The pomp and circumstance of King Yao to recruit Ding Yi was very grand, not only did the housewife come out to accompany the guests, but also sent a salt letter, and invited several leaders of the Yao clan in Liannan. Salt has a special status in the Yao people, and the Yao area usually does not produce salt, but it cannot lack salt. The Yao people need to pay a relatively large price in order to get salt. Therefore, salt in the Yao people is a great gift to invite the Taoist and close relatives, and those who receive the "salt letter" must be thrown away no matter how important the matter is and go to the appointment on time.

Ding Yi was naturally very moved, because in this way, he could talk about everything with the leaders of the Yao tribe on the side of Mengshan, and he didn't have to go to Lianshan again, as for the specific cooperation, then there was no need for Ding Yi, Jing Xibo of Yongzhen Guangxi, to run in person, and even Du Ziteng, who had faintly appeared as a general after the experience, would not have to do such a practice.

Whether it is Wen Fatzi, whose skin is thicker than the city wall, or Zhu Yong, who was born in a Jiangmen family, he is enough to do such things. In fact, King Yao's kindness can be seen from the wolf soldiers sent to pick up Ding Yi and them, as soon as the wolf soldiers saw Ding Yi, they immediately turned over and dismounted.

In the Yao people, this is generally a etiquette for elders.

"I have drunk oil tea, please wine, one bowl of sparse, two bowls of pro, three bowls of sincerity!" King Yao sat there, Da Lu smiled and raised a bowl to persuade Ding Yi to drink, and there were many dishes of snacks for wine on the table, including pine pupae, kudzu pupae, wild bee pupae, bee pupa, etc. This is to wash the pupa and fry it in a pan of oil until golden brown.

Ding Yi is a little uncomfortable, but he is also a person from the special forces, and he is surviving in the wild. What's the matter? What does it mean to come to King Yao to talk about borrowing soldiers, this can't be eaten without eating, so he stretched out his chopsticks and took one. I threw it in my mouth and chewed it, but I was quite surprised, because the taste was extremely crispy, and the wine was better than fennel beans.

"Jing Xibo, Yao people's wine, can you get used to it?" King Yao can speak official language, although with some accents. But at least Ding Yi didn't have any difficulty listening to it, he watched Ding Yi calmly drink oil tea and eat fried chrysalis. But he was happy, because in his impression, the officials of the Han people looked down on the food of these Yao people.

Ding Yi's answer was to raise his head and drink all the wine in the bowl. The alcohol content of the Yao people is not too high. At least for Ding Yi himself, it was not necessarily difficult to drink three bowls, and then whether it was him or King Yao, he didn't drink anymore. Actually, except for people with severe alcohol addiction, drinking alcohol is not because of happiness or sadness, then. It's just an attitude.

Strictly speaking, of course. Being happy or sad is actually an attitude. Ding Yi drank three bowls in a row, just to show that he did not have any malice in coming out, and he did not intend to stand in a condescending position to command King Yao, he put his position on an equal level.

And King Yao's persuasion of wine is not wine, but sorrow. King Yao's age is already a long life for people of this era, and he has experienced too many things, including being deceived by the Han government, being implicated by the rebels, and being used by others...... And so on, when King Yao is now at his age, he doesn't care much about verbal things, because he knows very well that he is not the smartest sage in this world, and there are many ways to deceive himself that he can't tell, so he trusts his instincts more.

When Ding Yi drank three bowls of wine, King Yao felt that Ding Yi was a good person.

It's not because Ding Yi can drink, dare to drink, and his face doesn't change after drinking, but King Yao, who can learn Chinese, knows very well what the title of Jingxi Bo and the concept of Yongzhen Guangxi represent: soldiers and horses, land, grain, and people. Ding Yiyi is in such a position, has mastered such resources, is willing to eat fried chrysalis, willing to drink, not to mention the civil official of Zhengsanpin, the earl of Yongzhen Guangxi, is a county order, and he has never seen such a Yao person.

So even if Ding Yi wants to deceive him, at least he is still very sincere, so King Yao is willing to listen to Ding and see if it is a scam.

"This cloth is beautiful." Ding Yi praised the homespun cloth dyed and woven by the Yao people themselves, but said to the king of Yao, "It is too cheap, and next, the price of cloth in Wuzhou Mansion and Pingle Mansion will plummet, and a certain invention of a loom, using it to weave cloth will allow one person, ten or more people, so the price of cloth will fall." The cloth of the Yao family should be sold as a handicraft. ”

King Yao's old eyes flashed brightly, and he was attracted by Ding Yi's words. Ding Yi not only put forward his own advantages, but also proposed a solution for him, although he still didn't understand what handicrafts were, but it didn't prevent him from opening his mouth and asking Ding Yi: "Selling is expensive, isn't there fewer people buying?" ”

Ding Yi picked up a small stone from the ground, pulled the peiyu on his belt, and said to King Yao: "If you can sell this stone as jade, even if it is the worst jade, it will be worth more than a stone; The people who buy jade are not the same people who buy stones...... If the old man is interested, he can send Mrs. Zun to discuss this matter with Humble Jing, and he should get something. ”

King Yao nodded when he heard this, but the young Yao man standing beside him gradually turned ugly.

After eating this meal, King Yao invited Ding Yi to rest in the house where he was ready, after all, he was old, and King Yao had no way to support him for a long time, so the old man had to squint for a while, and the heads of the tribes who sent a salt letter to invite had not yet arrived, and it was not yet time to talk about business.

And Ding Yi didn't urge, but when the young man next to King Yao, that is, the son of King Yao, led the way to rest, something unpleasant happened, because Wen Fatzi had a conflict with several Yao youths, and Wen Fatzi looked at the situation and was ready to single-handedly challenge the five Yao youths.

"What's going on?" Ding Yi frowned when he looked at it, King Yao's son also pulled those young people away, he had a good feeling about Fat Man, Fat Man Wen had come a few times before, and he had a good relationship with the people in Yao Village, otherwise he would not have been able to go back with the wolf soldiers.

But after listening to the narration of a few young people, the son of King Yao's blade-like lips pursed, looking at Ding Yi's eyes, there was a lot of malice, real malice, Yao people are more straightforward than Han people, if they hate a person, they will show it very directly.

And here, Wen Fatzi was reporting to Ding Yi about the reason for the conflict: "The first company of the guard battalion is building fortifications, but they don't agree, saying that they are naturally responsible for safety when they arrive at Yaozhai, and they don't trust them when we do this." Young nephew, it's good for the fat man to take care of this. Ding Yi listened, but nodded and didn't say anything.

"Deng Jia's life is expensive, you didn't do this right." Wen Fat Man said this to King Yao's son, he shook his head and glanced at someone Ding, and said to King Yao's son, "The fat man is here, naturally you eat and drink, even if you die in the mountains, then it is also a fucking fate, but my nephew and young master can't do it, and the people of Guangxi ......."

King Yao's son interrupted the fat man's words impatiently: "Okay, don't say it again." Then he took the young men, the wolf soldiers who had just come with him to send Ding Yi, and left like that. This is placed on the second generation of Han officials in any Chinese land, even if it is the son of a county prince or the chief bookkeeper, it is an incredible thing, no matter how arrogant, no matter how dissatisfied, even if his father is about to turn his face with the other party and impeach, at least he has to explain one or two sentences, reprimand his subordinates, and so on.

But for Deng Jiaming Yigui, he has his own principles and yardsticks for dealing with the world, as well as reasons for anger, when he left with those people, he didn't even hide his dissatisfaction with Ding Yi in front of them: "I don't like him, that Han official." He had his reasons, "My father called him Jing Xibo, what did that official call my father?" Elderly! Even if you don't speak Chinese, you know what it means! He didn't respect my father, he looked down on us, and he was no different from other Han officials. ”

"That big official, it looks like a scholar, I don't think it's as good as that fat man!" Someone said this, and someone immediately chimed in, "The fat man is very good, the last time I came, I compared archery with him, and he was very good." Some people even said, "Forget it, the official is only afraid that if he falls, he will be able to cry......"

At this time, there was a coughing sound behind them, and everyone turned around, only to find King Yao standing there with his hands behind his back, looking at these young people of the Yao tribe, King Yao sighed: "In front of the guests, don't talk nonsense, don't bully people who are young, people are of high seniority, you have to respect them as elders, remember?" Also, don't go to Jing Xibo's wrestling or fist and kick, no one will do such a thing with the elders, it will make the guests laugh to death, and everyone will laugh at it, we Yao people are ignorant barbarians. Well, go and hunt some prey and come back, and in the evening, the head of Liannan will come over to greet people. ”

Those young people responded one after another, took their bows and arrows, and went to the mountains and forests, Deng Jiaming Yigui also wanted to go with them, but was stopped by King Yao, signaling him to follow him, although King Yao is old, the spirit is not very good, but walking in the mountains all the year round, the waist and legs are tough, walking to a cliff, he found a stone to sit on, signaling Deng Jiaming Yigui to sit down.

"The Han people have the rules of the Han people, it's not that Jing Xibo doesn't respect us, you sit and listen to me." The old Yao King looked at the declining grass and trees in the mountains, just like his withering life, this section is happening irreversibly, he is going to put the Yao people's cottage into the hands of his son, or, after his death, by other Yao tribes, a new Yao king, but no matter what, this is his clan, "Don't worry about these, you have to look at that Jing Xibo, what he promised to the Yao people, understand?" ”

Seeing that his son nodded, King Yao waved his hand and motioned for him to go: "Let me sit down, I have to think about it, the leaders are here, how to talk to Jing Xibo." He was old after all, and he didn't notice the unwilling look in Deng Jia's eyes when he left. (To be continued......)