"Great Elder..." Seeing that the Great Elder was back, Subdelkin quickly stepped forward to greet him, bowed and saluted, and then took a peek at the Great Elder's face, "... Chanyu, what do you mean? Shanyu means
What?"
The great elder did not answer immediately. Instead, he swayed and sat down on the wolf-skin mattress. He then took the hot mare's milk sent by the attendant. After drinking it slowly, he glanced at Xu Bu sideways.
Delkin lowered his eyelids and said slowly: "What do you mean? Shanyu said... He will think about it..."
"Consider?" Subdelkin's eyes widened and he said with some hesitation, "Does this mean... consider... or not consider it?"
The elder was bored for a long time and didn't say a word. He just lowered his eyelids, as if he was about to fall asleep, and almost started to snore.
Subdelkin couldn't sit still. He twisted his buttocks on the left side and the right side too. He twisted his buttocks even more. Suddenly he seemed to be unable to hold back and let out a fart. There was a loud "pop" sound in the silent tent.
The elder immediately didn't care about pretending to be asleep. He raised his eyelids and kicked his triangular eyes.
"Ah, uncle, my dear uncle..." Subdelgin quickly put on a smile, waved the sleeves of his leather robe and fanned left and right, as if this could dispel the stench, and then moved forward,
"Uncle, if you really need to give me some accurate information, otherwise... my nephew and I will all be doomed!"
Subdelkin hurriedly came to Yinshan, but he was really not just to be satisfied with hearing a word of what he had considered. He was really anxious to deal with this matter for his own tribe in Gaonu.
It’s a given, otherwise you’ll never have peace of mind.
The Huns are no longer as powerful as they were two or three hundred years ago.
When the Huns were huge, if they wanted to eat salt, they would go to the East China Sea and play with the women of Dongwuhuan, and ask the people of Dongwuhuan to pay tribute to them.
A woman from the Yuezhi, let the people of the Yuezhi offer tribute fish...
In such days, although there are no special written texts, they are passed down orally from generation to generation, which is indeed enviable and makes Subdelgin look forward to it. But now, seeing people from his tribe being raped by others
How could Subdelkin be able to endure the fact that the women of his tribe would be played with by others, and how could he return on his way back with vague and ambiguous so-called "considerations"?
"Uncle! Great Elder!" Subdelgin said, "You... just for the sake of my mother... give your nephew a little help... and give me the correct message..."
The corner of the great elder's mouth twitched, and then he seemed to be defeated by Subdelkin's gaze, and said slowly: "Chanyu... is hesitating..."
"What? The Chanyu still wants to atone for his sins with the Han people?" Subdelkin muttered dissatisfiedly, "Is he the Chanyu of our Huns or an official of the Han people? Why don't he use his own people to atone for his sins?
!”
"Damn it! Is this allowed to be said?" The great elder glared.
"Yes...yes..." Subdier replied nonchalantly, and then murmured in a low voice, which was low enough for the great elder to hear, "Chanyu has already done this, and he still won't let me
Did someone say that?”
The political system of the Xiongnu determines that the status of the Chanyu is not as high as that of the emperor of the farming nation. What's more, even for the Han people of the farming nation, sometimes there will be times when the emperor is weak and is rubbed around and played with, such as before.
Liu Xie, let alone the Southern Xiongnu Chanyu who was no longer strong.
The great elder glanced at Subdelgin and sighed slightly.
The Xiongnu's bloody nature seems to be getting less and less.
If he was a child, would he still need to consider such a thing? Would he only complain verbally about such a thing? He would have spoken with a knife long ago!
And now...
Subdelgin continued to murmur in a low voice: "If only...it would be better if there were no atonement..."
"Huh?" The great elder straightened his lazily sitting posture, turned to look at Subdelgin and said, "What did you say? Say it again?"
Subdelkin was a little flustered and waved his hands quickly and said: "No, no, what did I say?"
Under the turbid eyes of the great elder, the hidden voice of contempt became thicker, but he suppressed it under Lada's lower eyelids, "Yes, you just said that the people of Changsheng are like this now.
Are you timid?"
"..." Subdelgin stared at the great elder with a sullen face, and the great elder also stared at him calmly.
After a while, Subdelkin said slowly: "Yes, I said it, I said it...if there is no one to atone for sin, then there is no such thing as atonement!"
"Bold!" The great elder shouted, but his voice was unexpectedly soft. It didn't seem to be surprise or fear, but mixed with some other emotions. Even the guards outside the big tent
No one seemed alarmed.
"Uncle...I'm serious..." Subdelgin seemed to be brave enough and continued, "Look at us Huns now, who are we? Even that bullshit Qiang people bullied us to the extreme! And the Han people,
In the past, the Han people were nothing, just like dogs! But now, what kind of atonement? Do you need to atone for beating the Han people? If you really say that, doesn't it mean that King Moton also has to atone for his sins? What the hell!"
The great elder was quiet and didn't say anything. After listening to Subdelgin's complaint, he suddenly smiled, revealing his incomplete yellow and black teeth, "That's right."
"Ah?" Subdelgin was stunned for a moment before he reacted, "So, the great elder supports me?"
"Why are you supporting you?" The great elder smiled and seemed to be in a good mood.
Subdelkin said: "Support killing the source of atonement!"
"Oh?" The great elder chuckled, "That's right. You want to kill General Zhengxi? Are you very brave..."
"Uh..." Subdelgin grinned an ugly and embarrassing smile and said, "Uncle, you really love to joke..."
The Great Elder smiled, but his smile was cold, "...I never like to joke..."
"No, no..." Subdelgin waved his hands and said, "I mean, I mean... I mean, if we kill Huchuquan... if we kill Huchuquan, nothing will happen." …”
"Idiot!" The great elder pulled his face and shouted in a deep voice, "I thought you had some courage, but I didn't expect you to be a waste! Kill Huchuquan, you can still think of it! Kill Huchuquan, Okay, even if you don't have to atone, the Han people won't have any objections, and then what?! You killed Shan Yu's younger brother! Do you think Shan Yu won't take it to heart? He won't have any thoughts about you? You idiot! Even the wild dogs outside are smarter than you!"
As early as when Yu Fuluo asked the great elder for advice, the great elder had already thought about this matter clearly. If the great elder also supported Yu Fuluo's execution of Hu Chuquan, although Yu Fuluo may not be willing to do so, Yu Fuluo also You may not dare to point the finger at General Zhengxi, who is currently gaining momentum, so where will your pent-up anger go in the end? Of course it will be the people who previously agreed to execute Hu Chuquan!
Subdelkin was stunned by the scolding. He stared for a long time before he realized that yes, the great elder was right! He originally thought of just killing Huchuquan, who had now fallen. After all, Huchuquan was now a soft man. Anyone can pinch a persimmon without any power, but when the great elder said this, Subdelgin suddenly remembered that this soft persimmon was still Shanyu's biological brother.
Although Shanyu Yufuluo doesn't seem to like his younger brother Huchuquan that much, living and dying are completely different things. When you are alive, you can only see the bad things about people, but after death I will only think about the good things about people every day!
If we kill Huchuquan now, there is a high probability that Fu Luo will hold his nose and admit it, but what happens after that?
Who can say that Yu Fuluo will not find an opportunity to settle old scores in the future?
Even the Changshengtian cannot guarantee this!
"..." Subdelkin was also a little stupid, "Then, then... what should I do now?" Subdelkin really didn't think that much.
The elder touched the wolf skin mattress under his buttocks, stroking the tough yet silky wolf fur, and suddenly said in a somewhat nonchalant manner: "...Do you know where this piece of skin comes from?"
"Huh?" Subdelkin was completely confused, but he replied subconsciously, "This? Isn't this the skin of the first wolf that your uncle killed on the grassland two years ago?"
"Yes, it's the skin of a wolf..." The elder stroked the black and shiny wolf skin, and it seemed that he could still see the strength and fitness of the wolf when he was alive. "The wolf... a group of wolves..." Wolves, it all depends on the leader. If he leads well, he will have meat to eat. If he leads poorly..."
The great elder touched the wolf-skin mattress and fell silent.
Subdelkin first frowned and tilted his head. After pondering for a while, he suddenly straightened his back, widened his eyes, and stared at the great elder. He even stuttered a little when he said something:
...Great...Great Elder, you...you mean..."
"I'm old...look at my teeth..." The elder grinned, exposing his yellow and black gums. "In the past few years, I could still chew two mouthfuls of meat, but now...it's meat
He’s chewing on me...hehe, hehe..."
People in the Han Dynasty did not have toothpaste.
There are some descendants of the gentry who have inherited the knowledge, and they understand to some extent the principle of "when the chicken first crows, salty water will wash away the cough", but it is basically just rinsing the mouth, adding some green salt if possible, and even chewing wicker sticks was done in the Tang Dynasty.
It emerged during the Han Dynasty. As for toothbrushes, they only appeared during the Yuan Dynasty. Therefore, unhealthy oral health is now the most common problem among people in the Han Dynasty.
Including nomads.
In addition, nomads eat a lot of meat, and meat shreds are more likely to get stuck between their teeth, so it is common for teeth to break when they are in their forties or fifties.
Subdelkin blinked, seeming a little confused, but also seemed to understand a little, hesitantly said: "Then... Great Elder, uncle, what do you mean..."
"What I mean..." The great elder stared at Subdelkin, his eyes burning like will-o'-the-wisps in hell, "I mean to see what you mean..."
"..." Subdelkin suddenly fell silent, as if the air pressure in the tent suddenly dropped a lot, and his breathing gradually became a little faster.
"..." The great elder was also silent. He opened half of his eyelids to take a look, then lowered them again to cover his eyeballs. He didn't know what color the eyeballs under his eyelids were.
"I don't know...I...give me some time...I, I want to think about it again..." After a while, Subdelkin said in a hoarse voice. It seemed that in this short period of time, he had already
It's like a lot of dehydration.
The great elder smiled noncommittally, with deep wrinkles, nodded and said: "I have to think about it carefully. Don't worry, I am already so old anyway... I am the same whether I have it or not, don't worry..."
Subdelkin held his head. He did not expect that things would progress to this extent, but these changes seemed to be reasonable. The great elder had a high reputation among the clan. If he had the support of the great elder, the Sub family could re-register.
Shanyu's position is not impossible.
After Qiangqu's death, wasn't it Xub who became the Chanyu?
Can it be done?
Do you dare to do it?
Subdelgin only felt his heart beating faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his throat, making him almost unable to calm down, "Okay! Do it! Just follow the rules on the grassland, the alpha wolf... the alpha wolf,
Of course you have to be strong to do it!"
The great elder smiled slightly, as if encouraging Subdelkin, and said: "Okay, if you have this intention, I will naturally support it... don't worry..." Then his voice gradually lowered, as if he was in the cold spring.
The wind was blowing against the ground, picking up the floating soil, which was charming to the eyes.
After a while, Subdelgin walked out of the big tent. Although his steps were a little floaty, as if he had drunk a lot of kumiss, his face was red, but his expression was very excited. He finally suppressed it and asked the great elder deeply.
After giving a deep salute, he left with his guards.
The great elder smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to exude a friendly color under the sunlight. But after Subdelgin disappeared, the corners of his mouth slowly fell, and the darkness between the wrinkles became deeper and deeper.
, not even the afternoon sun can shine through.
"Let Luo Ertai come..." The great elder ordered lightly, then turned around and entered the big tent.
Luo Ertai was the son of the great elder. He was the son that the great elder saw being born and raised with his own hands.
Subdelkin is nothing!
That promiscuous woman has had sex with who knows how many people. Whose son is Subdelkin? Changshengtian may not know!
Are you still thinking of using this relationship to threaten me?
The great elder sat on the wolf-skin mat and sneered, "That's right. Although I am old, my son is still in his prime!"
