Chapter 275 When the hero is short of breath and comfortable
Suddenly Zha looked at his brother in astonishment, and suddenly felt that what he said made sense, and he had no way to refute it.
Although the Kle tribe is very powerful, it is only compared with other Mongolian tribes on the grassland. If it is really compared with monsters like the Liao and Song Dynasties, it is still just a small tribe.
But if you think about it carefully, isn't this just coveting comfort and not thinking about danger when you are in peace?
Hu'erzha looked at his elder brother with gray temples and knew that he could no longer be ambitious. Ever since Western Christianity was introduced to the Klei tribe, his tribe had never had any enterprising spirit.
As strong as the Klei tribe, he was beaten several times by the Kakar people, but he had no idea of revenge, and instead blindly made peace.
Only when the Khitan army pressed on, the Klei tribe, which had no way to retreat, burst out with the bloody spirit and combat effectiveness it should have.
The Black Mountain Horse Market has turned into the Black Mountain Goat Market. So much mutton still cannot supply the needs of the Song Dynasty. Luhan has decided to let the Qiyan tribe, who has a good relationship with him, also participate in the Black Mountain Mutual Trade.
Huerzha was not in the mood to drink with his elder brother in the tent. He refused Luhan's invitation and turned around to leave, his back looking a little lonely.
Once upon a time, they were roaming freely on the grasslands. Although they were often hungry and people in the tribe would starve to death every year, they were all men who would draw their swords and rebel if they disagreed.
Especially the eldest brother Kereluk Khan was a first-class hero. He carried his father's body and fought with the Khitans for two months without surrendering.
The entire grassland is so big, anyone who mentions Kereluk Khan has to give him a thumbs up and praise him as a true hero.
Now faced with the threat from the Khitan, the eldest brother actually blurted out that he wanted to submit to the Song Dynasty
Huerza has been to the Song Dynasty, and even in the remote Yan'an Prefecture, it is not comparable to the grasslands.
A county magistrate there may have a better life than Luhan, but the magnificence and romance in that person are actually the ambition of a grassland hero.
Looking up into the distance, the withered yellow grassland stretched as far as the eye could see. The faces of the familiar herdsmen were all filled with rosy looks. Suddenly Erza knew that this was the reaction to drinking the fine wine of the Song Dynasty.
In fact, what they drank was only the strong liquor of the Song Dynasty, but to the herdsmen on the grassland, it was already like nectar and jade dew.
Suddenly Erza sighed, feeling extremely lonely in his heart. No wonder he looked down on the Song Dynasty before, but had to admit its power. It turns out that wealth can really make a hero short of breath——
Yujie Fanlou, Yaxuan.
Gao Yanei and other noble princes worshiped Shangguan Yun at the banquet like stars holding the moon, and paid constant compliments.
"Shangguan Shibo was promoted to minister and also to the Lectures Department in just a few months. He has received continuous blessings from the Holy Master, and Cai Xin has been given more and more appointments. It is truly an honor and favor that makes others envious." Gao Bian raised his glass to congratulate him happily.
Although Shangguan Yun didn't know why Gao Bing had become more generous these days and often invited him to drink flower wine, he had no reason to be afraid of him.
After drinking a full cup, he immediately smiled and said: "My father has been in the officialdom for decades, and today is the end of all the hardships. This shows that good things take a long time."
"It's very, very true that your Majesty has joined the Department of Education with the dignity of being a minister. All major matters of the country require his careful guidance. It can be seen that the Holy Majesty is interested in it and Prime Minister Cai has blue eyes." Gao Bing stood up in a hurry and filled Shangguan Yun's cup again.
Beside them, Shangguan Qun gnashed his teeth. These bird-men complimented their father on his promotion, but suppressed his brother's flattery and left himself alone.
He and his compatriots are both legitimate sons, and he is still the eldest son. Why was he so ignored? Shangguan Qun couldn't think of a reason even after racking his brains.
Gao Bing and several of his brothers praised Shangguan Yun through the clouds and mist, and before they could wake up, they suddenly heard tables and chairs moving.
But a group of warblers and swallows, like butterflies wearing flowers, came in with all kinds of wine and food, pushed cups and changed cups, and the banquet started.
Wang Zhen's face turned red, and he kept poking himself with the high handle on the table. He finally coughed lightly, stammered and pretended to be heroic and shouted: "Senior high school student, what kind of guests did you invite? Two girls to accompany you."
nothing."
He is a serious general who likes to play with guns and sticks on weekdays and rarely participates in such occasions.
Gao Bing's expression changed and he said with a smile: "Wang Zhen is right. We, the descendants of Bianliang, are such heroes. How can we drink here without the company of beauties?"
He clapped his hands gently, and several white-faced young men who sang songs came in, as well as some pretty ladies.
The customs of the Song Dynasty were such that having a prostitute was a very elegant thing, and everyone present was relaxed about it.
Everyone was trying to flatter him, and Shangguan Yun was drunk like a star.
Shangguan Qun became more and more angry and simply got up and went home. Soon after, Shangguan Yun felt dizzy and was picked up by someone and walked downstairs.
"Don't pull me, I can still drink, haha, drink."
Upstairs in the Fan Tower, Gao Bing stood in the private room and looked down. When he saw the Zheng family's sedan arriving as promised, he clapped his hands and said: "It's coming, it's coming, hurry up and get in position, follow the drill."
Shangguan Yun asked drunkenly: "Where are we going? Has the senior high school student arranged the next show?"
Suddenly, the person supporting him let go, and Shangguan Yun fell on the roadside.
A young boy with oily hair and pink face came forward and cried on him. Shangguan Yun was so weak that he struggled a few times and even kicked him.
Fanlou was in the center of the city, and a group of people quickly gathered to watch.
In the carriage approaching from afar, Zheng Yunyao opened the curtain and said excitedly: "Sister, there seems to be something lively there!"
Duan Miaozhen hugged her shoulders lovingly and chuckled: "There are so many people. If you go to watch the fun, be careful of being crowded out. It's a pity to have such a good body."
Zheng Yunyao blushed, turned around and began to fight with her. Duan Miaozhen repeatedly begged her, saying: "It's better to find someone to ask."
At this time, a tall figure stood aside, shaking his head repeatedly with a look of disgust on his face.
Zheng Yunyao's eyes lit up and he shouted loudly: "Gao Bian, Gao Bian, this way!"
"Sister of the Zheng family, why are you here? Ah, Emperor Xishu is here too. Gao Bing has met the Emperor Ji."
Duan Miaozhen had just been awarded the title of Imperial Concubine. Like his father, the Song Dynasty did not begrudge their family titles because the titles in the Song Dynasty were not valuable at all.
"Gao Shan, what's going on in front?"
Gao Bing's expression suddenly changed and he said, "Oh! You'd better stop asking."
This aroused Zheng Yunyao's curiosity even more, and she urged: "What's going on? Stop showing off."
"Since you caught me, I won't hide it from you. Brother Shangguan, he fought with others over his body, got into a fight, and fell to the ground unconscious."
Zheng Yunyao's face turned pale, she bit her lip and said, "Which Shangguan brother?"
Gao Bing looked like he hated him for not arguing, and stamped his feet: "Who else could it be? Shangguan Yun, a good brother of a certain person."
Zheng Yunyao opened the car curtain, and the Zheng family guards quickly pushed through the crowd for her. On the ground, a young man with scantily clad clothes, pink face and oily hair was holding a person and crying non-stop. The person under him was not Na Zheng.
Shangguan Yun, whom I had secretly seen.
Shangguan Yun was still scolding and struggling. It seemed that he was really beaten. Zheng Yunyao felt as if he had been struck by thunder.
In the distance, Duan Miaozhen frowned lightly and looked at each other with Gao Handle, the other's eyes were full of lust.
Duan Miaozhen felt very sorry for her little sister, and whispered: "Isn't this a little too much?"
"Little sister Zheng followed Shao Zai. She is not as good as Shangguan Yun a hundred times a thousand times. This is called continuous failure." Gao Bing said seriously: "This is all for her own good."
Duan Miaozhen rolled her eyes at him, got out of the car, pulled Zheng Yunyao back, held her in her arms and comforted him.