The Xueyantuo tribe led by Zhenzhu Yinan is also composed of many tribes. After the Turks were defeated, they were very eager to obtain the plump grassland at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. They had held meetings several times to study the occupation of those.

But now the Tang Dynasty's military power is too strong. Without Li Er's permission, they really dare not go there. They ended in several meetings without success.

Now the playboys from the Tang Dynasty came. If they could go back and encourage the old man in their family, they would say a few good things to Xue Yantuo in the court and let Li Er let go of the pasture at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, it would be a huge profit.

However, Changsun Chong and others are not fools. They were cheated by Li Chengqian for several years. Each of them has developed a pair of "fire eyes and golden eyes". If you don't talk to others, the first thing is to consider whether you will be cheated.

Therefore, when it comes to the grassland at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, as long as the Zhenzhu Yinan talks about it, the playboys will immediately talk about him and don’t mention him at all.

The helpless Zhenzhu Yinan had to send her son, hoping to establish a good relationship with these dandy people through her son and bring up the old things in the future.

"Brother Changsun, can you tell me what do you want to do if you want those useless wool?" After talking nonsense with the playboys for a while, Dalushi suddenly asked Changsun Chong.

"Don't ask me about this, I don't know if I ask me." Changsun shook his head with a wry smile, sighed and said, "You have probably heard the sentence "Life is endless, and it's endless tossing"? He is talking about the young master in the Chang'an Palace. The purchase of these wool is my cousin's request. As long as he doesn't say it, God knows what to do this time."

"Well, is the wool that His Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty?" Dadushe looked surprised and looked at Zhenzhu Yinan without any trace, and said with a little blame: "Why didn't Changsun say it earlier? If he had known this, Xue Yantuo would have cherished any useless wool. What would he do if he gave tens of thousands of pounds of kilograms a year?"

"He is not short of this little money." Changsun Chong waved his hand indifferently, and finally said seriously: "The wool always grows little by little. We can't let the herders suffer losses. If you can compensate, you should make some compensation."

Dadushi looked solemn, and he clasped his fists and said, "My good brother has a kind heart. I thanked me for the herdsmen under my father Khan here." But no matter how you look at that, you can be hypocritical.

How come the business has been negotiated, and I still give it for free? And thank you for being untrue. If you really want to thank you, you will give you thousands of beauties!

Changsun Chong kept complaining in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. He just kept saying: What should be done, what should be done.

I chatted all the way, and it was all about nutritional topics. It was not until late that the marching team stopped and found a river beach to camp and rest.

Maybe it was because everyone was very tired after rushing for a day during the day, so there was no special activity at night. They all went to bed early and prepared to get up early the next day to continue on the road.

And just as Changsun Chong lay down, Tang Shanshi's voice sounded outside the tent: "Chongzi, are you asleep?"

"No, what's wrong?" Changsun Chong got up from the camp bed and lit the lights.

"I'm in when I'm not sleeping!" As soon as the curtain of the tent was lifted, Tang Shanshi got into the tent, looked at Changsun Chong holding a military spear, and curled his lips: "Get dressed, let me go."

"What's the matter? It's so mysterious?" Changsun Chong saw that it was really Tang Shanshi. He breathed a sigh of relief, stabbed the three-edged army in his hand and asked casually.

"The guys from Uighurs, Pugu, Tongluo, and Bayegu couldn't help it and were ready to talk to us about business." Tang Shanshi smiled very obscenely, looking like a fox who had stole a chicken.

"Where are people? Not just cats and dogs, are they?" Changsun Chong's eyes lit up, thinking that he had finally waited for these people. As long as he talked about the matter with these guys, this trip to Mobei will be completed and he can go home.

"Don't worry, am I such an unpredictable person?" Tang Shanshi said vainly, turning a blind eye to Changsun Chong's contemptuous look.

After changing his clothes quickly, Changsun Chong followed Tang Shanshi, slipped out of the tent, turned around several circles, and came to Tang Shanshi's tent. After lifting the curtain, he saw that there were no less than four or five people sitting inside.

"I have met Mr. Changsun." Seeing Changsun rushing in, the four and five people stood up one after another, and the uneven greetings sounded softly in the tent.

Changsun rushed to the end, and he was the top young man in Chang'an City. This kind of scene could not scare him. He waved and signaled several people to sit down, and then asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why are you looking for someone here?"

Several men looked at each other, and finally, a middle-aged man in his thirties said, "We are here to discuss business with the clan leader."

"Business? We seem to have finished talking." Changsun Chong glanced at several people, then looked at Tang Shanshi, and asked with an inexplicable expression on his face.

Tang Shanshi pretended to be a good man and persuaded him: "Don't be anxious first, just listen to what they say first."

"Yes, Mr. Changsun, Mr. Zhong said bluntly that you have only talked with the Xue tribe and the Yantuo tribe, but our Huihe tribes and other tribes have not yet discussed it." The middle-aged man had a hint of anxiousness in his eyes, as if he had run away suddenly.

"Uh, you still have to be so clear about the division? Isn't it just a matter of talking to Yi Nan Khan?" Changsun Chong pretended to be confused, looking like Tang Shanshi.

"Chongzi, we're wrong. The business with Yi Nan Khan is the same thing. Other tribes are other tribes. It seems that the business is only halfway through." Tang Shan said to Changsun Chong with a sense of knowledge.

"No, right? I remember..." Changsun Chong made a hard time recalling.

"Young Master Changsun, this business is a khan, the Khan of the Karma will never give us a little bit. Please believe us." Another older guy stood up from the corner, bowed to Changsun Chong and said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean is that the Yi Nan Khan will swallow this business alone?" A trace of surprise flashed across Changsun Chong's face.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, as if he was preparing to fight: "Yes, Mr. Changsun, our small tribes have been oppressed for too long. If the Xue tribe and Yantu tribe continue to be stronger, we will be annexed soon. And another Turkic Khanate will soon form on the grassland. I hope Mr. Changsun will think about everything!"

Changsun Chong and Tang Shanshi looked at each other. This time he was really surprised. Thinking of Li Chengqian's instructions before leaving Beijing that he must bring the requests of the Uighur tribes and other tribes in this business. It felt as if everything had been plotted by that evil cousin.
Chapter completed!