Although there is a little twist in his heart, Liu Zhonglan is also an open-minded person, plus the family is rich, and he is also a generation of local tyrants, three hundred taels of silver seems to be a lot of money, but the three of them are actually not much, so Liu Zhonglan didn't care too much, after no one paid Li Mingyuan one hundred taels of silver, the right to use several poems of Comrade Mingyuan belonged to these three local tyrants.

Li Mingyuan, who tasted the sweetness, suddenly remembered a better way to make money, and immediately proposed, "Everyone, are you interested in Master Xie's "Make the Stopper", I can also sell this to you?" Just collect a hundred taels! ”

Li Mingyuan's words undoubtedly dropped a depth charge. The three of them were all scorched by Li Mingyuan's thunder.

"Brother Li, you, you are too bold, don't you dare to sell Master Xie's poems, aren't you afraid of losing your head?" Liu Zhonglan glared at Li Mingyuan with a fierce face.

"That's it, that's it, what kind of identity Master Xie is, buying and selling his poems is no different from rebellion!" Wu Zhihua and Dong Zhizhong were also frightened by Li Mingyuan's thoughts, and they were careful that their livers were pounding and jumping.

Seeing the frightened looks of the three guys, Li Mingyuan couldn't cry or laugh, the song was obviously made by himself, and he just stole Xie Xian's name, but he didn't expect to scare these three guys like this.

"Don't worry, even if you don't have it, I'll deal with it over there!" Li Mingyuan waved his hand in a special way.

But unexpectedly, instead of being excited, the three of them were even more frightened, and Wu Zhihua stammered, "Brother Li, although money is a good thing, you have to spend it if you earn money!" ”

"That's it, that's it, don't fight the idea of the stopper, it's going to die!" After Dong Zhizhong reminded him, he grabbed the door and walked out, and the remaining two people immediately flashed, leaving Li Mingyuan alone to cry and laugh.

"Readers, readers, they are all as timid as mice, and they have no responsibility!" Looking at the backs of the three of them, Li Mingyuan raised his middle finger and said with disdain.

In any case, after earning three hundred taels of silver, Li Mingyuan was still very satisfied with this trip. Now his hot pot restaurant business is becoming more and more popular, the teahouse is also a cornucopia, and he used silver to smash a connection for himself in the tiger army, and then there is Xiahou Yong, a great god, and everything seems to be developing quite smoothly.

Li Mingyuan's development here is not smooth, the small business is in full swing, and the Huns over there are also blowing up.

The Tigu tribe was given dumplings, and thousands of people were killed, and there was no one alive, which was absolutely the first time in the history of the Huns!

The high-level of the Xiongnu also held an emergency meeting at the first time, and the king of the Xiongnu and the king of the left and right Xian rarely gathered in a tent to discuss matters.

For nomads, tents are a kind of house where herders live. It is easy to build and relocate, and is suitable for pastoral production and nomadic life. The tents are conical in shape, large and small, large and large, and can accommodate more than 600 people; The small one can accommodate up to 20 people. The erection of the tent is very simple, generally built in a suitable place for aquatic plants, draw a circle according to the size of the tent, and then you can start to build according to the size of the circle. Although the tent looks small, the usable area in the bag is very large, and the indoor air circulation, good lighting conditions, warm in winter and cool in summer, not afraid of wind and rain, is very suitable for the frequent transfer of herdsmen to live and use.

In the Xiongnu, whether you are a prince or the most ordinary herdsman, you live in tents, and as for the difference, of course, there are still some differences. Large tents can accommodate hundreds of people. The tabernacle of the king of the Huns and the king of the left and right can hold two thousand people. It is by no means comparable to the tents of ordinary herders.

Today, in the tent of Uwei, the king of Youxian, there are many people squeezed in, all of whom are the head man of the Xiongnu king, as well as the guards of the king of Zuoxian, the generals under him, and the leaders of several nearby tribes. As soon as so many people entered, even though Uwe's tent could accommodate two thousand people, it felt a little crowded at this time.

"Da Danyu, you have to call the shots for me!" Although Wu pressed thousands of pairs of eyes to watch, Uwei was not afraid of being embarrassed, and howled directly!

Originally, Uwei, the right virtuous king, was despised by many Huns, and in their opinion, Uwei was a profiteer, and he was more suitable to be a Han Chinese. The real Huns, the descendants of the Kunlun God are disdainful of tears, even if they are wronged, they have to rely on the sword to earn back. What's the point of crying and begging someone else to make decisions for you?

At that moment, many Huns actually laughed out loud, and as for why they laughed, the fool knew what to say.

Uwe didn't take the ridicule of his fellow clansmen to heart, but just kept a few of the most violent people in mind, and waited for Touman's attitude without saying a word.

Uwei is different from ordinary Huns, he likes to kill people with a knife, and he also likes to use strength to fight. When he first became the Right Sage King, his tribe was only the weakest of the three tribes, but after so many years of hard work, the tribe's strength has developed in the long run. Although there is still a gap compared with the Wang Department and the Zuo Xian Wang Department, Uwei believes that if he gives himself another twenty years, he will definitely be able to surpass the two tribes and become the head of the three major tribes, but the bloody case that happened under his nose is a wake-up call for him.

Uwe could feel that there seemed to be people who didn't want to see themselves strong, not only unwillingly, but even wanting to strangle their right virtuous royal department in the cradle of growth. But who will it be? Da Shan Yu, Zuo Xian Wang, or Dahua's Tiger Army? For a moment, Uwe felt like her brain was about to burst.

can have the strength to attack and kill a tribe of more than 1,000 people, looking at the world, it seems that there are only Da Dan Yu and Zuo Xian Wang. As for the Tiger Ben army on the other side, Uwe believed that they had this strength, but he didn't believe that they had the guts, so after thinking about it, he ruled it out.

Of the remaining two picks, Uwe was a little undecided. Because he has always taken a soft route, his relationship with Da Shan Yu and Zuo Xianwang is very good, and they have no reason to attack themselves.

Looking at Uwei, whose face was gloomy, Touman was also a little annoyed. As the current supreme king of the Huns. Tou Man also knew that he was not very stable in this position, the grassland seemed to be calm at the moment, but secretly it was a surging tide, and he didn't know how many ambitious hungry wolves were standing behind him, even if it was his own son, Tou Man was cautious and vigilant. Flesh and blood affection, this is a joke in the eyes of the Huns, especially among the Hun nobles, killing brothers and fathers is like a commonplace, too normal things!