Three Kingdoms

The eyes of everyone in the tent were all focused on Yan Rou.

Xianbei people still learned many things from the Han people in the south, but they are not exactly the same. Maybe they didn't learn enough, or they felt that it was not very good to be completely similar. Anyway, they added some of their own habits, and they became official. It means that these are their original customs.

Just like discussing business, King Xianbei did not build a throne or anything above him. He still sat on the same level as everyone else. At most, he just had an extra layer of tiger skin mats under his buttocks, and then sat the tribesmen on both sides. Naturally, there is no special distinction between the nobles and the nobles. There is only a difference in distance from King Bu Dugen of Xianbei.

On the outer circle are some middle-level generals brought by the leaders of these tribes, or those with some official positions, such as Yan Rou. Because of Yan Rou's bravery in previous battles and her outstanding performance in protecting Fulohan during his retreat, Yan Rou was named Bizuo General. She was naturally qualified and was taken to the big tent by Fulohan to observe.

"Your Majesty! There is discord among our tribes, and there is also discord between the Han people's General Zhengxi and the Great General... This time General Zhengxi marched, mostly because the Han general invaded the territory of General Zhengxi ...They are not coming for us..." Yan Rou did not show any sign of shrinking under the gaze of everyone, and said loudly, "And even if they are coming for us, don't worry too much, after all, the expedition to the west is We have come from a long distance. Although there are many people, it is still difficult to transport food and grass. Secondly, it is also difficult to communicate orders to subordinates. It is impossible to fight for a long time... If we gather our troops to the north, there will be no more than two people. In three months, the army of conquering the west will inevitably retreat, so we are already in an invincible position, why should we be afraid of conquering the west... But what I am thinking is, can we take advantage of this action of conquering the west? What can we do that we couldn’t do before?”

"Well..." Bu Dugen nodded, obviously feeling that something was wrong in his heart. He glanced sideways at Fulohan, smacked his lips and said, "Well, continue, keep talking..."

"Your Majesty! We now feel that General Zhengxi's troops are too strong. In fact..." Yan Rou looked around for a week, paused, and then continued, "Actually, it's not that Zhengxi is too strong, but that we are too weak... …”

"Asshole!"

"Be bold!"

"You bastard, you're tired of living!"

For a moment, Yan Rou's words were like throwing a huge stone into the pool, causing huge waves to rise up.

Yan Rou was unafraid, just like the rocks on the shore were still standing upright under the overwhelming spray.

"General Yan Zuopi, you should be more careful when speaking..." The tribal leader sitting on the left, Wu Luhuitong, was not very loud among the angry shouts, but he answered quite calmly, "Let's speak clearly. Better, half of it, you are deliberately testing our courage..."

Bu Dugen's expression softened slightly. He stretched out his hand to signal for everyone to quiet down. He stared at Yan Rou and said, "Finish your words!"

Yan Rou stroked her chest as a gesture of courtesy and said, "I'm not offending the king and all the nobles. I just suddenly thought that if we had not only our men and horses, but also Kebineng's subordinates, they would all obey the king's command." Give orders, cooperate with each other, and be as close as brothers. Do you need to worry about General Zhengxi's subordinates? Absolutely not! If it is true that all of us in Shiwei are gathered under the king's banner, then it is for others to worry and worry. !”

Bu Dugen took a long breath, and then slowly exhaled it.

"If we can all gather under the king's banner, not to mention the grassland here, even if it is the grassland in the world, it will not be ours?" Yan Rou said loudly, "So, now it is not the enemies outside that are scary, but our internal enemies. The enemy makes people feel even more regretful and angry!"

The people in the big tent who were all clamoring looked at Yan Rou and then at Bu Dugen, their eyes moving back and forth, and they closed their mouths one after another, closing them tightly for fear of accidentally making a mistake. Make some noise to attract others' attention.

Another Xianbei king, Ke Bineng!

This is a quite taboo topic in front of Bu Dugen, and this guy really dares to talk about it!

Bu Dugen reached out and waved to the guard on the side, pointed to the position beside him, exhaled and said, "Give General Yan Zuo an extra seat and let him sit in front!"

The guard standing at the corner of the big tent quickly took another Hu stool and placed it in the middle of the outer seats for Yan Rou.

Sitting from the outside to the inner circle, this is the treatment Bu Dugen gives Yan Rou to a leader...

"General Yan Zuo, if you have any other ideas, speak them out boldly!" Bu Dugen encouraged Yan Judao, and then looked around, "The same goes for you. If you have any good ideas, speak them out. Don't be afraid that you won't have a place. You have to worry about sitting in the seat and running out of ideas!”

"The King's grace will never be forgotten by me!" Yan Rou first expressed her gratitude to Bu Dugen, and then continued, "What Ke Bineng relied on was just a group of tribesmen under him... However, It seems a little difficult to deal with Kebineng directly, but if we start from the peripheral members of Kebineng, it is like cutting down a big tree. It is still very laborious, but if we cut down a few branches, it will be easy. It’s not that difficult... and after gathering these tribesmen, let them know that we are more powerful than Kebineng, and let them know that continuing to follow Kebineng will sooner or later lead to death... these tribesmen will become ours. People, in this way, Kobe will become weaker and weaker, and we will become stronger and stronger, in this way..."

Bu Dugen nodded slightly, signaling Yan Rou to continue.

"The arrival of the Zhengxi troops this time is a crisis for us, but from another perspective, it is not an opportunity?" Yan Rou said, "If we can contact General Zhengxi, we can use General Zhengxi To put pressure on Kebi Neng, we can even ask Kebi Neng to cede some tribes to us. Even if Kebi Neng refuses and withdraws from the Daijun area, we can take the opportunity to seize their pastures and expand our strength..."

Fu Luohan sneered and said: "What good idea did I have at that time, and this is the result! Hahaha, how can Kebi be so stupid and frightened so easily if he can stump him? Could it be that he doesn't understand this and would agree to us so easily? ?”

Everyone on the side also laughed after hearing Fu Luohan's words. For a time, the royal tent was filled with lively atmosphere. Compared with the previous dullness, it was like a different place.

Bu Dugen obviously also considered this, frowning and saying nothing.

The leader who just spoke among the crowd was silently stroking his beard without Lu Huitong, and did not join the ranks of those who laughed at Yan Rou. He suddenly interjected and said: "But General Yan Zuo said. ... this is not against Ke Bineng, but against Ke Bineng's subordinates... Are the subordinates who stumped Ke Bineng equally difficult to deal with?"

"Huh?" Bu Dugen rolled his eyes, suddenly woke up, patted his thigh and said, "Not bad, not bad! Ke Bi can be difficult to deal with, but his subordinates are easily shaken! Hahaha..."

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After leaving the tent, Fu Luohan's expression was still not very good. After giving Yan Rou a cold glance, he raised his head and walked straight away without any intention of calling Yan Rou to accompany him. He left Yan Rou standing alone. Beside the big tent.

The commanders and leaders who came out one after another did not pay attention to Yan Rou, either with ridicule, sarcasm, or simply indifference, and gradually dispersed.

Wulu Huitong slowly walked out of the tent, as if his legs and feet were inconvenient, so he walked slowly.

When passing by Yan Rou, Wu Luhuitong looked straight ahead, but moved the corners of his mouth and said in a very low voice: "What a tactic to kill someone with a borrowed knife..."

The muscles next to Yan Rou's cheeks twitched, and she pretended to be nonchalant. Just as she was waiting for a reply, she saw that Lu Huitong was already walking forward unsteadily. After taking a few steps, she turned back and gave him a wink.

Yan Rou understood immediately and quickly followed Wu Lu Huitong unhurriedly and walked out of the guarding range of the Xianbei King's tent. The Xianbei royal tent is not fixed in a certain town like the Han people. Instead, according to the changes in local seasons, the most lush area in the pasture is selected as the royal court's garrison, every year, even every season. The specific location of the royal tent may be changed.

Therefore, the Xianbei people did not set up any city walls or village walls at all. They were just fences around livestock of all sizes. The scattered tents were scattered in accordance with their status. Some of the small ones outside the royal tent were the heads of various tribes. People's tents are distributed around them according to their relationship and intimacy. The outermost ones are the tents of some troops directly under the king's account and the tribesmen, as well as places for livestock and war horses...

Yan Rou followed Wulu Huitong and gradually moved to the outermost area. Although this was a tribe directly affiliated with Wang Ting, because most of the Xianbei people still retained some residual habits of the slave society, these Xianbei people actually, to put it bluntly, belonged to Bu Dugen's slaves, and because of the inferior production tools, their daily labor was very heavy. No one had the extra time to observe and pay attention to what Lu Huitong and Yan Rou wanted to say. .

After walking for a while, the crowd gradually became sparse. Wu Lu Huitong waved his hand, pointed to the meadow beside him, and said, "General Yan, do you have time to sit down with me and chat?"

Yan Rou's eyes flashed, and she cupped her hands and said, "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."

As the two people asked and answered, they had some reflections in their hearts, and they couldn't help but laugh.

Wulu Huitong smiled slightly, nodded, stroked the leather robe on his body, and sat on the ground. There was a strange feeling in his behavior, as if this meadow was not where the Xianbei royal court was, but where the Han family was. A courtyard in general.

Yan Rou also sat down and couldn't help but ask: "I don't know, noble sir, my ancestors..."

"First of all, strictly speaking, the original Fufeng family..." Wu Luhuitong took a long breath, and then slowly spit it out, as if this way he could reveal the secrets that had been hidden in his heart for many years bit by bit. , "A certain surname is not the Wu Luhui family, but... the Dou family..."

"Mr. Dou!" Yan Rou couldn't help but widen her eyes and said in surprise, "Could it be... Could it be that your father is Dou Waihuang who has the same name as Manan County?"

No Lu Hui Tong, no, Dou Tong sighed lowly and nodded, "I... I am ashamed of my ancestors..."

In the Han Dynasty, the Dou family name was a well-known surname.

In its heyday, this surname could even determine the life and death of the emperor. Stamping his feet, the entire Han Dynasty would tremble. Even the arrogant Xiongnu finally fell apart and declined because of the Dou family's Dou Xian, not to mention the Dou family. There have been so many nobles, concubines, and queen mothers among them. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the first relatives of the Han Dynasty.

This fine tradition continued until the period of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty.

At that time, Dou Zhang, who was as famous as Ma Rong and Cui Yuan, was favored by Emperor Shun of the Han Dynasty. Because Dou Zhang was a humble corporal and gained a great reputation, he was promoted to Dahonglu. What's more, his daughter was virtuous, virtuous, literary, and talented. Because of his good looks, he was chosen to be a nobleman in Ye Ting, and he was favored...

Under such conditions, Dou Zhang had the opportunity to become a new generation of relatives. Unfortunately, Dou Zhang's daughter did not have the potential of the Queen Mother Dou, or the luck of the Queen Mother Dou. Therefore, in the end, the Liang family stood out and was called the Queen Mother. Queen Mother Liang.

The failure of the struggle in the inner palace affected Dou Zhang in the outer court. Soon after, Dou Zhang asked for his dismissal and died in depression soon after.

However, the Dou family did not give up. Soon there was another Dou family, Dou Wu. In the eighth year of Yanxi's reign, his eldest daughter Dou Miao was elected to the palace as a noble. In the winter of the same year, Emperor Huan made Dou Miao his queen. Dou Wu was promoted to Yueqi Xiaowei, and was granted the title of Marquis of Huaili, with a settlement of 5,000 households. Two years later, Emperor Heng of the Han Dynasty died. Because Emperor Huan of the Han Dynasty had no children, Dou Wu and Dou Miao planned on the advice of the imperial censor Liu, and made the twelve-year-old Jieduting Marquis Liu Hong the emperor, the Ling Emperor of the Han Dynasty.

At this point, the Dou family returned to the status of the first relative of the Han Dynasty. Dou Wu was appointed as the general and Dou Miao was the queen mother, with overwhelming power in the world. Dou Tong was therefore activated and made the prefect of Yanmen County.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Maybe Dou Wu was not that good after all, maybe it was Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty who was adding fuel to the flames, or maybe the eunuchs were too powerful. Anyway, in the end, the Dou family was defeated in the process of fighting against the eunuchs in the inner court, and Dou Wu was executed. As a result, the clan was implicated, and Dou Tong had to abandon his official position and flee, so he led his family to flee north, merged with the grassland tribe, and became the leader of the Moluhui tribe. He changed his surname to the Moluhui clan because he "had no way to return" to the Han Dynasty. also.

In a flash, thirty years have passed.

Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, who secretly led all this in the past, also returned to the earth, and Dou Tong, who was once a young man, has become an old man of Xianbei.

It's just that the mark of the big man that remains in his bones still lingers in Dou Tong's heart. The more he feels that his time is running out, the stronger the thought of returning to his roots. Therefore, after hearing Yan Rou's suggestion, he was the first to react. Yes, it is Dou Tong.

"General Yan..." Dou Tong said slowly, "Your borrowing a knife is a good idea, but you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me..."

Yan Rou thought that since Dou Tong didn't tell the truth on the spot, and seemed to help intentionally or unintentionally when he was at the scene, although she was a little surprised, she didn't have much fear, so she said, "May I ask Mr. Dou what you want?"

"Mr. Dou..." Dou Tong couldn't help but murmured again and said, "Someone who wants something is just two words... I have eaten fishy odor for more than thirty years, and now my body is full of stench. How can I bear with my descendants?" The same is true..."

Only then did Yan Rou put her mind at ease and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Dou, I'm telling you the truth, this plan was not the idea of ​​a certain person, but was taught by General Zhengxi and the Governor of Youzhou... The land of Fufeng is now also owned by Zhengxi. ...Therefore, if Mr. Dou is willing to lend a helping hand, he should report it to General Zhengxi and Mr. Liu... If the great event is accomplished, then Mr. Dou will naturally have outstanding achievements and he will be able to return to his homeland with honor..."

Dou Tong stroked his beard, pondered for a long time, and stretched out a slightly skinny palm towards Yan Rou. Yan Rou understood and slapped Dou Tong's palm together. smile...