Maudun's opinion was not adopted, but was given a beating, and his heart was indignant.

"The country of Great Qin, Tiger and Wolf, today, if you don't listen to my advice, I'm afraid the day of catastrophe is not far away-when you die and your clan is wiped out, you can't regret it......"

Mao Dun's words made Tou Man angry, and also made many people in the royal court feel very embarrassed.

Maudon almost pointed at their nose and scolded them.

But, if you don't resist, what should you do?

Who is going to fight against Zhao Ying's terrible enemy?

Now that there is an opportunity to make peace talks with Great Qin and exchange trade, no one can resist this temptation, including some tribal leaders who originally supported Maudun, who have remained silent about this quite tacitly.

It's also an attitude.

Default.

Negotiate peace with Daqin, and the benefits of opening a field are visible to the naked eye.

Even his own crown prince has become precarious. Toumandanyu allocated nearly half of his tribe and gave it to his second son, Weiman.

and on many occasions publicly praised his second son Weiman, who was honest and modest, intelligent and brave, like himself when he was young, and his intention to change the prince was almost undisguised.

If it weren't for the identity of Mao Dun's crown prince, and the elite cavalry of more than 10,000 people under Mao Dun, he needed a suitable excuse, and it is estimated that Tou Manshan Yu would not have bothered to do anything.

"Your father already has the intention of changing the crown prince, you have been walking around more with those nobles in the royal city these days......"

Touman's current wife, Yan Shi, happily took her son's big hand and told her repeatedly.

"Don't be rude in front of people......"

Wieman nodded heavily.

"Thank you, Queen Mother, I know ......"

has been suppressed by this half-brother for so many years, and he is finally going to take his place!

In the past few days, Weiman has felt the wind under his feet when he walks.

Due to the takeover of the territory that originally belonged to the eldest brother Maotun, the tribes under his command have proliferated, and some tribal leaders have also shown goodwill, and even some old ministers around the father have a much more respectful attitude when they see him.

"Big brother, are you getting better today-you should get better quickly, you are not here for this time, and many affairs have been weighed on my head, but I am tired - you know, I don't like these mundane ......"

Wiman felt that as his younger brother, he needed to visit his stupid older brother.

Therefore, when he returned from hunting, he deliberately went around in a circle, carried a few prey, and came to the front of the eldest brother Mao Dun, pretending to vomit bitterness. Mao Dun was cold-eyed, too lazy to pay attention to him, just watching him perform clumsily there.

Weiman soon couldn't play anymore, and even became a little annoyed.

He didn't expect that his stupid eldest brother would not be able to recognize his situation until now, and he would still think that he was the original high-ranking prince?

I'm about to be a proton!

He didn't bother to pretend.

Standing up, looking down at Mao Dun, who was still lying on the sickbed recuperating from his injuries, his voice was a little cold.

"Big brother, on the love of our brothers, I specially come to advise you, don't be tough, your stupid opinion is just a momentary mood, not only will it not help, but it will also bring terrible disasters to us Huns - as the eldest prince, you have to learn to focus on the overall situation......"

Mao Dun looked carefully at this good brother who used to only follow behind his ass and curry favor with the obedient man, and a thick mockery flashed in his eyes.

He pointed to the door of the big tent and said very politely.

"Get out—"

Weiman was so angry that he threw his sleeves away.

"I don't know how to lift!"

……

What Weiman didn't know was that after he left, the good big brother who was originally pale and lying on the bed to recuperate, turned around and sat up from the bed.

"This idiot, so arrogant, it seems that my good father can't help but do something to me-"

The guards on the left and right did not dare to say anything.

……

Mao Dun is going to Daqin to be a proton, which is almost a certainty. And it is impossible for the Xiongnu to send their crown prince to Daqin as a proton, so after a period of brewing, they have begun to frequently hold meetings of confidant ministers to consider the replacement of the prince.

Under the pretext of adjusting the defense of the royal city and guarding against the Qin army, he quietly arranged several of his elite cavalry around the Maudun cavalry, faintly forming a joint attack.

Just when everyone thought that Mao Dun would never be caught with his hands tied, and that he would probably fight to the death, Mao Dun surprisingly remained silent.

Tou Manshan couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

He is really a little jealous of the ability of this eldest son. So, with a wave of his hand, he carved out a land with abundant water and grass for his eldest son, and rewarded two tribes with a population of more than 1,000.

Regardless of his injury, Maudun personally came forward to thank his father.

Tou Manshan Yu also seemed to have forgotten the dirtiness between father and son, and personally took his son's hand and walked into the king's tent.

That night, a banquet was held, and the father and son talked and laughed, which made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

A few days later, Tou Manshan wanted to send Mao Dun, led his five thousand elite cavalry, escorted the Yan family to Guyan Mountain to worship the gods, and prayed for the Huns.

Maudun's elite men were sharply reduced.

Everyone looked at the crown prince Mao Dun, who was standing not far from Tou Manshan Yu, with complicated thoughts.

Mao Dun's face was as usual.

"Thank you for your compassion ...... Father"

It seems that he is unaware of Tou Mandanyu's actions!

Seeing Mao Dun so cooperative, Tou Manshan even felt a trace of guilt in his heart, but this trace of guilt was quickly completely suppressed in his heart. Compared with this eldest son who talks back to him at every turn, he naturally prefers his second son Weiman.

Sensible, well-behaved, filial, and smart!

He had already had the idea of deposing the prince, but Mao Dun had a high prestige in the Xiongnu, even if it was him, he didn't dare to set up another prince for no reason. But now, it's just an opportunity.

Is there a son of heaven in a country who is a hostage?

He felt the time was coming!

At this time, the negotiations between the Xiongnu and Daqin also entered the final stage.

Once the two sides signed the alliance, Mao Dun would represent the Xiongnu and enter Xianyang as a proton. Touman felt that he didn't need to be in a hurry, and he took the prince's entry into Xianyang as a hostage, which could show his sincerity.

When Mao Dun enters Xianyang, everything is settled, and it is not too late to set up another prince by himself.

Mao Dun's face was as usual, and he said goodbye to Tou Mandanyu and the clan leaders.

After returning to his camp, he immediately gathered all his personal guards, drew a special arrow from his quiver, and showed it to everyone.

"This is the Ming Di - in the future, with this as a number, where I Ming Di is pointing, everyone shoots it, and those who hesitate to disobey the order will be killed!"

As he spoke, he brought his beloved white horse and drew his bow to shoot it.

A shrill chirp rang out.

made everyone's hearts tighten, and some people subconsciously followed the shot, but almost half of them couldn't help but hesitate slightly. When he saw Mao Dun's cold gaze, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and shot his bow and arrow in a panic.

Then, with horrified eyes, they looked at the white horse with arrows stuck in the ground, and looked at each other.

It was the prince's favorite mount, and it was gone!

Maudun looked at the dozens of guards who were the last to shoot their bows and arrows, and his eyes were cold.

"Whoever comes, pull me down and cut them down—"

Seeing that Mao Dun was actually playing really, everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and those hesitant guards changed their faces even more, and they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but Mao Dun was unmoved.

After a while, dozens of familiar human heads were bloodily placed in front of everyone!

Shocking!

Mao Dun looked at everyone's faces and said slowly.

"What the Ming Di points to, ten thousand arrows are fired at once!"

All of them were in awe.

"No!"

……

Just when Mao Dun was holding back his strength and training his guards, Zhao Ying was also training his group of guards.

"Everyone, do you want to be a decent gentleman, a real old Qin man? Do you want to be added to the official and become a knight, glorious and rich? Then start with the first step - speak Qin dialect, read Qin books, write Qin characters, and be a Qin person! ”

Zhao Ying raised his arms and shouted, cheering up these guards.

"In a month, I will select twenty squad leaders from among you according to your achievements, and the squad leaders will enjoy the same treatment as my own soldiers, and even have the opportunity to join my pro-soldier battalion......"

Zhao Ying's words made these young people from the Yue clan couldn't help but be excited.

Now that the Yue Clan has been destroyed, Zhao Ying, the terrible demon, is their true master. If he can become a personal soldier under Zhao Ying, it is equivalent to a complete foothold in Daqin, and for them, this is definitely a temptation that cannot be refused.

"We're going to read—"

On weekdays, as soon as they talk about reading, they cry and shout, and the reluctant children of the Yue clan bite the bullet one by one, pick up the books in their hands, and start reading those awkward square words with their tongues open.

Zhao Ying didn't stay long in the guards camp, poured a big bowl of chicken soup casually, and turned back.

He didn't have time to spend too much time with these people.

The reason why I came here today is just to stop by, and the main purpose is to visit my glass workshop. If you really want to go to war against the Xiongnu, you will inevitably need a large amount of money.

Zhao Ying naturally did not plan to impose additional taxes on the already burdened people of Daqin, but was ready to do it himself.

And what I am counting on is my own glass workshop.

"Bai Rafter (Chen He, Gong Xue, Lu Yi) has seen His Royal Highness the Emperor's Eldest Sun-"

As soon as Zhao Yinggang entered the glass factory, several stewards who got the news hurriedly greeted him, and bowed down from afar.

Zhao Ying has a very friendly attitude towards several heroes who helped him develop transparent glass.

Jumping off the horse, he stretched out his hand with a kind face.

"You don't have to be polite—"

"Thank you, Your Highness—"

Bai Rafter and the others stood up with joy on their faces, Your Highness, we have recently developed several new types of glass, and we are about to report to Your Highness.

"A few of you have worked hard—"

Zhao Ying was very satisfied with this, and it was not in vain that he rescued these warlocks, and specially gave them such an opportunity to show their talents.

Following Bai Rafter and the others to the warehouse, Zhao Ying couldn't help but look happy.

He found that after not seeing each other for a few months, Bai Rafter and the others were really not lazy, and the warehouse was full of yellow, blue, red, green and other colored glass, and even some of them were colorful and fired into a hodgepodge.

Some of the shapes are quite weird, like a pile of tattered stones, but these "stones" are crystal clear, and they still exude a dazzling luster when they are brought to the sun.

"Have you ever remembered the recipe for these glasses-"

"Back to Your Highness, I remember that all the glaze fired here has a clear record, and it has been successfully fired repeatedly for ......."

"Good!"

Sure enough, there are no real waste people in this world, only people who don't know how to use people.

No, such a group of warlocks who can only refine pills and pretend to be gods and ghosts have become talents who burn glass and study chemical changes.

Although these glasses here are strangely shaped and can not be used much, Zhao Ying is not ready to sell them as glass.

Rare treasures, naturally strange shapes, right-

Zhao Ying felt that there was no problem.

He plans to take advantage of this imperial examination to openly do a glass exhibition in Xianyang, and hold a small auction by the way.

Zhao Ying checked in detail all the refining materials that had been tightly sealed and stored by Bai Rafter and others, and carefully understood the current production situation.

Due to the requirements of secrecy, the place has been heavily guarded.

The people who are responsible for the development and production are the warlocks who were rescued by Zhao Ying, and the human scientists are basically researching and producing at the same time, so the output is a bit touching.

However, in this regard, Zhao Ying has no intention of expanding production for the time being.

Scarcity is expensive.

He didn't want to promote glass on a large scale in Daqin, he just wanted to make a circle - cough cough, just wanted the rich people of this era to broaden their horizons and appreciate the strange things that should not exist in this era.

By the way, help them accumulate good deeds.

After the visit, Zhao Ying returned to the office of Bai Rafter and others, picked up a brush, and simply drew a drawing of several models in front of Bai Rafter and others.

"Go back, I'll find someone to create a few molds, and you can see if you can fire a batch of glass according to this look-"

As he spoke, Zhao Ying smiled.

"The color doesn't matter, you don't need to pursue transparency, you don't need to pursue a single color, as long as you can fire it, it will be considered your great achievement, everyone will be promoted to the first level, reward a thousand dollars, and reward a maid-"

Bai Rafter and the others couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard this.

It doesn't matter if the title or the bounty or anything, I don't expect to go out anyway, but the maid is really necessary.

I've been trapped here for months, and I've almost forgotten what it's like to be a woman!

"Pass it on, everyone is the same, in the future, not limited to glass, as long as someone can develop something new, they can be rewarded by me - as long as I am satisfied, the title, maid, money, it is not a problem, even if I leave here in the future, it is not impossible......"

PS: It's almost time for the monthly pass lottery again, I just looked at it, now there are more than 1,400 tickets, and there are more than 500 from 2,000, please support your book friends, can you get together 2,000 tickets? Thank you very much –

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