"Then it's settled," Fumeng Lingcha said with a wave of his hand: I don't know what the marriage customs are among you Tuqishi people, but it should be no problem if you make it earlier. How about setting it in August. The tenth surname
The Khan is stationed in Qiuchi, and the Protector-General will send Nacai, Naji, and Nazheng during the period to try to get married in August."
Du Mozhi responded with a smile: "Just follow the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty. If you give me any gifts, then... get married in August."
Chuulu frowned. His client was ignored like this. There was no need to ask for his consent. He was as brutal and barbaric as an animal. He wanted to object, but on this occasion, it was undoubtedly tantamount to publicly refuting Fu Meng Lingcha.
His face made him unable to step down.
He lowered his head angrily, thinking that he must find a chance to make things clear to Fumeng Lingcha tonight.
The night was getting darker, the horn cups were overturned on the table, and broken bones were thrown everywhere. Tu Qishi, Ba Khanna and Tang Jun all dispersed back to their camps. There were only some dark red embers left in the fire, and there were a few small ones.
The flames were still beating, but were suppressed by the cold air that hit them at night.
The soldiers without tents lay around the fire with their heads facing out, with sheep felt spread under their bodies, and their heads resting on arrow pots, snoring.
Fumeng Lingcha came down to the outside of the tent, surrounded by the yamen and his soldiers. He only had to lift a corner of the tent to see two naked-breasted women lying in the tent. These women were from the Dumo tribe and came to warm his quilt.
Warm your feet.
He turned around and waved to everyone: "You all go back and have a rest. Leave a few people to guard the door."
Several people folded their hands and left, yawning and turning around, bypassing Chui Lu who was standing at the end.
Fumeng glanced at Khan surnamed Ten in surprise, waved his hand and said, "Khan, please go back and rest as soon as possible. Life is short, and spring nights are even shorter." After saying this, a tired and proud smile appeared on his face.
Chuulu naturally refused to leave. He walked up to Zhongcheng, took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "I don't want to marry the daughter of the Dumo family."
Fumeng Lingcha thought that he was dissatisfied with the low status of Dumozhi's daughter, so he corrected him with a smile: "Of course Dumozhi's daughter is not qualified to be your main wife, Youkedun is just a side wife, the fire-breathing fairy Khan or the Bukhan
The king's daughter is enough."
"No, I don't want to marry all of them. Can I wait until later to discuss my marriage... myself..."
Fu Meng Zhongcheng's smile quickly turned into a sarcastic smile of unknown meaning, and he spoke earnestly to persuade: "Young man, when you are in a high position, you always have to lose something. You can't have everything. Do you understand?"
"Then I would rather not be the Khan of the Ten Surnames."
Zhong Cheng's face darkened, he looked down at Chu Lu and said coldly, "I don't know who gave you such an idea. This is a delusion. Let me tell you, if you can't keep the position of Khan with the tenth surname, you won't even be able to keep it."
You have no qualifications for delusion!”
"Back off!"
Fumeng Lingzha quickly opened the curtain and got into the gentle countryside. He wrapped himself in a quilt, put his arms around the shoulders of the two Sogdian women who were warming the bed, and said with a smile: "You must learn to be better, don't
Like that kid outside who doesn't know how to appreciate others."
Chuulu retreated calmly, the anger in his heart not decreasing at all, walking along the gradually quiet camp. The determination in his heart that was difficult to let go and his uncertainty about the future made him unwilling to stay here, and only thought about how to spend the night tonight.
If he can escape, where should he go? But there are still thoughts in his heart, and he wants to cherish the memory of his old master and pass on their surname to Shi Xin, but why is there such a dilemma in life?
He passed by the military tent of Li Siye, the military envoy of Shule Town, and heard the cry of a baby. He thought that he should not disturb him at this time, but he became the Khan of the Ten Surnames after his persuasion. It seemed that it would be inappropriate to bother him now.
Not too much.
He opened the curtain of the military tent and found that it was quite messy inside. There were men and women cleaning the baby's stains. Li Siye's three soldiers were in a hurry, but the two Sogdian women were coaxing the children very skillfully. They were originally
She was assigned to warm quilts for senior officials of the Tang Army, but was pulled over to serve as a wet nurse.
General Li stood aside and frowned. When he saw Chulu come in, he turned and asked him: "Chulu, if you don't go to rest, what are you doing here?"
Chuulu replied thoughtfully: "I have something to ask you for advice."
"Ask me for advice?" He nodded: "Okay, let's go out and talk." He then greeted them: "Take good care of the children."
The two came into the darkness outside the camp, and the swaying grass was like a haze on the ground. Chulu couldn't see the expressions on each other's faces clearly, so he became bolder: "Zhongcheng wants me to marry Tuqi Shi Khan
My daughter, but I don’t want to, what should I do?”
"Why don't you want to?"
"I don't want to..." Feeling that this was really not a reason, he turned to look at Li Siye, thinking that he would not guess, so he mustered up the courage to say: "I already have a favorite woman in my heart, but my husband Meng Zhongcheng said,
When you hold a high position, you always have to lose something, and you can't have it both ways."
It's a pity that Chu Lu chose the wrong person to ask for advice, especially about relationship issues. For a straight man like Li Siye who treats marriage life as a carrying pole, what advice can you give him?
But General Li did have some advice: "Isn't this simple? Marry the people you have to marry first, and when you really take control of your own destiny, kick them out, and then come back and marry the woman you want to marry."
Chuulu's eyes widened, the torment in my heart was so simple in your mouth,
"Is this okay? She, she is not an ordinary woman, she is nobler than a goddess."
He was so ambitious that he actually wanted to marry the princess of the Li Tang royal family. Li Siye guessed that he must have peeked at the appearance of a certain princess in Chang'an before he began to have this idea. Having such an ambition was an inspiration to him.
He turned around and said seriously: "Since you are so noble, if you want to marry her, you must have made great achievements, become famous throughout the world, and be a minister of meritorious service in governing the country. Only such a woman can marry you."
"If I want to do this, I'm afraid I'm already in my twilight years, and she's probably gray-haired. Is this still meaningful?"
"It depends on you. If you regard her as your goal in this life, as long as you are not separated from Yin and Yang, what will happen if you are gray-haired?"
The two of them stood side by side under the starry sky, answering the wrong questions and asking the wrong answers.
The night sky was silent, rivers and rivers stretched across the sky, stars were like sand, and there were no obstacles between the four fields. A shooting star suddenly flashed by. Chulu lowered his head and silently made a vow. Then he raised his head and asked Li Siye: "If I don't want to be a khan, I don't have to do it for the sake of being a khan."
And if I marry another woman, can I marry her?"
Li Siye stared down at him with a confused expression, then shook his head and said: "We don't want to compromise, but there is not a straight line between us and our goal. Sometimes it is a wall, sometimes it is a mountain, and we collide with it.
It’s better to take a detour if you go up there and get smashed to pieces. When a khan marries a strange woman, that’s a detour.”
Chulu seemed to understand, but it was a long and long process that he had to fight for.
When Li Siye returned to the camp from outside, he saw a Tuqishi woman standing outside the tent and spying. When someone approached, she ran away in panic. She could clearly see tears in her eyes.
He shouted towards the woman's running back: "If you don't want to leave, you can take her back!"
Unexpectedly, this woman escaped even faster.
…
After five days of garrison, the Tang army began to withdraw from Suiyechuan with the captured goods. When passing through Suiye City, Li Siye ordered his soldiers to buy three pieces of fine linen in the city and cut them into diapers with a horizontal knife. He put the babies in wicker bags.
The camel in the basket was mounted on the back of a pony. Yan Xiaosi and three other soldiers acted as temporary milk dads. Fortunately, there were groups of ewes among the seized supplies, so they milked the ewes for their children to drink. When they encountered a river,
He stopped at a certain place to clean the piles of excrement diapers, causing the soldiers who were filling water bags downstream to curse loudly.
The three picked-up babies turned out to be the only fun that could relieve the irritability during the military journey. The soldiers took turns to hug the children, and even their irritable tempers were suppressed.
Gao Xianzhi often returned to see the babies and make them laugh.
From time to time, he would throw out some strange blood theories, saying: "The parents of these three children are all lowly herdsmen from the Tuqi Shihuang clan, and they will not have any great achievements in this life. Tuqi Shi's noble surname is the middle one.
Lu, Geshu and others are the main ones. If they don’t have names, how can they be distinguished?”
Of course, Li Siye had to argue a little with this idea: "Ability has nothing to do with blood, but with family upbringing. Three babies are three pieces of white paper. Whatever is drawn on them will be what they are. If they are given swords, guns, swords and halberds, they will be the same in the future."
I will definitely serve you on the battlefield."
"Then what do you, the adoptive father, plan to name them?"
"Li Dingguo, Li Anguo, Li Zhenguo."
"Oh," Gao Xianzhi said, stroking his beard, "The name seems a little too bad."
"Li Zhilong, Li Zhiyun, Li Zhibao."
"There seems to be a baby girl here, right?"
"Then I can call you Li Zhifang, Zhilan or Zhimei."
Gao Xianzhi clutched his beard and muttered: "Zhi is the place of the heart. It's not quite appropriate. Can it be replaced with the word Chong?"
"Li Chongyun, Li Chongbao, how about calling the girl Li Chongle?"