The first day of August was the day planned for the tribal leaders to pay their respects to the Duke.
Things were rushed, not all the people came, and all kinds of things were not complete, so that officials from Dajin Taichang and Honglu departments, who jointly organized the ceremony, complained repeatedly.
However, the ceremony process was completed as designed.
It is similar to the ceremony of congratulations in the Central Plains. The core is the tribes. The nobles and nobles line up their seats, enter the court in batches, say some formal words, and present gifts.
After the greetings are over, everyone is given a banquet.
This banquet was very prairie style, with bonfires lit, barbecues made, wine drunk, prairie girls dancing, and strong men wrestling. The overall style was mixed.
But this is not the key. The core is to determine the identity of the monarch and his ministers. That is to say, from now on, the Daigong is their monarch and they must be loyal and must not rebel.
After the end of the banquet, there will be a sacrifice to heaven in the western suburbs on the second day of August.
Shao Xun was not a proxy. He set up a tent far away and was guarded by his own soldiers. While drinking tea, he listened to the reports from the officials and soldiers coming and going.
There are still seven wooden sculptures on the altar, representing the seven brother tribes besides the Tuoba clan that continue the Tuoba bloodline.
This group of people is really boring. The ten surnames of Tuoba are also divided into high and low. The tribe inherited by Tuoba Lin's uncle and brothers does not have as high status as the other eight tribes.
However, those present today are Tuoba tribe, Pu tribe, Baba tribe (Changsun tribe), Qihai tribe, and Daxi tribe. There is also a Tuoba tribe over Tuoba Yihuai. This tribe suffered casualties and a number of people were captured.
, two points remain.
The Dugu, Feng, Zhai, Poliuhan, Buliugu and other tribes also have a large number of people, plus other wealthy tribes, etc., which together far exceed the core tribe of Tuoba.
The backgrounds of the dynasty of the Wang family, mother and son are quite different.
"What do the nobles think of Taichang and the officials in Honglu?" Shao Xun asked, calling to Liu Bai, who came in to communicate.
"Some people are dissatisfied and think it is too troublesome and not in line with Xianbei tradition." Liu Bai replied: "But the officials and some powerful people in the imperial court approved it and thought it was solemn, orderly, elegant and noble, and it was better than before."
"It's not easy to shave a horse's head." Shao Xun put down his tea bowl and said with a smile: "I've been looking around a few days ago, and I've dried up my saliva. Finally, I didn't let this Daiguo fall apart."
In fact, they have dispersed slightly, mainly because some tribes north of Yinshan Mountain have fled and defected to Tuoba Yihuai.
They would rather accept the rule of Helan Aitou, who is more ignorant and barbaric, than surrender to Tuoba Shiyiqian, a puppet in their eyes.
If you don't agree with each other, just leave. Maybe these tribes are originally ignorant. They were attracted by the identity of the eldest son of Shiyi Jian and found that there were many things they couldn't accept, so they left. It's normal.
"What did they discuss in private?" Shao Xun asked again.
Liu Bai was a little embarrassed and said: "They are talking nonsense."
Shao Xun laughed, waved his hand and said: "Go ahead and continue to inquire."
Liu Bai saluted and left.
Shao Xun put the tea bowl on the other side and spread out the map.
In fact, after living in Pingyang for several years, he can already speak some simple Xiongnu and Jie languages, but not Xianbei and Wuhuan languages.
He planned to take some time to learn more of these foreign language conversations. When they met in the future, he would say a few words to increase his goodwill and facilitate the united front.
The clerk sent several more military reports, and Shao Xun read them slowly.
The war in Jingzhou has ended. Both sides have withdrawn their troops. Wang Dun fell ill and was pursued when he retreated. He lost two counties of Suiguo and suffered a heavy loss.
Someone in Ruyin County offered his city to Jiangdong, and Zhang Shuo, the governor of the Yinqiang Zhongying camp, led his troops to seek peace. Now the liquidation is beginning.
There were also people from Qiao who offered the city, but it was a pity that the Wu soldiers who came along the way were just here to plunder, and had no intention of launching a large-scale attack. Zhang Shuo sent his troops eastward, joined forces with Qiao and Pei, and recaptured these cities.
To the west, the Huns sent out troops in two directions. One attacked Hongnong and was defeated by Shao Shen; the other attacked Hedong. Xi Jian's attack was average and he suffered some losses, killing and wounding many men. However, he relied on defending the city to defeat the enemy and pursued them.
At that time, there was a small gain.
In the direction of Xuzhou, Zu Ti was ordered to go north - but he was just following orders and seemed to lack the passion of the past.
In the end, each of them stopped their troops and the battle line remained unchanged.
The Yuwen clan did not raid Youzhou this year, which made Shao Xun a little uncomfortable.
The wars in these directions can no longer affect the overall situation.
Jiangdong didn't have much motivation to go north. The Xiongnu wanted to go east, but their more capable troops were only more than 20,000, and their strength was limited.
By now, more and more people must have seen clearly that at least the situation in the north is very stable and the world's pattern is very clear.
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At the end of the heaven-sacrifice ceremony, it was already dark and a carriage stopped outside the tent.
"Your Majesty." Wang walked in excitedly.
Shao Xun looked at her face and realized that the power of secret power was really amazing.
She has changed.
She is only nineteen years old now. When she is twenty-nine or thirty-nine, she does not know how she will be alienated by power.
"Come here." Shao Xun waved.
The excitement on Wang's face subsided slightly and she walked over slowly.
She first lit the candle in the tent, and then stood not far away in confusion.
She had a strange premonition that King Liang was going to do something to her today.
This hunch is not without reason.
Before congratulating and offering sacrifices to heaven, he had been wandering around, visiting powerful and noble people, promising huge profits, and wooing them from all sides. Otherwise, today's scene would not have been so big.
After these are stabilized, he may need payment.
Shao Xun tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Are you disobedient?"
Wang said in a low voice: "As long as you are nice to me..."
Shao Xun chuckled.
When she heard this laughter, Wang blushed a little, as if the man had seen through the tangled and complicated psychology in her heart.
She finally came over and was held in Shao Xun's arms.
Wang pretended to look at the map on the desk, her body stiff.
"Unknowingly, the war with Tuoba Xianbei has come to this day." Shao Xun moved his hand downwards, stroking it deftly: "Three years ago, when I was patrolling the border fortress in the north, Tuoba Yulu suddenly went south, and I almost killed him.
I was blocked in Kelan. The war started and continues to this day."
Under the candlelight, Wang Shi twisted her body uneasily.
"There was an arrogant member of Bu Liugu's family who said that after Yu Lu went south to conquer Pingyang, he would marry me as his wife, but I pulled out his tongue."
Mrs. Wang shook her head slightly, not knowing whether she felt uncomfortable, felt comfortable, or was denying something for her husband.
"On the first day of the first lunar month, when I saw my wife, I became interested in her."
Wang's stiff body gradually softened, and she turned her head to look at Shao Xun, with some surprise and something inexplicable in her eyes.
"You don't look like a Wuhuan person at all."
"Both men and women, they all seem to have eye creases, and their faces are flat and round, full of flesh. You are different, you have nothing in common with them."
"Their bodies are very strong. Your waist is too slender, but it suddenly enlarges below the waist. Your legs are very long, strong and powerful."
As Wang listened, she felt a chill in her buttocks and her loose trousers were pulled down.
It was August, and there was a slight chill in the tent. The candlelight cast a pale yellow halo on the two round petals.
Under the halo, there are fine goose bumps, one by one.
The lady who had just presided over the sacred ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, and the actual ruler of the country who had just accepted the obeisance and allegiance of the elders of the grassland tribes, were gently pushed down on the table.
The upper garment was pushed up, revealing the thrilling curves.
Endless mountain peaks lay upside down on the map of Dai, slightly collapsed, just like the power of Dai.
"Your Majesty, please don't..." Mrs. Wang begged softly: "The nobles have not finished leaving yet."
"So what?" Shao Xun didn't give any face.
The noble woman whom the noble man of the prairie worships is like a rouge-colored mare, opening the place where she gave birth to the noble son of the prairie in front of him for him to enjoy.
"Your Majesty..." Wang was worried and didn't want him to succeed, so she shook it violently.
She put her face on the map, opened her mouth slightly, and drooled some saliva, soaking in the four characters "Dongmugen Mountain".
After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, opened her mouth, and breathed in gently. Her whole body was so stiff that she didn't dare to move.
Slowly, as if something was released from the bottom of her heart, she exhaled the turbid breath slowly and slowly, and her whole body softened.
The man behind him sighed contentedly.
Mrs. Wang dropped some broken jars, she blushed and closed her eyes gently.
…
Another team of carriages and horses came outside the tent.
Shi Yiqian couldn't sit still and wanted to get out of the car, but was stopped by Wang Chang.
He glared at Wang Chang, opened the carriage curtain, and glanced at the tent.
This tent stood a mile away from the altar, but no one could ignore it, so much so that some people talked about it softly during the sacrifice.
Shi Yiqian was confused and a little angry.
In his mind, how could the King of Liang of Jin compare with his late father's wisdom and martial prowess?
But his mother repeatedly scolded him and asked him to serve the morning and evening, which made him feel even more humiliated.
Taking advantage of Wang Chang's unpreparedness, he jumped off the carriage and headed towards the camp, but was soon stopped by the Shaw family's soldiers.
Shi Yiqian was helpless and shouted twice before being led back by Wang Chang.
In the tent, Ms. Wang was lying on the table, her left hand lowered to the ground, her right hand clenched into a fist and placed near her mouth.
Most of his head had been knocked away from the desk and was hanging in the air, with his hair shaking violently back and forth.
After hearing Shi Yijian's cry, she suddenly woke up and subconsciously wanted to struggle.
But it's too late...
On the map, Pingcheng, the capital of Dai Kingdom, has been overwhelmed by countless elite soldiers just like this war.
…
When the moon rose above the willow branches, Wang finally returned to the carriage.
She clamped her legs tightly and avoided the eyes of her son, Wang Chang and others.
The carriage rumbled and drove to Pingcheng.
As she walked, she looked gloomy and frowned, as if she had many worries.
For a moment, her eyes stayed on her son for a long time.
Shi Yijian looked at his mother in confusion.
Wang didn't say anything, just sighed.
Wang Changruo realized something and didn't pay too much attention.
Some things didn't mean much on the grassland. What he was more concerned about was when King Liang would leave.
If the army does not withdraw, they will not be able to truly take power.
He had an ominous premonition that Dai Guo seemed to be gradually deviating from his original vision and slowly becoming out of control.
He couldn't help but glance at Shi Yiqian secretly. Dai Gong's future became more and more confusing.
There was also movement on the other side of the camp, and the army marched towards Baidengtai.
Many Jin officials have come recently, and the King of Liang often receives them there, but he doesn't know what they are planning.
Chapter completed!