Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters where is the wine into the sorrow
Chapter 837: Where are the relatives after drinking and feeling sad?
Xu Qing was furious now. He had struggled for a long time before he had the courage to see this irresponsible father. He didn't expect that when he got here, he was whipped and shot. What happened to him?
No one can bear it. Now, do you want him to humbly go and give you the key to the imperial mausoleum? Don't even think about such a hot face but a cold butt.
Daleng saw that he was really angry and did not dare to come forward to persuade him. He could only turn his head to the two Mongolians who came with him and whispered: "You two, the key to the imperial mausoleum is of great importance. Please go back and report it to Ming Khan."
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The two Mongolians were both personal guards of King Ashiq Khan. They were ordered to come to invite the young man who presented the key to the imperial mausoleum to meet the Khan. I did not expect that such a situation would happen. If it were an ordinary person, I would be afraid that this would happen.
The two of you have already gotten angry, but the person in front of you obviously can't treat ordinary people in the same way. The meat-face rolling on the ground is the best proof.
The two guards were named Tengtemu and Suharto. Among them, Tengtemu was also the captain of the bodyguard of King Khan and was known as the first warrior of the Chahara royal family. Just now he clearly saw Xu Qing avoiding bullets with a bullet.
The horse reins knocked down a dozen strong men with guns under Miss Bova. No one in the entire royal city could do this. There may be one, but I have only heard rumors and never seen it with my own eyes.
Such a powerful person cannot be offended casually. Teng Temu said to Suharto on the side: "I will go over and report to the Khan immediately. You stay here with them, take this." After that, he put a piece of yellow metal
The sign was stuffed into Suharto's hand, he turned around and ran quickly towards the city gate.
Xu Qing finished smoking a cigarette, grabbed the water bag on the side, opened the lid and drank it. Hey, this bag was not water, but good wine brought from Qiangba's house. Who cares, he still drank the wine.
After taking a few sips of liquor, his whole body suddenly felt hot. He reached out and unbuttoned two breast buttons so that he could feel more comfortable. Daleng stood aside with his hands down obediently. He didn't ask what happened just now, but there was
One thing is certain, Battle is in a bad mood today, don’t come forward and ask for trouble.
"Here, sit down and take a few sips." Xu Qing handed the leather bag to Daleng. The guy quickly reached out to catch it. He sat down and drank a few sips. He wiped his mouth and let out a long sigh of relief: "Good wine.
Only the beautiful Qiqige can brew the best wine on the grassland, but it is a pity that there is no meat to send the wine."
Xu Qing smiled and said: "You kid haven't eaten anything yet? There is dried meat in the bag over there. Go get some to drink with."
Only then did Daleng remember that a lot of food had been prepared in front of the royal city. People were self-sufficient regardless of food. If Xu Qing hadn't reminded him, he almost got into trouble. He always thought that the people in the royal city would treat him warmly and eat his own food.
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The bag containing the dried meat was less than two meters behind him. Daleng turned around and easily took it in his hand. He saw those guys whose faces were whipped with bruises, followed by a white woman in despair.
Walking towards the city gate, after walking a few steps, they would turn back and glance over here from time to time, as if they were afraid that Xu Qing would rush up and slap them again.
Daleng had been away from the royal city for some time. He didn't know who Bova was at all. He just thought that the white woman's ass was round and big, and she was definitely a good mother-in-law. As for her origins, he didn't bother to go into detail.
The two of them were eating dried meat and sipping wine. The strong aroma of the wine almost made Suharto salivate at the side. In fact, it had already come out, but he turned around and sucked it back.
Xu Qing turned around and saw this guy vomiting. He waved boldly and said: "If you don't mind, come sit down and have a drink together. It's fate that we met each other."
Suharto smiled and thanked him, then sat cross-legged next to the two of them. Daleng handed over the wine bag, drowning the wine worms that had been fluttering in his stomach for a while.
Wine is good wine, and if you drink too much, you will be intoxicated. Meat is good meat, but eating too much will make you tired. The two of them drank about six kilograms of good wine, because Xu Qing, who had no other way to sober up, felt a little dizzy.
I'm so confused. This wine is really delicious, but the staying power cannot be denied.
Just at this moment, a horse team came out of the city gate. There were about twenty clear Mongolian horses. Sitting on the horses were strong young athletes, all wearing sleeveless short robes and bronze.
The skin is particularly eye-catching in the sun. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to notice that there is a middle-aged man with a sick face at the end of the team. He is Xu Qing's biological father, Chahala Xige, whose Chinese name is Tie Wenbin.
In the past, he would have been extremely excited when he heard the news about the key to the imperial mausoleum, but it was different now. The news about the key to the imperial mausoleum was like a poisonous thorn. When the throne changed hands, the key would naturally have to be handed over.
, which is undoubtedly great news for those who covet the treasures of their ancestors.
Just now, Tengtemu brought the news back, saying that the person who sent the key to the imperial mausoleum should be seen by the Khan in person. This made Ahig, who was already uneasy, feel angry, but what Tengtemu said next made him aroused.
This aroused his curiosity because the young man from China was very powerful. He could even dodge bullets. He was a real master.
Ahige's heart palpitated when he heard that the person who sent the key to the imperial mausoleum was the Chinese. Later, he heard that this young man was still a very powerful master and was very excited. If he could win over this Chinese master, Aobao would be sacrificed two days later.
There may be one more bargaining chip for resistance in the ceremony.
For all the reasons mentioned above, Ahige decided to take his sick body to see this mysterious young Chinese man in person. From a distance, he saw three people sitting around drinking and eating meat. He had seen two of them before.
The remaining one should be the Chinese young man Teng Temu mentioned. When he saw Xu Qing's face clearly, his whole person suddenly froze in place.
The person was stiff and the horse was motionless. Asiga was completely stunned. A flash of blush suddenly appeared on his pale face, and two scorching brilliance flashed in his originally cloudy eyes, which were then blurred by water mist...
Xu Qing also saw Ahige sitting on the horse, and his heart palpitated wildly. Is this middle-aged man with a sick look the irresponsible father? Tie Wenbin, what an iron man, abandoning his wife
The stone heart of the abandoned son... Unconsciously, his eyes became moist, he sniffed and turned his head, grabbed the skin bag next to him and drank it hard into his mouth.
Wine is a man's favorite way to relieve his sorrow. It is not to escape, but to numb his throbbing heart. Damn, the more you want to get drunk, the more bland the wine becomes like drinking water. Maybe the wine makes you sad.
Chouchou is this damn tune, family love is close at hand, but out of reach