Chapter Eighty-Five: The Mountains Are High and the People Are the Peaks

"After becoming a big Danyu, can't I indulge my desires?"

"No, on the contrary, you must behave more humbly and heroically than before, be ruthless to your real irreconcilable enemies, and accept anyone who hopes to be your helper, give him a certain amount of trust, and always tell him that you are his most trustworthy Dadanyu."

"That seems to make sense......"

Liu Ling smiled, gently patted Yi Zhixi's majestic chest and said, "This is the truth that the royal family of the Han family has always followed.

We are told from a very young age that hatred is the most boring feeling, and that if hatred can be exchanged for the security of the throne, there is no hatred that cannot be put down.

Even in the history books of the Great Han Kingdom, there are countless examples of giving up hatred and becoming friends with enemies.

After all, once these enemies have secured the throne after you, if they are not very useful, and you can't forget the hatred, then just find a plausible reason to kill him. ”

Yi Zhi obliquely listened to Liu Ling's words, lay down in the pile of furs, looked at the top of the tent in a daze, and said after a while: "Bayin, Hainer are very useful people, and at present, we can't kill them." ”

Liu Ling smiled and poured out a cup of hot tea from the silver pot, handed it to Yi Zhi and said, "Drink some tea to relieve hangover, and then, you go and tell the ghost witch that he must convey your kindness to Bayin and Hainer, and tell them that you are waiting for them in Dragon City, waiting for them to drink wine and eat meat with you!" ”

Yi Zhi laughed, drank all the tea in one gulp, stood up from the pile of fur, pinched Liu Ling's chin and said, "Wash it up, I'll come back to reward you!" ”

Liu Ling rolled his eyes and said, "Find the rest of your beauties, I have a cub in my belly." ”

Yi Zhi slanted out laughing, hugged Liu Ling fiercely and said, "You are a real Great Clan!" ”

Liu Ling also laughed and said, "You should be the best big single Yu!" ”

Seeing Yi Zhi slanting out, Liu Ling picked up Yi Zhi slanted and drank the rest of the tea, and put it under the beam of sunlight leaking from the top of the tent to watch carefully.

The pale yellow tea is clear and transparent, except for the strong tea aroma, even if you smell carefully, there is no other strange taste.

It's just a red line under Yi Zhi's slanted eyes, but Liu Ling sees it very clearly.

Splashing the tea, Liu Ling instructed Yinping to wash the tea bowl carefully, and then asked Meng Cha to help her get the bath water in.

"Why are you so dirty?"

Meng Cha walked in with a bucket of hot water, but was scolded by Liu Lingtou.

"Don't pour out the bath water I washed, you wash yourself well, I finally saw a Hun who loves cleanliness, but I don't know how to insist!"

Meng Cha likes to see Liu Ling who is not wearing clothes, and as soon as his head is raised, Liu Ling slaps his head down, and Meng Cha can only see Liu Ling's pair of crystal jade calves.

"Dare to lift your head and gouge out your eyes!"

Liu Ling stepped into the bathtub and lay comfortably in the hot water, before he said to Meng Cha, who was still bowing his head: "Hurry up and get out, bring me some hot water." ”

Meng Cha agreed and escaped from the tent in embarrassment, he heard it very clearly, Liu Ling in the tent, Ruyi, and the three people on the silver screen laughed very presumptuously.

Holding on to a stake on a horse, he struggled to recover his beating heart, and then he came to the fire with the barrel, and threw it to a woman: "Keep boiling water, and you can't stop!" ”

King Hutu is a noble title.

Before, Meng Cha didn't know what the three words King Hutu represented, it was Liu Ling who told him that King Hutu was the king of the Great Huns in the past, that is, the rightful successor of Da Danyu.

Liu Ling also told him that when the spring flowers bloomed, his clan would come to Dragon City, and he would no longer be alone.

"Little lion, when will you grow up?"

"My little lion, when will you have the strength to protect me?"

"Oh, my little lion, you have to eat more, only the strongest warrior can protect a princess like me......"

Meng Cha remembered every word Liu Ling had said to him, remembered every smiling face Liu Ling gave him, and even in his dreams, Liu Ling's beautiful face was still looking down on him.

"When my clan arrives, I will protect you with all my might, and if I have the possibility of becoming a great Danyu, I will build you a golden palace full of precious stones, as you said......"

In this way, Moncha does not remember how many times he said it, the starry sky on the grassland can prove how solemn he was when he swore it, and the grass on the grassland can also prove how touching his love words are.

Carrying a huge wooden barrel, Moncha ran very fast, and he didn't know what tiredness was when he worked for Liu Ling.

If possible, he hopes that Liu Ling is the legendary shepherd girl, wielding a leather whip to shepherd sheep on the green grass, and if possible, Meng Cha wants to be the majestic ram under Liu Ling's leather whip!

In the huge barrel were three of the most beautiful women, lying on the edge of the tub like three beautiful banshees.

The steaming warm water leaked out of the wooden spoon and splashed on the white shoulders and backs, and some mischievous droplets jumped from the beautiful skin and landed on the back of Muncha's hand.

A happy Moncha tried to make his hand as steady as he could, worried about which droplets of water would slip off the back of his hand......

After being kicked out of the tent again, Moncha carefully licked the drops of water on the back of his hands, which were already cold, and when they entered his mouth, they burned like flames, and Moncha had to bend down and hold his aching lower abdomen and moan in a low voice.

"Can this kid really be king?" Ruyi asked in a whisper as she looked at the door of the tent.

Liu Ling, who had a handkerchief on his head, chuckled: "He was originally a king!" ”

"But, he's too young." Yinping asked.

"It's good to be younger, my child is younger, and before my child grows up, he needs the protection of someone, don't you think Moncha is a good protector?"

"However, Ichisan is very strong, and he should live for many years." Ruyi was also a little puzzled.

"Da Dan Yu is a very life-consuming position, everyone who sits in the big Dan Yu seat cannot live for many years, we just prepare in advance.

Do you know who I admire the most in this world? ”

"Yunlang?"

"No, he's just a smart person, I only admire his wisdom, as for determining a certain person, I think whether it's Lu Pheasant or Empress Dowager Dou, they are all people who admire.

There are so many heroes and heroes in the Han Dynasty, but they have to surrender to two women, even if they are as strong as Han Xin, they can only die unjustly in Weiyang Palace!

When I become the Lu Pheasant of the Huns, the Empress Dowager Dou of the Huns, you two will also be the kings of the Huns! ”

Ruyi sighed, leaned on Liu Ling's towering chest and whispered: "We don't have as lofty ambitions as you, we just want to stay by your side and have a peaceful birthday in a few years!" ”

Liu Ling sighed with Ruyi and Yinping: "It is easy to live a rich life with me, but it is difficult to live a peaceful and joyful life!" ”

The tent suddenly became quiet, Liu Ling's pupils gradually narrowed, and his eyes became sharper and sharper.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the three of them were actually three drifting weeds, without any external force to help, and if she wanted to take root, she could only rely on herself.

Liu Ling held Ruyi, Yinping's hand became more and more forceful, gritted his teeth and said: "I heard Yun Lang say a famous saying, the mountain is high and the man is the peak!" Since we don't have ready-made big trees and mountains to rely on, then we ourselves become mountains and big trees.

One day, I will stand on the highest mountain and become a new mountain for all nations to worship, gods! ”

Looking at Ruyi and the worshipful gaze of the silver screen, Liu Ling suddenly became arrogant in his chest, and shouted outside the tent: "Mengcha! Where did you die, don't you know when the water is cold? ”

Then she heard the sound of Moncha running in disarray......

Huo Quai's spear pierced the chest of a Hun man, and with the strength of his arms, with the help of the momentum of his war horse, he picked up the corpse of this fierce Hun in the air.

The horse was still running, and his eyes were gradually turning red.

"Whew......"

He suddenly let out a wolf-like howl, and the last Han army watching the battle also entered the battle group......