Now that the business was done, the atmosphere at the banquet suddenly became lively, and the gifts Liu Deng prepared were very generous.
And he has figured it out correctly, doesn't his father-in-law and eldest brother like money the most?
The gifts brought this time are all gold, silver and jewelry. Although there is only a cart, the value is at least 50,000 yuan.
This was considered a big deal. As for things like hard work and expenses, Liu Deng didn't mention it. Naturally, Dou Pengzu wouldn't talk about those embarrassing and disappointing things.
A hearty banquet lasted until midnight, and then Liu Deng returned to Honglu Temple in a daze.
"Let me out, let me out!"
As soon as he returned to his small courtyard, Liu Deng heard a burst of noise in the corner.
"Who are they? They are so noisy and don't let anyone sleep in the middle of the night?"
Liu Deng mumbled and said to Du Ziteng who was following behind him.
"Reporting to your Majesty, these are the few surviving Qiang people. Have you forgotten?"
Only then did Liu Deng remember that there was another thing. He had exchanged Mo Dao and Plate Armor for this, but after the exchange, he had so many things to do that he forgot about these people.
"Go and see what's going on. You managed to survive from that Shura field. These guys are lucky. Don't let anyone abuse them. Get them something to eat and drink. After getting up tomorrow morning, Arrange a time to meet them!”
Liu Deng was a bit tongue-tied when he spoke, but after returning to Chang'an City, his murderous aura slowly dissipated and he returned to his true nature as a bastard.
After all, he came from later generations, and the territory of the Qiang people was far away from the Dai Kingdom. There was no great hatred for the Qiang people in the Dai Kingdom.
More importantly, these Qiang people looked very brave, especially the leader. His personal ability and his courage to resist seemed to make Liu Deng a little kind to them.
Now that he is high and high, as the king of the Han Dynasty, these Qiang people are not even ants in front of him, but Liu Deng has not forgotten that once upon a time, he was just one of those small ants.
"promise!"
They were just a few slaves. Although Du Ziteng didn't know why the king insisted on taking care of them, since the king had spoken, he could only accept it.
After Liu Deng finished his instructions, he went back to his room to sleep in a daze. Seeing his king drinking like this, Zhao Wengu hurriedly brought two maids up to help Liu Deng undress, and briefly wiped his face. I poured some sobering soup into him, and then he was allowed to sleep peacefully.
That night, Liu Deng slept very deeply, and it was not until the sun was shining at midnight the next day that Liu Deng woke up from his hangover.
After eating simply and having some breakfast, Liu Deng felt that his energy was much better.
"Your Majesty, do you think we should get some of them here now?"
Seeing Liu Deng's listless look, Du Ziteng asked softly.
"Who is it?"
Liu Deng simply forgot about what happened last night. The feeling of being hungover was really uncomfortable.
"Those Qiang slaves you ordered last night!"
The corner of Du Ziteng's mouth twitched. He had completely forgotten what he had just ordered last night. How much wine did his king drink last night?
"You're talking about them, no matter what, call them to come and see them!"
Only then did Liu Deng suddenly realize that he suddenly remembered what happened last night. It seemed that he would never be able to drink so much again in the future. He was really too greedy and wasted his time.
Several Qiang slaves, put on brand new clothes, were pushed and pushed to the front of Liu Deng.
Although these people did not carry weapons, the guards around Liu Deng still looked like they were facing a formidable enemy. Each of these Qiang slaves were tall and powerful, and their appearance was extremely vicious.
They were really worried about these guys. If they did anything untoward to Liu Deng, they would be dead.
"Kneel down, kneel down!"
It's just that these Qiang slaves stood upright in front of Liu Deng, with no intention of kneeling down to salute. Du Ziteng stood behind them angrily and kicked their legs with his feet.
"Are you their leader? I remember you, what is your name?"
Liu Deng waved his hand to signal Du Ziteng to step aside first, then looked at the most majestic man among the crowd and asked.
"Noble sir, we are all prisoners of war. We no longer have any leaders. They all call me Amon!"
"Amon? You are an interesting person, but this is the Han Dynasty after all, and slaves must behave like slaves. Lower your head, or you can choose to die!"
Originally, Liu Deng didn't want to humiliate him like this, but the arrogance of these guys made Liu Deng look very unhappy. He was already a fucking slave, so what else could he do here?
"The army under your command is indeed very strong, but I have their equipment, I will be stronger than them!"
Amon was very confident, but after he said this, all the guards laughed wildly.
"Hahahaha, do you really think they used all their skills that day? They had just experienced the Great Wall Battle. Fifteen hundred people stood in the fire and blocked the charge of 20,000 Huns cavalry. During the competition that day Almost all of them were injured, can you do the same with such a record?"
The glory of Modao Army cannot be slandered. This is Liu Deng's bottom line, not to mention that this guy is just a prisoner of war, although Liu Deng also has some love for talents.
But Liu Deng would never allow this guy to show any disrespect to Mo Daojun.
"Are you telling the truth?"
After all, the Qiang people are relatively simple. After hearing what Liu Deng said, Amon was stunned.
He had personally experienced the terror of Mo Daojun that day. Since everyone was injured by such a steel monster...
Although the Qiang people did not ride horses that day, and they did not have long-range weapons such as bows and arrows.
However, listening to what Liu Deng said, if he encountered them in his full glory, I am afraid that even if he has a war horse, he would have no choice but to flee.
"My lord, I, Amon, am willing to be your slave. I just ask you to let me join the Mo Dao Army! We are all warriors and we are willing to fight for you. You should not let us warriors be busy working all day. Among them!"
Amon took the initiative to kneel on the ground this time. He was taking a chance. He saw the difference between Liu Deng and Liu Xun. Liu Xun was just a miser, thinking only about how to exploit slaves like them.
But Liu Deng is different. Liu Deng has such a powerful army under his command. Being a soldier, even if you die in battle, is better than working all day in a dark mine.
"It's interesting. It's just that my big man's army is not so easy to join. Since you are a Qiang, how about your riding and shooting skills?"
Liu Deng's heart moved. Although there were many soldiers with good equestrian skills in the Han army, compared with the Huns, they were indeed much inferior. He captured a lot of horses this time!
