Even if it's not about fame or fortune, Lin Wan still wants to accompany the emperor. Along the way, sitting in a soft sedan, she thinks about white tents, boundless green carpets, and handsome and sturdy young men from ethnic minorities.

  But autumn outings and traveling for pleasure are still different things.

  Lin Wan was originally not physically strong. After living in the luxurious palace for a long time, she ate and drank well every day, and even used rose petals and milk to bathe, which made her weak and sickly. When she got off the carriage, the cold wind from the north blew onto her face, giving her a chill that was hard to bear. Lin Wan almost choked on her saliva, then frowned and covered her chest, looking like a delicate beauty.

  The attendants and the original resident servants of the imperial hunting grounds all cheered long live. The three imperial consorts and a group of princesses, the principal consort of the prince stood together, and there were many people who coughed and shouted long live like Lin Yin, including men.

  This group of rice worms is quite arrogant and needs to be taught a lesson.

  Lin Yan took a deep breath before looking around. She found that the building in front of her was shining - ah, it really was a tent.

  I thought it was a palace.

  I'm so excited!

  I heard that inside the tent is a unique experience with people sitting on the floor and wrapped in blankets.

  But when Lin Wan walked into her own tent, she was blinded. Packaging, packaging, just now it was said that this tent looked so big, but inside it was a palace made of walls.

  Inside the huge tent, there are separate compartments, five rooms and two halls, no ambiguity. The incense burner burns mosquito-repelling incense, the floor is covered with felt carpets, and the four corners stand with dragon pillars, the bed is a magnificent purple sandalwood carving. Even the ceiling - all made of neat thousand-year-old wood plus glazed tiles, majestic and magnificent, on top of which is laid a layer of woolen blankets proclaiming "I am a tent".

  The aristocracy is indeed the aristocracy, even if they come to autumn training, it's impossible for them to really suffer and the extent of their training is very limited.

  From the wall pillars to the flower pots, everything is a replica of those in the imperial palace. Even the painting style is the same; Mount Li's landscape was built after the gardens south of the Yangtze River.

  So boring.

  Lin Yan's idea is purely a case of being idle and having nothing better to do. If she were to live in a real tent - with blankets on the ground as her bed, a small space with dim lighting, eating while sitting on the floor and feeling the cold air rising up, without doors made of Huang Yang wood that can't be closed properly allowing scorpions and spiders to crawl in... basically, she would collapse after just one day.

  There are still many things she hasn't thought of yet. The harsh weather outside is just talk, the wind and sand on the road blew out a layer of dust on her clothes, but when she arrived at the arena, the wind was much smaller, at least there was no more sand. The air wasn't so dry either, at least it wouldn't make her skin crack. Why is that? Because when this place was built, they specially chose a south-facing mountain, north-facing water, and a lush valley with fragrant flowers and fruits. Those who have been to Tibet know that in places with harsh weather, valleys are like small Jiangnan.

  ***

  The second day was spent in diplomatic formalities.

  It's just the opening ceremony of joint hunting with Mongolia.

  Mongolia now has eight tribes, and their eight kings all sit face to face with Tuoba Hong, but only the leader of the Balhu tribe is credible, and he is also the Khan king of the entire Mongolian tribe. The other seven have to listen to him - of course, because his tribe is the largest.

  What surprised Lin Wan was that the leader of the Baerhu tribe turned out to be a very young man, probably only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked lean and thin, not at all like the other seven tribal leaders who were robust and had thick beards. It had been ten years since they fought against the Xiongnu with Tuoba Hong, so that should have been his father.

  "This young Khan has a very innocent face!" Chu Tao, who was standing behind Lin Yuan, whispered to her: "I used to hear that the Mongolian king had a reputation for being a tyrant and enjoyed slaughtering people. It seems like it's just a rumor today."

  Lin Yantuo took a glance at the young king sitting in the center, who looked like a refined scholar. She wondered how someone so young could keep the other seven tribes under control. She smiled and said, "You're all just gossiping. This is the new king who ascended to the throne several years ago. It was actually his predecessor, the former Khan, who had a reputation for being ruthless. People must have misheard and attributed the former Khan's words to this one."

  Many Mongolian nobles arrived, with a grand and majestic scene on horseback, just like the Qin state. The only difference is that there are many more women from their side than from the Qin state, princesses, queens, and noblewomen can all ride horses and drink wine.

  The Mongolians were warm and sincere, the leader of the Balhu tribe, Yuan Lie, presented a hundred barrels of fine wine and mare's milk, and also gave away a hundred horses. In return, Tuoba Hong sent him silk and porcelain. The princes and nobles all had open-minded personalities, and the wrestling match didn't care about identity at all. A certain Mongolian guard who threw a prince to the ground was even promoted to be the head of the guards.

  At night, hand in hand, dancing around the bonfire, don't get too excited. Among them, a princess named Sichen from the Tasan tribe ran wildly to the front of Tuoba Hong's bonfire and wrapped her arms around a young man from Qin State: "Handsome warrior, would you take my heart home...?" The young man had never seen such a powerful woman before, his shoulder bones were almost crushed by her strength, he shook his body and fell to the ground but couldn't escape Sichen's embrace.

  Tashan Khan looked at his daughter and burst out laughing: "Great Suqin, the dowry is all ready for you, go chase after the one you love!"

  Tuoba Hong smiled and granted the marriage on the spot, praising the man: "The eldest grandson of Yang Laozaifu has finally made a name for himself. You must treat the princess well in the future!"

  Yang Mo was stunned, oh, it turned out to be the princess, okay, okay, even if she is ugly and has a strong aura, she can still be married... After exerting the advantages of the Central Plains people's good heart, he happily accepted the decree, then Princess Siqin picked him up with one hand and carried him back to the Mongolian tent.

  Everyone returned to their tents in the middle of the night. It's been a long time since everyone participated in Mongolia's Naadam Festival, and after being busy for a day, they were all still very happy.

  Siqin Princess is the young king, the main topic of discussion among the princes. They whispered to each other in twos and threes, not all princesses are as strange as Siqin, if they can get Mingyue Princess or several beautiful royal highnesses, it's a good deal.

  Tuoba Hong didn't have the heart to consider whether or not he should marry a Mongolian princess as his concubine.

  He didn't rest even in the dead of night, and had Xiao Ge Lao and several ministers discuss politics all night. At this time, Lin Wei, this concubine, was useful, she was responsible for personally cooking midnight snacks for the emperor, although not as good as the imperial chef, but the emperor liked her cooking.

  Lin Wan was so tired that her waist and back ached, she was about to fall asleep but still had to cook for him. Chu Xue accompanied him, yawning repeatedly.

  I don't know what the emperor has been busy with recently, but the friendship between Mongolia and Qin has always been solid. Now that they are led by the Balhu tribe, there is no internal strife, so what could be worth worrying about for Tuoba Hong? The situation within the borders of Qin is also stable, with a rich country and strong people, without floods or droughts.

  The next morning, the hunt officially began.

  The species of beasts in the arena are diverse and numerous, but their quality is not impressive.

  Wolves, tigers, bears and other fierce beasts are all in the high mountains and deep forests. People who work for the royal family diligently capture them alive from those places and raise them in enclosures, resulting in a density of wild animals far exceeding normal values. Otherwise, how can it be called an enclosure? If you really go hunting, bringing back one antelope per day is already a great achievement, where does "the emperor hunts X heads of bears and Y heads of sheep in one day" come from?

  Because of captivity, these beasts are no longer so wild - when the emperor is not hunting, the servants in the enclosure keep each animal separately in a cage, serving them well. Can all animals really run around in such a large enclosure? Before long, tigers will eat up all the antelopes, and after a few more days, tigers will fight for territory, fighting until only one tiger king is left, and natural law will give you a normal world.

  Then now Tuoba Hong and the Mongolian king led a large group of princes and nobles to go hunting.

  The attendants around rode horses, driving various beasts towards the nobles with their spears. The crowd was delighted to see wolves and foxes one after another, drawing bows and shooting arrows... Ah no, the young master actually hit it! The density of the beasts was high, and the one next to it fell down!

  ***

  In the rear camp, Lin Wan and Wen Pei were learning to ride horses.

  The queen sat elegantly in her luxurious golden canopy, adorned with phoenix tails, smiling as she listened to the two young daughters of King Bei Jing talk about their hunting adventures and discuss which royal prince was the most talented and martially skilled. She didn't need to go through the trouble of learning horseback riding to get close to the emperor, for she had ample opportunities to be with him throughout the autumn. Besides, it wasn't fashionable for the queen of Zhongyuan to ride horses; her only duty was to stand by the emperor's side and maintain appearances.

  Like the empress, Shen Yunrong was also idle. She didn't have it as easy as the empress - she couldn't be with the emperor openly and properly, nor could she learn from Lin Wan and others like her. The emperor favored Lin Shi and Xu Shi, giving each of them a small horse to play with, but forgot about himself.

  However, Shen's task in the palace was to take care of the Crown Prince, not to serve the Emperor. Unlike Lin Yu and others, she should focus on her son and it would be inappropriate for her to indulge in leisure activities.

  Shen Yunrong let out a sigh and flung her hand out of the tent. She beckoned to a small figure in the distance, who handed his polo mallet to an attendant and rode over on a short red horse, dismounting with a smile to say: "Mother, Master says my riding skills are quite good..."

  Shen's expression turned unpleasant as he cut him off, "Your father's troops have already entered the depths of the forest, what use is there in you following a group of young county princes to play horse polo?! Why aren't you following by your father's side?!"

  Tuoba Yan opened his innocent big eyes: "I ride slowly, archery is just learned, and I can't keep up with the hunting target... it will drag down Father Emperor..."

  "No matter what, you have to let go of the past!" Shen said unequivocally.

  Tuoba Yan let out a sigh.

  Shen's heart was somewhat annoyed, and Yanyan was just an ordinary child who wasn't particularly outstanding or bad. The Emperor had always been lukewarm towards the mother-daughter pair, even after granting Yanyan the title of Princess Zhao, he didn't show much concern or guidance.