The snow-white bone knife has a narrow palm and a thin blade. It is brushed by your fingers and feels sharp, forcing your skin.
With a wave, the wind sobbed. It's a sharp knife.
Gao Dabao took over the scabbard and looked at it carefully. His tone was full of envy and said:
"It's the bone of a big white bear in the north. When I followed the king of the north to kill the prairie horse thief, I met such a giant beast. The bone is very big."
Gao Dabao gestures with his hands, trying to pull out a giant beast.
There were two guards who went deep into the north, and they added with their gossip, saying that the big bear was tall.
"It's a beautiful ornament."
Su Lu took the knife back into its sheath and threw it to the exchanged guard.
The guard grabbed the knife and said with a smile:
"I don't dare to use this thing. If I break it when I go to battle, it's not worth losing my life."
"Then keep your family heirloom."
Su Lu took the reins from Gao Dabao, turned over and mounted the horse. Seeing the prosperity, he should go back. Maybe Li Qing knows where there is a war to fight.
After such a long time, it's time to spread the quick military information. Su Yi should win a big victory.
The foreign post house area in the northwest corner of Yanjing city is near the corner of the city wall. It is a newly divided house with red walls and grey tiles. It sits in four main houses facing south, with three wing rooms on both sides.
In the not wide yard, several big men with bare arms sat or stood talking in the yard.
The big man who had changed the pot of Baijiu into the courtyard with the bone knife and the guard, entered the courtyard, and the big men in the yard came around.
"Why is the wine pot so small?"
"Ha Hetai, did you steal a pot?"
"Let me have a taste. It's killing me."
In the chaotic sound, the small wine pot was raised. A group of rough men crowded around the man called ha Hetai, trying to grab a drink.
In the main hall on the north side, the gray haired leader of the snow clan scolded angrily:
"A group of earth buns who have never seen the world. Let them keep their voices down."
The snow man standing at the door smiled and said:
"Patriarch, they are not fooling around. Ha Hetai brought back a pot of wine. It's delicious."
"Wine?"
The clan leader frowned when he saw the snow man talking to the snow family:
"Wokuotai, go and bring it to me. Let me see how delicious it can be."
The snow man answered and turned out of the door.
A group of snow clan men who are shouting at the door are assigning the order, ready to ask you for a drink and me for a drink.
Wokuotai grabbed the wine pot and scolded:
"What are you making a fuss about? This is the capital of the Han Dynasty. I don't have to lose the face of my snow family."
As soon as the man who had been robbed of the wine pot was about to get angry, he heard wokuotai's reprimand, and his anger disappeared. In an ugly tone, Wei asked wrongly:
"Wokuotai, can you let me drink... Hey, wokuotai..."
Wokuotai ignored the shouting behind, took the wine pot and went straight into the main hall.
Put the wine pot up, and wokuo Tai's face was red with excitement:
"Patriarch, this is a good thing, a good thing in the Han country."
The patriarch glanced at the wine pot and his face flashed disdain:
"This wine pot is also good, but does it smell good?"
With that, the leader of the snow clan had picked up the wine pot and sucked at the mouth of the pot.
A Baijiu down, the snow clan chieftain's face changed, first strange, then uncomfortable, and finally became wonderful.
"Good thing!"
When the taste of the Baijiu came out, the snow clan leader came to mind immediately.
"This thing is interesting."
The old man was excited when he took another sip of the wine pot:
"Don't say yet. It's interesting."
The old man lifted the lid of the wine pot and looked urgent:
"That's interesting."
A Baijiu liquor to drink clean.
Next to the wokuo stage, his face was full of disappointment. Looking at the empty and firm wine pot, how can he feel his heart, not his stomach, as empty and firm as this wine pot.
At the entrance of the main hall, a group of people on the HA he platform looked around and saw the empty wine pot. A group of people suddenly lost their spirit.
The leader of the snow clan shook the wine pot. Seeing that there was no wine at all, he was disappointed and ordered the nearby wokuotai to say:
"Go and get me some more pots."
Wokuotai heard that his face was ugly and said in anticipation:
"No, patriarch."
Hearing the speech, the leader of the Xue clan took a golden bean from his arms and threw it into the arms of wokuotai:
"Is this a golden bean enough?"
Wokuotai was holding golden beans and his face was full of tangles:
"It can't be changed much. Ordinary shops don't take it with them."
The leader of the snow clan was puzzled:
"How can we use silver on our way here? Why can't we use it when we get to the capital?"
Wokuotai holds golden beans:
"All our expenses on the road are jewelry. Few people want this golden bean."
"Han is a big country. It has its own silver money. It is a kind of coin, which is easy to carry."
The leader of the snow clan was puzzled:
"How did these boys buy it? I still have these golden beans. They don't have any."
Wokuotai pointed to the bone knife hanging at his waist:
"Take the bone knife and exchange it for wine. The bone knife can still exchange some wine."
The leader of the snow clan became angry:
"I think the snow family is also a big family in the north. Why don't we even have some Han coins? The Han caravan is all over the world. Don't people save some Han coins?"
Wokuotai nodded, but he didn't. because of the horse thief, the Han caravan didn't know the territory of the snow family.
There was no money to use. For the first time, the leader of the snow family resented the horse thieves who disturbed the north of the Han country.
"Take the jewelry, sell it, and buy it with money."
"Forget it, go with me to see the Minister of rites. I think Qian must have a way to teach me."
The leader of the snow family greeted wokuotai and said that although he couldn't see anyone when he went to see the Minister of rites last time, he had already got through to the people below.
If he wanted to be a patriarch, he would be honored by the imperial court in the Supreme Court. Even the Baijiu of the Han state could not afford to buy it.
Wokuotai greeted several people, took jewelry gifts and went to see Qian Qianyi.
Qian Qianyi didn't want to see the snow people. However, he gave too much money and had to see them.
Looking at the fierce snow clan leader with white hair and beard, he is hale and hearty. He is a master at first sight.
Qian Qianyi thought that if he could accept the snow family for the imperial court, he would be able to produce several brave generals. It would be a good way to help him at that time.
Qian Qianyi had a decision in his heart.
"The patriarch knows why he can't be accepted by his Majesty in the Han Dynasty?"
The leader of the snow clan is a little confused. Why, I also want to know. Glancing over the nearby wokuo platform, he motioned for him to present the jewelry he had brought.
A bundle of jewelry was placed on the seed.
"This is a bribe..."
Qian Qianyi swallowed his words and looked at the glittering jewels on the table. Qian Qianyi surrendered cleanly. This is a local tyrant.
"Surrender to China is your only way."
Qian Qianyi said.