Prairie people rarely don't like wine. Chahan and Bukhara obviously crave this bite, but the jar is now on Fangxing's side, so they don't want it.
"Sit down."
A Tai opened his mouth, and they sat down hurriedly, and then began to explain.
"Sweat..."
Ah Tai interrupted, "I'll call you Wang Ye later."
They were obviously stunned. Chahan moved his short fat neck and said, "big... Lord, this is..."
Bukhara was silent and just looked at the roast sheep.
Ah Tai looked at Fang and said, "too... The rebel of ah Lutai has been caught by Daming. Since then, we are Daming's people. Behave yourself and don't cause trouble."
Chahan gave a sound and looked very reluctant.
"Don't pretend."
Fang Xing's sentence embarrassed all three.
The news of the defeat of alutai has long spread all over the grassland. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty still stayed in Xinghe castle, waiting for the news of the defiant officials to provoke.
Is it interesting for you to act at this time?
Chahan had more clouds on his face. He looked at Xin Laoqi and Xiaodao and said, "alutai is defeated. The Lord cannot lose protection. Please allow Chahan to bring his headquarters."
A Tai said with a smile, "let's not talk about it for the time being. Drink a bar first."
"Xinghebo, is the grand master really... Captured?"
Bukhara asked in a low voice, his hands green.
Xin Laoqi held the handle of the knife, and the right hand of the knife moved around his waist. In the sun, there was light flashing between his fingers.
"Bukhara!"
Ah Tai Li shouted.
Fang woke up and looked at Bukhara with cold eyes, and soon there were drops of water dripping from his face.
After taking a sip of his bowl, Fang woke up and said to Wang he sitting next door by a bonfire, "Lao Wang, let's go and see those herdsmen."
Wang he was eating mutton with dignity. When he heard the speech, he got up with a shelf.
"Old seven and knife came with something."
As soon as Fang woke up and left, ah Tai scolded: "ah Lutai has been a prisoner of the Ming emperor. We are facing the persecution of the Wara people. If we want to go to Wara, let's go. The king won't stop us."
Chahan said with a smile: "don't worry, Lord. Bukhara just misses the old lord for the time being. It must be better in a few days. After all, the Ming Dynasty is powerful, and we can't beat it!"
Bukhara suddenly looked up with wet marks on the corners of his eyes and said angrily, "the grand master is kind to me. Can't you make me sad? Chahan, you are proud of relying on the Prince now. Don't you want to have a fight with me? Come on, wrestling or fighting, it's up to you!"
Chahan was furious at first, then restrained himself and said to Atai, "Lord, if there were not the Ming army today, I would fight him!"
A Tai said with satisfaction: "take the overall situation into account. The rebel in arutai killed our elite in the first World War, and the warlahs are eyeing. You should all cheer up. You won't send troops to garrison after the Ming Dynasty, just some civil servants."
"Ming people will not garrison?"
Chahan asked as soon as his eyes lit up.
A Tai nodded and said, "I'm going this time. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty gave a banquet. During the banquet, alutai sang and danced with wine. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty personally promised not to garrison troops, but to send officials to participate in the management of the tribe."
Alutai song and dance accompaniment was forgotten by the two people. They only remember the sentence: the Ming emperor promised not to garrison!
"Emperor Ming is so stupid... OK?"
Chahan then looked around and saw only a few Ming people eating meat and drinking by the campfire. He was relieved.
A Tai is looking at Fang Xing and Wang he
"Does it fit? Winter is coming. It's very cold. Remember to put on these socks."
Fang Xing smiled and touched the little girl's head. He said lovingly, "if anyone robs your socks, remember to report to king he Ning, and that person will become your slave, a slave that no one can change."
Fang Xing's tone was faint, but behind him were Xin Laoqi, Xiaodao and Tongyi.
"This is Xinghe Bo of the Ming Dynasty. He has a high position and power. This time, he is entrusted by his majesty to come here to appease everyone."
The interpreter lost no time in playing the card of Zhu Di. Sure enough, those people were frightened and flattered.
The girl raised her head, sucked in her nose, and then asked, "Your Majesty, can you let me eat?"
The girl's mother slapped her on the back of the head, then drank and scolded.
The girl still stared at Fang Xing, her eyes full of longing.
Fang Xing squatted down, touched her face and said, "yes, as long as there is no war, everyone will have enough to eat."
When the girl's mother heard the interpreter's translation, she knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Get up and take good care of her. If anyone bullies her, go to king he Ning or go to the officials of Daming. They will decide for you."
This is the promise of Daming xinghebo, the demon God!
Suddenly, countless pairs of envious, jealous and hateful eyes projected on the mother and daughter.
Who dares to bully her family in the future? Who dares to sit and watch the mother and daughter suffer from hunger and cold?
Ah Tai did not dare, and those officials who Daming stayed here did not dare.
The bran basket is jumping into the rice basket!
The woman wept with joy, suddenly rushed over, hugged Fang Xing's legs and said a lot.
Uncle, she said her husband went with alutai and didn't come back. She wanted to ask if Daming could give her a strong husband
Fang woke up with a black line on his face. The interpreter hurriedly said, "you go to find your husband. Uncle is valuable. How can you do such a thing? Let go."
The woman let go of her hand, with a runny nose and tears on her face, which made Fang wake up a little helpless.
Along the way, the two boxes of socks glowed, and most of them were given to women and children.
When he came back again, his hostile and fearful eyes were much less along the way. Wang he whispered, "xinghebo, those socks are good. Leave some pairs for our family."
Fang woke up unhappily and said, "this is ordinary goods. The sock made by the dependents' village for you is a good thing. If you don't know the goods, I want to kill myself!"
Wang He Shan said, "but your socks look comfortable!"
Fang Xing ignored him, returned to his place, sat down and saw that the three were a little relaxed, so he raised his bowl and said, "who is willing to belong to Daming?"
A Tai's face remained unchanged and took a drink from his bowl.
Chahan smiled and said, "Your Majesty is kind. I must be brave for Daming and never regret."
"Have you studied Confucianism?" Fang Xing asked faintly.
Chahan said in Daming dialect, "yes, when I was young, my father invited a gentleman and studied for several years."
Fang woke up and nodded: "it turned out that he had long been interested in Daming! After Zhongliang."
Chahan couldn't help but raise a bowl of toast. Fang woke up and drank with a smile.
Bukhara stood up and said, "uncle, I Bukhara... As long as Daming is kind to us, I Bukhara will be loyal to Daming and his majesty all my life."
Fang Xing raised his bowl and said, "all the sages are pillars. With you, the northern Xinjiang of the Ming Dynasty is unbreakable. Let's do a bowl for this!"
With the sound of drinking, Fang woke up and looked around
Campfires are everywhere on the starry grassland. People are laughing, drinking milk wine, eating meat and drinking broth.
In the newly built military camp, the soldiers of Jubao mountain guard are also eating, but there is no wine