Jiayin sings, almost like a wolf howl, but he drinks high, singing without scruples, Meng Yin first pursed his lips and snickered, and gradually that trace of chuckle disappeared, replaced by solemnity, tears in his eyes.

Ah Du, the head of the hook is Adu, the excited bowl of wine spilled wet clothes, and when the ghost of Jia Yin is finished, he grabbed Jia Yin's arm and asked urgently: "General A, why are there fifty-six nationalities?" ”

"Uh......"

Playing songs after drinking is still good for sobering up, Jia Yin hit a drink, his brain cleared up a lot, helped Ah Du to sit down, and said with a smile:

"I don't know about this, but Your Majesty and the Queen are naturally said to be fifty-six nationalities, when the national flag was first set, Your Majesty drew a pattern with his own hands, it was a big star in the middle, and then four smaller stars were guarded, at that time there was a mention of fifty-six nationalities, but I don't care about this, and I can't say why, I will sing this song, because the queen is my sister-in-law, and my wife spends more time with her than with me......"

Delezu of the Mangbu Department raised his sleeves to wipe the corners of his eyes, and said astringently: "How good is the singing of the flowers that bloom from the root tree......

Jia Yin really didn't expect that playing a song that he was interested in would have such a touching effect, but he didn't know that the reason why these barbarians could sit down and drink immediately after the martial arts competition was that they hoped to hear useful news from the mouth of the closest people around the Great Qin Emperor.

Because......

It has never been their desire to fight for life and death, and gaining recognition is the common expectation of most barbarians.

The reason why these servants, Qingqiang, Yi, Miao, Pu, Bureaucrats, Yizi, Lulu, and Wuman, are collectively called "barbarians" is that they are full of contempt and contempt.

They are marginalized people.

They yearn for the Han people's life, but regardless of the former Tang Dynasty and the later Shu, they are all guarded against.

Dali in the southeast, because of the natural barrier of Guanshan, it is difficult to get close, and the risk is greater.

Therefore, whether emotionally or intellectually, these barbarians east of Shimen Pass are actually inclined to Yizhou, no matter who is the emperor, I just hope to be kind to them.

But what does it mean to do well?

In fact, you don't have to think too much about tax cuts and exemptions, because you have to pay less, so how can you call it better?

The business is coming, don't be so arrogant, don't be so crooked and greedy.

When the traveling merchants come, don't be so deceived and deceive, and don't treat the population as livestock.

When Hermes-Epitek sees it, stop looking at people with your nostrils, and don't act contemptuously with people.

That's all that's enough......

At the end of the day, it's they who want to be recognized.

Therefore, this song that was sung in later generations from north to south of the river, ordinary people only feel that the melody is beautiful when they listen to it, but for these barbarians, as long as they understand it, they are all regarded as the sound of heaven.

Because, singing their heart's wishes and expectations!

However, there were many good things, and most of the barbarian leaders were in a state of agitation, and the sound of swords clashing sounded in the darkness in the distance.

Zhao Lei was attacked.

But it was the Menglie Department who was greedy, and instructed the warriors in the clan to attack Zhao Lei, preparing to capture the guy who "mastered" the key to the Heavenly Thunder God's punishment back to the mountain.

The hook of the Mongli Department saw that something was wrong, and immediately knelt on the ground to ask for guilt.

Jia Yin saw that Zhao Lei was not injured, and it was not easy to make a big move at the moment, so he could only reprimand him seriously and then comforted him.

It's just that the harmonious atmosphere that has been formed with great difficulty has been destroyed.

The moon is sparse, and the banquet is over.

Early the next morning, Jia Yin was woken up by the Red Mountain, and hurriedly ran up to the city to take a look, and thousands of barbarians were waiting for him.

Dele, Adu, Mengcheng and others dressed up in costumes, marched out in unison, and sang loudly, and they didn't know what to sing.

Yu Sheng, the guard general who knew the brute feelings, was very excited, and said to Jia Yin: "General A, they want to make a bloody alliance with you and be loyal to Daqin!" ”

……

Ally!

For Jia Yin, he couldn't ask for it, and he opened the door at the moment, ran out screaming, and when he opened his mouth, it made Dele and others cry and laugh.

"You came so early, I didn't even wash my face......"

The leaders of the forty-three tribes made a bloody alliance with Jia Yin, and even Zhao Lei also obtained a bumper harvest in life.

Meng Xian in order to avoid the disaster of extermination, kneeling to ask Dele and others for assistance, Dele and Adu and others just discussed things, saying that the Emperor of Great Qin we have not seen, but General A is worthy of our trust, besides, Dali will soon be out of Shimen, we must have a choice, at the moment, there is no need to choose, as long as the General A can be a blood alliance, we will be loyal to Daqin.

Dele pulled Meng Xian aside and said, "Take two bags of golden sands as a dowry for my granddaughter, and the old man will help you wipe things up."

In fact, the barbarians are not poor, the mountains are rich in products, and the farmers are idle and scoop for golden sand, accumulating a lot, at least the big and small chiefs have money.

But it is true that they are short of materials, because they are afraid of trading, and every time they trade, they will suffer losses, even if they are familiar businessmen, they are vigilant enough, and they will not trade if they can, so the barbarians sell all kinds of things, but the things they buy are nothing more than daily necessities such as salt and iron pots.

Yesterday, when I was drinking, I had a clear understanding of the young talents in the Great Qin Army, and knew that Zhao Lei was the brother of Jia Yinji's cronies, so he made up his mind and sent someone to bring his precious granddaughter overnight.

Although they are barbarians, they sit on the throne above 10,000 people, and it is still simple to invite an old Han scholar, so his granddaughter, like Meng Yin of Meng Youbu, has read books, knows words, and will be a good girl, beautiful, Si Swenwen, more Han girl than the Han girl, and a nice name is Dexin.

Such a good thing, Jia Yin naturally strongly supported it, called Zhao Lei aside, and said that this is a political task, you have to be careful, and the defense will be handed over to Chishan, so you can accompany the girl to wander around.

Zhao Lei's face was full of reluctance, not that the girl was not beautiful, but that it hurt his self-esteem.

But the general's order must be carried out if it is not carried out, he hung his head and walked listlessly in front of the girl, and said: "Marriage matters, I have to listen to my mother." ”

How do you know that although this Dexin is educated by the Han family, but there is still a barbarian girl in her bones, first I saw him from afar and he was brave and handsome, and there were seven points of joy in his heart, and then he said his heart as soon as he opened his mouth, and his good feeling rose by two points, and he laughed and laughed at the moment: "Of course, we barbarians also listen to their parents, by the way, what does she like mother, I will prepare some gifts for her......"

“……”

Zhao Lei was speechless, can his mother call him casually.

He looked up at her, and saw that her willow eyebrows were crooked, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, and the dimples in her cheeks were full of joy.

His heart softened, such a girl, probably, mother will be happy.

Since he became the commander of the Tiger Guard Battalion, there are actually a lot of people who have kissed him, but he didn't agree, because his mother is the first important thing in his heart, and he is afraid that marrying a lady in the city will make his mother be wronged, and it is not appropriate to marry a plum back, because as his mother said, it will drag him back, or, the two sides have different visions and thoughts, and they may not be together after marriage, because of such and such concerns, he has been hesitant about his marriage.

"Do you know how to cook?"

He sent a word to the gods, and then ...... It's sinking deeper and deeper into the gentle trap.

"Yes, I'll burn it for you now, okay?"

……

"Don't blame me if it's not delicious."

In the mountains of Jianchuan, in front of the low shack, a girl in green clothes squatted in front of the hanging pot, counting the salt and putting it in the pot.

The spear leaned against the door frame, looking at her with tenderness in his eyes.

"As long as you cook it, it's delicious without salt."

The corners of Gu Xinyan's mouth curled slightly, and there was a slight puff of puff.

The two of them have been coming to this Jianchuan for more than a month, with the idea of lightning striking the dragon wood, carefully attracting the attention of the Yang clan patriarch, after "difficult" negotiations, the deal was finally reached, and they helped the Yang family to act, and the reward was the lightning strike wood that was split in half by lightning.

Right now, waiting for a good opportunity, but they happen to be sweet.

……

In the east of Shimen Guandong, Duan Siliang and Meng Chang had just stepped into the walled gate of the Wusa Department and received the cheers of the crowd.

In front of the city of Lizhou, Gao Fangfu led 40,000 Dali elite soldiers and 20,000 barbarian soldiers to encircle Lizhou.

In the Chongsheng Temple, Master Hongxiu put down the wooden fish in his hand, slowly walked up the back mountain, sat down on the big bluestone under the ancient pine in the back mountain, looked around, but saw the green mountains smiling, the green water singing, there was a person wearing a hat is quietly marching in the yellow flowers and green grass, and the long sword in his hand is extremely slender.

This middle-aged monk, commonly known as Duan Siying, smiled and was far away.

In the Dali Palace, Duan Sicong was worshipping the Buddha, he knelt down in front of the Buddha respectfully, and recited the Diamond Sutra softly.

In the bluer sky set against the Erhai Lake, the white clouds are quietly changing, sometimes hideous like a monster, sometimes peaceful like a Buddha, there is a touch of blackness, unconsciously dyed.