Chapter three hundred and fiftieth IX Ashina children
The military governor Cao Gong's house has many unused courtyards. Some of the courtyards were built just for the generals to practice archery in their spare time, and are generally in an idle state. However, a half-year-old Turkic boy recently moved in. This boy does not go out all day long.
, except for three meals a day, he would wreak havoc in the yard with a horned bow at a target.
The Turkic boy's hands are rough and he never wears protective gear such as finger spanners when drawing the bow. He shoots hundreds of arrows from morning to afternoon every day, and does not stop until his fingers are dripping with blood.
He stood on the steps of the yard, bent the horn bow into a full moon shape, suddenly released his fingers, and shot out the arrow, hitting the red heart of the target more than ninety steps away.
Li Siye stood at the door with his arms folded, neither applauding nor praising.
"A bow, no matter how far it is shot, can't have much effect."
Chui Lu turned to look at him, his expression stubborn and cold, and it took him a long time to say: "I don't want it to play a big role, as long as it can help me get revenge."
"Your enemy Mohe Khan has ten tribes around him. Each tribe has three thousand sharp archers like you, and hundreds of loyal guards to block arrows for him. He has solid armor on his body.
, even a powerful crossbow can't penetrate it. If you insist on being a man, unless you can shoot down the sun like Hou Yi, your revenge will be far away."
"Then I'll look for opportunities. It's impossible for him to wear armor all the time and have loyal guards standing in front to block arrows every day, right?"
"Haha," Li Siye walked over with a smile, dusted off the dust on the steps, sat on it and said, "What a man can rely on is not just the sword in his hand, but also other things."
"what?"
He clenched his fists and raised them in the air: "Of course it's power and skill. Do you understand? With these two things, you can drive tens of thousands of people to fight for your goals. By that time, no powerful enemy will be afraid of you."
Chuulu lowered his head in frustration: "I am just a small servant in Ashina Khan's family. How dare I expect any power or skill."
Is he just a servant? He hoped that Chuulu's life experience would be a little bit confusing, so that people could think of some special identity.
"Who are your parents? Do you still remember them?"
"I don't know. In the past, the Khan once said that my father was the old Khan's Ejin, and I will be his Ejin in the future. But Her Royal Highness the Princess did not say that. He said that a woman abandoned me late at night.
At the gate of the house, the old Khan heard the crying when he got up at night, so he went out and took me back."
Why did it happen that it was the old Khan who brought you back at night? Couldn't it be someone else? Ji Qijue Khan's family has a great business and a spacious mansion. How far is the side room from the main hall to the courtyard gate? Didn't Qiye have a Gongtong at home?
Well, why did you go to the courtyard? The concierge who lived near the gate didn't hear it, the servant didn't hear it, but the old Khan did it.
Li Siye used his power of association to figure out that Chulu was most likely the illegitimate son of the old Khan Huaidao. Huaidao once served as the general of the garrison and belonged to a group of high-ranking officials in Chang'an. It was normal for him to flirt with women, but why didn't he dare to do so?
The old Khan took the child into the house openly and openly, but the old Khan was henpecked? Ketun is a tigress, all of these are possible.
"Shi Xin Khan has no heirs, so the lineage of Ji Qi Jue Khan is cut off. Chulu, if Huaidao Khan's spirit in heaven knows, can he accept it?"
The young man's cheeks twitched involuntarily, he threw the horn bow at his feet and murmured: "There is nothing I can do about this kind of thing."
Li Siye suddenly said: "Chulu, you are most likely the heir of the old Khan."
Chuulu was startled, looked at him and shouted angrily: "You fart! How can you slander the innocence of Huaidao Khan! How can I be the son of Huaidao Khan! The brother of Shi Xin Khan! You Han people , his ability to make things far-fetched is really top-notch! Ha, what nonsense!”
Facing Chu Lu's embarrassment, Li Siye's tone did not change at all and continued to speak in a normal tone: "Ashina Buzhen's surname must be passed down. Their tribe is the wolf breed of the Western Turks. In the early days of Zhenguan, He joined the Tang Dynasty in 2001 and passed through three generations of generals. Now that Shi Xin has died in Julan City, there is no one to succeed General Zuo Tunwei, no one to succeed Jue Khan, and no one to succeed Mengchi Protector. Don't you think it's a pity? "
Chuolv lowered his head silently and said nothing, maybe his heart was already loosened.
Li Siye simply went too far: "The merits accumulated by three generations of khans have disappeared like smoke. If they knew something under the spring, how could they rest in peace? What is this called? This is called an extinct family. In the future, no one will care about their graves. This is It is also called the loss of descendants. This is a result that even the most vicious curse cannot cause. No matter who slanders them in the future, no one will stand up and take justice. It is pitiful and sad."
"Who said no!" Chuulu's eyes turned red, like an angry and helpless monkey: "I am the heir of Huaidao Khan!"
"That's right," Li Siye applauded, stroking his hands: "Say it again."
Chuulu was about to open his mouth when he realized that he had been tricked. He glared at Li Siye and wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, he found that there was not much room for choice. He murmured: "Even if I am not a descendant of Ashina, I can still do it for him." The Ashina family guards the tombs and always maintains the reputation of the Ashina family."
"Since you think you are not their son, you are not qualified to say these things. We will find another abandoned son with a noble Turkic surname to adopt to the Khan. For example, he will sweep the tombs and repair the tombs. He will also inherit the name of the Khan. Boss, none of this has anything to do with you."
Chulu felt like he was being forced into a corner, so he could only murmur: "I am the heir of Khan Huaidao."
"What are your current first and last names?"
The young man looked at him steadily and suddenly asked: "If I agree to your request, I also want to make a request."
"Hey, this is a good thing for you. All of a sudden, you have transformed from an unknown servant to the first heir to the successor of Khan Jue. It goes without saying that you will have fine clothes and fine food in the future, and you will have a beautiful concubine in the future. You are still Dare you make a request?"
Chu Lu pursed her lips tightly, silently expressing her protest and power.
"Okay," Li Siye tugged at the beard on his chin and nodded, "You mention it."
"I want to join your command."
"This won't work." Li Siye refused decisively.
"Why?"
"Nonsense, have you ever seen a khan serving as a soldier?"
"Then I will be the captain."
"Don't be delusional. A captain needs to have experienced hundreds of battles and started as a soldier, otherwise no one will be able to obey you."
"Then I want to be a soldier..."
"..."
After a while of bargaining, the two decided to add Chuolü to Li Siye's personal brigade, starting from a small team. This was the strangest request of the young man. Li Siye warned him in advance that he would not be able to kill anyone with a knife around him. Otherwise, you may not learn anything.
Chuolv actually replied: "If you can practice the method of killing people to the extreme, it will be quite remarkable."
Li Siye was speechless, patted the young man's shoulder lightly and said, "When we leave, I will send someone to pick you up."
He turned around and stood up from the steps, and walked towards the door of the yard with his hands behind his back. The young man held his chin in his hands and thought melancholy for a while, then turned his head and looked at his retreating back and whispered: "My name is now
Call it Ashina Chulu."
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(ps: Thanks to the desert for passing on the torch, book friend 161112101804644 for the reward.)