Although Feng Yong originally had the idea of playing two shots if there were dates but no dates, and asked Bald Hair to settle down in the land of the West Sea.
It’s not me going there anyway, it’s none of my business whether I can survive there?
But this is not a purely well-intentioned suggestion. For the Baldness Department, it is tantamount to saving the entire tribe.
So in terms of Feng Yong's personal relationship with the Bald Hair Tribe, or for the Bald Hair Tribe, Feng Yong is indeed the great savior of the entire clan.
Even in the future, Feng Yong may be called Feng Gong by the bald man.
If one day, the Bald Hair Branch will sweep the entire Qinliang land like the Bald Hair Tree functional era in later generations.
And Feng Yong happened to be like Fu Xie, defending the city alone, or facing the entire Liangzhou rebels alone.
Presumably he could also receive the same treatment as Fu Xie: the rebels on the opposite side begged him to leave, and even sent troops to see him leave safely.
But that's just his personal treatment.
It is impossible for the Bald Tribe to voluntarily give up on the great situation in front of them and the tribe's great future because of him.
Not to mention, when the tribes in the rear were still under the control of the Wei people, the tribes in the front dared to rebel against Cao Wei at all costs and put their tribesmen to death.
At most, the best thing to do is to give Feng Yong some water secretly.
So when Feng Yong heard Bald-faced Khotan saying that he wanted to rebel before the battle, he took it as a flattery and ignored it.
As for Bald Hair Khotan's statement that he came here specifically to apologize, I can't believe it either.
At this time, a servant came in with a jar of wine.
Feng Yong took it, signaled his servants to leave, and poured the wine for Bald Kheli himself.
This made Bald Kheli feel a little frightened.
But he was quickly attracted by the rich aroma of wine.
“This wine tastes so good!”
The bald man raised his nose and couldn't help but said.
"Try it," Feng Yong greeted. "This kind of wine can only be found here, and you can't find it anywhere else."
Seeing him impatiently holding the earcup, Feng Yong kindly reminded him: "Drink carefully, this wine is extremely strong and very hot in the mouth."
Hearing this, the bald man immediately put the ear cup under his nose and smelled it. He still couldn't believe that there was such a fine wine in the world.
He took a small sip hesitantly, and then Feng Yong saw that his nose, eyes and mouth were all wrinkled.
"ah……"
He exhaled first, then inhaled.
"If you're not used to drinking, forget it."
Feng Yong was slightly disappointed.
It seems that people in this era are really not used to drinking this kind of strong liquor.
Unexpectedly, the bald Tianli took another sip, and then he felt a rush of blood rushing to his forehead.
One more bite...
His whole body seemed to be getting hot.
Although spring has entered Longxi now, the spring is cold and cold, and if you don't wear enough clothes, the cold will still invade your muscles and bones.
After two sips of strong wine, Bald-faced Khotan immediately took off the large piece of wool covering his body.
Then he reached out and saw a cloth bag hanging inside.
Tufa Tie immediately took off the bag, opened the mouth of the bag, and pushed it in front of Feng Yong: "Feng Langjun, this is beef unique to the West Sea. It is made by the Qianghu over there after killing a long-haired cow and drying it in the sun."
OK, try it."
As he said this, he reached in first, grabbed a handful, put it in his mouth and chewed it.
After chewing two pills, he picked up the ear cup and took a sip of wine.
Then he narrowed his eyes and praised loudly: "This kind of beef jerky, paired with this kind of rare wine in the world, it is really a supreme enjoyment."
When Feng Yong heard about the long-haired cow, his heart moved.
The West Sea is also known as Qinghai in later generations.
The long-haired cattle in Qinghai are most likely yaks.
After retiring in the Northwest, due to work, I was lucky enough to eat semi-farmed yak, and it tasted really good.
The beef jerky marinated with secret seasonings and air-dried has a good chewy texture, a slightly sweet aroma, and a bit of spiciness. It is really unforgettable.
The so-called semi-breeding means that herdsmen herd yaks in high mountains. They go down the mountains several times a year, and spend the rest of the time with the yaks on the high mountains.
When he heard Bald-faced Kheli say this, he immediately became salivating.
I wanted to reach out and pick up a few pills.
But when he saw the cloth that Baldy Kheli had taken off from his body, he didn't know if it was the same batch he had sold to him back then.
It's so dark that you can't see its original appearance.
Looking at the cloth bag again, it is even more shiny because it has not been washed for a long time.
At that moment, he had to swallow his saliva and take his hand back.
The bald man immediately drank the wine in his ear cup and exhaled another breath of wine.
Feng Yong pointed to the wine jar on the table: "Drink more if you like, and you can pour it yourself."
When the bald man heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Feng Langjun, you are so generous!"
Feng Yong smiled slightly: "After drinking this wine, you can warm up your body. Especially on a snowy winter day, if you take a sip of this fine wine, you will never change your life."
The bald man seemed to be used to the stimulation of strong alcohol, so he immediately poured the wine from the ear cup into his mouth.
He had been on an empty stomach all the way, but now he drank two glasses of strong wine in a row. He got drunk quickly and started to become a little drunk.
"Feng Langjun is absolutely right." Bald-haired Tianli enjoyed this dizzy and ecstatic feeling, "This kind of fine wine is really a magical thing..."
Seeing his appearance, Feng Yong asked tentatively: "Balda Kheli, why are you here this time?"
"Of course I came here to apologize."
The bald man immediately grabbed a handful of beef jerky, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said vaguely.
After Feng Yong heard this, he couldn't help but be a little surprised: Could it be that he really thought wrong? This bald man actually respects him so much?
"But the most important thing is to come over and help Feng Langjun."
The bald man immediately swallowed the meat in his mouth and said another sentence.
Feng Yong raised his eyebrows, "Help? What help?"
The bald man immediately burped and patted his chest: "The bald man will always be Feng Langjun's best friend."
Well, what then?
Feng Yong looked at Bald Kheli quietly, watching him prepare to reveal the true purpose of his trip.
"I know that the Han Dynasty really wants to defeat the Wei people in Liangzhou. What happened last time, our tribe had no choice but to become the enemy of the Han Dynasty."
"So this time, in order to make up for the past, our tribe is preparing to help the Han regain Longxi."
Feng Yong was finally moved when he heard these words.
"Didn't you say that your tribe is in the West Sea and has to take orders from the Wei people?"
It’s so touching!
I wrongly blamed you before!
I heard the bald-haired Tianli continue to say: "Feng Langjun, you don't know something. The grain harvest in Liangzhou failed last year, and we can't get grain from the Wei people."
"We had no choice but to cross the river to Longxi in order to prevent the people from starving to death, hoping to grab some food from the Qiang people."
etc?
Longxi?
When Feng Yong heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "Longxi? Your tribe has already arrived in Longxi?"
Bald-haired Tianli nodded and said proudly: "That's right. Not only have we arrived in Longxi, but we have also received the blessing of God, which allowed us to easily rob many Qiang and Hu tribes in Panhan."
When Feng Yong heard this, a bright light flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Damn it! It was you who entered Longxi from the southwest and plundered the Qiang and Hu in the Panghan area?"
Of course you can relax, damn, the main Qiang and Hu forces are all on Didao's side!
"What the hell?"
The bald man asked.
Feng Yong poured him another glass of wine: "Here, let's drink first."
Feng Langjun personally poured the wine to persuade him to drink. Bald-faced Kheli did not dare to neglect and drank it quickly.
He didn't notice the flickering look in Feng Langjun's eyes.
Like Li!
It turns out to be you!
I have good intentions to show you a clear path, but you actually cut my hair off!
Seeing that the bald Khotan was getting more drunk, Feng Yong took a deep breath and asked again: "Didn't you say that you came here this time to help the big man? Why did you go to snatch Pang Han's Qianghu again?"
The bald-haired Tianli shook his head and said vaguely: "It's easy, it's just a robbery. In fact, we mainly want to help the big man..."
I'm afraid it's mainly robbery and being a mercenary on the side?
Feng Yong glanced sideways at the bald Khotan with wandering eyes, and lightly knocked on the table.
He pondered for a while and then said: "Aren't you afraid that the Wei people in Liangzhou will cause trouble for you by doing this?"
"So we can only help the Han Dynasty defeat the Qiang and Hu in Longxi, but we cannot attack the Wei people's cities ourselves."
The bald man answered immediately.
"The Wei people in Liangzhou, don't they care about you now?"
Feng Yong suddenly asked.
The bald man was stunned for a moment.
"What I mean is, are the Wei people in Liangzhou no longer able to control you?"
Feng Yong stared at the bald Khotan and asked in a more serious tone.
Bald-faced Kheli did not dare to lie to Feng Yong: "Yes. That's why we dared to go south to see if we could find a pasture for the winter in Fuhan."
Beautiful thought!
Feng Yong sneered in his heart.
"Baofa Tianli, you have to know that Wuhan has been the territory of the Han Dynasty since ancient times, well, hundreds of years ago. You want to graze there..."
When Feng Yong said this, he paused.
Upon hearing this, Bald Tianli asked anxiously: "But Feng Langjun, hasn't that place been abandoned by the Wei people?"
"Cao Wei is a traitor, how can they represent the Han Dynasty?"
Feng Yong retorted plausibly.
"But, but..."
Bald-haired Khotan stood there for a long time, but was speechless.
It is already rare for him to know how to distinguish between Wei people and Han people.
As for the complicated relationship between the Wei people and the Han people, what was he able to sort out in a short time?
Now the Wei people in Liangzhou were unable to control Longxi, and Feng Langjun stationed troops in Shouyang, making it clear that he wanted to march westward.
His original intention of coming here this time was to take the initiative to help Dahan, and then take the opportunity to obtain the promise from Dahan to settle down in Panhan.
It is rare to have large summer water and large rivers for irrigation. The land is fertile and the water and grass are luxuriant. It is also a good place to spend the winter and a natural pasture, which is better than imagined.
If the Han and other clans attack the Qiang and Hu from the east and west, the Qiang and Hu from Wuhan will not be a problem at all.
In this way, the big man got Didao, while his own tribe got the pasture of Fanhan, and each got his own place.
Unexpectedly, Feng Langjun said that he wanted to re-incorporate Wuhan into the territory of the Han Dynasty and refused to allow them to graze in Wuhan. What would they do?
If it had been someone else, the worst case scenario would have been to just shoot him down.
But facing Feng Langjun, how can we do whatever we want?
Feng Yong saw that he had sobered up a little from his drunkenness, and then continued: "Balda Kheli, you just said that you thought of going south because you didn't have enough food to eat in the winter?"
"Exactly."
Feng Yong nodded, and then leaned over slightly: "Did you know? In fact, I have a way to raise cattle, sheep and horses, so that your people don't have to worry about white disasters."
The White Disaster is a blizzard that the nomads cannot bear.
After a white disaster, not to mention cattle, sheep and horses, even people may not be able to survive it.
It is not impossible for smaller tribes to be wiped out by natural disasters directly after eating all their stored grain, cattle and sheep.
"As long as you follow my method, you will not only be able to raise more cattle and sheep, but you will also have a place to settle down for the winter."
When the bald man heard this, his body suddenly shook.
I saw him stammering: "Could it be that Feng Langjun was joking with a villain? How can there be such good things in the world?"
Feng Yong leaned back and asked casually: "You came to Longyou with the Wei people last year. Have you ever heard that the Qiang and Hu people in Longyou suddenly rebelled against the Wei people?"
"Of course I heard."
Hao Zhao led the Liangzhou cavalry and did not dare to go deep into Tianshui, Nan'an easily. They could only enter Longxi and pass through Xiangwu City.
This is because in these two places, both Han and Qiang people responded to the Han.
Bald Khotan naturally knew this.
"Then do you know why the Hu people in Longyou rebelled?"
Feng Yong looked at Bald Khotan Li with a proud look in his eyes.
"I heard vaguely that it was because of Feng Langjun."
The bald man felt his heart beating loudly.
"Then do you know that now I am in charge of all affairs involving the Qiang and Hu people in Longyou? Those Hu people will follow my orders as long as they are given. Why do you think so?"
"Because as long as they follow my instructions and graze on the grassland I have divided, they can live a good life without worrying about food and clothing."
Feng Yong came over again, his voice was low and full of temptation, like the whisper of a devil: "In the past few years, you guys in the bald group have gone through all the hardships, but you haven't been able to find a place to stay."
"Back then I was able to make you settle down, and now I can also find a way to make sure you have enough food and clothing."
Bald-faced Tianli swallowed: "But, but, Feng Langjun, if we don't go nomadic, where will there be so much grass for cattle and sheep to eat?"
"I can grow grass, and I also have a way to let the cattle and sheep eat fresh green grass in winter."
Feng Yong pointed to the sky, "Just like how I can weave wool from wool, I also learned this from the mountain god."
Did Feng Langjun, the descendant of the Mountain God, gain fame in vain?
"Gudong!" The bald man picked up the ear cup with trembling hands, but found that there was no wine in the cup.
Someone picked up the wine jar and poured wine into it.
Feng Yong continued: "You also said that I will always be the best friend of the bald man. Don't you still believe me, friend?"
The bald man finally did not get drunk. He asked: "Dear Mr. Feng, what should I do?"
Feng Yong grinned, his big white teeth shining brightly.