Under the guise of inspecting Mayi, Su Ren took Huang Shisan and Man Niu around the city. Although it was winter, Mayi city was still in full swing. Su Ren believed that if this continued, it wouldn't be long before Mayi would become a city on the grassland.
A prosperous city. Nowadays, Mayi is no longer limited to any point within the city wall. The plains outside the city have long been filled with cowhide tents, and the leaders of several nearby tribes have moved here. In Mayi, they can change to whatever they want.
Anything, spirits, food, provisions, even soldiers and women.
King Youxian also moved to Mayi after looking for Tao Dan twice. He fell in love with this place as soon as he arrived, especially the new spirits, which were his favorite. In the cold weather, a sip of it would make his body full.
It felt as comfortable as burning. Sitting in his tent, watching the crowds of people coming and going outside, especially the dancing girls from the Western Regions, made this country bumpkin feel itchy.
"Mr. Su, can you come to my tent and have a few drinks together?"
Su Ren smiled and nodded, then turned into King Youxian's tent: "Is your Majesty still used to living here?"
"I'm used to it! I always feel that winter is too short. It would be best if I could live here all my life!"
"Hahaha!" Su Ren smiled: "That won't work. Your Majesty is the Righteous King. You should be anxious if you don't go back to Shanyu."
"Haha!" King Youxian laughed dryly and wiped off the remaining wine on his beard: "Chan Yu doesn't have such leisure now. He is already so overwhelmed by the hundreds of thousands of victims that no one can care about him! By the way, why is Mr. Su so worried?
People from the Western Regions are not allowed to open wine shops here? Do you know that the most famous ones in the wine shops in the Western Regions are the dancing girls?"
Following the gaze of King You Xian, there happened to be two Western Regions dancers at the entrance of the Western Regions merchant tent outside the big tent. Although it was winter, the two dancers were still dressed very coolly, especially on their chests, which had bulging clothes.
Broken. These two Western Dancers are of typical Slavic descent. They have high nose bridges and deep eye sockets. Their blue eyes match their graceful figures. Their smiles can draw away the souls of men.
Su Ren shook his head: "It's not that we don't let them go, it's just that the smell of people from the Western Regions is unbearable. Your Majesty has never been close to those people. You can smell their smell when you walk in. One breath can make you put away your breakfast."
Spit it all out!”
King Youxian chuckled: "It seems that Mr. Su has tried it? Tell me, how is it?"
Su Rendao: "If the king has no sense of smell, I will definitely support it, but which of the wolves on the grassland does not have the best sense of smell? So I advise the king not to try, otherwise you will never want to see them again in this life."
"Nonsense, why didn't I smell it?"
"That's because they cover up well. Every Westerner will anoint themselves with spices before going out, otherwise no one will treat them. If the king doesn't believe it, I will call the two dancers over.
As long as the king doesn't mind the rest, you don't have to worry about anything else."
"Okay! I just want to give it a try, so Mr. Laosu is here!"
Su Ren smiled and nodded. He left King Zuo Xian's tent and did not enter the tent of the Western Region man. He asked Huang Shisan to find him. The two of them talked for a few words, and the man who was quickly attracted by King You Xian was
The two dancing girls from the Western Regions twisted their bodies and entered the big tent. Su Ren did not bother anyone anymore, hugged his fists at King You Xian, and then went to inspect the market. After making a long circle, it was almost noon, right.
One of King Xian's personal guards hurried over and said that King Xian of yours had invited you.
Su Ren had guessed what was going on and followed the guards back to King Youxian's tent. The dancing girl had disappeared, and the tent was filled with the strong scent of sandalwood. Su Ren covered his nose and went in. King Youxian was taking a bath.
"Oh, I regret not listening to Mr. Su!"
Su Ren smiled and said: "It seems that the king has tried it, how about it?"
"As Mr. Su said, the smell is really unbearable. I swear to Changshengtian that I will never look for those women from the Western Regions again."'
King Youxian can actually be renamed King Youxian. He is not a competent king. The reason why Chanyu made him King Youxian is because his tribe is the largest tribe in the eastern Xiongnu. However, King Youxian has no ambition or ambition.
His biggest hobby is to enjoy life on his own one-third of an acre. As time goes by, King Youxian only has his name. Even his generals, principals, Xiao Wang and others all spontaneously seek the protection of others.
Of course, Yu Shan’s tribe also took in some of them, but most of them were recruited by Yi Zhixie.
King Youxian regretfully touched his nose with his hand: "You should really listen to Mr. Su. What Mr. Su said is so right. No wonder everyone says that Mr. Su is the smartest person in the world and he even knows such secret things.
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Su Ren smiled: "The Western Regions are similar to you Huns. Their diet is basically meat. As the smell of meat gathers in the body, there will be all kinds of strange smells when it gathers too much.
, of course, this is also related to the fact that they don’t like to take baths, and Han people eat relatively vegetarian food, so this problem does not exist.”
"Oh...! So that's it, then why haven't I smelled it from one of our own people?"
"Your Majesty, have you ever heard of the saying that those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black? It's just like you can never smell the smell of your own body. After staying for a long time, even if there is a smell, you will get used to it."
King Youxian raised his arm, sniffed under his armpit, and shook his head: "Still didn't smell anything!"
Su Ren laughed loudly: "Speaking of which, the Huns are better than the people from the Western Regions, because you are close to the Han people, your diet is somewhat similar to the Han people, and the smell on your body is also closer. The Western Regions are barbaric, so the taste is so strong."
"So, I will have more contact with Mr. Su in the future?"
In addition to food, people from the Western Regions are much more proficient in dance and music than the Huns. Compared with the big and thick Huns women, compared with the small and exquisite Han women, the graceful Western dancers give people sexiness and maturity in their movements. While drinking wine
, while watching the dance of the Western Dancer, the cheerful rhythm of Hu Qin quickly brought the atmosphere in the big tent to a climax.
King Youxian understood music. He closed his eyes and put one hand on his knee, dancing flexibly with the music of the Huqin. His face was filled with intoxication. Su Ren neither liked the Huqin nor the Western Dancers, so he leaned on the cushions.
I watched the dancer spin in boredom, but I was wondering when the dancer would faint and fall down.
After the dance, King Youxian grabbed a handful of pearls next to him and threw them out. The dancing girls from the Western Regions rushed forward to grab them like crazy. King Youxian laughed loudly and said to Su Ren: "Look at these people.
It’s as if they’ve never seen money before, why do they love money so much?”
Su Ren smiled and said: "Actually, these dancers are all children from poor families. They have traveled thousands of miles to come here to make a living. Just being alive is the greatest happiness. Many people may not be able to go back in this life. Only
Money can give them peace of mind."
"Why bother? No matter how poor your hometown is, it's not worth dying as a guest in a foreign country!"
"Your Majesty's words don't even sound like the Huns. Your ancestors also drove cattle and sheep on the grassland. Wherever they went, it was a place. They never had the concept of hometown. How come your Majesty would say the word hometown?
?”
The Tuntou King smiled and said: "We do not have a hometown. The grassland and the desert are our home, so the people of Changshengtian always die at home no matter where they go! But now some people let the descendants of Changshengtian die in a foreign land. Mr. Su feels that this king
Can you agree?"
"Oh..., is that why your Majesty stayed in Mayi and planned to never go back in this life?"
King Youxian sighed and shook his head: "Hey! I can't stay in Mayi forever. This title of King Youxian is not given for free. I'm afraid that when the cold wind on the grassland stops, my people will
We are about to mount our war horses and go to war. I don’t know how many people will come back.”
Su Ren smiled and said: "That's not necessarily the case. Maybe Shanyu won't be able to bear it until the king returns to the royal court."
King Youxian sat up straight, looked at Su Ren and suddenly laughed, the laughter was loud: "Hahaha, Mr. Su is right, one hundred thousand victims are waiting for food, if Shanyu can't feed them, they will
Eaten Shanyu."
Su Ren didn't answer the question, and he couldn't answer it either. He raised his glass and had a drink with King Youxian, called the musician who played the huqin over and asked, "Can you play House of Flying Daggers?"
The musician from the Western Regions was stunned and turned to look at King You Xian. House of Flying Daggers is a pipa song composed based on the last battle between Han Emperor Liu Bang and Overlord Xiang Yu at Gaixia. As for who wrote it in that era, it is impossible to find out who wrote it. The earliest record appears
In Bai Juyi's pipa performance in the Tang Dynasty, Su Ren asked the musicians from the Western Regions. Naturally, the musicians had never heard it, let alone played it.
Su Ren didn't know what Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu was, and he didn't even know what music the musicians in the Western Regions were learning. He sighed and said to the musician: "Well, I'll hum it and you play it. I'll remind you if there's anything wrong!"
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Of course, Su Ren didn't remember all of the song "House of Flying Daggers", but the first scene was very familiar. I hummed it several times, and the musicians from the Western Regions played it on the huqin for a long time. Although it sounded a little more interesting, it still didn't make people's hearts beat with the pipa. Right
King Xian also came to help, and the three of them spent the entire afternoon turning the House of Flying Daggers remembered in Su Ren's mind into an incomplete piece of music.
After listening to the musicians from the Western Regions playing it once, King Youxian frowned: "This piece is indeed a masterpiece, but it's a pity that it's incomplete!"
Su Ren smiled and said: "The heaven and the earth are still incomplete, and the shocking music naturally has no complete meaning."
King Youxian laughed and gave a thumbs up: "Well said! Well said. If this piece of music reaches Chanyu's ears, I don't know what Chanyu's mood will be like, hahaha..."
Su Ren also smiled: "This piece of music is adapted from the story of Gaozu and Xiang Yu. It has nothing to do with Shan Yu. Your Majesty, please don't force it, otherwise Shan Yu won't eat me?"