The killers found that their marquis had lost his temper and was heinously lazy all day long. As if he was about to sleep and degenerate his limbs, no one could move this uncle except for the fragrant roasted whole sheep.

The confused killers went to ask Wei Fang, but they saw this slick old guy stroking his beard and smiling like a fox who had stolen a fat chicken. He was holding a leg of lamb roasted on a charcoal fire, and from time to time he used a knife to cut off a leg of lamb. The seasoning is not dipped in the mouth, and the mutton on the grassland is very fatty, and there is no need to dip too much seasoning at all.

"Let's play happily for a few days, I heard that the Hun women are quite open. In the evening, as long as you enter the tent, you can have a sexual encounter. The old man is very envious of you young people...... Hey, the old man hasn't finished speaking, why is it all gone. ”

Wei Fang's shouts were ignored, and the Hou Ye was resting, and Wei Fang was relaxing. Then what are you still nervous about, it's time to debauchery. Killed a lot of Hun men, the Hun women were very sad, and it was the time when they needed comfort.

There were more fraternities between the killers and the Huns, and every day there were drunken fights with guys who drank too much. As long as the knife is not moved, most of them are left unattended. There are those who kill talents and kill talents, and there are also those who kill talents and fight with the Huns.

The killers are generally single-handed, and their brothers' affairs are easy to handle. It can fight with the Huns, and it will soon turn into a group fight.

Yun Yue, who had rested for two days, was surprised to find that his account was already full of wounded soldiers. Chu Dayong lost two teeth, and Ao Canghai had a pair of eyes like a national treasure. Qiqi's leg was a little lame, and it seemed that something was not quite right...... The number of cattle and sheep in the camp seems to be increasing, and there is already a large herd.

There was a noisy shouting from Lao Jiang's tent, and before he could get closer, he heard Zheng Bin roaring in a loud voice. "Buy and leave. Buy and go! There were also people next to him who spoke Xiongnu dialect. It's his mother's Zhang Han.

There was a bonfire at the door. On top of it, a whole sheep is roasted in thick wooden branches. The tower sat in front of the campfire, taking small sips of wine from the gourd. Turning a blind eye to the crowd around you.

Since the dice game was invented, countless people have been poisoned. Such a good amateur activity, the Huns are very fond of it. Nesting in a tent all winter to make villains, it's too fucking monotonous and hurts the body. How nice this thing is, novelty, excitement, care and harmony. Bet to create dreams. Accumulate thousands of merits and win tens of millions of awards. The Huns immediately liked it, and some secretly copied it. For a time, gambling was only prevalent in the royal court.

Looking into the tent, I found that a few Hun girls who were still a little beautiful were busy.

"It's all won by Lao Jiang, and those cattle and sheep are now ours." Zheng Bin didn't know where to come out, and behind him was a disheveled Hun girl with disheveled sideburns, trying to pull her robe back to cover her full chest.

I couldn't learn well with Lao Jiang, so I kicked Zheng Bin. Seeing a Hun man leading another cow into the pen, Yun Yue smiled knowingly.

Captain Zuo has been sick recently. Da Shan Yu is also sick. Yun Yue concluded that he was suffering from alcohol dependence, and it was said that without the Yun family's fine wine, the two uncles couldn't sleep at all. This disease had a tendency to spread among the Xiongnu aristocratic circles. The price of a jar with a large head is now fifty sheep, and two Hun girls who can say it are reasonable.

"Yunhou, don't go. If this continues, it is estimated that half of the royal court will be yours after this winter. As long as you keep bringing in a steady stream of fine wine, you're done. Captain Zuo held the wine glass and said to Yun Yue who was sitting next to him. The Xiongnu princes present echoed and thought so.

Da Dan Yu was in a good mood, and his old face was red. Unbridled kneading the breasts of a Hun girl next to her, the girl screamed "ah" and "ah" but obviously more pain than happiness.

Just yesterday, Da Shan Yu issued an order to recall Black Wind. The condition is to ask for Yun Yue's remaining wine, and of course Yun Yue knows that the smart and smoking Da Dan will not care about the wine. It is estimated that it is still the role of the pillow wind, and it seems that the beauty meter used by Xiao He is still working well. Gao Yuanyuan's single photo will eliminate a tragic war invisibly.

Yun Yue misses the two T-t love action movies on the computer so much!

didn't say anything, the rest of the Yun family's steamed wine that climbed the plow was all transported to the front of the big tent. Twelve Hun princes came today, and there are still a lot of two jars left in each of them.

Outside, a fat lamb the size of a calf was roasted, and two sturdy men were shaking their handles shirtless in the cold wind. The smell of roast sheep spread throughout the big tent, and the two terriblely clever old fellows knew that it was ventilated. Yun Yue regretted her soft-heartedness at that time!

"What's this, as long as you like to drink, you can exchange cattle, sheep and horses for it. Let's talk about it first, war horses first. "Yun Yue naturally won't let go of this opportunity to make a fortune, since you like to drink Lao Tzu, you will open up the supply. In these years, who still can't get along with money.

"What do you want so many war horses for? Do you want to create a rebellion against the king of Great Qin, if you have this idea, the old man can help you. Da Shan Yu let go of the Hun girl, and Yun Yue clearly saw that there was a blood-red tooth mark on the girl's humiliation room.

This old bastard was uneasy and kind, and rebelled on his own. Only Yun Yue knew how the three Qin fathers loved the Great Qin royal family. Wanting to shake the rule of King Qin in Guanzhong is simply a fool's dream.

Da Shan Yu laughed, Yun Yue didn't dare to think like this. It's just that the sons and daughters under his command are all cavalry, and they also need to replenish war horses every year. You also know that Daqin's war horses are not as good as Hun horses. Yiqujun was stingy again, and this time he was greatly injured. I'm afraid that my war horse is not enough, so I can only exchange with Da Danyu. A high-quality war horse, a jar of wine, Tong Su is not bullied, this is the slogan of the Yun family's business. You can inquire when you go to Xianyang, and the reputation is well-known. ”

"Oh, that's it! The old man will give you two hundred horses and order two hundred jars of wine. The black dragon will follow you back to Xianyang and bring back these fine wines. ”

"I want a hundred altars ......"

"One Hundred and Fifty Altar ......"

"Eighty Altars ......"

"Sixty Altars ......"

The sound of buying wine came and went, and Yun Yue sighed. It looks like the family's winery is about to expand again, and there is a great demand on the grassland. It's very expensive to raise these killings, but this time it can be regarded as a settlement.

After calling Zheng Bin and Zhang Han, Yun Yue smiled happily after confirming the orders one by one. The high-grade Hun war horse can be regarded as priceless in Xianyang, and even if the Huns have a high-grade war horse, there are not many people. Even if it is a large single cavalry in the headquarters, it is not necessary that everyone has a first-class war horse.

Although the Xiongnu horse is not as tall and strong as the Yan horse, it is strong in endurance and not afraid of the cold. Moreover, one of the characteristics of high-class war horses is that they are huge, which is comparable to ordinary horses.

Yun Yue, who has made a fortune, is even more excited, and from time to time she will have some yellow jokes in later generations. The atmosphere of the banquet instantly rose, and Da Shan Yu slapped his face twice. A group of girls rushed in, and on a cold day, they only wrapped two pieces of skin between their breasts and crotch. The snow-white skin was a little dazzling against the background of the bonfire, and the willow-like waist writhed wildly.

The Hun princes shouted wildly, shouted loudly, and some of them ran up to dance together. A young girl didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the piece of skin wrapped around her body suddenly fell off. The atmosphere of the banquet was instantly detonated, and a group of princes pounced like wolves. The screams of the girls suddenly sounded in the big tent of the royal court, and this sound was no less than Cui Qingji in the ears of the men.

Yun Yue felt a fire in her throat, as if it was about to burn. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and there was not a drop of saliva in my mouth. The head was heavy, dizzy, and painful, and the brain seemed to be separated from the skull. Don't dare to move or shake, if you move, the world will spin.

Laboriously opened his eyes, feeling something pressing down on his body. A snow-white thigh pressed against his lower abdomen, and a pair of slippery arms wrapped around him like a snake. Look at yourself again, naked from top to bottom.

I tried to remember yesterday, and I only remembered the skin falling off the girl's body. Then there was a ball of flesh moving in front of him, and the last memory was that Captain Zuo dragged himself to dance, and then it was broken. Looking at the two slick and sleepy girls, Yun Yue felt that she shouldn't have just danced last night.

I couldn't open my eyes, and when I opened them, I felt that the roof of the tent was turning. There was an earthquake in my stomach, and it didn't stop for a while. Before he could react, a powerful air stream erupted with the contents of his stomach.

The vomit was dark, but fortunately, the bolt outside the door arrived in time. A mouthful of herbal tea is poured into the mouth, and this is considered to be the return of yang. But before I could lie down, I started to vomit again. What to drink and vomit, the tent is sour. The two Hun girls were even more messy, all of them were Yunyue's vomit.

Yun Yue couldn't wait to take out her stomach and wash it, it was too uncomfortable. No matter how you rinse your mouth, your teeth will always feel astringent. Some regret fighting with these steppe barbarians, and the method of steaming wine by themselves is the fucking process of alcohol refining. Later, I mixed a little mountain spring water indiscriminately, and these killers didn't have a fucking standard. As a result, the alcohol content is getting higher and higher, and it is no wonder that when the big cow gets drunk, he always cries out to commit suicide.

Thousands of years of wine culture have allowed themselves to grow into what they are now. There is a lack of accumulation and precipitation in the middle, and of course there will be problems of one kind or another. Yun Yue decided that she would never drink her mother's wine again. If you want to drink, drink the fruit stuffed by Rui'er. Sweet and sour, very similar to the wines of later generations.

Zheng Bin brought over a basin of water, and the wet cloth towel was much more comfortable to wipe on his face. Yun Yue buried her head in it, and the cold water pierced her skin like a steel needle. I shivered with cold, but I felt very comfortable. At least my head is not dizzy!

It wasn't until she felt suffocating that Yun Yue's head was pulled out of the cold water.

The fuck wants to throw up again...... (To be continued......)