The snow-white bone knife has a wide and narrow palm, a thin blade, and the fingers brushed it, and the slightest sharp feeling is pressing the skin.

With a wave of his hand, the wind whimpered, and it was a sharp knife.

Gao Dabao took the scabbard, looked at it carefully, and said with envy in his tone:

"It's the bones of a big white bear in the Northland, and when I followed the King of the Northland to kill the steppe horse thief, I encountered such a giant beast, and the bones were very big."

Gao Dabao gestured with his hand, trying to pull out the appearance of a giant beast.

Two of the Praetorian guards had also penetrated deep into the Northland, and they also added to the rumors, talking about the height of the big bear.

"It's a nice ornament."

Su Lu put the knife in his sheath and threw it to the Praetorian guard who had exchanged it.

The Praetorian grabbed the knife and said with a smile:

"I don't dare to use this thing, in case it breaks when I go into battle, the injury is small, and it won't be worth losing my life."

"Then keep it as an heirloom."

Su Lu took the reins from Gao Dabao's hand, turned over and got on his horse, and saw this prosperity, it was time to go back, maybe Li Qing knew where to fight.

After such a long time, it is time for Mali's military information to come over, and Su Yi should be about to win a big victory.

The foreign post house area in the northwest corner of Yanjing City, facing the corner of the city wall, is a newly divided house, with red walls and gray tiles, sitting on four main houses facing south in the north, and three side rooms on each side.

In the not wide courtyard, several shirtless men sat or stood, talking in the courtyard.

The rough man who exchanged the pot of liquor with the guards with a bone knife entered the courtyard, and the big men in the courtyard surrounded him at once.

"Why is this flask so small?"

"Hahetai, did you swallow a pot privately?"

"Let me taste it, it tastes like it's killing me."

In the chaotic voice, a small wine jug was raised, and a group of rough men, huddled together, surrounded the man called Hahetai, all wanting to grab it and take a sip.

In the main hall on the north side, the gray-haired Snow Clan patriarch scolded angrily:

"A group of dirt buns who have never seen the world, let them be quiet."

The Snow Clan man standing at the door laughed and said:

"Patriarch, they're not fooling around, Hahetai came back with a pot of wine, that thing is delicious."

"Wine?"

The patriarch looked at the Snow Clan's man who spoke, and frowned:

"Wokotai, you go, bring it to me, let me see how delicious it can be."

The Snow Clan man answered, turned around and walked out the door.

A group of Snow Clan men who are arguing at the door are in order, ready to ask for a sip of yours and a sip of wine.

Wokotai snatched the flask with his hand, and reprimanded:

"What are you making fuss about, this is the capital of the Han Kingdom, I don't have to lose the face of my Snow Clan."

The man who was robbed of the wine jug was just about to be angry, when he heard Wo Kotai's reprimand, the anger on his face disappeared at once, his tone was ugly, and he asked aggrievedly:

"Ogedai, can you let me drink it...... Hey, Wokotai ......"

Ignoring the shouting from behind, Wokotai took the flask and went straight into the main hall.

The flask was presented, and Wokotai's face was red with excitement:

"Patriarch, this is a good thing, a good thing of the Han Kingdom."

The patriarch glanced at the flask, and his face flashed with disdain:

"This flask is not bad, but it doesn't smell good."

As he spoke, the Snow Clan Patriarch had already picked up the flask and took a sip at the spout.

After taking a sip of white wine, the expression on the face of the Snow Clan patriarch changed, first strange, then uncomfortable, and finally wonderful.

"Good stuff!"

After tasting the taste of liquor, the patriarch of the Snow Clan suddenly came to his senses, looked at Wokotai, and looked excited:

"This thing, interesting."

took another sip of the wine jug, and the old man suddenly became excited:

"Don't say it, it's funny."

The old man lifted the lid of the flask, and looked urgent:

"That's interesting."

I drank the liquor in the jug in one gulp.

The face of the Wokotai next to him was full of disappointment, looking at the empty wine jug, how did he feel that his heart, no, his stomach, was as empty as this wine jug.

At the entrance of the main hall, a group of people from Hahetai probed their brains and saw the empty wine jug, and a group of people suddenly lost their spirits.

The patriarch of the Snow Clan shook the wine jug, and when he saw that there was no wine at all, he was a little disappointed in his heart, and instructed the Wokotai next to him and said:

"Go, get me some more pots."

Wokotai's face was ugly when he heard this, and Ai Ai said:

"No, Patriarch."

When the patriarch of the Snow Clan heard this, he took out a golden bean from his arms and threw it into Ogedai's arms:

"Is this golden bean enough?"

Wokotai pinched the golden beans, and his face was full of entanglement:

"I can't change much of this thing, and ordinary shops don't accept it."

The Snow Clan Patriarch was puzzled:

"How come, on the way we came, the silver could still be used, but when we arrived in the capital, it couldn't be used?"

Wokotai pinched the golden beans:

"On the way, we spend all our money on jewelry, and there are very few people who want this gold bean."

"The Han Kingdom is a big country, and it has its own silver coin, which is a kind of coin, which is very easy to carry."

The Snow Clan Patriarch was puzzled:

"Then how did these boys buy it, Lao Tzu still has these golden beans, they don't have any golden beans."

Ogedai pointed to the bone knife hanging from his waist:

"I took the bone knife to exchange for wine and drink, and the bone knife can still be exchanged for some wine."

The Snow Clan Patriarch suddenly became annoyed:

"I think my Snow Clan is also a big clan in the Northland, why don't I even have some Han coins, and the Han caravan travels all over the world, so there are no clansmen who save some Han coins?"

Wokotai nodded, there really isn't, because of the horse thieves, the Han caravan can't pass through the territory of the Snow Clan.

There was no money to use, so for the first time, the patriarch of the Snow Clan was a little resentful of the horse thieves who disturbed the northern land of the Han Kingdom.

"Take the jewelry, sell it, and buy it with money."

"Forget it, come with me to see the Ministry of Rites, I think Qian Shangshu must have a way to teach me."

The patriarch of the Snow Clan beckoned to Wokotai and said, the last time I went to see the Ministry of Rites, although I couldn't see anyone, but the jewel opened the way and had already opened up the people below.

Thinking that he was a dignified patriarch, he was a patriarch who wanted to be honored when he arrived in the Far North court, and he couldn't even afford the liquor in the Han market.

Wokotai greeted a few people, brought jewelry gifts, and went to see Qian Qianyi.

Qian Qianyi was reluctant to see the Snow Clan, but he gave too much money, so he had to meet him.

Looking at the patriarch of the Snow Clan with a fierce expression, his hair and beard are gray, but he is in good spirits, and he is a master at a glance.

Qian Qian thought about it, if he could collect the Snow Clan for the use of the imperial court, he would definitely be able to produce a few brave generals, and he could use it as a aid when the time came, which was a good idea.

Qian Qianyi made a decision in his heart.

"Does the patriarch know why he can't be tolerated in my Han Kingdom and not accepted by His Majesty?"

The patriarch of the Snow Clan is a little confused, why, I also want to know. His gaze swept over the nearby Wokodai and motioned for him to offer the jewels he had brought.

A burden of jewelry was placed on the seed.

"You are bribes ......"

Qian Qianyi's words swallowed, looking at the shining jewels on the table, Qian Qianyi simply surrendered, this is a local tyrant.

"Surrendering to my Han Kingdom is the only way for you."

Qian Qianyi spoke.