Chapter 42 Negotiation (2)
When Lielie heard Luo Dun's question, he shook his head calmly.
"What can happen if there are more than a thousand Yue tribes? Here, more than a thousand Yue tribes old kings and the little prince came out together, with the escorts and cargo transporters, and there were 600 cavalrymen. Heng'an Yingyang Mansion was in charge of Yunzhong. The Turkic brigade did not dare to come. Who could move more than a thousand Yue tribes?"
More than a thousand Yue tribes were not called clan leader, but king. Because more than a thousand Yue tribes were said to have moved from the Western Regions and were the sum of all tribes, they were the most powerful among the nine-sentence Tatars. Of course, compared with thousands of tribes under the Turkic rule, that is another matter.
The more than 100 cavalry of the Yue tribe came here, and the old prince came together. This was definitely a considerable scale. In common sense, the Turks could never have surpassed the alert of Heng'an Yingyang Mansion to influence the decision of the Yue tribe.
If more than a thousand Yue tribes refuse to participate in this Nine-Class Alliance, it would be impossible to make a move.
As long as more than a thousand Yue tribes remain unchanged, the overall situation of the nine surnames alliance will not change. Lielie's answer is enough to make people feel at ease.
Luo Dun frowned and continued to ask Lielie: "Where is the Duluo Luo tribe? Where is the Mao Nu Junzi tribe? What is the Kaidao tribe? What is the home and the metropolitan tribe?"
What Luo Dun asked was that they were all powerful tribes among the nine Tatars. Lielie was prepared and still looked calm.
"I learned that the Qianyue tribe's letter will be held in the Nine-Classic Alliance tomorrow, so I sent people to contact the rest of the films to inquire. The rest of the films received orders and said that they would go to the meeting on time. There were a few films with a little doubt. Let's go to the Qianyue tribe's tent and read it again. The old king's flag was still there, and the tent was not messy at all. The little prince still had time to go out to hunt, but he didn't see his banner."
Luo Dun asked, Lie Lie was prepared and arranged everything. He heard that Luo Dun frowned and gradually loosened his eyebrows. He looked a little relieved.
Of course, as the patriarch, Lielie is even more aware of the affairs of other tribes. He looks smart and capable, and arranges everything properly.
Logically speaking, if Luo Dun can rest assured, Xu Le should be assured. Just be a good diner.
But Xu Le just felt something was wrong in his heart.
Grandpa once said that everyone's hearts are the most difficult. Everyone has their own plans. In what name can gather the hearts of everyone, this person will have the ability to achieve great things.
By gathering the heart of a village, you can rest in a village. By gathering the heart of a county, you can be a good minister. By gathering the hearts of a hero of a country, you can be more convenient for the world!
But this is an extremely difficult process. I don’t know how many conspiracies, conflicts, or betrayals you have to go through. Whenever you discuss something with everyone and expect everyone to work together, you must be trembling, walking on thin ice, afraid of something happening. (In short, in a word, it’s too dangerous outside. You, Lelangjun, should stay in Shenwu County honestly and listen to your grandfather’s words and be a village yamen......)
The matter of this alliance has long been discussed waiting for the Qiuri Festival before being held. Why did it suddenly move to the front of the Qiuri Festival? Such a big thing suddenly changes, so why should you worry more?
Thinking about the friendship between his old man and Luo Dun, Xu Le took a breath and said softly: "Grandma, should you confirm again? Why should we hold the Nine-Class Alliance tomorrow in advance?"
Lielie glanced at Xu Le: "A thousand and a thousand old kings of Yue said that after the autumn festival, all ethnic groups changed their wealth and food, and maybe they had a different mindset and returned to the tribe to live their own lives. Instead, they forgot the imminent danger. It is before the autumn festival that everyone has no confidence in the future, which is the best time to unite. Moreover, the nine surnames are consistent, and at the autumn festival, it will prevent the Han merchants from suppressing prices between each surname, and giving more money to the tribes and the people can compete for some things to spend the winter. This is also a good thing."
Xu Le smiled and said to Lielie: "Didn't the nine tribes have the support of the Great Sui Dynasty? Do you want to establish yourself between the Turks and the Sui Dynasty? You made a decision so quickly?"
Lie Lie stood up angrily: "What do you mean? Should the nine tribes be bound together with the Great Sui? The Turks want to fight the Great Sui. Our nine surnames are united, and the Turks will only pay attention to us! However, the nine surnames defected to the Great Sui, and I am afraid that the Turks will come to fight us first! You Great Sui, now your family is fighting endlessly, who can count on you then!"
These words were justified and harsh, but Xu Le couldn't speak. If you say anything, it would probably turn into a battle of intent. After all, he was not a member of the Liang Hai tribe. If he said too much and too deep, he would not be beautiful.
Xu Le turned to Luo Dun, who had been touching his beard and pondering, and said, "Grandpa, I am a younger generation in this alliance. Just think I'm talking nonsense... But Grandpa is my grandpa's best friend. Grandpa is safe. I have to take care of it. Tomorrow's alliance, Grandpa will take me with me."
Luo Dun frowned before he spoke, Lie Lie rushed in front again: "What's the reason? The Nine-Classic Alliance, what do you think of our Liang Hai Special tribe if you find out you are here? What do you think of our Liang Hai Special tribe? Without you, the great Han hero who is famous today, over the years, our Liang Hai Special tribe has also protected the patriarch well!"
Clay people also have three parts of earthiness, let alone Xu Leyingrui is even more ordinary?
Luo Dun had any accidents, so he went home and spread his hands at the old man.
Grandpa, you taught me all your skills carefully. If I go out, I can’t even keep your old friends. I’ll stay in Shenwu County in the future……
Xu Le raised his eyebrows and prepared to argue with Li Lie Lie.
Luo Dun said at this time: "Ale, Lie Lie makes sense, just let it go! Go to the Nine Family Alliance as promised tomorrow, Lie Lie will protect me!"
Lielie smiled proudly, Xu Le looked at Luo Dun and asked in a deep voice: "Grandma, can't you trust me?"
Luo Dun said hesitate: "Who can't believe the grandson of Lao Xu, Liang Haite's army?"
Xu Le subconsciously glanced at Lielie, and Lielie couldn't believe me...
Luo Dun continued: "It's just that the nine surnames are mixed tomorrow, which is a major event related to the future alliance between the nine surnames tribes. If outsiders appear, the old man can't tell the difference. You really can't go tomorrow, Ale."
Before Xu Le could speak, Luo Dun comforted him again: "………… Your grandfather has not been in vain for the past few decades. At the meeting tomorrow, you didn't see more than a thousand old kings of Yue tribes here. Your grandfather turned around and left. With Lielie and Buli guards, no one could stop your grandfather. In the past few days, you will be at ease in the Lianghai tribe and see the scenery in the clouds. No matter whether you can get the goods back, your grandfather is always prepared and will not let you not explain in front of Old Xu. If you come to Yinshan again in the future, will your grandfather take you to hunt snow foxes?"
As far as he was concerned, Xu Le could not argue for anything anymore. He could only squeeze out a smile and nodded at Luo Dun to show his order.
Luo Dun is really the same as his grandfather. He really treats himself as a child... Forget it, as long as these two old men are happy.
But if anyone touches Liang Hai Trodun tomorrow, let alone the nine surnames of Tatars, even the Turkic Shibi Khan's tent, I will make a big fuss for you!
My grandfather has been really lonely for more than ten years... Maybe there is only one friend like Grandpa Rodon...
Luo Dun accepted Lielie's opinion and consciously comforted Xu Le, the child. He also made a arrangement for tomorrow's move and felt that everything was fine. He shouted with anger: "Everyone goes back to sleep! What are you doing with the old man?"
Luo Dun gave the order, and Buli, a girl who had no idea what to do in the inner tent, had already flashed out quietly, pressing the two daggers inserted between her waist and big eyes, just looking at Xu Le and Lielie.
Lielie knew that Buli's wolf girl had no reason to say, so he stood up and saluted Luo Dun, and then stepped out. Xu Le couldn't keep being a villain, and Buli's eyes were just circling his throat, which really made people feel a little embarrassed. He just smiled at Luo Dun: "I wish you all the best tomorrow."
Luo Dun nodded, stretched his arms and walked towards the back tent. Xu Le also lifted the curtain.
Before leaving the account, Xu Le looked back and saw Bu Li curled up on a piece of fur outside the inner account, with long hair like clouds, almost covering most of her thin body.
But the big eyes on Buli's little face were still scanning everything around him with bright eyes.
This orphan adopted by Rodun is trying his best to protect his grandfather.
Just like myself...
But what I have to do is not only to protect my grandfather, but also to become an existence that makes him proud!
Chapter completed!