After hearing this, everyone was eager to give it a try. Then some people rushed out and winked in front of the peacock, trying to make it open its tail, but the peacock didn't even pay attention. Some people pretended to be fierce, some sang loudly in front of the peacock, and some even knelt down.
In front of the peacock, kowtowing is like pounding garlic... In short, everyone wants to arouse the peacock's energy and make it dance. Who knows, even after trying all possible methods, the peacock remains calm.
Seeing this, Mahamu laughed and scolded: "A bunch of idiots, look at me." After that, he went out in person and teased the peacock with a handful of rice. The peacock actually ate the rice, but after eating it, there was no reaction except for pooping.
The fuss made Mahamu look unhappy. He slammed the table and said, "If I can't cure this idiot today, where can I put my face?"
Taiping immediately said: "Brother, calm down, isn't there still His Highness the Grand Sun? If you can't do it, he will definitely do it."
"That's right." Mahamu said happily after hearing this: "Why did I forget my grandson? Your Highness must have a way. Please come down quickly and help me untie this knot in my heart."
Wang Xian sneered in his heart, who said all Mongolian compatriots are straight-headed? This Mahamu is quite good at getting around, just trying to get in.
Although he didn't have much ink in his belly, he had at least read "The Harmony of Generals and Prime Ministers" and knew about the Mianchi meeting. King Qin asked King Zhao to play the harp. King Zhao had no choice but to play a song. As a result, Qin's historian immediately wrote down,
'On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, the King of Qin ordered the King of Zhao to play the harp. As a result, Lin Xiangru was so angry that he threatened to die. He asked the King of Qin to knock the fou, and then asked the historian of Zhao to write down, 'On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year
, King Zhao ordered King Qin to strike the fou. This saved his face and did not lose his face to the world.
What's more outrageous, but more relevant, is that Song Huizong and Song Qinzong were asked to dance hula by the Jin people, which became an eternal humiliation for the Chinese nation. Now this group of Oara people want to go to cockfighting,
The purpose is to embarrass the grandson of the Ming Dynasty, so as to satisfy their abnormal psychology and compensate for their self-esteem.
Wang Xian said that there was nothing he could do. Taiping then shouted: "How can you know if you don't try? Don't they all say that the emperor's grandson of the Ming Dynasty is a real dragon? After giving the order, this stupid bird still doesn't open its tail obediently?" The leaders
They also shouted, "Our grand master has spoken, so your highness can't help but give him face, right?" "That's right, our grand master has gone down, and my grandson doesn't go down. Isn't it inappropriate?" Mahamu, that bitch,
You also cooperated by putting on a bad face, as if if you don't come down and have fun, I will be very unhappy and the consequences will be very serious.
"How can you not give the Grand Master face?" Wang Xian said with a faint smile: "Gu Zheng is giving the Grand Master face, so he doesn't want to take action."
After hearing his words, the leaders of the Wala tribe felt a little dizzy for a moment, and looked at each other and asked, "What does he mean by this?"
"What he means is," Baoyin Qiqige said coldly, "I don't want you to appear too stupid."
"Oh..." The Wala leaders nodded, then their expressions changed, and they all shouted: "Bold"
Wang Xian didn't look down on them at all. He already knew the attitude of the Wala people by being dumb and eating dumplings. They would never dare to humiliate themselves nakedly like the Jin people did. They only dared to play a sideways game like this because they were the defeated party.
, and behind him was the Ming Dynasty who had marched four thousand miles and swept across the Oara Army.
Of course, the premise is that your identity cannot be exposed. Once someone finds out that you are not the grandson of the Ming Dynasty at all, you can squeeze yourself to death in a matter of minutes without any psychological barriers...
Sure enough, the Wala people yelled and screamed, but they still had to act according to the established script. Mahamu said in a deep voice: "Of course Taisun is much smarter than us, so let us see Taisun's clever tricks?"
"Then I have no choice but to show my shame." Wang Xian wiped his mouth with a napkin and ordered: "Please find a big mirror."
Although he didn't know why, Mahamu still ordered: "Bring over my old woman's mirror."
After a while, several Wala warriors carefully carried a mirror that was taller than a person. This mirror was exquisite in style and looked to be old. The surface of the mirror should be made of copper-silver alloy, white and bright, and every detail of the person reflected in it would appear.
"What a mirror." Wang Xian praised.
"Of course, this is something from the court of the Yuan Dynasty, and it was passed into the hands of Benya Shili Ketun. That year, haha..." Halfway through Mahamu's words, he found that it was not very honorable, so he changed his words: "Please come down and tame me, your highness."
Chicken." He deliberately referred to the peacock as a chicken, and his dark psychology remained consistent.
"Letting the peacock spread its wings does not mean asking Gu Yu to spread his wings. Why should Gu Yu end up?" Wang Xian said with a smile: "Just put the mirror in front of the peacock."
Mahamu then asked someone to place a mirror in front of the peacock. When the peacock saw the stunningly beautiful peacock in the mirror, he couldn't help but become jealous. Soon he opened his colorful tail feathers and stared at the peacock in the mirror.
Guy. Its original intention was to use this to overwhelm the peacock in the mirror, but the latter didn't buy it, and actually spread its tail feathers and faced it to the end. As a result, it not only spread its tail, but also screamed gracefully.
Dance, let everyone watch a wonderful peacock dance.
But Mahamu and his men were in a terrible mood. They wanted Wang Xian to make a fool of himself, but who knew that he had made a fool of himself and showed his wisdom... From the beginning to the end, Wang Xian looked calm.
Holding a wine bowl and sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, he was obviously confident. This made Baoyin Qiqige roll her eyes and said to herself, don't look at this bad guy pretending to be calm, he must be very proud of himself.
She really guessed it right. Although Wang Xian pretended to be very calm, he burst out laughing in his heart...Have you never watched "One Hundred Thousand Whys"? You don't know why the peacock opened its tail?
After an interlude, the banquet continued with dancing and singing, but in front of the table full of dishes, Mahamu and others lost their appetite. They had no choice but to eat and feel full. If they didn’t let this out, they might not even sleep tonight.
Can't even sleep
Mahamu himself was thinking hard, and from time to time he signaled everyone with his eyes, and quickly thought of a way to make His Highness the Grand Sun embarrassed, so as to save face. Everyone was also racking their brains to think of a way, not to mention the three stooges.
Like Zhuge Liang, someone really figured it out. A Wala leader whispered a few words in his ear. Mahamu's eyes lit up when he heard this. He raised his glass to Wang Xian and asked with a smile: "I have something I don't understand. Can you please enlighten me?"
"
"Don't take the advice seriously," Wang Xian said with a slight smile, "Your Majesty, please tell me. I can tell you everything I know."
"Why do you Central Plains people always walk with your heads down, while we Mongolians always walk with our heads up?" Mahamupi asked with a smile: "It's because the older generation has developed a habit that they have changed for a while.
No?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall laughed, especially the one who came up with the idea, who was even more proud. A hundred years ago, the people of the Yuan Dynasty were divided into four classes. The Mongols were the first class, but the Han people were the fourth class. There was a huge disparity between noble and inferior.
What Mahamu said obviously contained a great insult to the people of the Ming Dynasty. But if Wang Xian had rebutted it righteously, he could explain with a smile: "When I say the habits of the older generation, I mean ours."
If you are riding a horse and you are walking, Your Highness, don't overreact... That will make the other party look ungraceful and make the grandson of the Ming Dynasty feel suffocated.
However, Wang Xian picked up shredded bamboo shoots with chopsticks, chewed them slowly, and then said calmly: "This is not surprising. Because we Ming people are going uphill, and you Mongolians are going downhill..."
The clever answer was soft yet strong, vividly describing the current situation of the two groups. In the end, it was the Wala people who were embarrassed and embarrassed... Mahamu was bored again, so he had to say: "Drink, drink..."
Baoyinqiqige looked at Wang Xian in surprise. The peacock's tail just now was actually just a little cleverness, and she didn't care much about it. But this answer was clever and appropriate, which safeguarded the dignity of the nation and dealt a heavy blow to the opponent's arrogance, but it was very
Great wisdom can't do it. But how can this rogue villain have such great ability? Miss Jiao Baoyin is very unconvinced.
Seeing that his eldest brother was defeated, Taiping couldn't help but sneer and said: "It's a pity that His Highness has to accompany us down the road." As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked again, yes, no matter how smart you are, you still won't be successful.
Take the hostage in our hands?
"What's the matter?" Wang Xian chuckled and said: "My grandpa is in the prime of spring and Autumn, with dragons and tigers strong, not to mention my father, the crown prince. I don't know if I will wait until the Year of the Monkey to take over the throne. I just want to hang out with the Grand Master.
I want to stay here for a year or two and get a taste of the grassland customs. Please don’t worry about the food and force me to leave."
Wang Xian made it clear that he planned to stay here forever, but Mahamu did not dare to say, then you can stay here forever... He was not naive enough to think that catching a grandson of the Ming Dynasty could reverse the outcome. After all, the war is here
What is decided on the battlefield, and what cannot be won on the battlefield, is very difficult to win back by relying on factors outside the battlefield. What's more, the opponent is still a living hell king like Zhu Di.
All he counted on was the rare goods to live in, and he hoped to make more money from His Highness Taisun during the negotiation with Daming. But the strange goods would not be stored for too long, otherwise they would have to be smashed into his hands. He chuckled and said:
"Your Majesty, what are you talking about? It's a great honor for us to have you live here. But after being out for a long time, your imperial grandfather may be worried, so you'd better go back early after you've had enough fun.
, we can’t let the old man worry too much.”
"Then I'll listen to the prince," Wang Xian smiled and nodded, "I want to go hunting tomorrow, I wonder if that's okay?"
"Uh..." Mahamu had just said something big, and he couldn't say no, so he could only look at his son and said, "Tohuan, you can accompany your highness to the grassland tomorrow."
"Yes." Tuohuan responded.
"Okay, I've had enough to eat and drink, and thanks for the hospitality, I'm going back to sleep." Wang Xian stood up and stretched his sore legs.
Mahamu stood up to see him off and said politely: "During this period, Your Highness just treats this place as your home. If you need anything, just tell me..."
"Don't mention it, there is really a need." Wang Xian never took other people's politeness as polite, so he climbed up and said.