Fei Qian knew in his heart that if he wanted to fight Xianbei head-on, the first thing was to clear Xianbei's possible reinforcements.

The so-called Xianbei reinforcements are the Qiang and Xiongnu.

Because they are all Hu people, although they are different tribes, when Xianbei went south in the first few times, the Qiang and Xiongnu also served as the wingers of the Xianbei people, taking advantage of the fire to rob and fish in troubled waters, and their hands were not stained with the blood of the Han people.

Of course, on the other hand, when the Han people were strong at that time, most of these Hu people regarded them as second-class people, and there were many things of bullying and suppression, just like the white people in the rice country in later generations saw the black people, whether it was law or civil affairs, they were inclined to the Han people......

However, there is no way to calculate these things about Chen sesame and rotten grains now, and there is no way to calculate them clearly, especially this bad debt with the Huns, which is simply rotten to the extreme.

First the enemy, then the Southern Xiongnu and the Northern Xiongnu split, then the Southern Xiongnu became the leading party, and then participated in the Han Dynasty's suppression of peasant uprisings in various places and local powerful rebellions......

But in the same way, the Southern Xiongnu also rebelled from time to time, attacking cities and towns, and plundering the people......

Is this considered good or bad?

Kill them all? So will any of these ethnic minorities around the Han Dynasty choose to surrender in the future?

Forgive somebody's past misdeeds? So don't these ethnic minorities die when they want to die, and then find that the problem is big, and they can be repatriated home smoothly and free of charge when they lie down and shout for mercy?

Anyway, this account is very messy, and even future generations of certified public accountants may not be able to calculate it clearly......

After the battle of Pingyang, it was naturally impossible for the Fuluo tribe to stay in the area of Pingyang where there was no grassland for a long time, so they set up camp near Gaonu north of Beiqu.

Gaonu was originally a county seat, but now it is in dilapidation, like Pingyang before, and there are basically no Han people living there, only some horse thieves have used it as a stronghold.

Yu Fuluo basically didn't have much effort, so he cleaned up this group of horse thieves, and then found a few houses that were not completely destroyed as residences, and most of the cattle and sheep were put on the banks of the horses and rivers for grazing.

Yu Fuluo greeted Fei Qian's arrival outside Gaonu City early......

Fei sneaked in front of Yu Fuluo, got off the horse, looked left and right, and said, "Shan Yu, I haven't seen you for a long time, and it looks good!" ”

"Haha, Zhonglang has the same complexion, and he looks good!" Yu Fuluo stepped forward to touch his chest as a salute, and then hugged Fei Qian, and then took Fei Qian into the city together, it seems that the relationship between the two is cordial......

There is no way not to be kind, now the letter of state canonized in Fuluo officially as the Southern Xiongnu Shan Yu is still in the hands of Fei Qian's master Cai Yong, and is now slowly going to the east of the river, if it is not for fear of causing any misunderstanding, Yu Fuluo, who got the news, is even eager to send thousands of eight hundred cavalry to escort all the way!

Therefore, can Yu Fuluo not have a good attitude towards Fei Qian?

As soon as he entered the county town of Gaonu, Yu Fuluo loudly instructed his people to kill cattle and sheep, saying that he wanted to entertain distinguished guests.

Fei Qian smiled, looked left and right, and suddenly said casually: "Shan Yu, it also looks good here, do you want me to repair it for you and use it as a place for the royal court?" ”

Yu Fuluo's walking movement seemed to pause for half a second, then glanced at Fei Qian, and said, "Our royal court is in Meiji, no longer here." ”

"But now......" Fei Qian said as if chatting, "I heard...... The Marquis of the Bones of Xubu seems to be quite close to the Xianbei people......"

Fei Qian's words were not finished, but the meaning was naturally clear to Fuluo, if the Marquis of Xubu Gudu had something to do with the Xianbei people, then Yu Fuluo's hope of returning to Meiji would be even more slim.

Of course, Fei Qian doesn't know if the Marquis of Xubu Gudu really has any dealings with the Xianbei people, but after all, Meiji and the Xianbei people under the Yin Mountain are not far away, and since Yu Fuluo chose the Han Dynasty, and the Marquis of Xubu Gudu neither sent an envoy to the Han Dynasty nor entrusted the Han officials to write a letter to explain anything, so there is no problem with most of them choosing to deviate from the Han court.

Yu Fuluo walked forward silently and did not speak, but the occasional throbbing muscles in his cheeks revealed that his mood was not as calm as it seemed.

It wasn't until after the guests and hosts were seated and the banquet began that Yu Fuluo was smiling again and talking and laughing. Now that the canonization is imminent, in that respect, Yu Fuluo at least shows that he is confident and confident in the future in front of his clan, and uses this to suppress some dissatisfied voices within the clan and enhance his personal majesty and command.

Fei Qian naturally knew it, and cooperated with Yu Fuluo's smile, and did not talk about any topics during the normal banquet, it was really like coming to congratulate Fuluo in advance......

Clusters of bonfires are lit, and the whole sheep is roasted under the flames, exuding the unique aroma of fat; The beef bones in the large copper kettle tumble up and down in the milky white boiling soup; The tender sirloin is cut into two-finger-wide slices, sprinkled with green salt, and grilled on top of wooden branches until it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The mare's milk wine, with its special sourness, is poured into a bowl and added as you go; The cheese and various dried fruits are basically packed like a hill on the plate......

The Southern Huns sang and danced around the bonfire, and from time to time they would come forward with wine bowls to toast.

Yu Fuluo's face was full of red light, and every time someone came, he would pull Fei Qian and introduce Fei Qian, saying that this was the warrior of that name, and that was the head of that tribe, and then Yu Fuluo patted each other's chests with the people who came, hooked shoulders and backs, and the atmosphere was not too good.

The banquet lasted from the early afternoon to the evening, and when Fei Qian saw that the time was almost up, he deduced that he was drunk, and then quietly withdrew.

After about half a burnt incense, Yu Fuluo also came over, and saw that Fei Qian had already made the tea soup boiled, so he laughed, sat down, and said, "Say, Fei Zhonglang, what do you need us to do?" ”

Fei Qian shook his head and said, "No, I don't need you to do anything at all. ”

Yu Fuluo laughed twice, not believing it at all: "The Xianbei people have already sent troops from the southern foot of Yin Mountain, and it is estimated that it will take another twenty ......days at most."

Fei Qian burped, hurriedly picked up the tea bowl, took a sip and pressed it, and said, "Xianbei, hehe, in fact, I don't care about it yet." ”

Yu Fuluo said "Ha", but he didn't speak, but obviously thought that Fei Qian was talking big. Xianbei now has not a million people who control the strings, but also hundreds of thousands, and you dare to say that you don't care about it?

You are a Fei Qianfei Zhonglang, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue?