Sima Ting and the others went all the way north to a grassland with verdant grass. This grassland is full of life, the grass is only half a person high, the horse stepped on it, and the horse's feet were buried in it, and there was no trace. Sima Ting looked around, and all he saw was an emerald green color. A cool breeze blew, and the grass fell with the wind, revealing countless cattle and sheep hiding in the grass, a good scenery outside the Seychelles!

Sima Ting smelled the fragrant smell of grass in the air, and couldn't help but feel refreshed, and couldn't help muttering: "The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep." Today, Lone finally really appreciated the true charm of this prairie. ”

Bo Hanji said with a smile on the side: "Lord Wang, this grassland is the most fertile place in the Xianbei grassland in the west, and it has always been occupied by the beggar tribe. Here! Lord Wang, please look, not far ahead is the begging department. As he spoke, he raised his right hand and pointed into the distance, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

Sima Ting looked in the direction pointed by Bo Hanji, and saw that in the depths of the grassland, there was a piece of grass that was no more than his knees, and countless tents were densely spread on it, and he could vaguely see Xianbei warriors galloping in all directions with bows and prancing horses.

It's finally here...... Seeing the dashing demeanor of the warrior, Sima Ting looked back at the group of Holy Gate masters who were following him, a smile hooked up on the corner of his mouth, and he pulled the reins, leading the men and horses to speed towards the begging department.

In front of the camp of the begging department, the herding horses in and out are endless. Begging Xiaobai's big wedding, people of all ethnic groups in the western grassland came to the begging department to congratulate with heavy gifts. Dozens of beggar men dressed as warriors, with swords at their waists, stood in front of the gate of the village with arrogant expressions to accept the chiefs of various tribes who arrived one after another into the tribe. On the other hand, each patriarch was smiling and dealing with it carefully.

Sima Ting saw that some of the ordinary clansmen of the beggar department were so arrogant, and he also slightly appreciated the unparalleled status of the beggar department in the western Xianbei. In this way, it strengthened Sima Ting's determination to pull out the beggar department.

The warriors of the begging department also saw Sima Ting and his party, and suddenly a leader-like beggar stepped out of the crowd, raised his head high, and shouted in Xianbei language to Sima Ting and his party in a domineering manner: "Hey! What tribe are you from? ”

Bo Hanji immediately dismounted, stepped forward with a smile on his face, arched his hand to the beggar, and said, "This brother, I am Bo Hanji, the patriarch of the Bohan tribe. ”

"The Bohan tribe?" The beggar frowned and lowered his head to think, why is this tribe so familiar! Suddenly, there was a look of sudden realization on the face of the beggar, isn't the woman the young patriarch of the beggar Dabai who wants to marry from the Bohan Ministry!

The arrogant look on the beggar's face immediately receded, replaced it with a smile, bent down and arched his hand at Bo Hanji, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the patriarch of Bo Han!" Disrespectful and disrespectful. Someone! Why don't you bring the Bohan Patriarch in! ”

Bo Hanji's daughter is going to marry the beggar Xiaobai, then Bo Hanji will be the beggar Pigu's in-laws in the future, and he can't afford to offend a little centurion.

Seeing the appearance of this beggar man, Bo Hanji just smiled secretly, straightened up, beckoned to Sima Ting and the others, and entered the big village of the beggar department under the guidance of a beggar with a sneering face.

Along the way, Bo Hanji met several acquaintances, and they all greeted each other warmly. Under the leadership of the beggars, they came to several large tents on the east side of Dazhai. After the beggar nodded and received Bohanji's bounty, he muttered some words of congratulations to Bohanji flatteringly, bowed, and withdrew from the big tent.

As soon as Bo Hanji waited for the beggar tribesmen to come out of the tent, he invited Sima Ting and others to sit down on the tent with a smile on his face, compared to the beggar people just now, this flattery was still excessive: "In the past few days, I have to wronged the prince and the adults, and there are only these few tents assigned to us, and I hope that the prince and the adults will forgive me." ”

Sima Ting smiled: "It's okay. Loneliness is not a person who cannot suffer. Well. Shadow Feng, you go and tell everyone to stay in the tent if they are okay, don't mess around, we won't be humble, be careful not to show your stuffing. ”

Ying Feng stood up in response, glanced at Bo Hanji faintly, and strode out of the tent.

Sima Ting smiled again and said to Bo Hanji: "That's right." Bohanji. Which tribe are the people who greeted you just now? ”

Bo Hanji leaned over and said: "Back to the prince, one of those people is the patriarch of the Lujie tribe, and the Lujie tribe is also a small tribe, and the number of people in the tribe is not more than 10,000. The other few are from the Mohou Tribe, and the bearded one is the current patriarch of the Mohou Tribe, Mo Houda. The Mohou Department is a large tribe with nearly 100,000 people, and in addition to the Begging Department on the grassland, even the Mohou Department is the most powerful. If there is anyone on the grassland who dares to argue with the beggars, it is Mo Hou. Hehe, Mo Hou Danai was a friend of his subordinates when he was young, so his relationship has always been very good. ”

Speaking of Mo Houda, Bo Hanji's face couldn't help but show a look of pride. It seems that it is a glorious thing to have such a friend as Mo Houda, who plays small and plays big.

Sima Ting sighed softly and said, "So, there seems to be some contradiction between the Mohou Department and the Beggar Department?" ”

Bo Hanji nodded and said with a wry smile: "Lord Wang, the grassland is not always smooth, sometimes in a year of great drought, except for the tribes such as the Beggar Department, which have the most lush grass, other tribes do not have enough grassland to feed cattle and sheep, even the Mohou Department. The Mohou tribe had wanted to graze on the territory of the beggar tribe more than once, but they were bombarded out by the beggar tribe, and the two sides almost fought several times. If it weren't for the fact that the beggar department was too strong, and the Mohou department felt that its strength was not good, I am afraid that it would have been robbed a long time ago.

And the beggar department also has scruples about the Mohou department, and does not dare to force the Mohou department too much. I don't know who came up with the idea later, but the beggar Pigu suddenly notified the Xianbei tribes in the west, asking everyone to join forces to raid the Great Jin Frontier and grab enough food back. At first, the tribes were reluctant to send troops due to the orders of the beggar tribe. But after tasting the sweetness once or twice, once the tribes felt that the food was not enough, they would take the lead of the beggar tribe and raise troops to the south to loot the grain......"

When Bo Hanji said this, seeing that Sima Ting's faces were getting more and more ugly, he hurriedly stopped, pretended to cough a few times, and continued: "After having enough food, the contradiction between the Mohou Department and the Begging Department has also eased. The prince also saw it, Mo Hou mostly brought people to beg for congratulations, if this was before, when the two met each other, they didn't fight for red-facedness. ”

Sima Ting sneered when he heard this, and said, "Good plan, good plan!" This trick is really beautiful! It's just that it hurts me, Dajin, I don't know how many people who just want to live in peace are ruined! ”

Bo Hanji was a little angry when he saw Sima Ting, and he smiled bitterly on the side and bowed humbly, not daring to speak. After a while, he waited until Sima Ting's face softened a little before he dared to continue: "Lord Wang." I heard Mo Hou Da tell his subordinates just now that the men and horses of the beggar department seem to have suffered a big loss at the hands of Prince Yi, and now they have sent an additional 10,000 troops to the east to fight against Prince Yi. Now among the beggar department, there are only 10,000 elite warriors in the beggar department. However, according to the estimation of his subordinates, the patriarchs of the various tribes who came to congratulate him brought a lot of guards, adding up to at least thousands of people. Lord, look at ......"

When Bo Hanji said this, he suddenly saw Sima Ting and the others Huo Ran standing up from their seats, and couldn't help but be startled, and wondered: "What's wrong with the prince?" ”

Sima Ting glanced at Bo Hanji and said softly, "Someone is here." With that, he took Du Jue and the four Holy Gate elders to the two sides of the tent and stood still, and lowered their heads slightly.

After a while, I heard a hearty laugh coming into the tent, and then the curtain was lifted all at once, and a majestic Xianbei old man walked in with a smile and said to Bo Hanji: "Bo Hanji! Why did you come so soon! ”

Bo Hanji saw the person coming clearly, and immediately rushed to the door, stepped forward in a panic and saluted: "Elder of the beggar clan, why are you here." ”

It turned out that the old man was the beggar of the beggar tribe! Sima Ting passed on the voice to himself, and he also knew the identity of the old man, so he couldn't help but raise his head slightly curiously, and looked at the beggar from the side. found that although this beggar Pigu had a wrinkled face, he was tough, vigorous, and sharp, and seemed to be a master. It's no wonder that if you can teach two sons of the innate realm, then Lao Tzu's kung fu will definitely not be bad.

The beggar Pigu laughed and patted Bo Hanji's shoulder and said, "The Bohan patriarch has sent his daughter here, and my little son who is not angry will definitely pull me to visit the Bohan patriarch." However, when the little cub saw Bohanna outside, he followed me and left me alone. Hahahaha! ”

Bo Hanji laughed twice, and responded: "The little white young clan is young and romantic, which is also reasonable." ”

Beggar Pigu swept around the Bohan Ji tent with a smile, and suddenly frowned: "Huh." Bo Hanji, have you seen Dabai? I sent him to fetch you. How? Didn't he come back with you? ”

Bo Hanji's heart trembled, and the secret path finally came. Swallowing his saliva, Bo Hanji pretended to be surprised and said, "What? The patriarch of the Great White Young Patriarch turned out to be the Bohan Ministry? Ah. I wasn't afraid of the patriarch's jokes, but my daughter didn't wait for the patriarch to greet her, so she forced the old man to take the initiative. In the meantime, I haven't seen the big white young patriarch. ”

The beggar was not suspicious, and said with a smile: "So that's the case." Hehe, no matter what he is, this time he is going to the Bohan Department, he is going to miss his brother's wedding. "Begging Pigu would not have thought that his precious son was dead, he had absolute confidence in his son, even if he really met some powerful master, with the protection of those three hundred warriors, it was not easy to escape?

Bo Hanji was secretly relieved when he saw that he had fooled the beggar in this way.