Su Wen still knew something about Rouran's political structure.
King Rouran was called the Great Chanyu, and each of his sons was called the Little Chanyu. At first, the position of King Zuoxian was mostly held by the successor designated by the Great Chanyu, but on the night of the blood moon, Qiu Xian
The Lin family made great contributions, and from then on the throne of Zuoxian King was handed over to Qiu Lin family. So many years have passed since the night of the blood moon, and three Zuoxian Kings have changed, but the Great Chanyu is still the Great Chanyu.
As for the power of the younger chanyus, it depends on the favor of the eldest chanyu and the power of the maternal clan, among which the support of the maternal clan is the most critical. The second prince, Luo Gubi, is in his fifties this year, and the power of the maternal clan is not weak.
His mother was the daughter of King Zuo Zhuri.
Luo Gubi's own strength is not weak, but because of the quarrel with the current Zuo Zhuri King, he failed to get strong support from his mother's clan. A few days ago, he had a head-on battle with the defenders of the Liang Dynasty, losing thousands of soldiers.
Misfortune never comes singly. On his way back, he wanted to plunder a few small tribes to make up for his losses. Unexpectedly, these small tribes were vassals of King Zuo Xian. The escaped tribesmen complained to King Zuo Xian. King Zuo Xian was furious and prepared to launch an army.
The revenge was finally dissuaded, and eventually turned into a night banquet tonight, where many princes in the royal court discussed the guilt of Luo Gubi's defeat.
"The Great Chanyu will not interfere in this matter?"
Su Wen was surprised.
The ministers tried to evade his son's influence, but he could remain silent and acquiesce in such behavior?
"The Great Chanyu is very happy to see this kind of scene." Seeing that Su Wen also didn't understand something, Mo Li grinned: "The main reason is that it is chaotic. The Great Chanyu is happy to see it. The death of a son is nothing.
The Great Chanyu also has more than thirty sons..." He pursed his lips and did not continue. Since the Great Chanyu succeeded to the throne, there have been so many second princes, and it is often the first one who dies.
, and then accumulate and recurse.
Mo Lixie seemed to have remembered something again: "Brother Sun, get ready. There are many literati in the customs participating in the banquet tonight. Everyone wants to steal the limelight tonight. We can't lose to them!"
After Su Wen inquired carefully, he learned that since Rouran's army was deployed at the border of Liang State, there had been an endless stream of scholars and scholars from all over the border.
Many of them came to broaden their knowledge and experience the customs, institutions and customs of the Rouran Royal Court. Some of them came with the purpose of lobbying the nobles of the royal court and for the interests of the forces they represented. This category is known as the people of Yan State.
The most, followed by Jingchu, and the least Daliang; the last type came for their own personal glory and wealth, sincerely defected to the royal court of Rouran, became VIP guests of the royal family and nobles, and sought a future.
The nobles of the Rouran Royal Court have the preference and habit of supporting the literati in the pass, and their level is very low. Some shabby literati who cannot survive in the pass can thrive here with just a few decorations.
Every time the princes have a night banquet, the nobles will bring their supported literati to join in the fun, either reciting poems, painting, or playing the piano and flute to show their elegance. If anyone can be inspired by such scenes, he will be heavily rewarded. In the past,
A literati wrote a poem on the frontier, which caused the literary spirit to decline. King Zuo Xian was very happy and rewarded him with ten thousand cattle and sheep, one thousand taels of gold, and one thousand slaves. He suddenly became a small lord from an ordinary guest.
Inspired by this trend, the literati and guests looked forward to this large-scale night banquet more than the princes of Rouran.
"If Brother Sun is able to defeat the rest tonight, I will give you a thousand-mile horse as a gift! A true thousand-mile horse. It has the blood of a demon dragon. It took my father three months to tame the dragon horse!"
"Easy to say, easy to say..."
Su Wen said with a smile.
There was nothing about Ryoma that attracted him. He wanted to know what would happen at the banquet tonight.
It's a pity that such a wonderful thing happened as soon as he arrived, and he didn't even have time to investigate, so it was difficult to do anything.
He calmly asked Moli Xie some seemingly random questions, and Moli Xie patiently answered them for a while, and Su Wen had a clear idea in his mind.
"Blood Moon..."
Su Wen glanced at the sky.
It was almost dusk at this time, and the full moon had begun to appear on the horizon, with a faint blush.
Su Wen had a vague feeling in his heart that a new blood moon night was likely to take place tonight. This was not just an intuition, but he had heard clues from some of Mo Lixie's words.
After meeting Mo Da, Morisie went to summon his troops before returning. As for the purpose of gathering his troops, he did not mention it to Su Wen, but hundreds of elite warriors were fully armed and gathered together at dusk.
He quietly left the walled city and disappeared without a trace.
Su Wen sent out his perception and found that some small tribes around him were also gathering warriors and quietly left the tribe.
Su Wen pretended to turn a blind eye to all this.
Soon, King Youxian sent a guard of honor to Moli Xie's walled city to receive Su Wen.
Morisie also accompanied him, but he did not enter the carriage, and he was wearing a brand new battle armor, with two machetes inlaid with gems hanging from his waist, and his expression was solemn.
But when Su Wen met Mo Li Xie halfway, the knights who had been following Mo Li Xie all the way had only two guards left beside Mo Li Xie, and the others were missing. Normally, Su Wen would have just thought that Mo Li Xie was here.
It was normal not to bring so many knights to the banquet. But at this time, he felt that Morisle was letting his confidants take control of the pro-army and was preparing to do something tonight.
When Su Wen stepped into the carriage, he looked up at the full moon beside the mountains in the distance.
…
"Ah eh hi! Ah eh hi!"
The carriage was still some distance away from the banquet, and Su Wen heard from a distance the heroic tune accompanied by the sound of drums and strings spreading in all directions, as well as cheerful beats. Bonfires seemed to light up the night sky, and the horizon was also a crimson red.
The Rouran people did not choose to hold their night banquet in the royal capital, but in the plain outside the city.
When Su Wen got off the carriage, he saw groups of cattle and sheep set up on bonfires. The cooks showed off their skills around the cattle and sheep, spreading spices on them, and grease dripped into the bonfire, making a sizzling sound at the same time.
, causing the bonfire to become more intense.
"Gulu..."
Su Wen smelled the fragrance and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Before going out, he casually ate some food to fill his stomach. Considering the nature of the banquet tonight, he made up his mind not to touch even a bite of the food at the banquet.
Who knows if someone is crazy enough to poison the food.
In particular, Rouran Shaman's extraordinary methods such as poisoning and cursing could be described as superb, and he did not dare to take it lightly.
"Your Highness Morisie, please come this way. This is..."
When the guard saw Mo Lixie, he quickly came over to greet him. When he saw Su Wen wearing a Confucian shirt, he hesitated for a moment.
"My father's distinguished guest, the newly promoted Jinshi of the Liang Dynasty, the scholar of Qingshan Academy, Mr. Sun Ye Housun!" Mo Lixie reached out and took Su Wen's wrist, and said with a proud look on his face: "I am also Mo Lixie.
A good brother! Do you think so, Brother Sun?"
"That's right."
Su Wen nodded.
To be honest, when Su Wen met Mo Lixie on the way, he felt that this bearded guy was at least thirty years old, but when he straightened up his appearance, shaved off the beard on his face, and put on a new suit of skin,
A, looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, much younger than the disguised Su Wen.
"Mr. Sun, please!"
The guard nodded quickly. There were many people like Su Wen in the night banquet place, but there was no one with the title of new Jinshi of Daliang Dynasty. Even if Rouran was fighting against Daliang Dynasty at this time, he could see such a scholar.
When the scholar appeared, the guard still felt proud.
"Thank you." Su Wen nodded slightly.
"Hushan, where is my father?"
Mori asked the guard leading the way.
"King Youxian hasn't come yet." Guard Hushan responded, and suddenly whispered: "King Youxian is a big shot, and he will definitely not come too early."
"That makes sense."
Mori nodded obliquely, but then he thought about it and his face looked a little ugly. So, he came so early because he is a little person?
"Who's here?"
"Several principals, captains, and minor chanyus are all here...specifically..."
The guards announced the names of the nobles one by one, just like announcing the names of dishes.
Mo Li's face looked better now. Compared with these people, his identity was still inferior.
"Take me to see the little Chanyu of Quincy."
Mori thought for a while and said.
Then he turned to Su Wen and explained: "Quincy is my playmate and the seventh prince." He lowered his voice, but Su Wen felt that this approach was no different from taking off his pants and farting.
Most of the princes and nobles present were extraordinary beings. It would be very difficult for them to eavesdrop on what others were saying.
"Hey, Mo Lixie, you arrived so early. Who is this? You're very handsome."
A man smelling of alcohol and with a beard came over and stopped in front of Su Wen.