The atmosphere in the whole place suddenly became silent.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense and awkward.
The joy of toasting each other and calling each other brothers just now was shattered in an instant.
Each and every one of the people had their own secrets, with either a mocking look in their eyes or a look of watching the excitement. Beautiful girl in the army? Hahaha, what's the difference between that and directly stationing troops outside Liangshan?
Qiongdu is the center of the entire Daliang Mountains!
The humiliating meaning of Shama Zhuoyi's words simply did not take this noble man from Long Yan and his 50,000 troops into consideration!
"Shama you..."
Huo Buquli's face was ashen and he was furious: "Liangshan is a conferred title by the imperial court, and its capital is Qiongdu..."
Shama Zhuoyi had a cold look on his face: "Huo Butou man, let's not talk about what happened when the previous Zimo was in power. Now, the situation in Liangshan has changed! We Liangshan people have always been upright! You want us to accept the canonization? ?Okay, then win our respect first!"
These words are enough to advance and retreat.
It can be seen that Shama Zhuoyi is not a brainless person.
really.
When the drunk leaders heard this, they all responded loudly.
A pair of provocative eyes looked at Liu Zheng.
really……
They are all a bunch of brainless and opinionated people.
Liu Zheng smiled softly: "What the Shamatou people mean is that as long as Aluba wins the Torch Festival, Liangshan will be canonized by the imperial court again, and we can also garrison troops in Qiongdu, right?"
"yes!"
Shama Zhuoyi's eyes were filled with seriousness.
Liu Zheng nodded: "Okay, I hope the reputation of Liangshan people will not disappoint anyone! In that case, today, we will swear by wine!"
He raised a bowl of wine.
Others also raised their hands.
Looking around, Liu Zheng said calmly: "Big Bimo, who won the championship this time, will be able to command Liangshan in the future. The others must follow! If Aluba loses, I will never mention the garrison in Liangshan again!"
"good!"
Shama Zhuoyi laughed out loud.
A group of people drank all the wine in their hands, and then Liu Zheng left with Huo Buquli and others.
Return to your tent.
A group of people had already gathered around.
"Sir, I was a bit reckless this time..."
"Sir, it's not that easy to win the Torch Festival. Hey, we lose to Shama and his tribe every year..."
Qin Changfeng and Huo Buquli were all worried.
Afraid that Liu Zheng didn't know what the Torch Festival was all about, Huo Buquli anxiously introduced it. The Torch Festival lasts for three days, and the first day is called "Duzai". On this day, the official competition has not yet begun. Every household kills cattle and sheep, welcomes the God of Fire with wine and meat, and worships ancestors. Anyway, the specific thing is to eat meat, drink wine, and have a carnival together.
The second day is called "Duge", which means praising the fire and praising the fire. It is the climax of the Torch Festival. On this day, activities such as horse racing, wrestling, singing, beauty pageants, pole climbing, shooting, bullfighting, sheep fighting, and cockfighting will be organized. The most important one is the beauty pageant. The elders select beautiful men based on the legendary black-body Aba's hard-working, brave, handsome and unrestrained image, and select beauties based on kindness, intelligence, beauty and generosity.
Of course, with the layout of Liangshan, beliefs have changed.
The program of the Torch Festival has also undergone some changes.
For example, each of these programs is combined, or the corresponding nouns are obtained. At the end, after statistics, the "Warrior" and "Beauty" will be selected!
The first place is the winner!
The last day is Dusha, which means sending fire. But this doesn't make much sense anymore.
Liu Zheng let out a wine burp and chuckled: "You guys still can't see through the essence of the matter. Winning or losing is important, but what we should be more prepared for at this time is what will happen to Shama Zhuoyi after we win. I am so angry that I wonder what will happen next in the Liangshan area and how should we respond."
"What?"
Huo Buquli almost fell to the ground.
Sir!
This hasn’t been won yet! Have you started thinking about what happens after you win?
He couldn't help but laugh and cry.
but.
He immediately became awed. Take one step, think three steps. To be invincible, this is the quality they Liangshan people lack. Compared to the Han people, they prefer to run rampant.
"My lord, what you mean is..."
Liu Zheng turned around and took out a map of Daliang Mountain from his bag.
Then, he frowned and said, "I was thinking..."
"This Shama Zhuoyi, who has grown so many poppies, sold them to whom?"
"Only after we understand this can we dare to fight!"
As soon as these words came out.
Pei Yanran, Qin Changfeng, and Huo Buquli's eyes lit up when they heard this.
Let's look at the map together.
Liu Zheng's heart suddenly sank.
Looking at the Liangshan area at this time, the poppies are likely to flow in two directions.
1. Go south. To the south of Liangshan is the Kingdom of Nanzhao.
2. To the north, north of Liangshan, is Shuzhou!
…
"Old immortal, that Han man agreed!"
It's late at night.
Shama Zhuoyi returned to his tent.
Chen Ran was already waiting there, and he knelt down in a hurry.
Without turning around, Chen Ran said coldly: "Well done! Remember, this Torch Festival, you can only win, not lose! Since this guy has already figured out the doctrine and religion, we might as well go with the flow! When Aluba falls from the altar, that’s when we take over the Black Dragon doctrine and unify Liangshan, do you understand?"
"yes!"
Shama Zhuoyi was very excited when he heard this: "With the old immortal, Liangshan will definitely be able to be unified!"
Chen Ran asked: "How was the harvest of this batch of native smoke?"
Shama Zhuoyi said: "Old immortal, don't worry, this time the quality is high and the quantity is the same. It will be delivered to the caravan soon."
Chen Ran smiled and turned around: "Shama, always remember who made you worry about food and drink, weapons, and gold and silver."
"It's the old god!"
"No, it's soil smoke."
He slowly bent down and touched Shama Zhuoyi's head like a dog's head, with a light of ambition flashing in his eyes: "Use the earth smoke well, Han people, Longyan, they are all weak! In this world, it will be us Yes, it will be ours! Do you understand? We all want to thank the previous Zimo, who discovered the most beautiful flower in the world. It’s a pity that they can’t choose a master... They even ask for Long Yanren, who can Give him what he wants, ridiculous! In that battle, they burned down all the dirt, and if I hadn't stolen some seeds from the academy, we would have lost everything!"
Shama Zhuoyi knelt down obediently, his whole body stiff.
Cold sweat.
Chiguoguo’s warning!
However, he believed these words.
Because he has experienced the charm of earth smoke and its absolute control over people's body and spirit.
…
This idea.
It's terrible.
Xie Zhen is his sworn brother. However, he is also a tolerant enough overlord. Liu Zheng absolutely believed that if he had to choose between the sworn brotherhood and the struggle for world supremacy, Xie Zhen would choose the latter without hesitation.
so.
What was his intention in letting him come to Liangshan?
Could it be...
He had already seen the poppies in Liangshan, and he himself wanted to get involved in drugs?
This guess is possible.
Liu Zheng didn't believe that with so many poppies produced in Liangshan a year, some of them would not flow to Sichuan. In modern times, many Sichuan and Sichuan people were among the caravans that were born due to the Great Smog.
In a TV series "The Warriors Go Out of Sichuan" that Liu Zheng watched, the Sichuan troops in it were said to have two guns, one smoking gun and one rifle. It can be seen that in modern times, the epidemic of smoke in Sichuan and Sichuan was very serious.
history.
There are always striking similarities.
Liu Zheng's eyes slowly closed.
The complexity of the Sichuan-Sichuan region exceeded his imagination.
He opened his eyes and looked at Huo Buquli coldly: "I want to know the ins and outs of how Zmo was killed last time!"
"What?"
Huo Buquli's expression changed drastically.
