Chapter 164: Everything Can Be Seen in the Right
Since the master had already gestured tactfully, after Zhang Huansheng thanked him naturally and interestingly, he took Liu Haoyuan to retreat with the maid.
Seeing them come out of the tent, Unger took off his robe, ate a few pieces of milk cake, took out a string of bone rosaries from his bosom, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, and slowly plucked the rosary while silently chanting in his mouth, and entered the realm of meditation.
The night passed quickly, and when Unger opened his eyes again, it was almost dawn, and he arose, and after cleansing his face under the service of the maids, he changed into a new robe, strode out of his felt bag, and walked towards the most majestic and majestic tent of the eastern fence of the holy mountain in the woods.
For the barbarians in the forest, the big tent is not only the residence of the leaders of the large and small tribes who rule them, but also the official palace or royal court, and even the sages have public and private distinctions, not to mention the barbarian nobles, so there must be a huge tapestry made of animal skins in the big tent, separating the inside and outside.
3. After the work of two teas, in a tent room in the innermost part of the East King's tent, Bao Mote, who has dominated the East Forest for 50 years, sat on a brocade carpet, eating fat and tender hand-grabbed mutton, and listened to Anger slowly tell the story of his life with Zhang.
The appearance of this nearly 100-year-old king is almost the same as that of an ordinary barbarian old man in the forest, but in his slightly scattered eyes, the occasional light is really terrifying.
While holding the crystal clear salt mined from the rock wall, gently rubbing it on the white meat, and munching on the case;
After listening to what the chief of his royal court said, he swept his eyes over the heirs who were sitting on both sides of him to eat with him as usual, and asked, "What do you think Unger should do about the pleading of the Yanhuang merchant?" ”
As soon as the words landed, a young nobleman with a big square face who was on the left hand side of the jacket and Mo Mo immediately said in a deep voice: "It is not difficult to help that Yanhuang merchant to talk about it.
Xidi now kills slaves just to vent his anger and earn some face.
With Emu's greedy nature, it is naturally better to cut off the head and bury those Yanhuang people than to sell them for money, if the thing really happens, he will have to accept our love.
And the favor of a future king of the West Forest is very valuable..."
Before he finished speaking, a tough man next to him, who was about the same age, suddenly interjected: "Fourth brother, you are too short-sighted, no matter how much internal strife we forest people have, the biggest enemy is still Yan Huang."
How can you casually sell millions of dingkou to Yanhuang merchants..."
"No matter how many lambs there are, they are only fat sheep," the big-faced young man argued angrily when he heard this, "What's more, the chief steward has already said that the merchant is selling people overseas..."
"Did he say that if you sell overseas, you will be overseas," the tough man pouted: "Have you forgotten the cunning of the Yanhuang people?" ”
When the big-faced young man heard this, he smiled disdainfully, "I have said that no matter how many lambs there are, they are just fat sheep, and the Yanhuang merchant is the heart of the saint, who intends to break a huge fortune to save the lives of millions of compatriots, what is the use in the face of the general trend."
The number of Yanhuang Dingkou is measured in billions, will the strength and weakness change because of millions more, millions less, it is really a grass rat's vision, and I don't understand the truth between the rise and fall of the country. ”
"You dare to call me a grass rat..."The sturdy man was furious when he heard this, and he stood up violently and shouted loudly.
The characters in the world, no matter how eloquent and decisive they are, are often unable to control their bastard heirs, not to mention that the barbarian state in the forest is just the beginning of etiquette.
Seeing the two sons showing tension in front of him, Praise Mot could only frown helplessly and scolded, "Enough, shut up for me, how can you scold my brother for being a grass rat;
Aqing Duoji, you shouldn't have interrupted your brother's speech before, there are mistakes. After beating each side fifty boards, he looked at Saren, who had been established as a 'princess', and called the nickname of his beloved daughter: "Jixiang, what do you think should be done?" ”
"Father, when everything is difficult to distinguish, just look at the interests." Saren smiled confidently and said, "That Yanhuang merchant has been buying slaves in our eastern forest for two years in a row, no matter what his intentions are, many tribes have relied on the gold beads they obtained when they traded with him to buy food and survive the famine.
Besides, his origin, although he is mysterious and deliberately hidden, this is also human nature, and it is strange to do a traitorous business.
As long as it is beneficial to us to trade with him, there is no need to delve into it, otherwise it will spread out, and most of the merchants in the hot and yellow land will not dare to come to the grassland again.
I thought about it, no matter what, it would be beneficial and harmless for me to fulfill the Yanhuang merchant, so I felt that I should ask the chief steward to help him meet that Amtam. ”
Hearing this, he laughed and said: "Although everything is good and good, it is the way to rejuvenate the family and strengthen the country, and the auspicious words have won my heart."
Do as she says, Unger. ”
"Yes, my lord." Unger said respectfully.
At this time, when the morning food was almost finished, the servant ordered the servants to remove the remaining scraps, cleaned their hands and mouth, and looked at Saren and said, "Good luck, that Yanhuang Qi Gongzi you have to hold it together, and I will use it again in the future." ”
"Father, don't worry, he wants to restore the country like crazy, even if I don't get in touch, I will naturally use it for you." Hearing this, Saren replied with a sweet smile, and then turned his head to look at Unger, "Chief, I and my favorite sister Duo Cai Qingji once fought the yellow sheep together in the grand ceremony, and you will write a letter for you to take it, so let her help the Yanhuang merchant go to see Amtamamu." ”
"Then there is a princess of Lao." When Unger heard this, he smiled and bowed his head and said, and at noon he took Saren's letter and went home to see Zhang Huansheng.
After that, he personally took Zhang Huansheng to the western forest, and met the new lord of the West Fence Tent in Boghan Ula Mountain through Naduo Cai Qingji, and then after some difficult negotiations, Zhang Huansheng killed the old Qi prince Liang Qiyuan and his disciples to harvest hundreds of thousands of gold beads, countless treasures, and all the trade proceeds after the opening of the port of Zhang State, all of which were offered, and exchanged more than 7.9 million Yanhuang Nu from Ammamu.
And when he spent more than two months transporting all these people to the isolated island to settle down, he was shocked to find that there were less than 10,000 old people among them, and the rest were young and strong children.
This means that among the survivors who escaped the poisonous hands of the forest people, the old man has almost been killed and injured, which shows the tragedy of the massacre at the beginning!