Chapter 8 Three Qingxiang Clansmen

The mother was unsurprisingly drunk.

Although the taste of the Western Regions grape wine is still a little sweet, the taste is very good, because the sugar is not sufficiently drained during the winemaking.

is such a grape with a faint wine flavor, or Wang Rouhua drunk a lot.

No one laughed at Wang Rouhua, who walked crookedly, but let out a louder cheer, these stupid savages simply thought that Wang Rouhua had drunk their wine, even if she accepted them.

Listening to his mother's painful vomiting in the room, Tie Xinyuan stood outside the door and walked around like an old donkey.

Finally waiting for Mama Zhang to come out of her mother's room, Tie Xinyuan hurriedly asked, "How is mother?" ”

Mama Zhang smiled: "I vomited out all the things I drank, I just drank a bowl of sobering soup, and I also spit out half a bowl, and I wiped her body with water, and now I finally fall asleep."

Actually, it's good for Mrs. to get drunk, Shaolangjun, you don't know, Mrs. Madame's heart is always in her throat along the way, and the old body is always worried that she will fall ill along the way.

Although this drunkenness can hurt the body, it can calm the nerves. ”

"That's good, that's good." Tie Xinyuan rubbed his hands, finally a little relieved.

When he was about to leave, he saw a pair of big black eyes lying on the side of the door, looking at him timidly.

He laughed, walked to the door in three or two steps, picked up Tie Niu Niu and put it on his neck, and made a whistle, and the fox threw away the chicken leg in his mouth, and happily followed Tie Xinyuan behind him, and inspected the valley with his bravado.

There was no more wine coming out of the huge barrel.

The most in the valley are the drunks, there are Han people, there are also Hu people, they are messily entangled and sleep very soundly.

The valley of Nota was lit like the sun by countless torches, and Tie Xinyuan and the fox found a way through the crowd and walked up to the city wall.

Tie Yi was still so vigilant, sitting at the head of the city in armor, holding a leg of mutton and roasting a layer, and then cutting off a layer with a fork and stuffing it in his mouth.

The samurai defending the city were still standing straight, and they were the only ones who didn't drink on this day.

After Tie Niuniu rode on Tie Xinyuan's neck, there was a smile on her face, although her brother didn't talk to herself, being able to carry herself on her shoulders showed that her brother liked her.

Tie Xinyuan came to Tie Yi's face, pointed at Tie Niu Niu who was riding on his neck and said, "My sister! ”

Then he pointed to the fox and said, "My brother! ”

Tie Yi looked at Tie Niuniu and showed a rare smile, this guy actually looks good when he laughs, although he still looks feminine, but ah, a beautiful man is a beautiful man, Tie Niuniu immediately fell in love with this uncle who looks good when he laughs.

Tie Xinyuan saw Tie Yi pointing at himself and beating his chest again, knowing what he wanted to say, he shook his head and said: "Everything is really beginning, there is no reason for everything, and it is not bad to come to the city to accompany you." ”

The leg of lamb that had just been roasted was in the hands of Tie Niuniu, and the little girl would not use her hand fork, so she would bite with her mouth, and she would eat it cooked and give it to Iron Fox raw.

"I really don't have a score in my heart, and I think luck has a big proportion to get everyone to where they are now."

When Tie Yi heard Tie Xinyuan say this, he just smiled, took out his small sand table, and wrote quickly on it: "Because your mother is here, you don't dare to take risks, we have less than 30,000 people now, and we can only be regarded as a relatively large ethnic group in this Gobi."

According to the rules of the Gobi, we can at least form a cavalry team of nearly 10,000 people.

However, I have taken a closer look today, and there are only 1,000 people who are likely to become samurai among the people brought by your mother.

Only 1,000 warriors can be selected out of the 13,000 people, and you Song people are really a race that is not good at fighting. ”

"There is no distinction between the Song people or the Turkic people and the Tubo people here, and if there is, there is only one Qingxiang tribe!

I am from the Qingxiang tribe, and you are also from the Qingxiang tribe, and everyone here is from the Qingxiang tribe! ”

Tie Xinyuan interrupted Tie Yi's words very dissatisfied.

"My mother's arrival did make me a little weak, but you misunderstood what I meant.

I just told you that I don't mean that I'm becoming weak and don't know where I can take you.

I'm not confused, but I'm going to tell you that I'm going to create a new kingdom according to my will.

I hope you don't interrupt me and help me when I'm experimenting, even if it's all wrong.

When everyone is confused, even a wrong decision is a thousand times better than no decision at all! ”

"What are you going to do?" Tie Yi wrote on the sand table in surprise.

"Fragrance Clan!"

"It's going to kill people, and savages aren't without a sense of ethnicity."

Tie Xinyuan said coldly: "I provide them with food, clothing, and protection, since they are attached to my side to obtain all this, then, what reason do they have not to become Qingxiang Clansmen?"

Why should we miss the race that abandoned them in the past, whether they lived or died?

If you don't want to be a member of the Qingxiang clan, then I will deprive him of everything I have ever given him, and let him go.

This is the biggest concession I can make! ”

"Take your time, take your time......" Tie Yi wrote a lot on the sand table Take your time.

Tie Xinyuan shook his head and said, "Don't slow down, you haven't seen the speed at which our Song people create wealth."

If we can't twist everyone into a rope before we get rich, then the Song people who can't fight will not be able to gain their rightful place in the ethnic group, and only by reducing everyone to one race can it be possible to live peacefully as a family.

If you can fight, if you like to fight, you will become a samurai, if you can farm, if you can work, if you can do business, you will run a caravan, and of course, if you have a brain, you will become an official!

A long time ago, I once asked my husband what the four people of the world meant.

He told me that in a unified country, it is very important to choose the way of life for the people, and that only when the samurai, peasants, workers, and merchants develop in tandem can the country have hope of growth.

These four kinds of people cannot be distinguished from the high and the low, and as for the officials, I hope to separate them and finally mix them into the four people.

In this way, a samurai with a brain can become an official, a farmer with a brain can become an official, a craftsman with a brain can also become an official, and of course, a merchant with a brain can also become an official. ”

"It's going to be confusing."

"It doesn't matter, with the people we have now, it doesn't matter if we make some jokes, I just hope that in three years' time, we will have a useful group of officials rooted in our profession.

Prepare for our expansion! ”

"How are you going to expand? Where to expand? Our army is not outnumbered, brave enough, skilled enough......"

"The expansion I'm talking about is population expansion, the expansion of the Qingxiang tribe, not the expansion of geography.

When you traveled to the Western Regions before, you should have discovered that the current Western Regions are, according to the words of our Song people, a world full of thieves and poor people.

The robbers have everything, the weak have nothing, what we have to do now is to gather everything from the bottom of our hearts and be willing to become the weak people of the Qingxiang clan, give them food to eat and eat, give them clothes to cover their bodies, and more importantly, give them a chance to change their destiny again! ”

"You want the entire Western Regions?" Tie Yi jumped in horror, he thought that Tie Xinyuan's ambition was nothing more than to build a small country of his own in Hami, just like many robbers do.

Now he found out that the fundamental purpose of Tie Xinyuan was to overthrow all the dynasties in the Western Regions, because almost all the dynastic origins in the Western Regions were bandits!

Once the weak want to change their fate and do not accept the oppression of others, the only way out is to kill those who were strong in the past.

"People live for a lifetime, plants and trees for an autumn, if you don't do something big while you're still alive, you will regret it when death comes."

Tie Yi felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, pressed his violently beating heart with his left hand, and wrote on the sand table: "Interesting! ”

"Qingxiang Clan, are you joining?" Tie Xinyuan looked at Tie Yi directly.

"What kind of clan you are, I am what kind of clan, my life has been given to you, and I owe it to the gods, I have already paid it back with countless battles."

Tie Xinyuan smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Welcome, second Qingxiang clansman!" ”

Tie Yi held Tie Xinyuan's hand heavily and shook it vigorously.

A little white hand was placed on their hand, and a crisp child's voice said, "I am the third Qingxiang clansman!" ”

Seeing that the three of them were having fun, the fox also wanted to put his front paws on it, but was kicked away by Tie Xinyuan......

The next day, when the sun was rising, the people who were sleeping in the wilderness woke up.

One by one, they stumbled to the front of the waterfall to drink water, lying on the edge of the pool like sheep drinking water.

Soon they discovered a strange thing, all the people in the valley who had heads and faces gathered around the edge of Tie Xinyuan, watching the patriarch use a small soldering iron to mark a deep mark on everyone's shoulder.

The traces look beautiful, and it is a fragrant tree growing on a stone, and it looks like it is very leafy.

"What are they doing?" A Han man asked his companion quietly.

"I don't know, I heard them cheering what Qingxiang clan is, by the way, after being branded by that iron, you will become a Qingxiang clan."

"Is it the same as the gold seal on the face of the thief and the army?"

"I don't know, but ah, I'm going to brand one, haven't you seen that our two-headed generals are all branded?

This must be a good thing, bad things can be without me, how can good things be without Lao Tzu? ”

"I'm going to ...... too"

Soon, there were more Song people lining up for branding, and everyone saw that Tie Xinyuan also had a brand on his shoulder.

Iron 300 and Rahman asked a lot of questions before they figured out that the brand was actually joining a ritual called the Qingxiang Clan.

It took a long time to figure out that this unheard of group turned out to be the patriarch's desire to re-establish a new one.

After he and Rahman figured out why, they brutally pushed away those who stood in their way, snatched the soldering iron from Tieyi's hand, and pressed the red-hot soldering iron to his shoulder without frowning.

Wang Rouhua, who woke up early in the morning, was very embarrassed to show her white arms in front of everyone, and personally took a soldering iron to brand a conspicuous mark on her shoulder.

Mother and son had discussed building a community when they were on the road, and it was time to lead by example. (To be continued.) )