Chapter 368: The Grassland
Qin Feng felt that he should not disturb their world, after all, he and Chen Ping were good brothers.
Moreover, he felt that there was something wrong with Chen Ping.
Although little boys all know that girls who are older than them are caring.
But you, Chen Ping, are more or less going too far!
Even the Yan family, the great Chanyu of the Xiongnu, was not spared. The hat he wore was really a bit thrilling.
After Qin Feng was helped back to bed by Hei Niu, he said:
"Help me call Meng Tian over."
"oh."
Although Hei Niu is wrapped like a rice dumpling, it does not affect his flexibility at all.
He went out jumping up and down.
He even had time to grab a handful of beef jerky and stuff it into his mouth.
After a while, Meng Tian walked in sweating profusely.
After seeing Qin Feng wake up, he couldn't help but feel happy:
"Boss, you are not dead."
Qin Feng slapped his mouth and couldn't help but frown slightly.
Are all the people in the Holy Fire Miaomiao Cult so incompetent?
Why does it sound like a curse?
No, as a leader, this atmosphere needs to change!
Qin Feng nodded:
"It's almost gone. How are things going here?"
Meng Tian sat down on the edge of the bed, and without being polite, he grabbed the teapot and drank a few big gulps.
It can be seen that his face is not very good either.
His eyes were bloodshot and his lips were chapped. It was obvious that he hadn't rested for a long time.
"The problem is not that big. Originally, the six major tribes of the Xiongnu attacked each other and lost 70,000 to 80,000 knights.
Now 200,000 people have been made dumplings by us in the royal court, and a total of 180,000 prisoners have been beheaded.
The remaining people really can’t catch up, after all, we don’t have many light cavalry.”
Qin Feng exhaled a long breath, achieving such a result was already the best ending.
The Xiongnu was so powerful that it had never been seen before.
If it were not for his appearance, I am afraid that he would have become a serious problem in the Central Plains in the next hundreds of years.
Now in one battle, not only the leaders of the six major Xiongnu tribes were killed.
They even killed every one of the 300,000 string control men they were proud of.
Although winning is not very glorious, it is still a win.
If Qin Feng is thick-skinned enough, he can also make a horse-drinking horse and seal the wolf as a slave.
【No! I am not such a shameless person! 】
Qin Feng condemned himself in his heart, and then asked:
"What are the next arrangements?"
Meng Tian slowly shook his head:
"It's not very good. There are too many scattered tribes on the grassland, and it is difficult to implement effective rule.
We can't kill them all, after all, their legs are on them.
If we are desperate, there will be nothing we can do if we head to the colder places in the north."
Qin Feng nodded and shouted at the top of his voice:
"You damn Chen Ping! Stop showing off your affection! Bring your wife in here quickly!"
"Boss, can you have some quality?
Give my child prenatal education, what if he learns to curse you?"
Chen Ping's helpless voice came in.
Then I saw Shiqing walking in with his support, her belly already swollen.
Meng Tian's eyes suddenly lit up and he said in surprise:
"Chen Ping, you are such a beast!
If you come to the Huns to be a spy, why don't you forget to be a father?"
They were all taught by Holy Fire Miaomiao, so they don’t have so much etiquette in private.
Chen Ping immediately became unhappy, rolled his eyes and said:
"Do you understand that a sharpened knife can make you a good woodcutter? You really want to be one, but you can't be one!"
Meng Tian couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said instead:
"Boss, let's talk about business first.
How should the Xiongnu end here? Although it was severely damaged, there is no guarantee that it will not recover in twenty or thirty years.
Tribes on the prairie are like leeks.
When the spring breeze blows, another large piece emerges."
Qin Feng pointed at Shi Qing's swollen belly and said:
"The solution is very simple, it's up to her."
Meng Tian was stunned for a moment. He looked at Shi Qing, then at Qin Feng, and said with difficulty:
"Boss, don't bully your friends' wives...although...but...don't forget that you still have Princess Yingshu!"
"Are you really sick? This is the Yan family of Touman Dachanyu of the Xiongnu!
A serious queen of the Huns."
As soon as Qin Feng finished speaking, Meng Tian's eyes widened and he looked at Chen Ping in disbelief:
"What the hell! Are you such a good wife?
Everyone is so pregnant! Are you a dog or not?"
Chen Ping became furious and cursed:
"You are a dog! Your whole family is a dog!
This child is mine! It’s mine!”
Meng Tian looked at Qin Feng hesitantly. He felt that the relationship was too chaotic and a little unclear.
Qin Feng stroked him patiently:
"She is indeed Touman Shanyu's Yan family, but she is also Chen Ping's woman.
Her child is nominally Touman's, but in fact it is Chen Ping's.
Do you understand?"
Meng Tian pondered for a moment and said hesitantly:
“You mean, Touman’s head is green?
Was he personally given a big hat by Brother Chen Ping?"
Chen Ping said proudly:
"This is called technology! Ouch..."
Shi Qing stretched out her hand to pinch Chen Ping's waist and twisted it hard.
He immediately screamed and shut up.
However, Shi Qing, who grew up in the Huns, did not feel embarrassed at all.
After all, this kind of thing is really normal.
On the grassland, the death of a father and the succession of his son are not just words.
And even in Da Qin, it was common for women to remarry.
Before the emergence of Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism, the land of Yan and Huang was still full of vitality.
Qin Feng shrugged and said:
"So let's let Shiqing, as the Great Chan of the Huns, rule the grassland with the help of the child in her belly."
Meng Tian's eyes suddenly lit up, he gave a high five and said in surprise:
"What a great idea! If this is the case, the influence on the grassland can be eliminated!"
But when Meng Tian said that, he winked without leaving any trace.
Qin Feng immediately understood and said warmly:
"Chen Ping, please take her for a walk. Pregnant women need to exercise more to get better."
Chen Ping nodded and went out with poetry.
Seeing the two of them walking away, Meng Tian frowned:
"Will Chen Ping stay on the grassland?"
Qin Feng shook his head:
"No, Chen Ping is determined to become a general and prime minister, and he will not recognize this woman and child."
Upon hearing this, Meng Tian frowned even more:
"Then what if she and the child are at odds?
Ambition will change as your status increases."
Qin Feng muttered:
"There will be a way. If...she and the child dare to move, let Chen Ping handle it."
Meng Tian nodded slowly, this was considered the best way to visit Jisi Grassland.
At this moment, Qin Fufeng rushed over from Pupu.
Seeing Qin Fu coming in, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked anxiously:
"How is it? Did the historian get it?"
Qin Fu folded his sleeves with his hands, nodded with a smile and said:
"Don't worry, young master. The king heard that you wanted a historian, so he sent one to follow the caravan."
This chapter has been completed!
