"Uh-"
Song Che opened the door, stretched and yawned and walked out, "Aren't you sixty years old, Khan? You get up so early in the winter?"
Cha Cai said: "Our great Khan and ministers of Hu State, no matter how cold or hot it is in spring, summer, autumn or winter, they always get up before dawn. How can they be as lazy as you Liang people!"
Arhan said: "Mr. Song, the horses have been prepared outside the palace. Please follow us into the palace."
"Don't you want to eat breakfast?" Song Che asked.
Arhan said: "We Hu people only eat two meals a day, before noon and after nightfall."
Song Che curled his lips, "You guys live a really rough life."
At this time, Tuya also walked out of the house. She lowered her head to cover her face and quietly hid behind Song Che.
"Your Highness Princess, Liang Ren's body is naturally not as strong as Hu Ren's. You'd better take it easy at night, lest this Liang Ren -"
"Snapped!"
Before Chachai could finish teasing him, Song Che slapped him in the face and said coldly: "Who are you? How dare you talk to the princess in such a tone?"
"you!"
"Seven left."
Song Che turned his head and said to Tuya behind him: "If he dares to offend you again from now on, just slap him. No matter how much you slap him, it's all mine."
Tuya glanced at Chachai, who was furious but helpless, and laughed secretly.
Song Che straightened his collar, flicked his sleeves, walked around Chachai and walked out of the house.
Outside the mansion.
A line of guards and three horses were ready.
Song Che came to the horse, and as soon as he got on the horse's back, the horse started to move like crazy, raising its hooves in different directions, trying to shake him off its back.
"Hush!"
"Don't move! Stop!"
Song Che held the reins tightly and almost fell off the horse several times. "Come and help me!" He could only ask for help.
Arhan and Chachai looked on with cold eyes, both looking at the excitement. Chachai said: "Mr. Song, Huma is as fierce as fire and usually only succumbs to the strong. It's not that we won't help you. You must tame it yourself, otherwise it will never carry you."
"You clearly found an untamed wild horse!"
"Hey, Mr. Song is talking nonsense, but don't talk nonsense, lest it spreads out and says that our country, Hu, treated the envoys of Daliang badly, hahaha..."
They and the guards laughed.
Song Che scolded them all in his heart, as well as the eighteen generations of ancestors of the horse under his crotch, but he still couldn't tame it. He was about to be shaken off by the fierce horse before he saw it -
"Husband!"
Tuya rushed out of the house, grabbed the reins, bounced on the spot, and rode behind Song Che. She taught: "Don't panic, hold the horse's belly tightly with your legs, hold the reins with your hands, and when it raises its front hooves, you can go towards it." Lean forward, and if it raises its hind hooves, you will fall back..."
Teaching step by step, chest to back, and after a while, the crazy horse calmed down.
"Husband, are you okay?" Tuya wiped the sweat from Song Che's forehead with her sleeve.
Song Che took a deep breath and shook his head, "It's okay..."
"Tsk tsk...Mr. Song, it seems you are still not good at it. You can't even compare to the women of our Hu tribe!" Chachai seized the opportunity to mock.
"Come here and I'll tell you another secret."
"Oh, you still want to do this? From now on——"
"Snapped!"
A boot hit Chachai squarely on the face.
Song Che shook his feet with only socks on, and sneered: "If you don't come close, I can't slap you? There are still six left."
After Tuya tamed the horse, he got off the horse, picked up his shoes and put them on for Song Che, leaving a message: "Next time, husband, be careful." Then he hid his face and ran back to the mansion.
An ugly girl is a prosperous husband, isn't she?
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royal palace.
It seemed that they had been carefully prepared. Outside the main hall square, rows of troops stood tall. They were all eight feet tall, wearing heavy armor and evil ghost masks on their faces, giving them a full sense of oppression.
This is by no means a welcoming formation, but to show off the majesty of the Hu army.
"Mr. Song, do you have such heavy armored cavalry in Liang?" Arhan deliberately provoked.
"No." Song Che shook his head and added: "But Dijon did, but they were still pressed to the ground and rubbed by our Daliang army."
Arhan grimaced: "The heavy armored cavalry of the Hu State are many times more powerful than those of Dijon."
Song Che asked: "Then why don't you attack them? You are all nomads. You should have a greater sense of accomplishment by conquering them."
Arhan said softly: "It will be a matter of time."
Enter the palace hall.
The civil and military officials of Hu State each took their own side. Sitting in the main hall was an old man in his sixties wearing a jeweled crown. Next to him stood three young and middle-aged people of about the same age.
The great Han Dynasty Timur of the Hu State, the eldest prince Sultan, the second prince Kuimu, and the third prince Bach.
From the moment Song Che entered the palace, dozens of pairs of eyes stared directly at him, like a group of jackals, tigers and leopards that had seen their prey.
Song Che strode to the front of the hall with his head held high and his chest high, looking up at the beam, full of arrogance.
"It is said that people in Daliang are very knowledgeable about etiquette. I don't think it's just words. Why don't you bow to us when you see us sweating profusely!" Hu Chen scolded.
Song Che hummed softly: "I am an envoy of the superior state, so naturally I will not worship the master of the lower state!"
"That's so arrogant!" Hu Chen stepped forward and asked mockingly: "How can your superior country cede territory and surrender in order to live in peace?"
Song Che said: "Liangzhou is a barren land. To us, the Liang Dynasty, it is like chicken ribs. It is tasteless to eat and it is a pity to abandon it. It is better to give it to you. How can we surrender and cede the land? On the contrary, it is your country, and it is a pity. It’s really a shame to be so complacent about a small piece of land!”
"you!"
"Ha... What a useless thing to say. When you came, you saw that there were more than 100,000 prisoners outside the city and thousands of prostitutes in the city. They were all Beiliang soldiers and women from Daliang. The Shangbang Celestial Dynasty is really so generous. Not only To cede the land, you have to abandon your people!" Another Hu Chen came forward and verbally attacked Song Che.
Song Che walked towards him step by step and reprimanded: "The purpose of ceding territory to end the war was to provide a safe place for the people of the two countries. Not only did your country refuse to thank you, but you also captured innocent people as slaves and prostitutes. It is really unkind and unjust. On the other hand, I, Daliang, are open to questioning." , set up restraints, enfeoff vassal states, and treat foreigners equally, this is the pattern of the superior state and the dynasty!"
Another Hu minister came forward to retort: "The pattern you mentioned, in the eyes of us Hu people, is just a weak excuse! Youdao says, 'Those who are not of my race must have different minds.' If there is a different mind, If we kill them all and leave the remnants behind, the consequences will be endless!"
Song Che smiled coldly, walked up to the Hu Chen, and said softly: "I, the Liang people, have ruled the Central Plains for thousands of years. We are the master of the unified Celestial Dynasty. It is the mercy of my master that we do not exterminate all the foreign races. So, who? They are the remnant, who is the 'future trouble'?"
"You! You... how dare you criticize Sang and Huai!"
"Hahaha... you are deceiving yourself!"
"Stop talking nonsense. When I see the Great Khan, do you want to bow or not?"
Unable to fight with words and swords, the general rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, surrounding Song Che.
Song Che was not afraid at all. He stared at the generals and asked loudly:
"Those who are sensible and persuade others with virtue are called gentlemen; those who are uneducated and advocate violence are barbarians. Do you want to practice the courtesy of a gentleman, or do you want to use the tactics of a barbarian!?"
