In the eyes of the people in the capital, the barbarians wore strange clothes.

It was already summer and the weather was getting hot, but they were still wearing clothes with fur on them.

The main thing was that in the eyes of the pampered ladies like Princess Changning, the furs looked as if they had never been washed and were dirty. The little bit of fur on each person's body seemed to be stained with some unknown stains.

Their hair was braided into small braids and they wore fur headdresses that looked like hats but not quite. Their hair also looked a little greasy.

When these people approached, Princess Changning already smelled a strong odor.

I don’t know if it’s the smell of their clothes or their body odor.

Anyway, it was really unbearable for Princess Changning.

She immediately took a few steps back.

Although she was a little scared and really wanted to leave, Princess Changning felt that she could not show weakness in front of these people.

Besides, this is the capital city, and these barbarians are foreign guests. Why should she, a princess, be afraid of them?

So she asked coldly, "Did you guys smash the wine jug?"

The leader of the other side was an envoy named Buhanda, who had deep eyes, a high nose, and looked very rough.

Princess Changning took a look at his size, then looked at his hands. His hands were so big that her neck was probably not big enough for him to pinch with one hand.

Feng Lele and the others retreated behind Princess Changning.

"Princess, don't be afraid of them!" Feng Lele said in a low voice.

Buhanda burst into laughter, showing no awareness of having done anything wrong, and his apology was insincere.

"We didn't expect it to hit right in front of the princess! Hahaha, but isn't this what you people in the capital often call fate?"

The men around him also echoed.

"That's right, it's fate."

"Why didn't we smash it earlier or later, but just at this time?"

"Perhaps it was the guidance of the high priest who helped us connect. The princess just passed by and I felt it a little bit."

Buhanda said this and took two steps forward, approaching Princess Changning.

"Stop, don't go any further!" Princess Changning shouted, her face a little red with anger.

Buhanda felt itchy when he saw her like this.

He really likes Princess Changning, who is delicate and a little willful. She is obviously afraid in her heart, but still wants to maintain her dignity as a princess.

What he wanted most was to see a little girl like this crying and screaming in panic beneath him.

However, they can just tease each other for a bit, as their purpose of coming to the capital is to ask for a royal daughter to marry the high priest.

The high priest said that this matter should be the priority first and everything else should be put aside for the time being.

Therefore, although they did a lot of small actions in the capital, they were all done in secret.

And if there is a royal girl they like, they can only tease her, but they still have to rely on the high priest.

Buhanda had known for a long time that the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not want to marry off his princess at all. If he really agreed to their request in the end, he would probably only send a county princess to marry.

The high priest had already prepared a response to this matter.

Before they set out, the high priest told them that if the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty was unwilling to marry off the princess, then among the noble ladies they were willing to give away, they had to choose one who had at least one part of Zhou blood.

This Princess Changning is actually somewhat of a relative.

Therefore, Princess Changning is also one of the candidates on their tentative list.

Now teasing Princess Changning is just a bit of his bad taste.

But when Princess Changning heard what he said and his actions, she thought he really liked her and wanted to tease her.

"Be bold!"

The maidservant beside Princess Changning also mustered up the courage to shout.

"Our princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, how can you dream of it?"

"We are delusional? We dare not. Aren't we here to apologize to the princess?"

Buhanda was not angry at all and laughed again, but the look he gave Princess Changning made her feel a little uneasy.

"Princess, to express our apologies, why don't you go upstairs? We will treat you and the ladies to a drink, and describe to you the special scenery of our barbarian tribe. Perhaps you will have the opportunity to visit us."

"Who wants to visit such a barbaric tribe as yours?"

Feng Lele also shouted, "Your barbaric tribe may not even be civilized, and everything is dirty. What's there to see? We won't go!"

Buhanda's gaze moved to her face, and there was a hint of darkness in his eyes.

"Of course our place cannot compare to the extravagance and luxury of the capital, but it also has its own unique flavor. Maybe you will fall in love with it when you go there."

"Dream on! We will never go to the Barbarian Tribe! You'd better leave the capital as soon as possible. The air in the capital is stinking with you around!"

"Lele!"

Princess Changning turned her head and shouted in a low voice, looking at Feng Lele warningly.

Although she was not sensible, she at least knew that some things could not be said casually.

Now these barbarians are considered guests on normal diplomatic missions to the capital.

It's really rude to talk to them like that.

"That's it!"

Princess Changning turned to Buhanda and said, "I will not bother with you today, but you should be more careful next time. A wine jug falling down like this could kill someone!"

"let's go."

Princess Changning said this and left quickly.

Feng Lele didn't expect that she would give up like this, and quickly followed Princess Changning. However, after following her for a few steps, she turned back and silently spat at Buhanda and the others.

"Buhanda, that girl is so rude!"

Buhanda raised his hand to stop his companions and prevent them from chasing after him.

He stood there looking at the backs of Princess Changning and the others, the smile on his face no longer visible.

"Why rush? Let's talk about it tonight." He whispered.

After hearing what he said, the others exchanged glances, then revealed an ambiguous expression, turned around and went back into the restaurant.

On the street, a young man in blue clothes who was squatting behind a small stall slowly stood up, moved his legs which were a little sore from squatting, and sighed softly.

"This is really troublesome."

This small stall sells some handmade gadgets, including simple bamboo pen holders, wood-ground paperweights, small bamboo insects and the like.

The young man in blue was just looking at a bamboo pen holder.

The stall owner was a man in his sixties, with calluses and scars all over his hands.

These things were made by him himself.

"Young scholar, what's the trouble?" the old man asked the young man in blue.

The young man had been in Beijing for more than a year and had already become somewhat famous. Because he had once helped the old man and bought things from him, the old and the young man became familiar with each other.

The little scholar would come out for a walk when he was tired of studying, and would squat here and chat with him when he had time.

Today, they saw the little drama across the street.

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