In early spring, the grassland is not yet in full bloom, but from a distance, there is a faint green under the withered yellow of winter, which is the color of the grass that begins to awaken from the roots.

A lonely four-wheeled carriage slowly galloped up a sand dune, and the horses of the Central Plains were not accustomed to walking such a gravel road, and it was very difficult to walk all the way. The two horses were panting, and the young man driving was also tired.

"Brother Tayou——, is Brother Tayou?" A red horse came running towards the sand dunes in the distance, and on the saddle was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman, as beautiful as a flower. The women of that era did not have a serious name, and the daughter of the Kui Rong patriarch was no exception, until the current King Kui Rong, that is, Kui Duoyou's uncle, imitated the habit of the Zhou people and called his sister X Kui. This is the daughter of King Kui Rong himself, and the only daughter, because of her beautiful appearance, people call her Li Kui.

Kui Duoyou was also very happy to see his cousin, and snapped his fingers and whistled: "Hey, Li'er, how can you recognize me at a glance from so far away?" ”

Li Kui was also excited, and even a little shy: "Brother, you forgot, your scarlet horse and my jujube red horse are the same mother's compatriots, not me, it is my horse that recognizes your horse." ”

"Hahaha," Kui Duoyou patted the crimson horse beside him and said with a smile: "Really, I forgot." ”

Li Kui caught a glimpse of the coffin on the carriage and gasped: "Brother, what is this?" ”

Kui Duoyou's face turned pale: "Wei Wu was given wine by King Zhou in Haojing, and this is her coffin." ”

"Ah, aunt------" Li Kui was startled, tears rolling in her eyes------

Several Haidongqing were hovering and fighting in the air, and loud chirps were heard from time to time. Beneath the sky, there is a round and inconspicuous earth mountain, but it has a sacred name - the Temple of Heaven. This is where the Kuirong tribe prays to the immortal heaven, and it is also the place where the tribal leaders and heroes hold funerals.

The coffin of Wei Wu was placed upright in the middle of the Temple of Heaven, and the bottom was overturned by several large logs, piled with firewood and dry grass. King Kui Rong is nearly fifty years old, and his ambitions have been erased by the years, replaced by the cascading wrinkles on his face and the gray beard on his chest. He personally held the torch in his hand and lit the fire, and the flames that soared into the sky suddenly reached the sky.

The Kui Rong people present all looked solemn, their eyes were sad, and they had words in their mouths, praying to the immortal heaven for the good future life of the witch, the witch of the grassland. They were stout, round-headed, broad-faced, fierce-looking, long, large with bows, slanted over their shoulders, quivers hanging from their waists, pierced in their earlobes, and wearing a gold ring. The Rong people began to ride horses and shoot arrows when they were just able to walk, and even when attending funerals, they would not abandon their bows and arrows.

Kui Duoyou quietly swept everyone's faces, he was looking for Wei Wu's daughter, his little cousin. Why didn't you attend my mother's funeral? His gaze swept over the face of a young man behind King Kui Rong, who was also staring at him, his eyes full of resentment. Kui Duoyou's heart was excited, as the middle son of King Kui Rong, Kui Nu has always been at odds with him, and he is even more disgusted with the Zhou bloodline------

In the royal tent, King Kui Rong, wearing a golden crown, sat on the couch and counted the gifts sent by the new marquis. The slave girls brought in some beautiful clothes, precious jewelry, and delicious wine for the king to see, and placed them on the table. This process was interrupted several times by Kui Nu, who straightened his neck and shouted: "Our Kui Rong kindly sent the Holy Maiden, but the Patriots sent her to Hojing, and she died." Do you want us to forget about such a thing? ”

Until King Kui Rong became impatient and ordered him to shut up: "You go out for me, stay with many friends." Only then did Kui Nu retreat indignantly and unwillingly.

When there were only two people left in the tent, King Kui Rong asked Duoyou softly: "Look, should we take revenge on the matter of defending witches?" ”

Kui Duoyou was stunned for a moment, and instinctively replied: "Uncle, according to my heart, I naturally don't want us to conflict with the country." For so many years, the herdsmen of the Kuirong Department have been able to graze with peace of mind, all because of their friendship with the country. The herdsmen could exchange their cattle, sheep and horses for cloth and iron tools from the Central Plains, and without looting, the Kui Rong tribe could live a richer life than the rest of the tribes. What's more, if you start a war with the country, won't it be a belly and back enemy? ”

King Kui Rong raised his eyes: "I know what you mean. The Endless Tribe is a branch of the Qiang, and since they migrated eastward to our west, they have been eyeing our Kuirong tribe. However, after all, Wei Wu died unjustly, and if he didn't breathe, he was afraid that it would be difficult to convince his subordinates. You also saw the appearance of the slave just now! ”

"My aunt's matter is indeed wronged. However, Wei Hou was originally out of good intentions, and he didn't know that things would come to such a point, King Zhou was moody after losing his wife, and everyone in the pickaxe capital was in danger. It's also my fault that I didn't protect my aunt. Kui Duoyou blamed himself.

King Kui Rong suddenly changed his words: "Forget it, don't talk about it." You'er, when you come back this time, you will marry Likui. So when I die, you will be king!" ”

Kui Duoyou was taken aback, knocked over a bowl of goat's milk on the ground, and fell to the ground: "Uncle, as the saying goes, you can't get married, but you have a son but pass on the throne to your nephew, I'm afraid people won't be convinced!" ”

"What's inseparable, Likui is my only daughter, and if you marry her, you'll be my only heir, who dares to talk nonsense?" King Kui Rong ordered him to sit back on the table, and continued: "Although I have had several sons, they have been killed in battles with the Endless Tribe over the years, and only one Kui slave remains. But he is simple-minded, only thinking about being a hero on the grassland, and he also wants to annex the Central Plains. Besides, he ------"

King Kui Rong tilted his neck, drank all the milk wine in the cup, gritted his teeth and said, "Whether he is my son or not, I can't be sure." ”

Kui Duoyou was startled, and suddenly remembered a rumor that he had vaguely heard in the tribe, Kui Nu's mother was the newly married side concubine of the prince of the endless tribe, and when she was riding a horse with her husband to hunt not long after the wedding, she was robbed back by King Kui Rong, and soon became pregnant and gave birth to Kui Nu. Looking at my uncle's performance today, this rumor turned out to be true.

He was stunned, but King Kui Rong couldn't wait, and asked, "Do you agree?" Give me a good word! Don't you like Lil? ”

Li Kui's delicate face appeared in front of him, didn't he like her? It doesn't seem to be. Anyway, even Zhaozi Mu plans to marry his wife and sister to him, what else does he have to think about? It's better to stay in this grassland, and you don't have to worry about others for him. Perhaps, he was originally the son of the grassland, and he should return here and die old.

Thinking of this, he met his uncle's eager eyes: "But, how to explain this matter to Kui Nu?" ”

King Kui Rong sighed: "Blame him for not being successful, and blame him for being born in the wrong place." This kid is not in his blood, but after all, I have raised him for many years, and I want you to swear to Changshengtian to treat him well, so that he will have no worries about food and clothing in the future! ”

After hearing this, Kui Duoyou knelt down and swore an oath: "Immortal Heaven is above, I, Kui Duoyou, am the king of Kui Rong, and I will treat my brother Kui Nu and his descendants well, so that their wealth will flow like the Yellow River, and their honor will be as vast as the sky." If there is a lie, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed! ”

"Okay, okay." King Kui Rong nodded again and again, and unconsciously old tears oozed from the corners of his eyes. Neither he nor Kui Duoyou realized that there was a slave girl outside the king's tent who listened to their conversation very well, and she was a slave from Kui.

It was late at night, and King Kui Rong was lying in the king's tent, when a cold wind blew on him, and he opened his eyes slightly, only to see Kui Nu open the curtain and come in like a ghost, and lay at his feet and weep like a child. King Kui Rong closed his eyes again in annoyance, and said, "What's wrong with you? Crying like a. ”

"Father, since you don't like me, why did you want to snatch my mother back in the first place? Now it's going to be passed on to a bastard of the guard, what is the reason? Kui Nu said with tears in his eyes, his stout body trembling with grievance and anger.

King Kui Rong understood that the news had leaked, and he sighed helplessly and said: "Are you my son who doesn't even dare to guarantee your mother's ticket, not to mention that you don't have the ability to govern the country, and you are simple-minded, thinking that you can annex the Central Plains with the courage of a horseman." It's a dream! Likui is my daughter, if Duoyou marries her, the child she gives birth to is my blood. My steppe people put their mother first, and Duoyou is my nephew and my son-in-law in the future. ”

He said so many words in one breath that he was so tired that he gasped loudly. Kui Nu didn't have any intention of stepping forward to help him, just stared at him and asked, "You, don't you want to change your mind?" ”

King Kui Rong said angrily: "I am the king! ”

Kui Nu casually picked up a large piece of soft cake sent by Wei Hou from the case, walked to his father's bed and said, "Then you don't blame me for being polite!" ”

King Kui Rong was furious and wanted to call out for the guards, but his son held him down. Kui Nu shoved the soft cake in his hand into his father's throat, and in his nostrils, he muttered, "Who else do you want to shout?" The king's tent has been controlled by my warriors, and when you are dead, I will kill the bastard and marry your precious daughter to the King of the Endless. Back then, you robbed his woman, and now it's time to give someone a wife! ”

King Kui Rong struggled desperately, but Kui Nu's arm held him down like an iron pincer. The father's nails scratched countless blood on the back of his son's hand, but Kui Nu didn't feel the slightest pain, and he kept stuffing the soft cake into King Kui Rong's throat. Before he knew it, tears were dripping down his face, mixed with the blood on the back of his hand, and flowed to King Kui Rong's chest, until he died motionless on the bed.

After confirming that his father was dead, Kui Nu suddenly felt fear, and he listened carefully to the movement outside the tent, fearing that a brave warrior loyal to his father would rush in.