The Best Fake Eunuch

All the soldiers from other tribes had withdrawn, and only thousands of Mojie's guards were left in Wanyan Pingqiu's camp. They were also dismantling tents, packing their bags, and preparing to leave.

Wanyan Pingqiu's so-called banquet was also quite simple. There were only some dried meat and a large pot of milk tea. The two sat opposite each other.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

"Come on Brother Xiao, soak a few pieces of dried meat in the milk tea, it will taste good." Wanyan Pingqiu personally grabbed two pieces of dried beef and threw it into Xiao Chen's bowl, then picked up the milk teapot and filled it up for him.

"Not to mention the taste of this milk tea is really good. When I drank it for the first time, I was still not used to it, but later I became addicted to it. In fact, it is best to soak some cold meat in the tea. The dried meat is too hard. Already, it can't take a bite even after drinking the milk tea, this dried meat is the best to eat next." Xiao Chen said casually.

"Brother Xiao, why did you live on the grassland before?" Wanyan Pingqiu was curious.

"Well, but that was a long, long time later... It happened before!" Xiao Chen accidentally said that he slipped away, drinking milk tea was a thing before time travel.

It is also in the grassland, also in the yurt, and it is also under such a sunny winter sun.

But things are different.

"Brother Xiao should also know the hardships of our life in northern Xinjiang. Don't forget the Sichuan brick tea you promised me. I hope that in the future, the Mojie tribe will have milk tea every morning. After drinking milk tea, they will not Sick." Wanyan Pingqiu said.

There is a lot of milk on the grassland, but milk is high in fat, and if you drink too much, you will get tired. Moreover, because the vegetables and fruits in northern Xinjiang are extremely scarce, they need to use tea to supplement the vitamins necessary for the body.

However, due to the blockade policy implemented by Dazhou, there was no way to transport tea that was only produced in the south, not to mention tea, and even iron pots for making milk tea were extremely scarce, because ironware was also an embargoed item in Dazhou.

How many shepherds' iron pots are repaired for three years, repaired for three years, and repaired for another three years!

In fact, the main purpose of many nomadic tribes going south to plunder is to obtain these necessities of life. Whoever tells you not to sell them to us, you can only rob them!

When Li Chang Lihou was fighting in northern Xinjiang, he also noticed this problem. After returning, he suggested to the Emperor Han to open a trade market on the border. As long as the living needs of the northern Xinjiang tribes were met, they would not provoke The war is over.

It's a pity that before the Han court studied the matter, Li Wanjiang rebelled, and the matter was permanently shelved.

"I will do what I promised. It's just that it's a long way from Central Sichuan, so in terms of the price..." Xiao Chen's brother clearly settled the score.

"It's not a problem, Brother Xiao, I want to ask you to do me two favors." Wanyan Pingqiu restrained her smile and started talking about business.

"As long as I can do it, I will try my best to do it!" Xiao Chen's words sound impassioned, but in fact they are all erections, leaving a lot of leeway.

First, it must be something I can do, if you can’t do it brother, you can’t blame me, right?

Second, I'm trying my best to do it, if I can't do it, brother, you won't blame me, right?

"My brother Wanyan Pingzuo's head is still in Li Tanhua's hands, I hope I can bring it back this time." Wanyan Pingqiu said.

"Actually, if you don't tell Brother Yan about this, I want to tell you too. Don't listen to their rumors, saying that Li Tanhua turned Brother Ling's head into a night... Then what, I asked Li Tanhua , Nothing! In fact, Li Tanhua admired Brother Ling's bravery, so he inlaid his head with gold and silver, and added a wooden body to make it into an arhat."

Xiao Chen mentioned Wanyan Pingqiu's brother Ling, and raised his hand high to express his deep respect for the dead hero.

"Oh? Seriously?" Wanyan Pingqiu was surprised.

"How could I lie to you about this kind of thing? In fact, Li Tanhua has ordered people to go back to Niutou Temple to invite Brother Ling's golden body, and it is now in my camp. There are too many things these days, so I will I didn't bother to tell you." Xiao Chen's words were half-truth, and Wanyan Pingqiu could only take it as the truth.

Thanks also.

"How about this, I'll send someone to invite Brother Ling's dharma body right away!" Xiao Chen called Tie Kunlun outside the tent, and ordered him to hurry back to handle this matter. Remember, you must use a large cart to load it, and you can't go too fast on the road. , If you break the Dharma body and destroy the Dharma image, I can't spare you!

Tie Kunlun led the way.

I've already done this for you, Brother Wanyan, but I don't know what the other thing is?

Wanyan Pingqiu even hesitated, hesitating for a long time without saying anything.

Xiao Chen was suddenly puzzled, what is this kid I rely on doing?

Seeing how difficult he is to speak, it must be extremely difficult!

If it's really difficult, I won't do it for you, anyway, I've already done you a big favor, and I'm worthy of you.

"During the Han dynasty, the emperor conferred four kings in the northern border, but there are dozens of tribes in our northern border, and he only conferred four. Isn't this obviously provoking trouble and letting us kill each other? Back then This is the reason why the big guys raised their troops to the south!" Wanyan Pingqiu stabbed the former court with a pole, which is really inexplicable.

"This also shows one thing. The big guy still cares about the Chinese emperor's royal seal, hehe, of course it's not just a name, there are many benefits in it..." Wanyan Pingqiu said. Laughed.

Of course there are benefits, for example, Wanyan Pingqiu's father Wanyan Hong, the prince of the Mojie Kingdom, was named the Mojie King by Li Wanjiang.

Of course, this king is just a symbolic title, just like the king of Burma. In theory, he listens to the tune but not to the announcement, but in fact he neither listens to the tune nor the announcement, and will attack Da Zhou at any time...

In the name of King Mojie, Wanyan Hong proclaimed himself a minister to the Great Zhou, and every year he would send people to Fengyang City to make offerings. The last time Wanyan Pingqiu went to Fengyang for the Lantern Festival, that was the place to make offerings.

But the so-called offering is actually just a form, and the things they brought are nothing worth mentioning, but Li Wanjiang's rebates to them are extremely generous!

For example, Wanyan Pingqiu only brought ten carts of furs and some not-so-valuable medicinal materials, but in exchange for twenty carts of silks and satins, gold and silver treasures!

The income is more than ten times.

But even so, Capricorn is still eyeing Da Zhou covetously, as long as there is a chance, he will run down to take a bite at any time.

Just like what Li Wanjiang said, they are all a bunch of white-eyed wolves who can't get enough to eat!

Wanyan Pingqiu suddenly mentioned this matter, but what does it mean?

Don't you want, little prince...

Xiao Chen seemed to have heard some clues.

"Great Zhou has a crown prince, shouldn't our Capricorns also have a crown prince?" Wanyan Pingqiu finally expressed her purpose.

It turned out that he wanted Li Wanjiang to issue an imperial decree to make him the crown prince of Mojie.

This is another favor he asked Xiao Chen to help.

"Brother Wanyan, I really look down on you! If you want to be a king, what are you doing as a crown prince?" Xiao Chen was really impassioned this time.