The snow-white bone knife is palm wide and narrow, and the blade is thin. When you brush it with your fingers, it feels sharp against the skin.
With a wave of his hand, the wind whined, it was a sharp knife.
Gao Dabao took the scabbard, looked at it carefully, and said with envy in his tone:
"It's the bone of a big white bear in the North. When I followed the King of the North to kill the horse thieves on the grassland, I encountered such a giant beast. The bones were very big."
Gao Dabao gestured with his hands, trying to pull out a giant beast.
Two imperial guards also went deep into the Northland. After hearing this, they also added all kinds of things, talking about how tall the big bear was.
"It's a nice decoration."
Su Lu sheathed the sword and threw it to the exchange guard.
The guard grabbed the knife and said with a smile:
"I don't dare to use this thing. If it breaks during battle, it won't be a big deal if I get injured, but it won't be worth losing my life."
"Then keep it as a family heirloom."
Su Lu took the reins from Gao Dabao and got on his horse. After seeing the prosperity, he should go back. Maybe Li Qing knew where there was a battle to fight.
After such a long time, the quick military information should have come through, and Su Yi should have won a big victory.
In the Foreign Post House area in the northwest corner of Yanjing City, facing the city wall, there is a newly divided house with red walls and gray tiles. It has four main rooms facing south and three wing rooms on each side.
In the not-wide courtyard, several shirtless men were sitting or standing, talking in the courtyard.
The rough man who exchanged a bone knife for a pot of white wine with the guards entered the yard, and the men in the yard immediately surrounded him.
"Why is this hip flask so small?"
"Hagatai, did you swallow a pot privately?"
"Let me have a taste. This taste makes me want to die."
Amidst the chaotic sounds, a small wine jug was raised, and a group of rough men huddled around the man named Hagatai, all trying to grab it and take a sip.
In the main hall on the north side, the gray-haired leader of the Snow Clan cursed angrily:
"A bunch of bumpkins who have never seen the world, tell them to keep their voices down."
The Snow tribe man standing at the door laughed and said:
"Chief, they are not fooling around. Hagatai brought back a jug of wine. That stuff is delicious."
"liquor?"
The clan leader looked at the Snow Clan man talking to him and frowned:
"Wo Kuotai, go and bring it to me and let me see how delicious it is."
The Snow Clan man responded, turned around and walked out the door.
A group of snow tribesmen who were noisy at the door were sorting out their order, ready to take a sip from you and a sip from me.
Wokuotai snatched the jug with his hands and scolded him:
"What are you making all this fuss about? This is the capital of the Han Kingdom. We don't have to lose the face of our Snow Clan."
The man who had been taken away from the jug was just about to get angry when he heard Wogotai's reprimand. The anger on his face disappeared immediately, and he asked in an ugly tone:
"Wo Kuotai, can you let me drink... Hey, Wo Kuotai..."
Wokuotai ignored the shouting behind him, took the wine bottle, and went straight into the main hall.
Putting the wine flask up, Wokuotai's face was red with excitement:
"Chief, this is a good thing, a good thing from the Han Dynasty."
The patriarch glanced at the wine pot, disdain flashed across his face:
"This wine bottle is not bad, but the smell is not that good."
As he said that, the leader of the Snow Tribe had already picked up the wine bottle and took a sip from the spout.
After taking a sip of white wine, the expression on the Snow Clan's leader's face changed. It was strange at first, then uncomfortable, and finally turned into wonderful.
"Good stuff!"
After tasting the liquor, the leader of the Snow Clan immediately became energetic. He looked at Wo Kuotai with excitement on his face:
"This thing is interesting."
Taking the jug and taking another sip, the old man suddenly became excited:
"Don't tell me, it's really interesting."
The old man opened the lid of the wine bottle with an eager look on his face:
"really interesting."
I drank all the white wine in the flask in one gulp.
The face of Wo Guotai next to him was full of disappointment. Looking at the empty wine bottle, he felt that his heart, not his stomach, was as empty as the wine bottle.
At the entrance of the main hall, a group of people from Hagatai poked their heads around, and when they saw the empty wine bottles, they suddenly lost their energy.
The leader of the Snow Tribe shook the wine bottle and saw that there was no wine at all. He felt a little disappointed and ordered Wo Kuotai next to him:
"Go and get me some more pots."
Wokuotai's face turned ugly when he heard this, and he said calmly:
"No, patriarch."
Upon hearing this, the chief of the Snow Tribe took out a golden bean from his arms and threw it into Wo Kuotai's arms:
"Is this golden bean enough?"
Wo Kuotai pinched the golden beans, his face full of tangles:
"You can't exchange this for much, and most stores won't take it."
The leader of the Snow Clan was puzzled:
"How could it be that the money was still usable on the way here, but when we arrived in the capital, we couldn't use it?"
Wo Kuotai pinched the golden beans:
"We spent all our money on jewelry on the road, and few people want this golden bean."
"Han is a big country and has its own currency. It is a kind of coin that is easy to carry."
The leader of the Snow Clan was puzzled:
"Then how did these guys buy it? I still have these golden beans, but they don't even have golden beans."
Wokuotai pointed to the bone knife hanging on his waist:
"I took the bone knife to exchange for wine. The bone knife can still be exchanged for some wine."
The leader of the Snow Clan suddenly became angry:
"I think our Xue tribe is also a big tribe in the north. Why don't we even have some Han coins? Han caravans travel all over the world. Is there no member of the tribe who has saved some Han coins?"
Wokuotai nodded, it really didn't happen. Because of the horse thieves, the Han caravan could not pass through the Snow tribe's territory.
With no money to spare, the leader of the Snow Clan felt a little resentful for the first time at the horse thieves who were disrupting the northern Han Dynasty.
"Take the jewelry, sell some, and use the money to buy them."
"Forget it, follow me and go see the Minister of Rites. I think Qian Shangshu must have a way to teach me."
The chief of the Snow Tribe greeted Wo Kuotai and said that he went to see the Minister of Etiquette last time. Although he couldn't see anyone, the jewelry opened the way and got through to the people below.
Thinking of him as a dignified clan leader, he was always the clan leader who had to be respected when he arrived at the palace in the far north, but he couldn't even afford the liquor in the market of Han Dynasty.
Wokuotai called a few people, brought jewelry and gifts, and went to see Qian Qianyi.
Qian Qianyi didn't want to meet the Xue people, but he gave them too much money, so he had no choice but to meet them.
Looking at the fierce-looking leader of the Snow Clan, his hair is gray and his beard is gray, but he is energetic, and he looks like a master at first glance.
Qian Qianyi had an idea. If he could recruit the Xue clan for the imperial court, he would surely be able to produce a few brave generals who would be able to help them when the time came. It would be a good idea.
Qian Qianyi made a decision in his heart.
"Clan leader, do you know why you can't see me in Han Dynasty and why you are not accepted by your majesty?"
The leader of the Snow Clan was a little confused. Why, I also want to know. His eyes swept over the Wokuotai next to him and motioned for him to present the jewelry he brought.
A bag of jewels was placed on the seeds.
"You are bribery..."
Qian Qianyi swallowed his words and looked at the shining jewelry on the table. Qian Qianyi simply surrendered. He was a rich man.
"Surrendering to our Han country is the only way for you."