Only then did King Weitou realize that the King Wusun who was tied up in front of him was most likely not a fake, but the real one.
The people of Zhu Zhao could laugh at him arbitrarily and even kidnap King Wusun, but the king of Weitou did not dare to do this. Wusun is a big country nearby and can destroy Weitou with a snap of the finger. It is not someone Weitou can offend.
However, Weitou also did not dare to offend Zhao State. It may take a lot of effort to destroy Wusun Zhao State. To destroy Weitou, only hundreds of people in front of him are enough.
"Sir..." King Wusun ignored Lord Weitou and looked at Mao Sui flatteringly.
"Let it go." Mao Sui waved his hand and said.
"Thank you sir, thank you sir." King Wusun leaned over and saluted repeatedly. Thanks to his martial arts skills, otherwise he would have been hungry for so long and would not have the energy to salute.
"Let him go, or else he should be killed. Who knows if he will lead an army to attack us after he returns." Lian An said unhappily.
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"No, no. Xiao Wang promises not. Xiao Wang is grateful to you all. How could he send troops to attack before it's too late." King Wusun said quickly, and he was about to write a letter of guarantee.
Lord Weitou opened his mouth wide and stared at this scene in a daze. It turned out that the King of Wusun who he looked up to, the King of Wusun who was aloof, and the King of Wusun who looked down upon him, was actually so humble in front of others.
"We Zhao people are loyal. Since we promised to release him, we must release him." Mao Sui looked at King Wusun and said coldly,
"If King Wusun plans to lead an army to attack us after returning, huh, then next time it won't be as simple as capturing a king."
"Xiao Wang remembers it." King Wusun kept nodding.
"Go back." Mao Sui waved his hand and said.
"Thank you, sir." King Wusun pulled off the rope on his body, looked at Mao Sui deeply, and turned to leave.
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"Your Majesty." As soon as King Wusun left the city, Wusun Xiang and Dalu came to greet him from a distance. They knelt on the ground with a 'pop' sound.
"The incompetence of my ministers has made the king suffer."
"It's not your fault, it's my incompetence!" King Wusun glanced at Weitou City for the last time, then slowly turned around.
A feeling of grief, anger, and humiliation instantly surged into my heart, filling my whole body. This was the first time in so many years that he was so groveling in front of others. The other person was just the person in charge of a country's caravan, an insignificant person, but he could humiliate him like this.
There has never been a moment when King Wusun's desire for power reached this level. If he has the wisdom of the Zhao people, if he has strong military force, if Wusun is a big country with a population of millions, if Wusun has tens of thousands of armored men, if Wusun can also have elite soldiers like Zhao ...Is it someone else who suffers humiliation and is unwilling to accept it?
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"This incident has taught me two things. The first is that you should never look down on anyone, even if the other party does not seem to be a threat. The second is that nothing is as important as strength, especially for a country. ." King Wusun said slowly while looking at the people kneeling in front of him.
"Your Majesty." Wusun Xiang suddenly felt that King Wusun in front of him seemed to be a little different.
"Return to the country, starting from tomorrow, we will do our best to suppress the bandits. We will not allow any uncontrolled forces to appear in our Wusun territory." King Wusun got on his horse and ran towards the Wusun country in large strides.
"Your Majesty..." Lord Weitou looked at Mao Sui.
"Sorry to disturb the monarch. The monarch just prepares a place for us to live. We will leave tomorrow. If possible, prepare some food. Not too much. We will bring our own food. This is a small gift to the monarch." Mao Sui got out of the car. He took off a piece of silk and handed it to Lord Weitou.
He didn't dare to let the Weitou Kingdom be responsible for everyone's food. The Weitou Kingdom only had a population of more than 2,000 people, and hundreds of Zhao people combined could eat Weitou in one meal and destroy the country.
Seeing the silk, King Weitou's eyes were instantly attracted. He wanted to reject it, but he couldn't bear it.
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"Just accept it, your Majesty." Mao Sui could see the thoughts of Lord Weitou at a glance and said with a smile.
"Then it's better for me to be respectful than to obey my orders, little king." King Weitou said, his favorability towards Mao Sui greatly increased.
"Come here, free up the west side of the city for the envoys to live, and prepare some food."
"How far is it from Dawan?" After settling in, Mao Sui called the guide over and asked.
"If we walk one day further, we will reach Dawan's territory. However, it will take about a month and a half to reach Guishan City, the capital of Dawan." The guide said.
"Tell me about the situation in Dawan and what should be paid attention to." Mao Sui said.
"There are about 300,000 people in Dawan who live in pursuit of water and grass. They are good at raising horses. They have good horses that can travel thousands of miles, but they are not easy to give to others. In addition, everyone in Dawan is good at using grapes to make wine. , every household has a bottle of wine that will last for decades,” the guide said.
"Can you really travel a thousand miles in a day?" Mao Sui didn't believe it. There are many horses in the Zhongyuan that are said to be thousands of miles a day, but this is an exaggeration. There are very few horses that can truly travel a thousand miles a day, and it can even be said that there are almost none.
"It's really possible. The young one is from Dawan." The guide patted his chest and said with great confidence.
"It should be no problem to exchange for a small number of war horses." Mao Sui said.
"It should be possible. Last year, there was a group of businessmen from the east like you, who called themselves Qin people, and the king gave them a pair of sweat horses. If the boss wants it, the younger one can help buy some through connections, but the younger one is stronger It’s limited, the quantity won’t be too much,” the guide said.
"Qin people!" Mao Sui and Lian An looked at each other and saw the alertness in each other's eyes.
"That is the brother country of our Zhao State." Mao Sui laughed and said,
"Are they still in Dawan?"
"Left long ago," the guide said.觛
"Where's Kang Ju?"
"Kangju is further away. Kangju is in the northwest of Dawan." said the guide.
"Then let's go to Dawan first." Mao Sui said.
"If the owner wants to sell this batch of goods at a better price, I suggest selling them to the west of Dawan. The people there are good at doing business and the business is prosperous. It is completely different from the east of Dawan." The guide said.
"Okay, I listen to you. If I can sell it at a good price, your reward will be indispensable." Mao Sui said with a smile.
"Can you choose a reward for me?" Dawan's guide leaned over and asked, with a flattering smile on his face.
"You said, as long as it's within a reasonable range." Mao Sui said.觛
"The younger one wants to join the Kingdom of Zhao." the guide said.
"Join Zhao Kingdom?" Mao Sui was a little surprised, but still nodded.
"You are very welcome to join the State of Zhao. Our State of Zhao needs talents like you." Mao Sui took out a household registration sheet from the car.
"This is the household registration of my country of Zhao. Tell me your name, age, and place of residence. I will fill it in for you. From now on, you will be a native of Zhao."
"Name: Qian. Age. My parents died early and I have forgotten my age. Just fill in at thirty-five. Residence, um, Dawan." Dawan guide said.
Soon, the household registration was filled out and Mao Sui handed it to Qian. Qian solemnly placed it in his clothes, close to his chest.
From now on, he is a native of Zhao!觛
