Wo Kuotai stood on the couch and let the two women dress and play with him. He looked at their uneven curves and the fleeting whiteness with a smile on his face, enjoying it very much.
But there is also a hint of coldness quietly emerging under the smile;
'snort! Brother Meng... You and I can't fight me, so it's just you? '
'ridiculous! '
The two girls looked at Wokuotai in surprise when they heard the sound, wondering what happened to Dahan who was fine just now.
Upon seeing this, Wokuotai held up the smooth chin of a beautiful woman with one hand and said enigmatically;
'you are not a fish, how to know the joy of fish? Hahaha......! '
The second girl "...?"
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The two girls looked at Wokuotai, who was neatly dressed, walked out of the bedroom with square steps, and then they both lay down on the couch with relaxed expressions.
After a while, the laziness on the face of the baby-faced beauty disappeared, and she stretched out her hand to push the shoulder of the cold-faced beauty.
"What...!" The cold-faced beauty turned over, covered her mouth and yawned.
Babyface seemed to be used to her attitude and didn't care at all. He asked her curiously, "Sister Li, what did the Khan say just now? What does the fish mean?"
The cold-faced woman was stunned when she heard this. The expression on her face changed rapidly, and her mind was buzzing. However, except for the knowledge and skills of serving men, her mind was completely blank.
But he also wanted to maintain his aloof image in front of his little sisters. Finally, just when his head was about to explode, an idea suddenly struck him.
I saw a trace of pride in her eyes, and the scholar explained to the baby face in the tone of a grandma who taught her before;
"It's very simple! The zi and fish that the big man mentioned are probably similar to the sticks and pickles we have over there. They are just for eating."
The baby-faced boy tilted his head after hearing this and asked in confusion, "What kind of joy is that?"
The cold face said casually, "It's not easy. If you eat well, you will naturally be happy! You are so stupid." After saying that, she gave the baby face a look of disgust.
"Oh, I see!"
When the cold face yawned again and turned around, the baby face curled his lips and said secretly: "Isn't it just that you know what kind of fish it is? Isn't it just like a stick pickle? It's like someone doesn't know. Come on, pretend. "
Although the baby face thinks that the other party is reasonable, but for some reason, he always feels that something is wrong?
"Did the Great Khan also like sticks and pickles when he was a child?" he muttered.
...
"Report to the Great Khan! This is a secret message from Marshal Tachar."
In the living room,
Wokuotai was sitting on the big tiger-skin chair with a clear mind. The fingers of his right hand gently tapped the armrest of the chair, and he let out a slight "dedede" sound.
I saw his honest face, his eyes narrowed slightly from time to time, and he was staring at the secret message in his left hand without blinking.
And below him, on the precious Persian carpet, the two people standing and kneeling slowed down their breathing in unison, for fear of disturbing his thoughts.
Finally, Wokuotai sat up straight after reading it.
After gently placing the secret letter in his hand on the table. He asked in a deep voice to the postman who was lying on the ground with his butt sticking out;
"Does Tachar have anything else to tell you?"
The postman listened to the Khan's inquiry and did not dare to neglect at all.
Still maintaining the same action as before, he stuck his butt out, crawled on the ground and replied loudly;
In response to the Khan's words, Commander Tachar asked his subordinates to tell the Khan.
The Han people in the Central Plains are short of troops and may be taken advantage of by the Song army. Please ask the Great Khan to send troops to help as soon as possible! '
Wokuotai nodded and looked at the prostrate postman; "Ben Khan understands." Go back and tell Tachar that Ben Khan will send troops as soon as possible, and ask him to do whatever it takes to prevent the Song army from gaining a foothold in the Central Plains. '
Speaking of this, Wokuotai's face showed a slight hint of confusion, but it was quickly replaced by ferociousness.
"Tell him also! If the situation comes to a last resort, I will allow him to dig up the Yellow River embankment, even if it turns the Central Plains into a marshy country!"
Wo Kuotai's words caused the expressions of the two people who were standing on their knees to change instantly.
Both of them knew what would happen if they dug up the Yellow River embankment. This happened not once or twice in history, but the impact of doing this was too great.
Once the Yellow River is dug, half of the Central Plains will instantly turn into a swamp. Not only will the Han people in the Central Plains be wiped out, but the subsequent effects will also be fatal.
Especially Meng Ge, who was standing at the starting point, hesitated to speak several times, but in the end he did not say a word.
After the postman went out, Wo Kuotai, who was sitting at the top, looked at Brother Meng who looked uncertain and didn't care.
He was told at the exit: "Immediately order all princes, nobles, and generals to come here quickly for a meeting."
After hearing this, Brother Meng temporarily put aside the thoughts in his mind, responded and hurried out to inform all parties.
After the sound of the collision of Mongolian iron pieces disappeared from his ears, Wo Kuotai's face immediately showed a hint of ugliness. He clenched his hands and dropped them hard on the table, causing tea to fly in front of him.
He spoke slowly and ferociously, "Young child, you still want to be with me? Humph!"
The child he was talking about did not refer to the newly born Meng Ge, but to the young emperor Zhao Ma of the Song Dynasty.
Originally, according to Wo Kuotai's speculation, the Song army should have set out in June at the earliest. Unexpectedly, the young emperor of Song Dynasty actually directly advanced the time of dispatching troops by one month, directly disrupting all the plans they had discussed before.
It simply caught them off guard.
According to what was said in the secret agent’s letter just now, the young emperor had already sworn an oath to heaven outside Lin’an City five days ago. This time, two armies totaling 60,000 were sent, led by Quan Zicai and Zhao Kui, and entered the Central Plains from the Huaiyang area.
At night, the Khan's grand meeting tent was brightly lit.
Zhang Han squinted his eyes and took a sip of kumiss, watching a scholar in Tsing Yi in the middle talking eloquently.
This Tsing Yi scribe is none other than Yelu Chucai, the number one civil servant in the Mongolian Empire!
Suddenly, Guiyu next to him tugged on Zhang Han's sleeve.
Zhang Han looked at the other party in confusion.
Guyou pointed at Batu in the corner of the first row opposite, and whispered to Zhang Han, "Look at his appearance, the more you look at him, the more uncomfortable he becomes! Isn't he just a bastard of a beggar? Why are you dragging him?"
"Shh!..." Zhang Han stretched out his hand to signal the other party to be silent. He pointed at Kuoyue, who was two seats away, and teased Guiyu, "Look at him and you'll feel relieved." '
Guyu's face became even more ugly when he heard this, he snorted heavily and stopped talking.
Zhang Han chuckled to himself; I guess you know the importance.
Seeing that Guiyou next to him stopped making trouble, Zhang Han squinted his eyes again and looked at Yelu Chucai in the middle, his eyes flickering.
In the afternoon, when Zhang Han returned home from Li Xiaohu's camp and had just washed up, the Khan's messenger barged in and told him to go to the Khan tent for a meeting immediately.
Zhang Han knew as soon as he heard that something big had happened. He told his wife and rode on Huowa and hurried towards Khan Zhang.
When everyone arrived, Wo Kuotai ordered someone to read a secret letter to everyone. Only then did Zhang Han know why Wo Kuotai was so anxious about everyone. It turned out that something big happened in the south.
Zhang Han, who first heard the news of the Southern Song Dynasty sending troops in advance, was more surprised than other nobles, and could even be said to be a little rude.
At that time, his mind was in turmoil because he suddenly discovered that the history he knew had changed.
If he remembered correctly, Song Lizong and Zhao Ming should have sent troops in June this year, but now it has just entered May, and the other party actually sent troops in advance?
Zhang Han was puzzled.
Is it a deviation in historical records, or is it because I misremember the time?
If he, as the greatest golden finger among time travellers, had foresight, his familiarity with the direction of history would not be reliable. How can I be better than everyone here? Can the vow I made on Mount Burhan still come true? Zhang Han fell into self-doubt.
Therefore, during the entire conference, except for a few words with Guiyu, Zhang Han was distracted throughout the entire meeting. Even if Zhang Han didn't remember a word of what Yelu Chucai said after staring at him all night, it would go in one ear and out the other.
Until Wokuotai concluded: 'Just follow what the Prime Minister said, do you have anything to add? Zhang Han suddenly woke up.
He quietly glanced at Guiyou, who was staring at him with stern eyes, and pretended to be calm, picking up a piece of meat and biting it.
"I agree!"
"We are planning to increase our troops as soon as possible, and I agree..."
"I suggest that Zhang Han, my concubine, lead his troops southward!" Suddenly, a loud voice came into Zhang Han's ears.
The movement of Zhang Han's hand froze in an instant. He didn't even have time to swallow the half-bitten piece of meat in his mouth, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.
Seeing that it was Brother Meng who made the suggestion, and the other person was looking at me with a half-smile, as if he didn't want to say anything anymore;
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
At this time, everyone in the big tent had turned their attention to Zhang Han, putting Zhang Han under the spotlight.
Everyone is waiting for him to make a statement.
It was extremely quiet in the big tent.
Wo Kuotai's eyes kept glancing back and forth between Meng Ge and Zhang Han; Meng Ge's brothers looked teasing; Batu looked surprised; Old God Yelu Chucai was there; Subotai and his son's faces were gloomy; Guyu glared at them; other nobles Whether scrutinizing or joking, Zhang Han seemed to have been suddenly brought to the forefront by Meng Ge.
"Bang!" Just as Zhang Han gritted his teeth and was about to respond, Guiyu beside him suddenly slapped the table and stood up, pulling Zhang Han behind him and yelling at Brother Meng;
"Brother Meng, what do you mean? I don't know if my sister-in-law just got married to her husband-in-law and doesn't have any children yet. What are your intentions in letting my husband-in-law go to the battlefield at this time?"
Zhang Han's face turned even more ugly when he was pulled by this guy, because he was already prepared to comply.
Whether he wants to or not, he has to take a stand on this matter. What everyone is looking at now is his attitude.
People who are not from my race must have different minds. This is not just talk. Meng Ge's words hit him to the core.
But I didn't expect it. At the critical moment, Guiyou, who usually acts like a fool and is unreliable, actually blocked a gun for himself. How interesting!
Don't tell me, there's no reason why this kid will become the Great Khan in the future. He is really quick-witted and kind at critical moments. But Guiyou's next act made Zhang Han subvert his understanding of him and called him an expert.
After Guiyou finished fighting Brother Meng, he hugged Wo Kuotai and said, "Father! In my son's opinion, the third brother is brave and wise, and he is a rare talent in our family. Since the situation in the Central Plains over there is critical, we should pay more attention to it." , instead of sending a strong general like Third Brother, a novice like Zhang Han’e Prince Consort.”
When Wokuotai heard this, he was stunned and thoughtful.
He glanced at his eldest son, and the light in his eyes flashed.
He laughed and said, "Please discuss all my son Guiyu's suggestions." '
