Today, King Shanyu's tent is still filled with the lingering fishy smell of animal fat, but the number of people in the tent is surprisingly much larger.
Liu Jing looked around secretly, probably because the weather turned cold, but he saw Maodun Shanyu and the Dalan family sitting on a huge tiger skin rug. The handsome prince Ji Zhou and the seventh prince Ainen were sitting on the big tiger skin in turn. Yan's side.
Opposite the two princes, a large group of burly men who looked like Xiongnu nobles were gathered together. Each vertebrae was covered with gold bells and their waists were tied with gold belts. They seemed to be the leaders of the three noble surnames.
Liu Jing found that there was a majestic and kind old man with white beard in the crowd who kept smiling at him, so he nodded respectfully in return. This was the owner of the Lan family who had sheltered him in a felt tent during the strong wind.
At that time, it was also in the felt tent of the Lan clan's Dadang household that he met King Youxian and the seventh prince Ainen, who were also going to take shelter from the wind. He also learned in advance about the secret transaction of selling war horses to Zang Tu by the right tribe of the Xiongnu. .
Unexpectedly, after a few months, we would see them again at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain.
Ainen was obviously a little surprised when she saw Liu Jing's face. She glanced at Lao Nie again and understood the whole story in an instant. She winked at Liu Jing in a friendly manner and reached out to pat her waist. Her eyes were still black and white. distinct.
Liu Jing secretly smiled, that was the exquisite and unparalleled gold-inlaid flame-patterned iron dagger he had chosen and specially given to Ainen. Unexpectedly, Ainen cherished it so much that he always kept it with him.
"Why are so many people here? Even the Lan clan's Dangdang household, which is so far away from the pastoral area, is here?"
With a polite smile on his face, he asked Lao Nie quietly.
Lao Nie muttered as he saluted one by one,
“It’s almost the annual Chulin Conference, and the leaders of the twenty-four tribes will come to the royal court to report to the Shanyu the harvest and current situation of the year, and to count the population and livestock.
No, now everyone is arriving one after another. "
Liu Jing suppressed the excitement in his chest. The results of his longing for the stars and the moon on the grassland, day and night, were already close at hand.
***
The sun was rising, and the curtains of several windows on the walls of the felt tent had been rolled up. White sunlight shone directly into the tent from all directions, making it bright.
Mao Dun still had the majestic look of a tiger perched on a dragon and a dragon on the pan. He stared at Liu Jing for a while before slowly speaking,
"What exactly is the method for opening and closing the market proposed by your great emperor?
Where will it be opened and how many times a year will it be opened?
How many leather goods do you want? How much grain and silk can we get in exchange? "
Liu Jingsheng was afraid that he had heard wrongly, so he asked Lao Nie for confirmation before he solemnly replied in Hungarian:
"Switch City is of course the best, but before that, we must first make a treaty to become a country of brothers.
From then on, the two countries were bounded by the Great Wall. The Xiongnu soldiers and horses did not enter the fortress, and the Han soldiers and horses did not leave the fortress.
Also, the two countries must not recruit fleeing people from each other, nor can they hide each other's enemies in the future. "
When Mao Dun heard this, he snorted coldly and said nothing.
***
The Han army returned in triumph as fast as wings under their feet. Twenty days after setting off from Handan, the emperor's guard of honor had arrived outside Luoyang City.
Just like when they set out, the prince, queen and prime minister Xiao He, together with the remaining civil and military officials, came out of the city gate to greet him with gold and yellow axes, and elegant chariots and horses.
In addition, there is a mighty ceremonial guard in front of Huangmen, with twelve people carrying drums, one hundred people playing long drums, one hundred people playing big drums, one hundred people playing big horizontal blows, and singing, flute, and bamboo flute players. Twenty-four people, twenty-four each with flutes and peach skins, played drums and drums so loudly that half of Luoyang City could vaguely hear it.
Liu Ji slowly stepped off the imperial chariot. All he could see was a sea of people kneeling on their knees. In his ears was the unmistakable sound of bamboo drums. In a daze, he suddenly understood the impulse of the First Emperor to go to sea to seek immortality and immortality. ——
If you can live for a hundred and a thousand years, rule the world for thousands of generations, and see this grand scene every day, then you really wouldn't even want to be a god.
Seeing that everyone was still kneeling, he hurriedly took two steps, helped Xiao He up, and said with emotion,
"This revolt is so successful because of two major contributors, one is you and the other is Zhang Cang.
Among them, you have made the greatest contribution, even better than Zhang Cang.
I still remember that when you were guarding Guanzhong, you would receive letters from thousands of people, and the people of Li would praise you as a wise prime minister. "
Xiao He was frightened for a while and was about to speak modestly, but Liu Ji didn't give him any chance to interrupt. He turned to look at Liu Ying and said with a smile,
"The prince is supervising the country this time, and he has done a lot to support the government affairs and correct the affairs of the government. You are all the meritorious officials of the country, and I will reward them one by one.
Queen, you have also worked hard. I have learned about the South Vietnam matter that you and the King of Changsha discussed and have done a good job.
Next, let's wait for the performance of Zhao Tuo of South Vietnam. Let's wait and see what happens. "
Yes, he is the emperor, and what can be hidden from him in the court?
***
Lu Pheasant was about to answer when he heard Liu Ji turn his head and mutter,
"How come the battle is so big? There are at least five hundred people there.
It's too noisy. Is this what you meant? "
She smiled and said,
"I can't imagine that this was done by Shusun Tong and his disciples, saying that His Majesty will be victorious in person and must play triumphal music.
There are rules for nobles and lowliest, which is the majesty of the heavenly family. No matter how noisy they are, they have to endure it. "
It's new to you once, familiar to you the second time. After listening to it, you will get used to it.
Liu Ji nodded, let everyone stand behind him, and then entered the royal chariot again. The wind and percussion musicians cleared the way, and they all walked towards the city.
Lu Pheasant and the prince turned around and got on the four-horse Qingyu chariot. Xiao He had a special status. He could bring swords and shoes to the palace on weekdays and never go to court. At this time, there were also chariots and horses given by the emperor, following closely behind.
The large group of people entered the city, and not long after walking, they suddenly heard the noise of people on the roadside, crying and shouting so loudly that they could be faintly heard even among the loud trumpets.
Don't let it be a big case of blocking the road and calling for injustice, right?
Lu Pheasant suddenly opened the cover of the car window next to him and took a closer look. He found that the source of the sound was actually a large group of ordinary people wearing ordinary clothes but with angry faces.
She listened with bated breath and tried to distinguish from their noisy voices. She could tell that most of these people were from Guanzhong.
So that was it. She exhaled, put down her high-spirited heart, and sat upright, with a knowing smile on her face:
Xiao Xiangguo was indeed cunning and prepared a wonderful show for the emperor.
It's just that this drama is not easy to perform. It requires transporting all the relevant people all the way to Luoyang. I didn't expect that the old man would have so much energy to deal with the aftermath after dealing with all kinds of things.
***
The shouting intensified. Finally, Liu Ji's chariot stopped, and an attendant hurried to the people who were crying on the ground, bowing his head and asking.
After a while, the attendant rushed back to the imperial carriage with a large pile of scattered documents on bamboo slips, raised his head to the window, reported something in a low voice, and handed one of the volumes into the carriage.
After a while, the motorcade started again and moved forward slowly. The people of Luoyang who were watching the holy carriage returning home didn't know why. They all pointed and marveled that the people who dared to stop the chariot had lived enough.
However, in the bustling procession, a guard who was originally accompanying the royal chariot quietly got into the crowd and secretly took these dozens of people away.
