Yel Khan accepted the worship of the people, and his voice was calm and let everyone be exempted. Ye Leyi saw his father's cold side face, covered with a faint gold by the rising sun, as if the red black god descended to earth, his attitude was calm, and he held the supreme power in his hand, dominating life and death in the world.

Yereyi watched all this, she was not as sentimental as her mother, and her mood at the moment was very excited. She and her father have been planning for a long time, training for many years, and at this moment they finally stood on the top of 10,000 people and accepted the surrender of the grassland people. There was a faint sense of pride in her heart, because of Yele, because of the Chishui Department.

She stood on the high platform and secretly swore in her heart that she would never marry anyone else in this life, not only because of Qin Luo, but also because she loved her family and people, and she was willing to dedicate her life to the Chishui Ministry.

Yelekon had a faint expression, he was still young and did not understand the complex struggle on the steppe. Perhaps in his opinion, the Chishui Ministry replaced the Qingyun Ministry, and for him, it was just moving his family from Parjia Xitang to Danyang City, and people called him from the young master to the prince.

How prominent the Chishui tribe will be in the future, and even how he will become a khan to rule the entire steppe, these are too far away for Yelkon. He still felt a little guilty about Tuoba in his heart, after all, it was his father who drove his friends away.

Yelekon also often went to the places where he went hunting with Tuoba Yan, Qin Luo, Alem and Abutai. He recalled that at that time, although Tuoba Yan was still a khan who did not live up to the name, and he was a proton himself, those days were really pleasant.

At that time, Yeleconer naively thought that the friendship between himself and these partners of Qingyun would continue, but he didn't expect that in just a few years, Chishui and Qingyun would have a short handover.

Time is also fate, and no one can predict in advance the treacherous chaos on the grassland.

At the same time, Tuoba Yan and the second prince are engaged in a fierce debate.

"Let my mother write a letter to the Great Khan of Weimu?" The second prince instantly became suspicious, "Who proposed to you to form an alliance with the Baisha Tribe?" ”

"Yes......" Tuoba said in annoyance, "does it matter who it is?" ”

"Of course it is." As soon as the second prince saw Tuoba's sluggish appearance, it was all clear, "It's Qin Luo, right?" ”

Tuoba Yan was noncommittal, and the second prince continued: "He is a slave, how can he still be in politics? ”

"I don't care if he's a slave or a courtier, as long as his advice is good, I'll listen to it."

"Third brother, you are simply obedient to him now." The second prince said angrily, "I heard that you placed him in your own dormitory, what is the point of you doing this, belittleing him?" ”

"You want to make him a slave." Tuoba Yan said, "Qin Luo has always been a close friend, advisor and teacher in my heart. ”

"I really don't know what kind of medicine he gave you to make you obey the words of a Chu person like this." The second prince was really heartbroken, "I remember that he still owes fifty canes, how long will it be delayed?" ”

"He's not healed." How could Tuoba Yan bear Qin Luo's punishment, thinking that he could help him get through, so he mixed up.

It's a pity that the second prince is not so easy to mix, "He was only beaten a few times by the Chishui Ministry, and after so many days, he has long acted as usual." Khan, you don't expect me to forget about it, do you? ”

"Why do you always hold on to Qin Luo?" Tuoba said angrily, "I'm looking for you to talk about an alliance. ”

"Okay, let's not talk about Qin Luo, just talk about things." The second prince said, "Khan, I don't recommend an alliance with the White Sand Tribe, they are not reliable. ”

"I know their wall grass, but do we have any other choice on the grassland than the white sands?" Tuoba Yan had already guessed that the second brother would refuse, so he thought of a set of rhetoric, "Let's give it a try and ask Concubine Wei Mu to write a letter to explore the attitude of the Baisha Department." ”

The second prince frowned, this made it difficult for the concubine. Concubine Wei Mu has not been in contact with the family for a long time, and her relationship with the Great Khan of Wei Mu is not so good. When Wei Mu Basang was young, Wei Mu married Qingyun. For Wei Mu's concubine in his hometown, he has long been a matter of fact.

"I can persuade my mother, but I won't force her." The second prince said, "What about Qin Luo, fifty rods, I won't forget." ”

Tuoba Yan was upset in his heart, and his face sank, "I know." ”

When Tuoba Yan came back, Qin Luo was sitting in the tent cooking mare's milk tea. Over the years, Jimmy's hand was injured, and the matter of boiling mare's milk tea fell to the other slave girls. Now that Qin Luo is idle and has been following Khan's side, Jimmy handed over the matter of cooking mare's milk tea to him.

Qin Luo looked at the hot mare's milk tea in front of him, and remembered that when he met Tuoba Yan for the first time, he made him a cup of tea from the Central Plains. At that time, Jimmy also joked with him, saying that it was better than Nanchu's tea or mare's milk tea.

When Qin Luo first drank Jimmy's mare's milk tea, he was still a little unaccustomed to it. However, after so many years, he has long become accustomed to the food here, and even the mare's milk tea is cooked as much as Jimmy.

Tuoba Yan smelled the fragrance of mare's milk tea, sat down and took a big sip. Qin Luo refilled the cup for him on the side and asked, "Has the second prince agreed?" ”

Tuoba wiped his mouth, "The second brother said that he would persuade Wei Mu to concubine, as for whether the concubine is willing or not, I don't know." ”

"Didn't the second prince say anything more?" Qin Luo naturally didn't believe in the wisdom of the second prince, and he wouldn't have guessed that he had made this suggestion.

He ...... He ...... "Tuoba scratched his head," and he said, "You are in politics." But it's okay, I'll take your back. ”

Politics is a slave who cannot do politics. If you are a minister, how can you talk about politics? When Qin Luo heard this, he had already guessed what the second prince said, "He is complaining that the Khan transferred me to his side, and even wants to beat me, don't let me forget my identity." ”

Qin Luo knew that what the second prince said at that time was that the cane was fifty for today's beating. The second prince also understood that even if Qin Luo was degraded as a slave, as long as he was by the Khan's side, it would have no effect. And now everyone knows that Qin Luo is reused by the Khan, which one will not have long eyes to embarrass Qin Luo. Those who devalue slaves or not are simply like fictitiousness.

Tuoba was speechless, which was a tacit acquiescence. Qin Luo smiled: "I am in good health now, and Khan doesn't need to scruple." ”

"Qin Luo!" Tuoba shook his head, "I won't let you suffer again." ”

"I won't suffer in vain." Qin Luo said, "The Khan told the second prince that I can be punished, and the letter of Wei Mu's concubine must also be written. ”

A day later, Wei Mushi finally finished writing the letter under the persuasion of the second prince. Then the second prince took his mother's letter and hurried to the khan's bedchamber. He was accompanied by several strong men armed with wooden sticks.

Qin Luo knelt on the top of the collapse, looked up at the second prince, and showed a hint of a smile.