That night, Yanmen Pass.

At this time, the negotiations between the Central Plains and the Turks had not yet begun, but a dispute suddenly broke out within the Grassland Mission.

"Dieluozhi, can you have some Turkic arrogance?"

The little saint's face was angry, and her pretty face was covered with frost, but she didn't seem to be angry, but rather she had a color that hated iron.

Not far from her, a Turkic young man stood timidly. The young man's face was full of cowardice, as if he wanted to speak back but didn't dare.

Seeing his appearance, the little saint became even more angry and said bitterly: "Although your father Jieli Khan cannot be regarded as a hero, he can still be regarded as a man of great arrogance, and as his descendant, you,

You should inherit this kind of spirit, but look at you, you are even more reserved than the Han people in the Central Plains... No, it is embarrassing to use the word Han to describe you. After all, there are also people with great spirit among the Han people. I should use the word Xiao Niang.

Let us describe you, you look like a Han Chinese girl..."

This was really a slap in the face, and the Turkic boy opposite became more and more embarrassed. Unfortunately, although he was very embarrassed, he never dared to retort.

After a long time, the young man timidly spoke and said in a low voice: "You have to give away two thousand cattle. The price is too high. Cattle and sheep are not only the wealth of the Turks, but also their food.

Now that the cold winter has arrived, countless herdsmen on the grasslands will suffer disaster. If we can keep more cattle and sheep, more herdsmen can survive. Therefore, I cannot agree to your request."

The little saint became furious and asked him: "Do you want to redeem your father?"

The young man nodded quickly and said eagerly: "Of course I want to."

"Since you want to, then you agree to my request. Immediately prepare a thousand cattle and two thousand sheep. In addition, prepare ten flowery female slaves and a whole cart of gold, silver and orbs. While the night is already darkening,

Shen, you send someone to secretly send them out. Remember, you must send them. Only by sending these gifts can we Turks make a lot of money."

“Why must it be given?”

"Because the Han negotiator is greedy for money and lustful. As long as we give him enough money and a beautiful woman, he will definitely speak for us and give us the upper hand in the negotiation."

"What if he accepts the property and refuses to do anything?"

"Hmph, don't worry. This priest has already investigated clearly. Although Gu Tianya is greedy for money and lust, he keeps his promise. It is precisely because he is greedy for money and lust but keeps his promise that his disciples are worried that he will be conquered by us... What are you doing?

Didn't Tian notice? His disciples went around begging the Han people to be careful and vigilant about what. The main ones to be vigilant about were us. His disciples were very worried, fearing that we would give gifts to their greedy master."

"But why do I feel that this seems like someone told us on purpose?"

"Hmm, are you questioning this priest's investigation? Then I can tell you that your questioning is completely unnecessary. If it were left to normal, maybe this is really a trick, but this time the negotiation is about to start, the other party has hurriedly leaked the information about their master.

Weaknesses, this is definitely not a strategy, but really anxious. As for the reason, it is actually very simple. The more strategic it is, the more secret it must be. If it is made known to everyone, the strategy will no longer be a strategy. And the other party

Now that everyone knows it, do you think this can still be a strategy?"

"But I still think they may have done it on purpose. The Han people are too cunning. Maybe they guessed that we would guess this way, so they deliberately made it known to everyone to make us think that they were not using a strategy."

"It's ridiculous and ridiculous. You have only met the Han people a few times and yet you dare to use your own little thinking to figure out the Han people. This priest has studied Han military books since he was a child and is extremely proficient in the strategies of the Han people. If I say this is not a strategy, then it is definitely not a strategy."

"...Okay, I listen to you..."

The Turkic boy seemed to be convinced, and finally nodded reluctantly.

But he was obviously still reluctant to part with those gifts, and couldn't help but said in a low voice: "Can you give half of it first, so that the other party will not accept the things and refuse to do the work?"

The little saint was furious, and her pretty face once again showed the color of hatred for iron. She said angrily: "Can you be more generous and stop being so fussy about things? There is an old saying among the Han people that when you give gifts, they must be delivered to the stomach. No.

It is done in one step, but directly fills the other person's appetite to the stomach. If we give gifts in a picky way, it is likely to have the opposite effect... I once studied the greedy people of the Han people, and found that the more greedy they are, the more greedy they are.

The more aggressive a person's mentality is, once the gift we give does not satisfy the other party, the other party is likely to feel that it is a humiliation. If that situation really arises, things will be more difficult to handle."

The Turkic boy looked distressed and said cowardly: "So do we have to give away so many cattle, sheep, gold, silver and jewelry?"

The little saint nodded, and then added: "There are also beautiful women, so don't forget this gift. The more beautiful the woman, the better, and the more beautiful the woman, the more attractive the lecherous guy will be.

Feeling satisfied.”

"Then you are the most beautiful woman. If I give you one, it can equal ten!"

The Turkic boy seemed to be in a daze and almost blurted out something.

The little saint was stunned for a moment, then her face filled with anger, and she yelled: "Dieluozhi, do you have any brains? I am one of the leaders of this Turkic negotiation, what will happen if you ask me to give myself to the other party?"

The honor of the grassland must be ignored when it comes to the glory of the Turks.”

The young man shrank his neck when she yelled at him, but the little guy seemed to be stubborn and muttered: "Obviously you alone can replace all the gifts, wouldn't it be better to give them to that greedy and lustful Han Chinese?"

The little saint's face was as angry as frost, and she stomped away fiercely.

At this time, a Turkic noble sighed and stepped forward to persuade the Turkic young man in a low voice, saying: "Prince, you should listen to the arrangements of the little saint. The little saint is the heir to the ancient temple, and her meaning represents the will of the Wolf God.

, since she decided to send gifts to the Han people, then we will send them as required. There should be no more complications in this negotiation. Our first task is to redeem the Khan..."

The noble paused for a moment, then continued: "As long as the Great Khan can come back, our royal court will still be the number one in the grassland. At that time, as long as the horn is blown again, more and more armies can be gathered. The Han people

The humiliation brought to us this time must be repaid twice as much. When we wave our army to go south again, all the Han people will tremble under the power of the Turkic cavalry. At that time, the glory of the Turks will rise again."

The Turkic boy remained silent for a long time and then asked as if he was questioning: "Can we really regain our glory?"

The Turkic nobles looked confident and said proudly: "Looking at the world today, our grassland is the most powerful. Although the Han people established the Tang Dynasty, their power is weaker than ours. Therefore, our Turkic royal court will always be the most powerful country in the world.

"

The young man was silent again and refused to speak for a long time.

After a long time, he murmured and said: "A decline may lead to another decline. Although I am not as smart as you, nor can I learn the military art of the Han people like you, but I like to watch the grassland on the grassland.

I can also learn something from those things... I once saw a wolf king on the grassland, frightening the entire wolf pack with his strong physique, but suddenly one day, he was challenged by another wolf

.Although the wolf king defeated the challenging wolf, he was unable to bite the wolf to death, so in the later years, the wolf kept challenging the wolf king, and finally one day, finally one day...

"

The Turkic noble was stunned for a moment, and then said with disdain: "We are just wolves. After all, they are different from humans. The alternation of wolf kings among wolves is caused by old age and physical weakness. But we are humans, how can human things be done?

We can be like wolves. We have millions of people on the prairie, and every one of them is a born warrior. We will not weaken like the wolf king. This new wolf of the Tang Dynasty will never challenge us."

"Maybe!"

The Turkic boy nodded.

He was born with a cowardly character and was innocent and honest. Unless he was the only son of Jieli Khan, he would probably not be able to live on the grassland. Those extremely vicious Turkic nobles alone could secretly kill him ten or a hundred times.

This kid is not suitable to be a Turk.

But when the Turkic nobleman saw that he finally agreed, an expression of relief suddenly appeared on his face. The man reached out and patted the young man's shoulder gently, and said warmly: "Your father Khan and I cannot keep you for a few years. You must grow up as soon as possible. From now on,

You must remember that Turks must be bold. Didn’t the little saint ask you to send a thousand cattle and sheep? You just doubled it and sent two thousand. This is not in exchange for the help of the Han envoy, but to win

The appreciation and satisfaction of the little saint, she is the next generation of high priest, and with her support you can secure your position as khan. Do you understand?"

The young man nodded repeatedly and bowed respectfully to the nobleman.

The Turkic noble was very pleased and turned around and left the young man's room.

The young man watched him leave and didn't speak for a long time. It wasn't until he felt that the nobleman was far away that the young man sighed sadly and murmured: "I don't want to be a khan because I'm afraid of seeing blood. I just want to be on the grassland.

I want to herd happily and talk to the cattle and sheep every day. I want to herd countless cattle and sheep, and my herdsmen can have enough to eat every day. I really don’t want to rob others, I just want to rely on

My own ability allows my people to have enough to eat. I, I, I am not a qualified Turk...Uncle Abohan, I will eventually let you and Father Khan down..."

Unfortunately, the night was dark and everything was silent. No one could hear his sorrow, and no one could understand the heart of a Turkic boy.

He has been pure and kind since he was a child and has never wanted to bully others. Not only is he kind to the Turkic herdsmen, but he also sympathizes with the efforts of the Han people.

He believes that people should not bully each other, because that is a bad thing that wild animals do.

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