Chapter 61: The Storm is Coming
"Oh, could it be that this Da Yan clan has a relatively noble background in his mother's family?"
Liu Jingxin guessed that if he wants to come to the world, everything will never change.
Even though the customs are different, the composition of the Xiongnu royal power is always inseparable.
"Lord Liu is really smart, and he guesses it right away.
In the current Xiongnu steppe, if you want to say that the most powerful family is the Luán Dī clan.
The deceased Touman Shan Yu, as well as the rightful Mao Dun Shan Yu, are all from the Su Yu family.
However, in addition to the largest Su Yu clan, there are also Huyan, Lan, and Xubu clans, which are also famous families in the country. ”
"Understood.
Therefore, even Mao Dun doesn't dare to provoke the Da Yan clan, which is bound to come from one of these three surnames? ”
"Exactly.
Among these many clans, there are naturally high and low statuses, and the most noble one is called the Zhuān Qu clan, that is, the largest clan.
At present, this Zhuqu clan is the eldest daughter of King Huyan. ”
The Xiongnu have long practiced the clan exogamy, and there is a tradition of intermarriage between different big clans.
The core of the Su Yu clan was in a dominant position in the entire Xiongnu society, and the one who was born in the Su Yu clan held the supreme power of the steppe and also held the military power.
The other in-law clans are in the position of auxiliary government, and also hold part of the civil and prison power of the tribe.
"It's too embarrassing, I'll call her Da Yan, anyway, that's what the queen means.
That...... Do these major clans have the right to discuss in front of Shan Yu?
I mean, if there is any major military event, the Xiongnu court will also hold a court meeting like us, relying on the emperor and his ministers to brainstorm? ”
Liu Jing's eyes rolled and asked a question that seemed to have a deep meaning.
***
Nie San scratched his head through the thick fluffed otter fur hat, and said with a sincere smile,
"Military affairs, we ordinary people, can't say it well.
It's just that I watched coldly from the side, and it turned out that when Touman Lao Shan Yu was alive, when there was a big event, he would still open a 'big spit Lanti'.
This big Tuplanti is in Xiongnu language, and I can't tell what it means-"
"—Probably similar to our court councils, or the princely councils of antiquity, right?"
Liu Jing wanted to laugh a little, and said in his heart that I was too familiar with this set, isn't it just the old routine of the Central Plains nation, and I just changed the name.
So, he hurriedly answered the call and inspired Lao Nie to continue talking.
Lao Nie nodded like pounding garlic,
"Yes, yes, anyway, in the early years, several major clans still had a lot of discussions, how to distribute the pastures every year, how to decide the marriage of children between clans, and whether to organize to go south to grab things.
Even the candidates for the next appointment of Shan Yu are determined by the collegial deliberation of all the leaders.
It's just that after Mao Dunshan succeeded to the throne, these rules were changed, and all the major events at the moment were decided by him alone. ”
Completely understood, Liu Jing thought to himself, this Mao Dunshan killed his father and established himself, and slaughtered the then prince, the prince's mother, and many uncles, which can be described as ruthless and arbitrary.
Therefore, the so-called Great Tu Pu Lan proposal is probably useless, and it will not play any role in restraining him.
"Mao Dun did this, the other major clans, can they endure this breath?"
Liu Jingyuan looked at the sheep on the hillside and asked leisurely.
"Ahem, what's unbearable, it's all two things."
Lao Nie looked back at the long convoy, and after making sure that no one was left behind, he sighed,
"Mao Dun led the whole Xiongnu people, broke the Donghu people, drove out the Yueshi people, and annexed small countries such as Ding Ling, Jiankun, and Lou Fu, and opened up a large area of new pastures.
So now, everyone is still willing to listen to him. ”
Liu Jing understood what he meant.
When the authoritarian Maudun can no longer win the battle, it will be the day when the tree will fall and scatter.
At this moment, the several major clans that are bowing their heads may not attack him in groups.
It was really said by the queen that the Huns were also people, and where there were people, there would be a struggle for power.
Then, for the Han Dynasty, this is not without opportunities.
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The group continued to walk north, and Liu Jing only felt that it was getting colder and colder, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and there was chaos between heaven and earth.
Only the dazzling sun at noon made people sweat all over their bodies, and they couldn't wear the leather jackets on their bodies.
Lao Nie saw him constantly putting on and taking off his clothes, and said with a smile,
"Our locals all say that once we leave Yanmen County, it will be 'a wild man outside Yanmen Pass, wearing a fur fur and a yarn in the afternoon'.
Sometimes in a day, from winter to summer, and from summer to winter. ”
"But," he said, looking up at the sky, and frowning again,
"The wind in the past few days is really unusual, I'm afraid it's not a strong wind coming.
We had to hurry up, climb over the hillside in front of us, and take refuge in the felt tents of the herdsmen. ”
When the word "gale" was spoken, Lao Nie's usual calm temperament was completely gone, and his face suddenly changed color, mixed with a trace of anxiety and fear.
"Gale? What's so scary about the wind? ”
"You don't know, the wind on the grassland, if you don't do it, it's going to die."
Nie San said, no longer paying attention to the dazed Liu Jing, slammed the horse's belly, turned his head and ran to the team behind, telling everyone to speed up one by one.
The team hurriedly climbed over the mountain, and sure enough, there were several large and small white and yellow felt tents tied up on the slope on this side, as well as circles of cattle and sheep.
At this time, even Liu Jing, a stranger, discovered that an endless black line faintly appeared in the sky in the distance, like clouds, and like an overwhelming curtain, and it seemed to be slowly spreading.
Lao Nie caught up, dismounted outside the door of the largest felt tent, lifted the heavy curtain, and walked in.
In less than a moment, he came out with a smile on his face, beckoned to Liu Jing, and motioned for them to go over too.
"Tell them to tie their horses and camels to the door.
Then turn out all the tarpaulins that Chen Wei prepared for you, and carefully cover the goods on the car.
I have said hello to the leader of the area, and we will rest in the tent and wait for the wind to pass, and then we will hurry. ”
Liu Jing's heart also pinched, it seems that behind this so-called gale, eighty percent is followed by a heavy rain.
He did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly instructed his entourage to wrap the convoy in layers of fine, soft, grain, silk, gold and silver utensils with lacquered rainproof covers.
When he was done, he found that next to each felt tent, there were several herdsmen who were also busy.
I saw them take out a roll of wool rope that was the thickness of a fist, throw it vigorously over the top of the yurt, and then pull it down from the side, and tightly tie the felt tent around the left and right circles, and twist the end of the extra wool rope into a strand.
At this time, a few strong men brought bags of burlap bags, which were filled with earth and stones, and looked extremely heavy.
Seeing that the twisted wool rope was tied to these burlap bags, Liu Jing understood that the way for the grassland people to deal with the strong wind was to use these earth and stone weights to reinforce the felt tent.
He quietly watched the herdsmen operate this complicated but skillful set of work, and then watched the rest of the people who followed Lao Nie enter the smaller felt tents one after another, and then slowly walked into the largest one.