Prince Needs to be Tamed

It was unknown how much he had twisted the definition of 'goddess' in Mo Rufeng's mind. Lu JinNian sat up from the soft couch and stretched his back. Hearing the sounds of weapons dancing in the yard, he was astonished, "Grandfather didn't go to Duke Yi's Mansion today?"

"Old General Lu originally planned to go, but after hearing that the Huns had entered Liang Jing City, he came back to play with Muqi."

"It's also a good thing for Muqi to train with grandpa." Lu JinNian nodded, "Since the Huns have entered the capital, it means that Yan Ze is back. Let's go take a look at our meritorious officials."

A look of joy appeared on her warm face, only to see Lu Jinniang take out a man's outfit. She immediately became dispirited.

Lu JinNian laughed when he saw this, "Yitian is Miss Lu's maid, so he can't appear by Chu Qingxian's side. If you learn concealment techniques well, you can stay in the shadows like Yi-han, who told you to be so good at Qing Gong. "Don't worry, I won't let you see me in the open. I'll just hide in the dark, don't be impatient."

Yiyou curled his lips, "I'm not in a hurry. I'm curious about whether that guy, Yan Ze, has turned into a bad old man with a stubble on his beard while being exposed to the sun and wind."

Lu JinNian, "..."

Her subordinate was not being frank, so how could she, as his master, tie him up? Urgent, online, etc.

After changing into men's attire, Lu JinNian had Yi Han cover his face and follow him in the dark, running outside.

The Huns occupied the prairie, bordered by a large area of the lands of Richie and Mingxuan, and lived mainly as nomads.

The prairie was not suitable for growing food crops, so every winter, when there were few prey, they would try to get food from the cities of Richie and Mingxuan.

Thus, every year, he would have to engage in a few battles to test the enemy's military prowess. This was so that he could launch a surprise attack when he needed food. One strike at a time.

Since the great defeat of the Huns in the Ming Xuan Country four years ago, it was too annoying to watch the Huns fighting a few battles every year, so the Ming Xuan Country opened up a trading channel and conducted fair and equitable trading, exchanging what they had for what they needed at the same price, without having to fight and bleed for food.

In fact, commercial roads had already existed for a long time. On the west side of the prairie was the Western Region. Along the way, there were many large and small countries that were flourishing and flourishing.

Occasionally, there would also be merchants from the Western Regions doing business in the Central Plains. However, there was a Hun in the middle of them.

Although the merchants of the Western Regions were not forbidden to travel to different places in the Central Plains, few of them dared to directly contact them. After all, once they were discovered they could be accused of colluding with the enemy and betraying the country.

Placing the business road on the surface, Lu JinNian seized this opportunity three years ago, and let his subordinates, Yan Ze, contact the merchants of the Huns and the Western Regions, begin their business dealings with them.

After all, the Ming Xuan Country did not lack anything. However, it was still a rare commodity like the foreign products of the 21st century, such as glass, glazed glass, crystal agate and so on. It would only make money when doing business with the other countries in the Western Regions.

And for the people of Ming Xuan, their protection was too good. Even though the border with the Huns was often disturbed, other than the soldiers at the border, the citizens were rarely affected.

Curiosity was far greater than vigilance when he saw the Huns and the novelty they had brought. Plus, the Huns were too easy to get along with, even though they were not low-key, but compared to the arrogant emissaries of the country.

The Huns looked excited as they stood on either side of the street through which the Huns had passed.

Along the way, the Huns in bright gauze dresses danced and spun, the Huns in wide sleeves with their horses, their skin a healthy wheat-colored, their noses straight, the men of the Central Plains without the wild and insolent beauty.

Even their horses were well-muscled and strong.

Some of the girls who were watching along the way even took out flowers and threw them at the Huns to show their welcome.

Lu JinNian waved his fan as he looked at the packed crowd. He decisively went into a teahouse and barely found a room on the second floor near the window. He looked down at the bustling street scene from above.

There were too many onlookers. Along the way, the Huns were packed with people from both the teahouse and the tavern. Lu JinNian still needed to get a room, but either because she ran fast with her lightness skills or because she paid early.

As the saying goes, having fast hands means having slow hands. As soon as Lu JinNian sat down, before the chairs had even warmed up, a waiter from the teahouse came over with a face full of smiles, "Young master, there really aren't any other rooms in the store. I wonder if young master is willing to fight with someone else?"

Before Lu JinNian could reply, he heard the person behind the waiter say arrogantly, "Isn't it just one person? This young master is willing to give him face and let him stay together with us. It's already good enough that we didn't directly throw him out. He dares disapprove!"

This voice sounded very familiar. Lu JinNian smiled and pointed at the waiter, telling him to stand to the side, "Let them in."

However, just as they stepped into the room, they were thrown out the door with a "Bang!" and a "Ouch!" sound could be heard.

As if nothing had happened, Lu JinNian leisurely poured himself a cup of tea and cast a sidelong glance at the fallen man, "Who threw who out exactly?"

The few people on the ground slowly got up. They patted the dirt on their butts. Seeing Lu JinNian's eyes, they were extremely unconvinced and helpless. If they could fight, how could they possibly know martial arts?

Lu JinNian shook his head in amusement. These people were the same popinjays who tried to persuade Xiao Su to drink the other day, the one who shouted that he would throw her out. It was Kong Lian who fought over the wine with her.

Instead of rushing in front like Kong Lian, he stuck his head out and looked at Lu JinNian. Lu JinNian also followed his gaze and raised his eyebrows, "So it's Brother Yin. Since Brother Lin Mu wants to go into the house, how could I dare not do it? Come on in."

Shen Yin Li hesitated for a moment before walking in. The foppish young lad who had been knocked down had his eyes glued to the door as he stared at Shen Yin.

One step two steps, very safe?

Pulling up a stool and sitting down?

This person actually brought a cup of tea for Shen Yin to drink?

Kong Lian was unconvinced. "On what basis should we be beaten up the moment we enter, Shen Yin will not be needed!"

Lu Jinnian shrugged his shoulders. Don't you know that you're asking for a beating …

In the end, they were still in Liang Jing City. Even if these popinjays had grown up, they would still have some face. If they were to look up, they would not even be able to see them.

Lu JinNian did not want to make things awkward. He just needed to tease him a little so that he would be able to vent his anger. With a smile, he glanced over and said softly, "Second brother, there are too many people in the room. Please bring in a few more stools."

The waiter was stunned for a moment before reacting and hurriedly went out to move the chairs.