The Tatars believed that after death, the soul would live in another world.

There their herds will breed, and their souls will be able to eat, drink, and do other things, like what people do in this world.

Therefore, the Tatars have always been open to death, as have their loved ones.

So, when Zag's uncle heard that his son had been killed in battle, he neither shed tears nor cried out loud.

It's not that he's cold-blooded.

The Tatars believed that crying would frighten the undead and get lost.

Tears can cause the undead to sink into tears and not be reborn.

After listening to his statement, everyone was silent for a while, and then they all asked.

For example, is there anything to eat in the city of naturalization?

Can cattle and sheep be exchanged for tea?

Does the owner of Naturalization City believe in the Yellow Sect or the Red Sect?

Zag was very patient and explained them one by one.

When these people heard that the Silver Buddha Temple was dedicated to the Yellow Sect Master, they no longer hesitated, and they all got up and went home to pack their things, preparing to go south to Naturalization City to make a living.

After decades of spreading in Mongolia, the Yellow Religion has taken deep roots and won the hearts of the people.

Including Zag's parents, they are devout believers in the Yellow Sect.

They believed that a person who believed in the Yellow Sect would definitely treat them well.

So, when Zag returned to the camp, he took more than 200 of their tribe to the city of naturalization.

When they arrived in Guicheng, they spontaneously installed yurts in the north of Guihua City.

Zag felt the need for him to give this reaction to Shangguan.

Therefore, he ran back to the Tartar camp and asked to see Tuomu.

When Tuomu heard that he had brought his clansmen here, his eyes showed a strange light, and he personally took him to see Wang Zezhi.

Neither of them expected that Wang Zezhi was overjoyed when he heard that a Mongolian tribe had come to vote.

At that moment, he ordered Wang Shan to set up a porridge shed in the north of the city to help the tribesmen who came to defect to survive this winter.

When these people came to receive porridge, they found that there was not only porridge in the porridge shed, but also a pound of tea for each Mongolian family.

Wang Zezhi knew that tea was a must for these people, so he distributed some of the tea leaves in stock.

This time it was like water entering an oil pot, and the herdsmen directly boiled, shouting loudly one by one to express their gratitude to Wang Zezhi.

The news spread like wings, and the scattered herdsmen scattered on the grassland heard the news, and more and more yurts were stationed around the city of Guihua.

Zag's father warmly invited Wang Zezhi to his house for dinner.

Wang Zezhi agreed without even thinking about it.

The tow wood beside Wang Zezhi looked at Wang Zezhi like a monster, he was wondering if Wang Zezhi was not afraid that these people would kill him?

He felt that Wang Zezhi must have just said it casually.

Actually, Dragwood was completely wrong.

Wang Zezhi knew that the Mongols were hospitable and trustworthy.

He had heard an interesting story about a man roaming the steppe on horseback, carrying nothing but a leg of mutton.

At sunset, I saw a yurt and got off the horse and stayed overnight.

The master untied his leg of lamb and killed it.

After eating and drinking, I slept in the yurt with the host's family and slept soundly.

The next day, the host sent the guest on the road and gave him a new leg of lamb on his back.

This man walked a long way on the grassland, and when he came home, he still carried a leg of mutton, but he didn't know how many times he had changed it.

So, that night, he took Tuomu and Zag with him, and without any weapons, and the three of them were invited.

When Wang Zezhi told him to set off with Zag, Tuomu felt like he had seen a ghost.

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Although Wang Zezhi ordered him not to bring any weapons, he still vigilantly brought a dagger, because he was afraid that Wang Zezhi would have an accident.

Mongols have the habit of eating mutton with daggers, and it doesn't matter if you bring a dagger.

When Wang Zezhi rode a horse to the location of the Zag people, Tuomu suddenly dismounted, stopped Wang Zezhi's horse, and signaled him to dismount.

The king dismounted.

Tuomu went straight to the yurt and said.

"The rules on the grassland, the master's family is feasting, we should dismount and talk about respect."

Follow the customs, Wang Zezhi signaled to understand and follow him forward.

"Ah, guests from afar, there are herdsmen from Chi'er Mountain living here, please let our mare's milk wine and mutton here add a little playfulness to the guests."

The owner of the yurt was Zag's uncle, and he warmly invited the three of them to dinner together.

"The wild geese flying south landed not only because they were hungry and thirsty, but also because they wanted to express their friendship with the landlord." Tuomu said politely.

"Abga, we're just passing by, let's not drink it, they're invited by my Abu."

After Zag finished mopping the wood, he was worried that his uncle, who was good at drinking, would leave them behind, so he hurriedly shouted.

"Oh, Zag, it turns out that our warriors have returned, so the guest you brought is the master of Kuku and Tun (Naturalized City).

Since you're here, let's drink a little less, and you can't leave on an empty stomach. Zag's uncle enthusiastically retained.

They also went to Guihua City to receive porridge and tea, they ate beef and mutton for a long time, drank a bowl of porridge made of coarse grains, and cooked a bowl of milk tea, and the whole person felt refreshed.

"Bring me a big bowl." Zag's uncle yelled at the woman in the family, and the woman immediately went back to her bag and took out a wooden bowl bigger than Wang Ze's head.

Wang Zezhi looked at such a big bowl of mare's milk wine, and the corners of his eyes jumped.

That's what you mean by drinking less?

"Guests of Naturalized City, please."

Zag's uncle picked up the bowl and drank half of it in one go, motioning for Wang Zezhi to drink.

Wang Zezhi smiled politely and drank half of it.

"Okay, hahaha... Readily. ”

Seeing that Wang Zezhi was drinking refreshingly, Zag's uncle happily took out a dagger and prepared to cut some delicious mutton on the leg of mutton for him.

"How can such a thing trouble the master? I'll do it anyway. Timber was quick-eyed, and by the time he was holding the dagger, he had already gotten up and began to cut.

Seeing this, Zag's uncle did not reluctantly let the wood be cut.

Dragged the wood to cut the mutton and put it on the plate in front of Wang Zezhi, signaling that he could eat it.

Wang Zezhi drank half a bowl of mare's milk wine, his stomach was turning over the river and the sea, and at this moment he ate a few pieces of mutton, and suddenly felt refreshed.

"It's delicious, it's happy, hahaha..." Wang Zezhi was very happy and drank a big sip of mare's milk wine.

This kind of big bowl of drinking, the feeling of eating meat is really refreshing.

"The fragrant milk wine, it's so mellow!

Ladies in the city, please make a bowl!

The affection in the cup is as deep as a lake, refreshing and not intoxicating.

Guests are invited to drink freely, and the host will follow you.

A thousand words, all in the bowl of wine. ”

The woman in Uncle Zag's family, while adding wine to Wang Zezhi, sang a song in Mongolian to persuade drinking.

Although Wang Zezhi didn't understand, he also knew that he was persuading wine.

He smiled politely again.

"Abga, guests still have to go to our house, you can't get drunk here." Zag listened to the drinking song and was anxious.

He immediately stood up and said.

"Just this bowl, drink this bowl, and then the guests will go." Zag's uncle drank the milk wine in front of him and turned the bottom of the bowl over, signaling that there was nothing left.

Wang Zezhi exhaled quietly, you can't lose the battle, do it.

Wang Zezhi also drank all the wine in the bowl, and then thanked Zag's uncle and family, and then walked towards Zag's yurt.