Chapter 68 Your Highness, Please Give Me a Child
Chapter 68 Your Highness, Please Give Me a Child
Three rounds of drinks?
Lu Yunyi, who was sitting below, keenly caught this sentence and kept it in mind.
After the Mongols entered the Central Plains, the influence of Sinology on the grassland people has never disappeared until today.
Judging from the actions of Wusar Khan of the Northern Yuan Dynasty,
Sinology has become increasingly prosperous in the grassland and has gained popularity among the people.
This is undoubtedly a rare piece of good news for Lu Yunyi.
Sometimes we feel anxious on the battlefield because we don't know the enemy well enough.
Now that we have a thorough understanding of the enemy's situation and even their internal strength secrets, we can naturally formulate effective countermeasures.
He was able to intercept the Tatar cavalry in Feiquan Valley thanks to this method.
Following Usar Khan's order,
The atmosphere in the entire royal tent suddenly became lively, and the originally serious atmosphere dissipated.
The officials of the Northern Yuan Dynasty drank with their friends.
Usar Khan and the princess were not angry at this scene.
Instead, he was extremely happy and had a smile on his face all the time.
What was even more eye-catching was that Lu Yunyi witnessed two prairie men playing finger-guessing in a corner.
The voice was muffled at first, but as time went on, it grew louder and louder, attracting everyone's attention.
When one of the big men lost, the whole tent erupted in boos.
When he finished a large glass of wine, everyone continued to laugh.
This scene made Lu Yunyi fall into deep thought. This kind of scene was hard to see even in the Ming army camp.
But now I have seen it with my own eyes in the Northern Yuan Dynasty court, and I feel the absurdity of the Han orthodoxy on the grassland.
Perhaps because he had been holding the wine glass without drinking or talking, the landowner came closer and explained:
"They are playing finger-guessing. Can you play?"
Lu Yunyi shook his head, his face full of confusion: "I can't."
"I can't do it either, but they like it very much. This is the way Ming people play."
Dibaonu had a smile on his face, obviously enjoying this atmosphere.
He moved closer and brought the cup closer.
Lu Yunyi clinked his glass with his out of courtesy, and the two looked at each other and drank it all in one gulp.
The landowner looked happy: "I won't drink so happily any more soon.
We have been living in fear these days, but fortunately you brought good news, which made the Khan happy and allowed us to drink so happily. "
Lu Yunyi's eyes flickered, and confusion appeared on his face:
"Nervous? Why?"
The land security slave was startled and shook his head helplessly: "Don't ask, drink, drink."
The two drank several cups in succession, probably because they drank too fast.
A hint of drunkenness appeared in the eyes of the land security slave. He grinned and pointed at Lu Yunyi:
"Arsleng, you are strong. When I was as young as you, I was invincible among my peers."
"The Second Prince is still like this now."
Lu Yunyi looked at the wine glass. The wine was not very tasty, but fortunately it was low in alcohol content.
A trace of desolation flashed across Dibaonu's face, and he shook his head in realization, sighing:
"This wine is not as good as it was, and I am not as strong as I was.
Even this huge royal court is no longer as great as it was in the past."
The drunkenness in the eyes of the landkeeper became more and more obvious.
He raised his cup again and clinked it with Lu Yunyi's, then gulped down another cup.
Lu Yunyi blinked and drank it as well, then said:
"Your Highness, you are in the prime of your life, and the royal court is already extremely powerful compared to the Naiman. Why are you so depressed?"
Dibaonu smiled lightly and shook his head:
"You can hardly imagine the former glory of the Naiman tribe, the grand occasion of people from all over the world coming to pay tribute to them.
Just as I was not able to witness Genghis Khan's majestic figure wielding the whip to rule the world
But I can see that in just twenty years, the royal court moved from south to north, and then from west to east.
The tribe is getting smaller and smaller, the young and strong are becoming fewer and fewer, and even the wine is becoming more and more turbid.
But what makes me even more sad is that the wine is getting muddier and muddier, but the people are drinking more and more delicious.
Look at them, then look at me.
This turbid wine is like a fine nectar.
But I have drunk the real wine of the Ming Dynasty, which is full of fragrance and has a clear body.
Just like the water of the Onon River, it can cast the image of you and me on it, just look at this."
The earthkeeper looked down, and Lu Yunyi also looked down.
The pale yellow wine is like muddy river water mixed with mud and sand, with only tiny gravel floating in it.
"Hahaha, let's drink." The land security guard suddenly burst into laughter.
Without waiting for Lu Yunyi's response, he drank the wine in the glass heroically.
His expression was distorted, as if the wine was full of bitterness.
Lu Yunyi was not polite either, and did the same, even drinking faster than him.
Dibaonu put down the cup and chuckled:
"Have you ever tasted the fine wine of Daming?"
Lu Yunyi showed a hint of curiosity in his eyes and shook his head slowly:
"Your Highness, I never drank alcohol when I was in the tribe."
"Is it because there is not enough food?" Di Baonu's smile gradually disappeared, and an unspeakable sadness revealed in his eyes.
Lu Yunyi hesitated for a moment and nodded gently:
"Almost all the soldiers have never drunk alcohol, and our children need food."
Lu Yunyi also showed bitterness on his face, and then he smiled:
“However, now that I have led more than a thousand strong men out, the remaining food is sufficient.
Your Highness may not know that many of my warriors never tasted wine until they died.
Now they can finally drink in peace and taste the flavor of wine, hahahaha."
Lu Yunyi laughed happily, but Di Baonu just stared at him blankly with his eyes narrowed.
He felt the same way and knew the sadness in her heart.
The conversation between the two was frank and sincere, without any concealment.
All of this was heard by Usar Khan and the Princess of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.
They exchanged glances silently and sighed involuntarily.
Wusar Khan gently stroked the hand of the Princess of Beiyuan and said softly:
"The landkeeper is concerned about the royal court. The wine is getting muddier, but the more you drink it, the more fragrant it becomes.
This is a good saying. It is worth it for me to add so much water.
Look at them, their fighting spirit is declining, they are drinking so much that they are already drunk."
Princess Beiyuan held Wusar Khan's hands with both hands and said softly:
"Khan, wine doesn't make people drunk, people make themselves drunk."
Usar Khan sneered: "Their morale is low and their fighting spirit is weak. Let's see what happens.
Facing the Ming army, do they still have the courage to fight to the death?
When they learned that the Tatars had sent out troops, they were overjoyed. How could such behavior be expected of the warriors of our royal court?"
The Princess of the Northern Yuan Dynasty smiled, but her eyes were full of tenderness. She gently stroked Usar Khan's hand:
"Khan, let Arisleng stay and inspire our warriors with his bravery.
Adults have fixed ideas, but teenagers are still open to change. It is better to start with them.
Outside the camp, there are many children who hope to serve the royal court."
Usar Khan nodded slightly:
"You are right. The Zuo Zhuan, the 26th year of Duke Xi, recorded the event of 'asking for troops from Chu'.
Although the Naiman tribe is weaker than the royal court, its fighting spirit is stronger than that of the royal court.
Judging from the military reports, the people led by Arisleng were all experienced warriors.
Keep silent when treating wounds, be alert at all times,
Although those eyes were cold, I liked them very much when I saw them.
I hope they can stay here and pass on this will to their people."
Princess Beiyuan's face softened and she nodded gently:
"The Tatars have agreed to send troops, so we still have some time."
"The Analects of Confucius: Duke Ling of Wei says: A gentleman seeks within himself, while a villain seeks from others.
The Tatar tribe is only a temporary measure. In the final analysis, we still need to be strong ourselves.
The royal court is the orthodox of the grassland, but it wants to be with foreigners, which brings shame to me as a Khan."
Princess Beiyuan smiled gently, with fluorescent light flashing in her eyes:
"Khan, you have done a great job.
He is a hero in my heart and in the hearts of my people.
You led your people from the west to the east, to the territory of King Hechiwen, and took over the orthodoxy.
I heard that many grassland tribes wish to surrender and return to the grassland's heyday.
Khan, I and my people believe you can do it."
Usar Khan felt his blood rushing up and his breathing becoming rapid.
With a look of determination in his eyes, he nodded solemnly.
"I will."
"Before that, we need to find the Tatar cavalry and confirm the identity of Arsleng.
Then I can hand the children over to him, to the landowner."
The Princess of Beiyuan smiled lightly: "As I should, this is called... one must always be on guard against others." "Hahaha, the princess is getting smarter and smarter." Usar Khan laughed.
The cocktail party lasted from the afternoon until late at night. Lu Yunyi saw what it meant to be a riot of demons.
After Usar Khan and the princess left,
The court officials of the Northern Yuan Dynasty seemed to have removed the shackles in their hearts and began to become unscrupulous.
The king's tent was filled with the laughter of men and women.
Lu Yunyi hugged Dibaonu's thighs tightly and drank with him from beginning to end.
It must be said that the two princes, Tianbaonu and Dibaonu, still have some integrity.
Even though my eyes are filled with desire,
But he didn't join in, just drank one glass after another.
Finally, it was the hour of Hai.
The crowd in the king's tent gradually dispersed.
The ministers left one by one, hugging someone's woman.
After Tianbaonu left, Dibaonu also stood up and left.
Before leaving, he also agreed to compete with Lu Yunyi tomorrow, and shouted that he would let the people of the royal court see the bravery of the Naiman tribe.
After he left, Lu Yunyi saw Ortai who had been waiting at the door.
Seeing his reserved and stupid look,
Lu Yunyi could not be associated with the chaos in the king's tent at all.
Just like the inside and outside of this camp, they are two completely different worlds.
Seeing him staggering out, Ortai hurried forward to support him:
"Your Highness Arsleng, please be careful."
Lu Yunyi waved his hand and smiled gently:
"Thank you for your help, Ertai. The people in the royal court are really enthusiastic, especially the Second Prince, who is very generous."
Ortai looked a little reserved and smiled softly:
"The royal court has banned alcohol for a long time, and the adults have long been unable to resist the addiction to alcohol.
Today's indulgence is also human nature."
Although the wine was not pure, Lu Yunyi drank a lot.
Now that the cold wind was blowing, his mind suddenly became a little unclear, and a raging fire of gossip ignited in his eyes. He asked in a low voice:
"Are they like this on weekdays?"
Ortai looked puzzled, "What?"
"That's it." Lu Yunyi didn't know how to express it for a moment.
So he dragged him to the door of the king's tent.
Through the tall curtain, you can see the men and women stacked up inside.
"so."
Ortai's face turned red, his eyes showed a hint of evasion, and he said hesitantly:
"I don't know either. But the adults must have their reasons for doing this. There are not enough young and strong people in the tribe, so they need to have more children."
Lu Yunyi scratched his head, and without further ado, he placed his hand on Ertai's shoulder and spoke softly:
"My friend, please take me back to my tent.
I am also a little drunk. The Second Prince wants me to practice martial arts tomorrow, so I need to go back and rest early."
Ertai smiled and helped him leave. The people around him became fewer and fewer, and the firelight became dimmer and dimmer.
Ortai then asked in a low voice: "Your Highness Arsleng, do you have any children?"
Lu Yunyi was stunned for a moment, and slowly shook his head: "I don't have a wife yet, how can I have a child?"
Ortai blinked, somewhat puzzled:
"You can have children without a wife. I have two children."
"You are so young and you have two children? No wonder you are so weak when lifting the knife." Lu Yunyi said with a smile.
"What does this have to do with having children?" Ortai's eyes were full of confusion.
"You don't understand, right? In the past, in the Naiman tribe,
Boys who are physically strong from childhood cannot have contact with women before they are 18 years old. They need to build up their strength.
Only after the age of eighteen can one marry and have children, so as to maintain one's combat effectiveness.
Being addicted to women too early will make one's legs weak and powerless."
Lu Yunyi laughed as he spoke, with a hint of teasing in his tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yunyi lightly swept Ortai's calf.
Ortai's body swayed and he almost fell to his knees. Fortunately, Lu Yunyi was quick-witted and held him steady.
"Did you see clearly? If your lower body is not stable, once you fall on the battlefield, you will be dead soon."
Ortai was stunned with shock. He looked at Lu Yunyi with a face full of pity.
"Your Highness Arsleng, I apologize to you for my rudeness."
"how?"
Ortai returned to his usual reserved state and scratched his head:
"I want His Highness Arsleng to give birth to a child for me?"
Lu Yunyi: ???
"what?"
"Saren and Surina want to give birth to children for Your Highness, and my woman can do the same.
As long as he is born in my tent,
Then he is my son, and when he grows up, he will definitely be the strongest warrior in the royal court."
Ortai's eyes were firm and filled with desire for the future.
I don't know why, but seeing his determined look,
Lu Yunyi was suddenly speechless and shocked.
Don’t understand, but show respect.
The two of them walked back to the camp in a casual manner.
I saw Saren and Surina waiting at the door of the tent.
It was still winter, and the two of them were wrapped in thick cotton clothes, their noses were red from the cold.
Seeing the two people coming, his eyes suddenly lit up.
She quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and called him "Your Highness" sweetly.
Ertai smiled lightly, handed Lu Yunyi to the two of them, and then said:
"Your Highness, it seems that you cannot taste the bean noodles made by your mother today."
"I'm deeply sorry. I'll wait until tomorrow. I'll definitely do it tomorrow."
Lu Yunyi waved at him, indicating that he could leave.
Ortai bowed, smiled and turned to leave.
Su Rina whispered at this time: "Your Highness, your subordinates have been waiting for you in the tent for a long time."
Saren also nodded, with a hint of fear in his eyes:
"He's so strong, it looks like he's going to kill us."
Lu Yunyi understood and knew who it was, and nodded repeatedly:
"His name is Cyber Black Hawk. He is the son of our Naiman tribe's chief minister. He is famous for his bravery in battle and is a warrior of our Naiman tribe."
The two of them nodded like little chickens pecking at rice, and tightened their arms around each other.
It is true that girls on the grassland like warriors, but they like handsome warriors even more.
Not long after, Lu Yunyi saw Liu Heiying who had been waiting for a long time in the tent.
He was pacing in the military tent with a serious look on his face.
Noticing the noise in the tent, he glanced over with sharp eyes.
Seeing that it was Lu Yunyi, he couldn't help but let out a long breath, stepped forward, and said in a low voice:
"Your Highness."
Lu Yunyi nodded, patted Su Rina and Saren's hands gently, and said softly:
"You guys go aside first, I want to talk to Black Hawk about something."
A trace of unhappiness appeared on their faces, but they still bowed respectfully: "Yes"
Soon, only Liu Heiying and Lu Yunyi were left in the tent.
Liu Heiying hurried forward and helped him back to the inner room: "Brother Yun'er, are you okay?"
"It's nothing, just my eyes are injured." Lu Yunyi sat on the bed, his voice faint.
Huh? Liu Heiying was shocked and quickly moved his head closer to check, but he looked left and right and saw no injuries, and confusion appeared in his eyes.
Lu Yunyi pushed his head away and said quickly:
"Take a pen and paper, I'll tell you to write it down, but be more obscure.
Forget it, don’t take a pen and paper, just write it down and tell me tomorrow.”
"Now? Why don't we wait a few days? It's too urgent now."
"Hurry up, I'm afraid I'll forget it tomorrow. The wine here is diluted with water, and I'm sure I'll have a headache tomorrow."
Lu Yunyi pinched his brows, trying his best to stay rational, and then spoke slowly.
Sorry everyone, I will update one chapter today.
The next chapter is "Research Report on the Political System and Social Development of the Northern Yuan Dynasty"
It’s too difficult to write, I can’t finish it in time.
Orz, kowtow.
(End of this chapter)