Two hundred and seventeen Maalihei
The army rested for a day, and the next day set out, marching for more than two hundred miles, and gradually saw the chiefs of the tribes of Mughul on the opposite side greeting them in droves.
In front of them was an ox cart pulled by a large white ox, on which were the statues of the gods sprinkled with gods, and the people who greeted them this time were not only the chiefs of the tribes, but also the old priests who were sprinkled with the gods, which was quite solemn.
This noodle is very big, and the Golden Wheel King's face is very sufficient.
Zhao Gou had a question, and said in his heart that the Mengwu Murwei should not be the predecessor of the Mongols, why is it so low?
The Mongols produced a Genghis Khan, who and his descendants swept across Eurasia with Mongol cavalry.
However, their ancestors were so groveling, which simply destroyed Zhao Gou's inherent impression of the Mughal people.
With such an ancestor, can the descendants sweep across the Eurasian continent? It can't be a joke from history, right?
The two sides walked in the opposite direction, and the distance was still more than two miles, and the Mughul people were far away to the King of the Golden Wheel, and they knelt down and came on their knees.
Seeing this, Zhao Gou felt a burst of contempt in his heart, such a Mughal Murwei person is really difficult to connect with the Mongols who crisscrossed the Eurasian continent a hundred years later.
When the tribal chieftain of the Mughal Murwei people saw King Jinlun and others, he burst into tears, and he was as excited as he wanted to see his biological father.
Empress Meng suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and exclaimed: "It turns out that this Golden Wheel King is the king of the grassland, and any tribal chief is just a lackey under her." β
Zhao Gou smiled: "You also found out, right?" However, I also fell in love with this placeΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·"
"You've seen a lot, is it all yours? It's better to be a down-to-earth person, and recover the sixteen states of Youyun before talking about anything else. β
"Well, that's what you're taught. I Zhao Gou has one advantage left, that is, steadfastness. Hee-hee. β
In front of the big tent of the Mughal Murwei.
The Mughul people had long been ready to give the Golden Wheel King and them the wind and dust.
I saw a low table, covered with a neat and clean tablecloth, according to the different statuses, the King of the Golden Wheel and the King of the Silver Wheel sat in the middle of the position.
The tribal chiefs of the Mughulwe sat opposite each other in shifts.
In the middle is a green meadow, where countless Mughal Wei beauties sing and dance.
Immediately, there were beauties in the Mughal Chamber, and the beauties of Wei successively brought the prepared dishes and wine one by one with wooden plates.
These women are all in general attire, and the dancing beauties are obviously not from the same background, Zhao Gouxin said that these people who do rough work should be slaves with low status in this clan society.
Their tribe was annexed by other tribes, and when men were killed, they were reduced to slaves of other tribes, doing the heaviest work, and suffering the most humiliation.
Among them, there was a woman who walked slowly in the team, with low eyebrows and humble eyes, but with peculiar bones, although she did not apply powder, she also had eight or nine points of beauty.
The woman walked to Zhao Gou's table, bent down, carefully set the table with wine and food, and said to him in Song Mandarin: "Lord Wang, this is the Β·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· that the Mughur Wei entertains the most distinguished guests."
She introduced everything on the table to Zhao Gou like a treasure.
Zhao Gou was surprised: "You actually know how to speak Song Guohua?" β
The woman's face was flushed, she nodded, without any explanation, and got up to leave.
At this time, another woman suddenly walked past her and deliberately touched her with her shoulder while she was unprepared.
Oops!
The woman suddenly collapsed on Zhao Gou's table, which was two feet away from Zhao Gou, and the hot tea on the table gradually came over.
Zhao Gou helped her up, looked up and down, and found that she was seriously full of tears, obviously, she also knew that she was plotted by someone.
Such a beautiful and natural beauty, presumably many people of the same kind will be jealous, and her lowly status will only make this jealousy more blatant.
Zhao Gou comforted: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it." β
Suddenly, the big chief saw this and said angrily: "Stupid! How do you do things! Pull it down, kill it! β
As soon as the big chief's voice fell, a samurai came out, grabbed the woman like a chicken, one left and one right, just to drag it away.
Zhao Gou stood up and said, "Slow! It wasn't her intention, someone was plotting against her. The king is not going to care. β
The Great Chief said, "Since it is a guest of the King of the Golden Wheel and does not plan to care, then drive this lowly slave out." β
Zhao Gou smiled: "Great Chief, you don't seem to understand what I mean. I said no, then any punishment for this woman must be revoked. Now is the grand event to welcome the King of the Golden Wheel, this king doesn't want to spoil this friendly atmosphere, and you don't want to be the big chief, right? β
When the big chief heard this, he groaned slightly, and waved his hand, telling the two warriors to let the woman go directly.
The woman first thanked the big chief for not killing, then glanced at Zhao Gou, and also bowed to Zhao Gou.
Zhao Gou said: "Don't go, I'm going to ask the big chief to ask you to be my interpreter for the army, are you willing?" β
The woman was suddenly nervous and didn't know what to say.
Zhao Gou asked, "Tell me your surname." β
"Maalihei is me." The woman said weakly.
Zhao Gou said directly to the Great Chief: "Great Chief, forgive me for being rude. Because this king came to the grassland from the Great Song Dynasty, he likes the local scenery very much, and needs a translator, I see that the woman in front of me understands the Song dialect, and I hope to redeem this slave from your hands. I don't know what the respect is? β
Before the big chief could say anything, Zhao Gou immediately took out the Kunlun Mountain-shaped meteorite from his arms and handed it to the big chief: "Is this thing enough to redeem her?" β
The Great Chief will see the meteorite, and his expression will be wonderful.
As a person on the grassland, it is impossible not to know the preciousness of this gift.
The Silver Wheel King reminded Zhao Gou: "Lord Wang, this gift is not trivial, it is priceless, are you sure to exchange it for only one female slave?" β
Zhao Gou said: "This king came out to surrender the witch, and he didn't bring any gold or silver at all. This can only be redeemed with this. β
The Silver Wheel King sighed: "Lord Wang, you are really a bad thing. β
Muttering and muttering here, the big chief over there saw that Qian was open, and immediately smiled and said, "In this way, this slave girl belongs to you." β
This pulled the woman behind him and asked her to sit with Queen Meng.
Zhao Gouxin said that this slave girl named Ma Alihei must have some origins, and it is also a very important move to redeem her.
The people here rearranged the dishes and put them on the table for Zhao Gou, and the big chief took his eyes off the meteorite on his face.
The Silver Wheel King said: "Great Chief, you have made a lot of money this time. β
The big chief smiled embarrassedly and said, "This young hero is the prince of which country, I saw him sitting under the silver wheel king, is he the prince of that country?" β
Yinlun Wang said: "He is Zhao Gou, the King of Kang of the Great Song Dynasty." Now he is a guest of honor of the Black Felt Society, and this time he was also invited to the King of the Golden Wheel to help the grassland swaying and subduing demons. β
"It turned out to be the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, and he really made an extraordinary move."
After the big chief finished speaking, he looked around, only to find that the Iron Wheel King was not present, and his face was solemn at that time.
"Your Excellency the Two Wheel Kings, why didn't Your Excellency the Iron Wheel King come this time?"