In the royal palace of the Xiongnu, the sky is high and the clouds are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
The shepherds sang loudly, whipped their whips, and grazed their cattle and sheep.
This place is in sharp contrast to the war in the Hetao area, and it looks like a peaceful scene.
Chen Ping was still dressed as a Confucian scholar, quietly making a cup of tea on this prairie.
Unfold the paper and begin to write a poem praising Touman the Great Chanyu of the Huns.
So that he can be given to those troubadours, and the whole world will sing his praises.
This is the main reason why Chen Ping was accepted by Touman Shanyu.
As for his talents, Toumanda Chanyu sneered at him.
In other words, he looked down upon the Qin people in the Central Plains.
The great Huns, under the care of the Changsheng Heaven, will use their strong bodies to crush the Central Plains countries like a beast.
That's right, the Qin people who had just experienced a great chaos were not as tall as the powerful men of the later Tang Dynasty. They were even bigger than the Hu people.
The so-called "one Han is equivalent to five barbarians" only existed in later generations.
After all, you can't ask a group of people who have just become rich and settled to be able to eat better than the Huns.
This is also the reason why Touman Chanyu has always looked down on the Great Qin in the Central Plains.
But, Mao Dun doesn’t think so!
He was keenly aware that Chen Ping was different.
Therefore, Mao Dun, who was tall and had an extremely majestic face, knelt down in front of Chen Ping with a plop and shouted with a cry;
"Sir, save me!"
Chen Ping frowned slightly, quickly pulled the eighteen-year-old Moton up, and said doubtfully:
"What's wrong? Why does King Zuo Xian speak like this?"
Mao Dun smiled bitterly:
"King Zuoxian? How can there be a King Zuoxian like me who has no power at all!"
Chen Ping comforted him with kind words:
"Don't underestimate yourself. King Zuo Xian is the eldest son of Touman Shanyu, so he is naturally the heir.
The reason why I haven't granted you the power yet is because Shanyu is testing you!"
When Mao Dun heard this, he couldn't help but sneer:
"Test me? I'm afraid there's no need to test me now!
The Yan family of the Great Chanyu gave birth to a young son for him. I heard that they would come back overnight to kill me!
So that we can pave the way for that little beast to become King Zuoxian!"
Chen Ping suddenly stood up and said with surprise:
"How is it possible?! How could Shanyu do such a thing of killing father and son?"
Mao Dun sighed deeply and said sadly:
"Mr. Chen, the Huns are no better than the Central Plains. Here the strong are respected and the weak are eaten by the strong.
So what if it's my father? He just needs a reason to kill me."
As he said that, Maodun bent his knees and knelt down again.
"If you don't save me, sir, then I will die here today!
It’s better than dying in the hands of a great Shanyu and doing that thing where father and son kill each other!”
Chen Ping quickly pulled him back and struggled for a long time before finally letting out a sigh:
"Okay, I have a plan.
You can go to the Great Chanyu and ask yourself to go to the Great Yueshi in the west to serve as a hostage."
"Ah?!" Mao Dun stood up suddenly and said with disbelief on his face:
"Isn't this a way to die? If I leave, when that bastard grows up and becomes a great chanyu, how will I be able to survive?"
An inscrutable smile appeared at the corner of Chen Ping's mouth, and he comforted:
"King Zuoxian, don't be anxious. Think about it, it will take at least eighteen years for the child to grow up.
But now that Shanyu is forty-three years old, can he live until then?
You are the true heir! The other kings of the Huns will still remember you!"
Maodun suddenly became enlightened!
Yes, what I need most now is safety.
As long as you can protect yourself and pass this level, the sky is high and the sea is vast, what can't you do?
After thinking about it, he bowed deeply to Chen Ping and said sincerely:
"Thank you very much Mr. Chen, God bless you forever!"
After saying that, he excitedly mounted his horse and ran towards the royal court.
Just after he left, Qin Fu staggered over, stroking his snow-white beard.
He looked at Chen Ping and sneered:
"Good guy, if you help that little Xiongnu guy like this, will he really be grateful to you?"
Chen Ping has long been immune to Qin Fu's provocation.
Because he knew that this old guy just wanted to seize his words and kill himself by the way!
That's right, Qin Fu has long wanted to kill Chen Ping.
Even though he looks sickly now, if Chen Ping really makes a move, Chen Ping won't be able to resist a single round in his hands, and his throat will be crushed by him!
Because Qin Fu felt that Chen Ping had betrayed his young master!
The young master was so kind to him, meeting his every request and protecting his safety.
But he was a white-eyed wolf. He took such a big risk and came to the Huns through the trade route opened by the young master!
If I hadn't happened to be in Xiongnu to inquire about information, I might not have known about this matter!
Chen Ping snorted lightly and said:
"This man has a majestic appearance. Don't look at his low profile now when he is asking for help from me.
If I gain the upper hand, I might disappear!"
Qin Fu gave a ghost laugh:
"Then you still help him like this?"
Chen Ping rolled his eyes:
"I'm not just trying to confuse the Xiongnu! Defeat them from the inside! It's all for Boss Qin Feng!"
Qin Fu snorted lightly and said nothing.
He turned around to leave, but before leaving, he faintly threatened:
"If the old man knows that you have done something sorry for the young master, then the old man will break your neck!"
Chen Ping was too lazy to pay attention to him, although there was a high probability that this old man, who was an Iron Eagle warrior, would really do this.
Looking at the sun, about an hour had passed.
Mao Dun came over excitedly again and said excitedly:
"Mr. Chen, the Great Chanyu has agreed! I can take refuge and go to the Great Yuezhi to be a hostage!"
Chen Ping immediately showed the same joyful expression on his face, excitedly stepped forward and took Modu's hand, and said sincerely:
"Congratulations to King Zuoxian, congratulations to King Zuoxian!
You must take care of your health when you go there and don't take any personal risks.
Don't stir up trouble in Da Yuezhi, for a rich man will not be able to sit down in court."
Mao Dun looked at Chen Ping with a sincere face and was very moved in his heart.
He immediately held his hand tightly, nodded heavily and said:
"Mr. Chen, if it weren't for you, I might have suffered something serious this time!"
Chen Ping shook his head vigorously and said excitedly:
"A scholar dies for a confidant. Since Maodun recognizes me as his master, we will share weal and woe!
We Qin people have a saying: Don’t bark at a dog if it’s rich and noble!”
Mao Dun hugged Chen Ping tightly, and his eyes filled with tears:
"If he flies like a giant eagle in the sky one day, he will definitely live up to Mr. Chen!"
The two of them were going back and forth and talking to each other, which was very disgusting.
After a long time, at Chen Ping's urging, he finally took his cronies and set off directly to Da Yueshi.
Sooner rather than later, what if the great Chanyu suddenly goes back on his word and wants to kill him?
Chen Ping's eyes filled with tears, and he reluctantly watched Mo Dun's back until he disappeared on the prairie.
Then he tidied up his clothes and went straight to the court of the Huns.
As soon as I opened the tent and went in, I heard him scream:
"The Great Chan is so confused! How can he let his ambitions go to the Great Yuezhi?!
Who came up with this method for him? He should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!"
