Xiong Hu was filled with raging anger, but he saw the other person's expression.
It turns out that the other party is eager to get angry and force himself to calm down.
"Mo La, do you know about the Song Dynasty?" Xiong Hu bowed his hands and asked calmly.
Xiong Hu still underestimated the shamelessness of this old woman. Although she returned the courtesy, her words had nothing to do with etiquette: "Tashi, I am a person from the mountains. How can I know whether it is a great Song Dynasty or not?"
"Mo Lala, the boy is from the Song Dynasty, and the little saint is also from the Song Dynasty." Xiong Hu responded with a very graceful gesture.
I am from China, and I cannot compare with these foreign barbarians, so I must be graceful at all times.
Ram couldn't help but look at Xiong Hu and others, and then he suddenly realized: "So you are from the Song Dynasty."
"Mo Lala, we are the security group of the Song Dynasty. We have defeated the Hu people three times, so we have the opportunity to come to Tubo." Xiong Hu explained softly but firmly that the Tubo people were fearful of power and unethical.
Ram could no longer calm down at this time and looked at Xiong Hu in disbelief: "You guys, you actually defeated the Hu people, and three times?"
Now she was so surprised that she couldn't even speak clearly, and Tashi La also forgot to speak out.
You know, when the Hu people attacked Tubo, both sides had their own victories and defeats, but overall, the Hu people still had the upper hand.
Unexpectedly, the security team defeated the Hu people three times in a row. What kind of combat power this is, how scary it is.
"Mo La." Xiong Hu was still polite, with a calm expression, "Yes, the first time was in the Song Dynasty, the second time he attacked Xi County, which was occupied by the Hu people, and the third time he faced five Hu people. One hundred thousand troops.”
Strictly speaking, the third time did not defeat the Hu people, but forced them to fight.
Even so, the security group already has the ability to compete with the Hu people. You must know that the Hu people are basically the strength of the whole country, using at least half of the national power.
The other attacking troops of the Hu people were in Xiangyang, but Hanzhong Mansion was the focus of the Hu people's attack.
"Why is the Song Dynasty so powerful? Aren't the barbarians suppressing the Song Dynasty? I heard that the Song Dynasty not only lost Xingyuan Prefecture, but also Sichuan was attacked several times by the Hu people." Lam still didn't believe it.
Qingtang Tubo is not far from Sichuan and Xingyuan Mansion, so it is natural for her to know this news.
"Of course, the Hu people have occupied Xingyuan Prefecture and also invaded Sichuan." Xiong Hu did not deny it, patiently explaining the latest development, "However, the Hu people in Sichuan have been completely wiped out by the security group, and now they have taken back Xingyuan Prefecture. West County.”
Ram looked at Xiong Hu dubiously: "The security team is still in Xi County?"
"Xixian County has always been in the hands of the security regiment. The Hu people's 500,000-strong army attacked Xixian in three groups. They were defeated by the security regiment and the Sichuan Protecting Army. Now they are licking their wounds in Xingyuan Mansion." Xiong Hu's eyes were bright and full of evidence. He gained confidence, "That's why we were able to come to Qingtang."
"Let me think about it." Obviously, the information Xiong Hu said was too big for her to accept for a while.
Seeing Ram lost in thought, Xiong Hu struck while the iron was hot and said: "Mo Lala, there are no slaves in the Song Dynasty, only slaves. Even these slaves signed an agreement once every ten years and had to be employed for life, not to mention that they were not deprived of their rights of life and death. "
"I don't believe it. During the Tang Dynasty, masters also had the right to live and kill their slaves. Why don't they have it now?" Ram said plausibly with an expression of complete disbelief.
"This is indeed the case in the former Tang Dynasty." Xiong Hu did not deny it, but reasoned with the facts, "But the former Tang Dynasty has been destroyed for hundreds of years, and now in the Song Dynasty, there are no slaves at all in the Song Dynasty."
Ram shook his head and insisted on his idea: "Tubo is Tubo, and the Song Dynasty is the Song Dynasty."
"Now the little saint oversees the country. Of course, the little saint can also abolish slaves." Xiong Hu's evidence was extremely plain, but his words were extremely shocking.
Ram suddenly jumped up, as if he had encountered an earthquake: "Aren't you afraid that the Buddha will punish you if you do this?"
"On the contrary." Xiong Hu shook his head and looked at Ram, his tone still calm, "Buddha said that all living beings are equal."
Ram's body was almost weak and he leaned softly on the door, his expression blank.
"Mo Lala, you are also a believer in Buddhism." Xiong Hu looked at the prayer wheel in her hand and said in a low voice, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately." Ram's face was blank, his eyes were suddenly blank and clear, and he kept reciting these two sentences.
Xiong Hu saluted while continuing to persuade: "Mo Lala, since you are a believer in Buddhism, you should act in accordance with the Buddha's decree."
"This, this, slaves are also the wealth of Tubo. This is the tradition of Tubo." Ram hesitated for a few times and finally expressed his thoughts.
Xiong Hu was overjoyed, but his face remained calm. Instead, he asked: "Humans are also wealth, don't they become beasts?"
"In Tubo, slaves are nothing more than talking beasts." Ram hesitated for a few times before explaining Tibetan customs.
Xiong Hu felt both hate and joy in his heart. He hated that these nobles treated their slaves as talking beasts, but he was happy that he would leave something to say in the next step.
Xiong Hu looked extremely angry and shook his head: "Mo Lala, people are people, how can they be beasts. Buddha said that all living beings are equal."
"Om mani bei me hum." Ram closed his eyes, recited the Buddha's name, and then shook the prayer wheel with his hand.
Xiong Hu saw that the other party was speechless and knew that the other party had been wronged.
He bowed his hands again and took the opportunity to say: "Mo Lala, since all living beings are equal and you are compassionate, why not let them escape the sea of suffering."
"Om mani bei me hum." Ram continued to close his eyes, recited the Buddha's name again, and continued to shake the prayer wheel.
Xiong Hu knew that the other party was already interested, but now it was a matter of price, because the other party said that slaves were also wealth.
Xiong Hu thought for a while and said: "Mo Lala, although the security team does not treat people as wealth, they are still slaves after all. We plan to redeem them. Please give us a price."
"Om mani bei me hum." Ram continued to close his eyes, continued to recite this Buddha's name, and continued to shake the prayer wheel.
The other party didn't say anything. He obviously wanted to take the initiative. He was indeed a cunning and cunning person.
But Xiong Hu is obviously not someone who is willing to suffer losses. Since you are unwilling to take the initiative, then I will take the initiative.
Xiong Hu smiled faintly and bowed again: "Moura, since you treat slaves as talking beasts, let's price them as sheep."
"Tashi, sheep can only eat grass and can't do things. Slaves can't do things." Ram stopped chanting the Buddha's name and suddenly opened his eyes to retort.
Xiong Hu couldn't help but feel happy, he thought you were silent.
He deliberately told the price of sheep, because the price of sheep here is extremely low, only 500 cents.
It is obviously impossible to buy a slave with five hundred coins.
When Xiong Hu reported the sheep price, she was obviously afraid that the other party would redeem the sheep at the price, so she was forced to speak.
As long as you open your mouth, it's a good thing and both parties still have room for bargaining.
Xionghu thought for a while, with a smile on his face: "Mo Lala, the tengu can look after the house and the sheep, and of course it can do things. Is it calculated according to the tengu price?"
Tengu is the Tibetan Mastiff of later generations, and is called Tengu in Tubo.
It's a little more expensive, but it's just the same, and the best one is only twice as good.
"Tengu, although the tengu can look after the house and sheep, it can't plow the land." Ram shook his head and turned the prayer wheel.
Obviously, the other party's answer is ready to come out, which is yak.
Xiong Hu thought for a while, then asked tentatively: "Mo Lala, do you mean to calculate the price according to the yak?"
"Tashi, although slaves are beasts, they are still talking beasts after all, so the price will naturally be higher." At this moment, Ram suddenly realized that slaves are human beings, and obviously wanted to raise the price.
Xiong Hu shook his head and sighed: "Mo Lala, I heard that the price of slaves in Tubo is not as good as that of yaks. What's going on?"
"Tashi, I don't think today is the time to talk about redemption." Ram's face changed, obviously not satisfied with the price.
Xiong Hu shook his head and continued: "Mo Lala, I won't treat you badly at this price. Think about it, since the market is at this price, can you still sell it at a higher price?"
"Tashi, I have something wrong with me." Ram obviously wanted to sell his body and the contract in hand, and wanted to take the initiative.
Xiong Hu shook his head and deliberately sighed heavily: "Mo Lala, until the little saint abolishes slavery, you can still sell it for a good price. But in the Song Dynasty, buying and selling people is illegal."
Although Xiong Hu's tone was calm, his words were very weighty and even threatening.
"Tashi, I know that. But we also bought these slaves from the slave market, and we have raised them for so many years." Ram thought for a while, hesitated again and again, and finally said.
"Mo Lala, you spent money to buy them from the slave market. This villain admits it." Xiong Hu shook his head and refuted the other party, "But the price they paid for the villa's work is far more than this."
Ram had a bitter look on his face and unknowingly stopped shaking the prayer wheel. His face was a little embarrassed, but he still bowed and said: "Tashi, of course I know this. But in Tubo, slaves are wealth and they are also talking beasts. . If the price is too low, I won’t be able to deal with it.”
"Mo La, let's do this. We will redeem it on the market. Everyone, regardless of gender, old or young, will pay one yak for the price of two slaves, and neither party will suffer. This will make it easier for you to explain." Xiong Hu thought for a while. , in the end, he still managed to get his own chassis out of the way.
Ram thought for a while, shook his head, but still looked bitter: "Tashi, but this time is different. You bought all the slaves, leaving us without slaves and letting others laugh at us."
"Moura, you are wrong. Not only will other nobles not see your jokes, but they are also very envious of you." Xiong Hu looked at Ram with a sincere face.
Ram even looked bitter and unwilling: "If you envy us, I'm afraid you are laughing at us."
"Why don't they envy you? They buy and sell slaves, just ordinary people, but you are different, because the slaves are purchased by the security team. Through this transaction, we get to know each other, isn't it a good thing for your villa?" Xiong Hu Suddenly let’s analyze it from the perspective of the security team.
Ram looked at them, his eyes brightened, and then dimmed: "I know you, this is my blessing. But losing all the slaves from me, is it bad luck for me?"
"Although there are no slaves in the villa, you can buy more yaks and get to know the security team at the same time. This is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone." Xiong Hu continued to persuade the other party.
Ram still shook his head, with a painful expression on his face: "It is indeed a blessing to get to know you, but this time I purchased all the slaves in the villa and left no one behind."
"Maura, in fact, this is a huge happy event. It is a happy event for the villa and the security team?" Xiong Hu didn't want the other party to be immersed in the pain of not having slaves, so he suddenly changed his angle to lobby the other party.
Ram couldn't help but be stunned and shook his head: "Tashi, how can it be a good thing and I don't understand it at all?"
"Mo Lala, Aunt Wang grew up here, and the villa is her natal family. Now she is married to a chief of our security team, and the security team is her husband's family. Marrying from your natal family, marrying from your husband's family, and this There is Huangzhong Villa on one side and the security team on the other. Isn't it a great joy?" Xiong Hu said this while looking at the other party with bright eyes.
"Mother's family, husband's family." Ram said, his eyes widening. The other party talked about the slave trade in such a high-level way, and it really meant something different.
She couldn't help but think about it carefully. This matter was originally caused by Aunt Wang's love affair with the person who suggested the marriage. This idea could indeed bring face to the villa.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask Xiong Hu: "Tashi, do you mean that the ransom is the betrothal gift given by the security team to the villa, and the slave is the dowry of the villa?"
As expected, this woman's head turns quickly. In this way, both parties will gain face, and a happy outcome will be achieved.
"That's what I mean." Xiong Hu nodded and looked at him with a smile.
Ram thought about it again and nodded. His face was actually filled with joy at this moment. He looked at Xiong Hu and said, "Since she is a married woman from the villa, I must take a look at her."
Now that she had figured it out, she actually answered in a woman's tone.
"Ziping, come here and let the woman take a look." Xiong Hu felt relieved when he heard that the other party recognized him as his mother's family and greeted He Sian.
He Sian, who was just twenty, carefully dismounted with Aunt Wang and walked slowly and calmly to Ram.
He bowed to Ram: "Mo Lala, the boy He Ziping has met the housekeeper."
Ram did not return the gift, but looked at He Sian carefully and nodded: "He is indeed a handsome and strong warrior."
Ram actually met He Sian in the morning, but the two sides were in a hostile state and did not look at He Sian carefully at all.
Now she was looking at He Sian from the perspective of a mother-in-law, so naturally she had a different view.
Although the people are the same, they stand from different perspectives and draw different conclusions.
Perhaps, if you change a person's perspective and turn your enemy or opponent into your friend, their conclusions will naturally be different.
"Mo La La, you deserve the praise. You don't deserve any praise at all." He Sian bowed again and said modestly.
Ram looked at Aunt Wang on He Sian's back. At this time, the mud on Aunt Wang's face had been washed away, revealing her pure and beautiful appearance.
Ram already thought Aunt Wang was good-looking, but he didn't expect that when she showed her true colors, she would be even more beautiful.
It is impossible for a woman not to be jealous of a woman whose appearance is better than hers.
In the past, Ram would definitely try his best to ruin the other person's appearance, but her mood was much lighter now.
She has unconsciously regarded herself as the woman's housekeeper or even mother, and treats Aunt Wang as if she were her own daughter.
She looked at He Sian and Aunt Wang repeatedly, and a rare smile appeared on her face: "They are indeed a talented and beautiful couple, they are indeed a good match."
He Sian and Aunt Wang looked at each other and smiled happily.
Aunt Wang felt a little shy, blushed, and finally buried her head behind He Sian's back, not daring to look up at the crowd.
"Master Xiong, please bring me the betrothal gift. I have to report it to the master." Ram now officially calls Xiong Hu by his official name, and he has obviously approved of Xiong Hu's approach.
Xiong Hu couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that this woman was indeed shrewd.
Even so, she did not forget the ransom.
However, this ransom now has a very good name, betrothal gift.
Xiong Hu was extremely happy, took out the 75-string pick-up card, and solemnly handed it over to the other party.
Seventy-five pick-up cards were equivalent to one hundred and fifty taels of silver, which made Ram happy.
She originally only had one hundred and fifty copper coins, but she didn't expect that the other party gave her more than enough silver. The unhappiness in her heart completely disappeared.
Xiong Hu was even more happy. He originally thought that the price would be 200 pick-up cards, but he didn't expect that after bargaining, the deal would be 75 pick-up cards.
Ram bowed to Xiong Hu: "Master Xiong, please wait a moment. I will report to the master and then come out."
After saying this, she shouted to the servant inside to bring stools and butter tea to entertain the guests.
Xiong Hu smiled and made a gesture of invitation.
But unexpectedly, the time for a stick of incense passed and Ram did not come out.
A man in his thirties dressed as an aristocrat came out. He took a careful look at Aunt Wang.
He suddenly pointed at her and yelled at her: "Slave girl, come down and serve the master."
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