On the other side of the suspension bridge, there were two great men guarding both sides, which should be the other two of the Eight Majesties of the Divine Arrows. These eight people can be regarded as Zhao Min's personal guards, and King Ruyang came from the Mongolian Yuan army to escort his daughter, who was so precious.

After walking through the gate with Luo Zhenzhen, he finally saw the main house of the manor. It was not very magnificent, but a fresh atmosphere of Jiangnan revealed from the details of the corners. It was not like the residence of the royal family, but like the Wenhua House with hundreds of years of heritage.

The person who was led by the Eight Majesties of the Divine Arrows was introduced into the main hall. The plaque of the [Green Willow Villa] hanging high above the hall. The middle hall is a picture of Zhao Mengfu's Eight Horses, both in shape and spirit, and has extraordinary character. Before the Eight Horses, there was a man wearing a light blue dress and facing away from Long Tian and others, as if he was enjoying the painting. Although he didn't know his face, he could tell from the silk and jade on his body that he was not ordinary at a glance.

"I have been away from home, but I have not welcomed you. I am rude and rude. I hope Mr. Long, oh, Lord Long Manor Hai Huai."

The man turned around and gently shook the white jade folding fan in his hand, which was extremely romantic. His eyebrows were picturesque and his cheeks were filled with affection. Even Luo Zhenzhen could see something strange at a glance.

Looking at that pretty face, Luo Zhenzhen blurted out his words of praise: "What a handsome girl..."

"Two distinguished guests, let's sit first. Zhao Yi was injured, it's all your business." The girl in men's clothing ignored Luo Zhenzhen's praise and asked them to sit down first, and then said: "This sister has a good attitude, but she is too direct? Since I show people men's clothing, I don't want to be said to be beautiful or not. So what if I'm not pretty? Could it be that a woman has to rely on her face to make a living?"

The men's clothing girl said a little heavy, but Luo Zhenzhen seemed to be unaware of it at all. She even smiled and said, "Good girl, she is indeed not comparable to ordinary women. If all women in the world had the same demeanor as you and had a peaceful age, of course, they could eat and wear well without relying on their faces. But where can the world be able to do this? Even if I hadn't relied on something, I would have died a few years ago..."

Speaking of this, Luo Zhenzhen seemed to remember her family who died under Shen Qianyu's hands, and a little sadness rose from the bottom of her heart. Long Tian held her hand at the right time and patted her gently.

"Sister Luo is talking about the matter of Chen Qianhu?" The girl in men seemed to know everything and said bluntly: "It's thanks to the owner of Long Manor who gave him a good way to die. If (bdef) falls into my hands, it will be difficult for him to die. Not only does she escape from the army, but she also kills innocent people indiscriminately. It is really unforgivable."

Luo Zhenzhen blinked. She was not a fool. She knew from the girl's tone that the other party's identity was extraordinary. Although she had not known any information from Long Tian, ​​the girl could easily tell her identity and the matter between Chen Qianyu, and thus she could know how powerful the energy was.

"But no one can think of this kind of thing. But apart from these, does Sister Luo think that the world is not a peaceful year?" After the men's clothing girl said that, she seemed to think of it and introduced herself: "My name is Zhao Min. Sister Luo, you can call me your name. What does Sister Luo think? Just talk about it casually."

"this……"

Although Luo Zhenzhen knew that the world is not peaceful now, if it was put into practice, she didn't know what to say for a moment. She lived with her family far away from the crowd since she was a child, and was imprisoned by Chen Qianyu for eight years. When it comes to social life, she only spent the few days alone with Long Tian, ​​but she couldn't talk too much.

"Peace year? Haha..." Long Tian saw Luo Zhenzhen hesitating and smiled, "If you don't talk about the old things decades ago, how can you talk about peace today? There are four people in a country with conflicts and filth. How can you talk about peace?"

What Long Tian said was the relevant policies of the Mongol Yuan. In the Mongolian court, the people in the world were divided into four levels. The first level was the Mongols; the second level was the high nose and deep mind; the third level was the Han people, and the fourth level was the Southern people - the so-called Southern people were actually the subjects under the rule of the Southern Song Dynasty who were finally conquered.

Although this division is not clearly stipulated in the article, it is reflected everywhere.

Just like in law, if the Mongols killed the Han people, they only needed to punish thirty or forty rods, and the Han people killed the Mongolians and were killed without mercy. There was also a ridiculous rule that the Mongols could beat the Han people at will, and the Southerners did not allow the Han people to fight back.

Countless Mongolians and Semu nobles used various privileges to oppress the Han people, making the entire territory under the jurisdiction of the Mongolian Yuan have become increasingly resentful. Now that the Mongolian Yuan has occupied the world for only more than ninety years, it has become a bit of a weaker day and a mountain.

"I thought the owner of Long Manor would have other high opinions, but I didn't expect that it was such an ordinary idea." Zhao Min shook her head gently, with a folding white jade fan in her hand, and gently hit the palm of her left hand: "The Dayuan was established by the Mongols, but the Han people in the world were the Han people. If there were no means to be prepared, how could the world sit? If you really let go of everything, with the literary talent of the Han people, how could there be any room for other people in the court? This is really a matter of having to do it."

"Have to do it? It's a big joke!"

Long Tian circled Zhao Min with his eyes a few times, which made Zhao Min, who was bold and straightforward, frowned and said, "Dare you ask Miss Zhao, are you Mongolian or Han?"

"I? I am a Mongolian."

Long Tian smiled and said, "But I look at Miss Zhao, but her appearance and behavior are no different from ordinary Han women. Appreciating paintings and playing with fans is not what the Mongolians do? Mongolia has only been in power for a hundred years, and now even the emperor is no different from the Han people. I write poems, paintings, inscriptions and reading books. What is the difference between the Han people and the Mongolians? But the Mongolian Yuan deliberately distinguished the Han people, and was not allowed to be an official, and the people were humiliated and complained. Over time, how can the world be peaceful?"

Zhao Min wanted to refute before, but when she heard this, there was a different divine light in her eyes. She spread her folding fan and slapped her for a few hurried times. After thinking about it, she stood up and clasped her fists at Long Tian and said, "What the Lord of Long Manor said makes Zhao Min extremely enlightening. The emperor is already like this, and she still cares about the difference between the Mongols and the Han people? Only by using the talents of the Han people for my use can the world be difficult forever!"

"Uncle Emperor?"

Luo Zhenzhen, who was beside him, heard it clearly and exclaimed in surprise.

Long Tian pulled her hand and signaled calmly: "Oh, I forgot to tell you. This is Princess Shaomin, the daughter of King Ruyang, who was personally conferred the title of Emperor Mengyuan."
Chapter completed!