'Woo~Woo~'

The sound of the horn spread all over the major Turkic camps, this is the sound of the horn of the Qimin Khan to convene the tribal leaders, the Turks live in tribes, there are small tribes in the big tribes, and there are subdivisions in the small tribes, with blood as a link, large and small tribes are numerous, the Qimin Khan was born in the Turkic royal family, the blood is noble, and he is also the common leader of dozens of large tribes.

This time, Dyeing Gan came out for spring hunting, and he didn't bring many people, only a thousand guards, and the chiefs of various tribes and their wives and daughters, all the guards combined, only more than 3,000 people.

A grand banquet was held in the largest dome tent, which was richly decorated, with thick woolen blankets on the floor, bright brocades on the walls, fine porcelain for entertaining guests, and even two one-man high Yuezhou celadon vases in the corners of the tent, which were gifts from Emperor Yang Jian of Sui.

At this time, the big tent has been filled with a circle of low couches, the couch is covered with soft lambskin, and equipped with a small table, the general Turks are sitting on the ground, at most a sheepskin, but today there are distinguished guests, Qimin Khan specially ordered people to move out of the couch, in order to show respect.

On each couch sat a Turkic chieftain, an elder with white beard, and a powerful young man, tall or short, fat or thin, most of them with Turkic beards, and everyone's eyes were full of enthusiasm and sincere smiles.

Only the most distinguished guests can sit in the big tent, only Changsun Sheng and Yang Yuanqing sit in the main tent, not because Yang Yuanqing and Qimin Khan have a personal relationship, but because he is the leading general, Changsun Sheng is only the envoy of the imperial court, and Yang Yuanqing is the envoy on behalf of the army.

Su Lie and the other Sui soldiers went to the tent to drink and catch the wind, and the Turkic masters made their own arrangements.

"Brother Yang, your Turkic language seems to be good!" Dye Gan laughed.

Yang Yuanqing smiled slightly, and said in proficient Turkic language: "After staying in the steppe for five years, I won't be able to, not only can I speak Turkic language, but I can also write Turkic characters." ”

He has been in the steppe for many years, and he has already followed the customs, and the Turks do not need to be modest and polite to speak, they can say whatever they will say, frank and open, too modest is a kind of rudeness, everyone does not care that he can speak Turkic language, but he can actually write Turkic characters, but the vast majority of the chiefs in the big tent will not, causing the chiefs to be amazed, the son of the dry dye Ji Ji pouted, and whispered to Utu: "The Central Plains people can also read, on riding and shooting, it is far away, I don't believe that he can shoot and hurt the head?" ”

Utu, a well-known warrior under Dyegan, sat at the door of the tent, looking a little absent-minded, and from time to time he looked out of the tent, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw two Turkic maidens carrying wine jugs in a procession, led by a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with her hair in pigtails, her skin fair, and her eyes as bright as jewels.

Behind her was another Turkic girl, dressed in a gaudy fringed skirt, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a slender figure, eyebrows and eyes that looked very similar to the girl in front of her, eyes that were equally bright as jewels, bright red lips with a charming smile, and a ruddy complexion, like the rising sun.

They wore robes trimmed with gold edges, a silver silk belt around their waists, gold knives, silver bells, and jade, and the gold rings on their ankles jingled crisply, attracting everyone's attention.

"Our swans are coming!"

Everyone laughed heartily, to be able to show the Turkic beauty in front of the distinguished guests, which is also a kind of glory for the Turkic master, the eldest grandson Sheng chuckled, although these two girls are beautiful, but they can only be seen and not touched, they are the two daughters of the dyeing dry, the front is the elder sister, called Ashina Nuli, everyone calls her Anuri, and the back is her sister, called Ashina Duosi, also called Aduosi, they are the swans on the grassland, only the bravest knights on the grassland can fly with them.

There were two girls behind, each of them carrying a copper basin, and came to each of the two distinguished guests, inside was a basin of water, Yang Yuanqing knew that he was asked to wash his hands, he knew that the Turkic rules were extremely particular, and every detail could not be mistaken, and a little mistake was to sneer the master.

Generally, Turkic people have no rules for washing their hands, they are very casual, but whether the Turkic nobles have rules or not, he doesn't know, Yang Yuanqing quickly glanced at Changsun Sheng, followed his example, put the back of his hand and palm in the copper basin, and patted it on his face with water, and learned meticulously.

Seeing that he and Changsun Sheng's movements were exactly the same, the girl Aduosi couldn't help but 'flutter!' A laugh came out loud, she covered her mouth, her delicate body trembled with laughter, but she glared at her daughter, and said to Yang Yuanqing with a smile: "General Yang, there are no rules for washing here, you can do it at will, you don't need to be consistent with the eldest grandson." ”

Yang Yuanqing's face suddenly turned red, and it was Changsun Sheng's own rules for a long time, and it had nothing to do with the Turks.

After washing, the two swan-like sisters stepped forward and filled the guest's wine bowl with mare's milk wine, and her sister Adosi took the wine bowl, bowed slightly, and gave the wine bowl to Yang Yuanqing with soft hands, she and her sister swayed delicately together, stared at him with bright eyes, and sang in a sweet voice.

Spring will wake up the grassland, and the lamb is about to be born,

Thin drizzle, bright sunshine,

Beautiful Swan Riverside,

Welcome to our valued guests.

The milk wine is rich, the meat fat is fragrant,

Let me make mellow wine with my own hands,

To the most distinguished guests of the grassland.

Drink this bowl and accept my respect again,

May my singing and sweet milk wine keep the guests in the grassland.

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Yang Yuanqing knows the hospitality of the Turks, there will be the most beautiful girl to toast, she will sing a toasting song, as long as the song is sung, the guest drinks three bowls, that is to give the host the greatest face.

Yang Yuanqing drank the mare's milk wine slowly and leisurely, feeling that the taste was much better than the milk wine they drank in Dali City, at least it was not so sour, with a hint of milky sweetness.

Adosi is a daughter of the grassland, enthusiastic and unrestrained, with bright eyes staring at the guests, but Yang Yuanqing is a man of the Han family, don't look at incivility, he only responds to her with a polite smile, but his eyes slip away from time to time, he saw Utu looking at Anuri obsessively, his eyes are full of affection, Anuli is singing, but her beautiful eyes are not as focused on the guests as her sister, when the delicate body is swaying, the eyes of love secretly glance at Utu.

Yang Yuanqing understood, this was a couple.

Just when Yang Yuanqing picked up the bowl and was about to drink the fourth bowl, a round of applause broke out in the big tent, it turned out that the song had been sung, and he had just finished drinking three bowls, which made the owners in the big tent feel his respect.

Only Aduosi was a little unhappy, she walked past Yang Yuanqing, and a low voice came into his ears, "Han family boy, you respected everyone, but you neglected me." ”

Yang Yuanqing was stunned, the skirt was already far away, he suddenly reacted, she meant that his gaze had left her, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, in the Han people, if you keep staring at the girl's eyes, it is a kind of rudeness, he has been on the grassland for many years, but this can not be changed.

At this time, two big men carried a large plate into the tent, and in the large plate was a whole roasted sheep.

"I'll do it!"

Dye Gan smiled and stood up, he personally cut the fattest lamb hind leg meat to the guest, it should be the youngest person to cut the meat, first to the eldest clan in the tent, if it is the highest status of the master, it means that the most distinguished guest has come.

Venison, fresh fish, wild ducks, berries, one after another delicacies were served, and the Khan of Qimin entertained the distinguished guests from afar with the sumptuous banquet.

Changsun Sheng picked up a glass of wine, got up and said with a smile: "I came to visit the Turks this time mainly for two things, one is entrusted by the Son of Heaven to express my condolences to the Khan and the various tribes of the steppe, hoping that the Turks and the Great Sui will live in harmony for generations and be brothers forever, and I also hope that the Khan will subdue the tribes of the steppe as soon as possible and become the real lord of the steppe." ”

Dye Gan raised his wine glass high, and the other elders in the big tent also raised their glasses, and Dye Gan said respectfully: "Dye Gan was given by the Holy Son of Heaven to be reborn, and the Turkic people are willing to be the ministers of the Great Sui forever, and this cup of wine is to our Holy Son of Heaven." ”

In fact, although the Turks are powerful, they are not the only masters of the steppe, the Turks only control Monan, and Mobei is the world of the Tiele people.

Tiele is the general name of the non-Turkic people of the steppe, there are mainly nine surnames, also known as the nine surnames of Tiele, including Hui, Fugu, Tongluo, Bayegu, Sijie, Qibi, Hun, Gelulu, Ba Ximi and other nine surnames, without a strong unifier, they are all scattered.

In addition, there are some other ethnic groups in the steppe, such as the Kyugu and Gesa in the west, and the Khitan, Xi, Xia, and Murwei in the east, and so on, these peoples, like Tiele, believe that the strong are kings, and they are all subject to the powerful Turks.

In fact, the Turks were the same as the nine surnames of Tiele at the earliest, and they were also vassals of the Rouran people, and the Turks became the forging slaves of Rouran because of their superb iron casting skills, and then the Turks gradually became stronger, destroyed Rouran, and became the overlord of the steppe, and the nine surnames of Tiele and other steppe peoples turned to submit to the Turks.

The Sui Dynasty supported the Qimin Khan and made him the Great Turkic Khan, which was to let him stabilize the northern frontier for the Great Sui Dynasty, fight against the Western Turks, and command the Tiele tribes

At this time, Yang Yuanqing saw that Changsun Sheng took out a golden wolf-headed banner, and he couldn't help but be stunned, this was the first time he had captured the banner of the Western Turkic Khan, which had been dedicated to the saint, how could it be in the hands of Changsun Sheng?

The Golden Wolf Head King Banner can only be owned by the Great Khan, the Golden Wolf Head King Banner of the Eastern Turks is in the hands of the Qimin Khan, Changsun Sheng took out this Western Turk Golden Wolf Head King Flag, the significance is extraordinary, Changsun Sheng unfolded the Golden Wolf Head Banner, and pointed at Yang Yuanqing and said with a smile: "This is the flag that General Yang took from Datou, I was entrusted by the Holy Son of Heaven to officially give this flag to the Khan." ”

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came out of the big tent, "That's the royal banner of our Buga Khan, who is qualified to accept it?" ”

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