mother turned her face and found that I stared at her chest blankly. She seemed to realize something, so she quickly stretched out her hands to cover her chest, but she didn't say anything.

But I am her child. I stared at her breasts like this, and her delicate face still turned red with embarrassment.

My, it's time to have supper, I'm going to change my mother's clothes, you go out first. My mother took back her head and stopped asking me to fiddle with her hair, but gently tied her hair up and tied it up.

Well, in front of my mother, I was a rare loss of composure. I put down the wooden comb in my hand and left the door curtain.

After retreating to the screen, my mother had begun to slowly untidy her clothes gracefully. Through the hanging curtains and screens, I certainly couldn't see her body, but I could see her flying and exposed white arms and calves. On the hanging curtains, the green beads were still shaking. My mother subconsciously raised her head and looked out. Seeing that I was looking at her from afar, she couldn't help but handed her a reproachful look.

My mother rarely scolded me. Her eyes made me feel a little uneasy at this moment. I was afraid that my mother would be angry, so I quickly turned around.

Taking advantage of the break between her dressing, I thought of pouring the spices I bought into the incense burner and burning the incense to calm down. Like my mother, I like this quiet and elegant atmosphere very much.

When the fragrance filled the tent, the maids had already brought supper and then their mother walked out from behind the curtain.

My mother changed her clothes, and she had no makeup on her body except for a satin blue shirt and a jade hairpin on her bun.

However, my mother is naturally beautiful, and even with such a simple dress, she can't hide her national beauty.

I saw my mother's eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth, and her walking was dignified and elegant, without any pretentiousness.

The beauty of a mother is all-round. It is no exaggeration for people to describe her as a sinking fish and falling geese. Even if she is her own mother, I will be amazed.