Chapter 1151: The Son of Heaven outside the Saiwai
On a certain level, during the Spring and Autumn Period, the people of the cities in the Central Plains and the herdsmen on the grasslands had many similarities in religious beliefs, such as their belief in the immortality of the soul and ancestor worship, superstitious belief in ghosts and gods, idolatry and advocating bravery, customary oaths, and the practice of witchcraft in daily life and military life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It's just that the Central Plains has gradually changed from ignorance and barbarism to full of humanistic care and rationality, but the grassland will still be the same bird in another two thousand years.
The most similar point between the two is the nature worship system with "heaven" as the core.
The tribes of the steppe are full of reverence for the heavens, and there are many gatherings and festivals every year to worship the gods, and each tribe believes that their ancestors were "erected by heaven", and if any tribe displeases God, they will be punished by frost, snow and hail, and cattle and sheep will die.
Correspondingly, there is also a legend among them that "the Son of Heaven came into the world and made the people of the bow a family".
Now, this legend has become a reality, but the conqueror of the steppe is the Golden Horde from the Central Plains.
Although he was a conqueror of a foreign race, this did not prevent the grassland tribes from treating Zhao Wuxian as their "plough and lonely tu", that is, the Son of Heaven, under the threat of the powerful force of the Zhao army.
Their five-body throws and cheers came suddenly, but they were also just right, which was exactly the effect that Zhao Wuxian hoped to achieve by reviewing the three armies and killing the prisoners of Liwei here. Since then, he is not only the uncle of the Central Plains, but also the "plough lonely and single" of the grassland departments, the son of heaven outside the plug!
After this sacrifice of prisoners, Zhao Wuxian met with the leaders of the tribes in the spacious golden tent, and when these leaders entered the gate, none of them did not kneel forward, and no one dared to look up.
However, the newborn foal of the grassland girl brought by the leader of the Kongtong clan was not afraid of tigers, and she was bold, raised her head and carefully looked at the interior and exterior decorations of the golden horde.
On either side of the tent entrance, several of Zhao Wuxian's most trusted Yulin guards stood, dressed in red-and-black iron armor with gold-plated sun emblems on their helmets. The metal armor was polished so shiny that Kong Tongzhu could see his pretty face through the heart guards, which was so moving, and he was dressed in a carefully selected costume. She already knew the mission she was going to take on this trip from her father's ear, and the rise and fall of the Kongtong clan was pressed on her chest.
So, how can she have time to take care of herself? It must be entered in the account in the most glorious image to win the favor of the Golden Horde.
After entering the Golden Tent, looking around, Kongtong Mingzhu was simply speechless, this was the largest and most luxurious tent she had ever stayed in, the space inside was larger than the most spacious hall in Hezong City, and all kinds of luxury goods prepared for Zhao Hou to show off his wealth abounded: more than a dozen carpets connected by tiger skins, and long tables were placed on the blankets, with gold-plated wine jugs, horn cups and copper bottles, delicate silver plates, and fragrant snacks from the Central Plains.
In addition, there was a longbow and a bag of feather arrows hanging on the wall of the tent, and any weapon on the weapon rack was a divine weapon for the Kongtongren, and the falcon resting next to the shelf was a gift from the Donghu tribe that Zhao Hou received.
She bowed down with her father and the leaders of the tribes, her whole body pressed against the carpet, and when she looked up, she saw the true face of the Golden Horde.
This is a very energetic middle-aged man, the gorgeous armor at the previous military parade has been removed, put on the shelf, and instead put on the dress of the Central Plains, high-sounding, majestic, sitting on the desk in the center, his eyes are as sharp as his falcon.
It is not the ideal image of the husband of the empty and the pearl, but it is not bad, it is said that he has a part of the Di blood, but the empty pearl did not see it, only saw his pride as the monarch of the Central Plains.
After the leader of the Kongtong clan sat down, he timidly said the words of wishing Zhao Wuxian good health and great martial arts, and asked the translator to relay them one by one, and then began to introduce his precious daughter.
"Mingzhu is the most beautiful girl on the grassland, and she is willing to dance for the plough......"
Zhao Wuxian bowed slightly, yes.
Accompanied by the bright huqin and the deep sound of the huqin, Kongtong Mingzhu began to dance in the tent. With a small bowl on her head, she holds a double cup, and under the accompaniment of music, according to the rhythm of the cup hitting, her arms are constantly stretched and flexed, and her body is either forward or backward, sometimes shaking her shoulders, sometimes turning her wrists, looking enthusiastic and unrestrained.
After the dance, she obediently performed a Central Plains woman's blessing salute to everyone, causing bursts of applause.
"Good, bounty."
Zhao Hou seemed to appreciate her, not only rewarding her, but also asking the musician to remember the dance music played by Fang Cai, and after returning to Yecheng, he added it to the court score as an "empty music".
"Why bother so much, just dedicate all the people who play the huqin and play the hu flute to the plough."
The patriarch of the space clan flattered, and pointed to the empty pearl that maintained the posture of the salute: "If you can see the plough alone, you can also bring the little girl back with you, and enjoy the dance, but also warm the bed......"
"This ......" is such an obvious act of offering women, Zhao Wuxian is a little disdainful and disdainful, but there is no emotion on his face. After half a ring, after weighing the pros and cons, he nodded and said, "The widow will thank the Kong Tong clan for his generous gift." ā
The Kongtong clan occupies Hezong City, the largest city on the grassland, and has an extraordinary position in the Hetao area, since they take the initiative to show goodwill, then Zhao Wuxian can't save face. What's more, he vaguely remembered that it was recorded in the history books that Zhao Xiangzi's wife was Kongtong's wife, could it be that it was the little woman in front of him? If that was the case, he would have to take it.
However, one thing that was supposed to be a smooth trip went smoothly, but it was sideways.
Originally, Kong Tongmingzhu had been smiling all the time, until she saw the person behind Zhao Wuxian.
Zhao Wuxian sat beside Zhao Jia, among the people in the tent, she was the closest to Zhao Hou, and at this time she was also admiring the dance of Kongtong Mingzhu, her eyes were a little surprised, but she was not weak at all, and even dared to smile at her!
is still a wide forehead with swallow eyebrows, white teeth and red lips, but now in the eyes of Kong Tongmingzhu, how can this pretty face be so hateful! The face of the prairie girl, who was easily aroused by emotions, suddenly darkened.
"Why is this woman unhappy?"
Zhao Wuxian noticed this, put down the wine glass, and said with a sinking face: "Could it be that the Patriarch of Kongtong forced you to enter the tent to dance?" Or, are you dissatisfied with the widow and unwilling to join Zhao!? ā
As soon as this sentence was relayed by the official who translated, he was immediately so frightened that the soul of the head of the Kongtong clan was about to fly away, and he hurriedly ran to the central five-body cast, pressed the pearl of Kongtong, and asked her to apologize to Zhao Wuxian.
Although Kongtong Mingzhu bowed his head, he was also extremely aggrieved, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.
The atmosphere in the tent was a little delicate, but Zhao Jia was a little unbearable, turned sideways, leaned into Zhao Wuxian's ear, and said so to him.
"I see."
Zhao Wuxian suddenly realized that Zhao Jia was still pleading for Kongtong Mingzhu: "This is Naijia's fault, I played too much on this noble girl of the Kongtong clan, and I didn't know at the time that she was a gift from the Kongtong clan to my brother, and if my brother wants to punish him, he will punish me." ā
Wuxian waved his hand and said: "It's not a big deal, the king of Chuzhuang had a desperate act back then, is the widow such a cautious person?" Besides, you're still a daughter......"
Speaking of this, he thought of something, and glanced at Zhao Jia with some surprise, she has been like a boy since she was a child, stubborn and tough, when has she ever been so reasonable? Could it be ......
The mood is a little complicated, but from childhood to adulthood, Zhao Wuxian will be satisfied with whatever she likes, except for the stars and the moon, almost all of them are given to her, and of course, there is an exception to the impossible thing.
Now she has made great contributions to the expansion of the territory of Zhao State, but her face is full of wind and frost, and it is even difficult to distinguish between male and female, but a good little girl has become like this, Zhao Wuxian saw it in her eyes, hurt in her heart, and knew that she had never been interested in gold and silver property, so she pointed to the pearl of Kongtong and asked tentatively:
"This bearded girl, like a garment, was given to me by her father and brother. And you, however, are my compatriots and sisters, and you are fighting for me in Daibei, like a confidant and brother. Would I punish my siblings for a piece of clothing? If you like her and are willing to stay by your side as a maidservant who sweeps the couch, I can give it to you! ā
As soon as these words came out, the generals of Zhao State, who could understand them, looked at each other, and the leaders of the Hu people who couldn't understand them stared at each other.
"Brother......" Zhao Jia was moved, but also a little speechless, suddenly blushed, and said softly: "What does brother think of Jia?" I'm just kidding on a whim. ā
She lowered her voice and said, "And my brother is smart and confused for a while. Transfer her to me, and the Kongtong clan will feel that this is humiliating, but will resent Zhao Guo; If the elder brother accepts the pearl, takes her back to Yecheng, places her in the Changle Palace, and gives her a name, the Kongtong clan will be regarded as glory! ā
Zhao Jia glanced at Kongtong Mingzhu, very envious of her good luck, and her heart was sour, but she was no longer the innocent girl who didn't care about anything and said her heart out loud. But in fact, in dealing with that matter, he has been much more tactful and has looked down on it a lot. Not to mention that there is an insurmountable human barrier in the middle, zooming in, compared to using his own strength to help his brother achieve the royal industry, that little personal relationship between children and daughters is really nothing......
In the end, she could only try to suppress her jealousy, squeezed out a smile and said: "It would be better if there were one or two heirs, so that the northern frontier could be stable, and the Hetao would definitely be attached!" ā
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The strange things that happened in the Golden Tent were passed over like this, and Zhao Wuxian couldn't guess what Zhao Jia was thinking, but he still listened to her suggestion and included the empty pearl in the account.
After a few days, he felt that he had offended the leaders of Zhao Hou's grassland tribes that day, and he was instigated by Yidun, and presented a golden crown that was said to have existed in the era of the Hezong clan and sent it to Zhao Wuxian's case.
The main shape of the crown is an eagle with wings spread, standing on a gold bar tenon riveting ring engraved with embossed crouching tiger stripes, the shape is simple, but quite a grassland style.
"This is a golden crown made by the craftsmen of the grassland to support the plough!"
Under the eager gaze of the ministers, Zhao Wuxian smiled and tried it on the top of his head, but as soon as they left, he took it down, put it aside and put it away, and continued to wear the crown of the Central Plains.
He said to the generals of the Zhao State who gathered here: "Although the grassland tribes call the widow 'support the plough lonely and alone', they respect me as the son of heaven outside the Saiwai. But the widow knows very well that the foundation of the Zhao State is still in the Central Plains, and in the final analysis, this vast grassland is just a turquoise on the crown of the widow's uncle. ā
"The prince is very right!" Youcheng, Xu Qu, and Yidun were very happy and said yes again and again.
"The reason why you are gathered here today is because the widow will soon go south to return to Ye, and before that, how to govern the grassland tribes that have just been annexed will have to be discussed here."
Zhao Wuxian waved his hand, and asked the attendant to present a silk book, which was densely filled with some handwriting, and he said: "This is the "Border Policy" drafted by the widow in the past few days, after discussing with the Daijun County Guard, the Western Capital Pingjun (Yidun) and others, you and others ......will take a look at it first."
As soon as everyone opened it, they saw that the theme of the opening chapter was clearly written: "If it is not of my race, its heart will be different; The Hu people are weak, and the benefits of China are also ......"
PS: The second chapter is in the evening