For a time, both of them lost interest in talking. They just sat on the ground dully, drinking bowls of wine. They were no longer the teenagers who fled outside the Great Wall many years ago. One was wearing a thick bearskin robe.
A person wearing the uniform of a fourth-grade general. But they are still as helpless about their country as they were many years ago. Helplessly watching her rotten like a ripe peach, apart from heartache, they can't think of anything that can make them
Ways to rejuvenate.
Drinking these boring drinks is simply a kind of torture. The more you drink, the deeper the depression in your heart becomes. "Alas!" After a long while, Pan Zhanyang sighed longly and spoke again, "I'm here to see you this time..."
"The proceeds outside the Great Wall should be stored in your tribe for now. Maybe one day I will pick them up in person!" Li Xu waved his hand, interrupting the other party. The war was in chaos, and he couldn't guarantee that he could still spare the energy to protect it.
There is no shortage of food and clothing in Yixian County, and there are also Erya and housekeepers in Licheng to take care of those external belongings. Instead of transporting large sums of wealth back to the Central Plains to attract the prying eyes of rogue bandits, it is better to temporarily store them outside the Great Wall, where at least it can be guaranteed for a while.
peaceful.
"I also think it's better to put it on the edge of the feathers first, but the princess insisted on asking me to find you and explain it to you." Pan Zhanyang was a little drunk and accidentally spilled half a bowl of wine on the leather robe. He looked at it regretfully.
Rolling wine beads, he refilled himself, and complained in a voice that was almost muttering, "She has been thinking about your kindness, so if I don't find you, I'm not allowed to go back to take orders! You wouldn't have admitted her into your room back then.
Well, by the way, you are her master, and no one can say anything if you do these things!"
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful that your khan cuts your tongue. I didn't have time to escape, so I couldn't care about finding a woman!" Xuzi dropped the wine bowl in anger and drank.
In terms of his love for talking nonsense, Pan Zhanyang has not changed at all. And now he is even bolder, even daring to guess the privacy of his own princess.
"Each tribe's customs are different. The Khitan people don't pay much attention to what happened before they got married. Even after getting married, it's not uncommon for someone to snatch their wives and even the children in their stomachs. They believe that men are the ones who fight.
Men cannot protect their women, and women cannot bear the responsibility!" Pan Zhanyang curled his lips and answered.
"Then don't tarnish someone's reputation by talking nonsense. After all, she is a princess now, so she can easily be jealous of others."
"Jealous, others have to be jealous!" Pan Zhanyang rolled his eyes and retorted, "If you only have the relationship of master and servant, why would she never forget you? In fact, you have no other benefits at all except for being stubborn!"
"Everyone has persistence, and you may not be an exception!" Xu Zi was so angry that Pan Zhanyang couldn't help but laugh bitterly, and replied loudly. The feeling of being remembered by someone made him feel very comfortable, but in addition to being comfortable, it also brought back memories in his memory.
Many past events. "Did you hear anything else on the grassland? For example, things like the Turks and the Suchu tribe?"
He was looking forward to a detailed message, but Pan Zhanyang obviously didn't understand what he wanted to ask, so he simply chose the most critical information he knew to provide. "The current Khan is the son of Qimin Khan, named Duji.
, known as the Shibi Khan. His magnanimity was so great that almost the entire grassland prostrated under his orders. He had long had a hard time keeping a close eye on the Great Sui Dynasty. However, in recent years, heavy snow had fallen frequently, and the Turkic headquarters’ grain, grass, and war horses
It’s not all together, so the war is delayed again and again!”
"Alas!" Xuzi sighed in frustration again, feeling even more disappointed. This information was of no use to him at all. If he forcibly wrote a memorial, it would only be an excuse for colluding with foreigners, and would not have any effect in reminding the court to take precautions.
"Where's Queyu? Is he still alive? Didn't he go crazy looking for you on the grassland later?"
"Queyu, this old guy, is so smart that he is misled by his cleverness. He originally wanted to take advantage of the beginning of Shibi Khan's establishment and the instability of the Khan's position to make some meritorious deeds in order to successfully seize the throne. Who would have expected that hundreds of thousands of stones and grains of grass would be stolen by me?
He waited until the fire was completely burned out. He couldn't stand it, so he made an excuse to say that you had colluded with many horse thieves at that time, and even broke through his pursuit and interception several times. But the more you said this, the less powerful he became. In the end, I arrived.
In the second year of Khitan's reign, I heard that he had lost power. Now he is just a Burke, following Shibi Khan's side and listening to his orders!"
"I'm afraid he is telling the truth!" Xuzi raised the wine bowl and smiled bitterly, "It is true that many people broke through his blockade with me, but those people were not colluded with me. In fact, there were not only those who set fire that night.
There are three of us!”
Those who participated in the arson back then were Liu Hongji, Zhang Liang, Niu Jinda, and Wu Heita. Now, except Liu Hongji, everyone else has stood against him. Just this afternoon, everyone was preparing for a life-or-death showdown in front of the formation. These
Xuzi wanted to talk to someone, but Pan Zhanyang was obviously not a suitable candidate.
"It seems that this person can't tell the truth anywhere!" Hearing Xu Zi say that there were indeed other people who set fire that night, Pan Zhanyang was stunned for a moment, and then quickly concluded. "I mean, how could the three of us set off such a big fire?"
It turned out that there were people who secretly helped. But it didn’t matter. The purpose of Khan was to find fault and annex his tribe. So whether the fire was started by three people or three hundred people, it was actually the same.
Even if there was no fire at the time, I guess Shibi Khan could have caught Queyu's other shortcomings. Anyway, if you want to deal with him, it's just an excuse to make mistakes!"
"Queyu's tribe was annexed by Shibi!" Xuzi's hand shook and he poured half a bowl of wine on himself. Regardless of his embarrassing appearance, he wiped it with his sleeve and asked in a trembling voice, "Then,
What about Gutuolu, the nephew of Qimin Khan, the one who has a close relationship with Queyu?"
"You are talking about Ashina Gutuolu, he is very proud now. Queyu was forced to hand over power, and all the original territory was under the control of Gutuolu. He is now known as Gutuolu Khan, and his status is only lower than the original one.
Bihan's younger brother Du Bi is just a little bit worse. His Ke Dun is said to be from Su Chuo tribe, and he is a close friend of our princess. Every summer he comes to live in the tribe for a few days. With her support behind him, our princess's status is at the top of the list.
The Feather Edge Department is unbreakable. Several women sent from other departments were so jealous that their eyes turned green, but they couldn't get enough of her to spoil her!" Pan Zhanyang shook his head in triumph, not even noticing that Xu Zi's eyes suddenly turned from bright to dim.
"That's it!" Li Xu smiled and said calmly. All the dreams of his youth were over. Tao Kuo took off her silk and married Gu Tuolu, thereby winning wealth and peace for her tribe and Ayun. Her choice back then was nothing.
Wrong, what she wants cannot be given by herself. The eagle on the grassland can only be happy by competing with the eagle on the grassland.
A trickle of water flowed in Xuzi's heart. He knew that he was a little drunk, but he still wished that he could be more drunk. Over the years, the figure of the little girl who regarded the "dew couple" as a poetic image has been lingering in his heart.
, dancing, every time I think of it, I feel a deep sense of drunkenness.
"I've also seen your wolf, his name is Gan Luo, right?" Pan Zhanyang asked, seeing Xu Zi getting drunk in a blink of an eye. He came over with the wine bowl and touched the wine bowl in his hand.
"It's called Ganluo. Is he happy now?" Xuzi drained the wine in the bowl and showed the other party a pottery tip neatly.
"It's not a human, how can I tell if it's happy or not!" Pan Zhanyang also drank a bowl of wine and laughed loudly, "Otherwise I'd say you're stupid for actually caring about a wolf's mood. But don't worry.
Yes, its status is very high now. Wherever it goes, it is treated as a god. If ordinary people offend it and don't use its power, they will be beaten to death by the tribesmen!"
"That's good. What's the color of its coat? Is it silvery? Besides your princess, who else can get close to her?" Xuzi stopped touching the bowl with the guests and began to taste it slowly alone. Like a stingy person
Like a drunkard, he carefully tastes every drop of flavor in the bowl.
By Gan Luo's side, there must be Tao Kuo Tuosi. With Gan Luo here, her status will be very high. This was the only thing I could do for her back then. It is indeed very gratifying and gratifying to achieve the results today.
In the reflection of the wine bowl, Li Xu saw his curly beard, "I'm afraid Gan Luo won't recognize me now when he sees me!" He grinned, asking and answering to himself, "Probably not.
, it should remember my taste!”
"You smell like blood now! It's nothing like before!" Pan Zhanyang hit him at an inappropriate time. Then he added with a smile, "But I'm not much better, my whole body smells like mutton."
"Really?" Xuzi lowered his head and sniffed his chest. He only smelled the strong aroma of wine, and could not distinguish other smells at all.
"Stop smelling it. You kill people every day and you've long been used to it. Just like when I see you frowning, I know you think I smell too bad, but I can't smell anything!"
"We are no longer what we were before!" Xuzi thought for a while and slowly concluded.
"Of course we are no longer what we were back then. Who would want to be like back then, hiding everywhere for fear of being caught by the government to fill ditches!" Pan Zhanyang echoed loudly, but the meaning expressed was completely different from Xu Zi. Back then, he did not leave any trace behind his back.
No regrets, so I can enjoy today's life more. "But Ganluo may not forget you, this thing is extremely spiritual. On the entire grassland, except for my princess and Kedun of Gutuolu, no one else can get close to it." He said.
He gestured hard in the air with his hands, as if introducing a young man from the grassland, "So tall, like a little pony. The hair is still silver and shiny, without any adulteration."
"Running like lightning!" Asahi chuckled and concluded.
"Yes, it's like a bolt of lightning! You describe it so aptly!"
‘Actually, it’s more like a shooting star!’ Asahi smiled and thought to herself.
Back then, there were shooting stars like rain on the grassland. (To be continued)
