Bribing

Author: Yao Jishan

Bribing

Bush's eyes flashed, and then he laughed loudly, saying "good" several times in a row: "Okay, okay, okay. Nothing can be done wrong, nothing can be done about it. The Harqin warriors are the best."

Being brave and good at fighting, am I still worried about not being able to accomplish anything?"

This was a pun, and Da Chang Anxian understood it.

He touched his bare forehead, his smile was as honest as a shepherd grazing on the grassland, and his tone was sincere and even simple:

"The border army is originally a family. We can't differentiate between you and me, otherwise we won't be able to win the war. I don't know anything else in Da Chang'an, but I still know how to follow orders and fight. From now on.

, The commander-in-chief is the commander-in-chief of his subordinates, and his subordinates must listen to the orders given by the commander-in-chief."

"Well, a border army is like a family." Bush laughed up to the sky, and the laughter was so loud that it could almost lift the roof of the tent.

While the two were talking, the wine had been served. Bush personally picked up a small wine jar, stood up and walked to Da Chang'an. He raised the wine jar high and suddenly started singing.

:

"Warrior on the grassland, that brave Harqin hero, drink this wine, walk on the road full of alfalfa flowers, Harqin Snow Mountain is calling you, my hero, drink this wine, please accept

Blessings from the mountain god.”

This is the toast song of grassland shepherds. Whenever a distinguished guest arrives, the shepherds will bring out the milk wine brewed at home, sing this song, offer wine to the distinguished guests, and send good wishes.

Listening to the slightly off-key singing, Da Changan felt his heart surge and his eyes became a little red.

He has been away from his hometown for a long time, and he may not have heard this ancient toast song for a long time. But now, the distinguished master of the Fulun family opened his mouth and sang this poor shepherd’s drinking song to him.

The shepherd's son sent his blessing.

Da Changan's heart beat faster and faster, and his face became redder and redder.

He arrived in Chang'an, how virtuous and capable he was, but he was treated as a guest by the noble Fulun family. Master Bush actually treated him as a distinguished guest and even sang and toasted him in person. This is simply... This is simply...

Da Chang'an felt a roar in his head, a rush of hot blood in his chest and abdomen, and the energy from the wine also surged up, making his hands tremble with excitement.

Bush looked at Da Chang'an with a touched face with satisfaction. Knowing that the other person was really moved by him, he stopped singing and laughed:

"Come, Harqin warrior, drink this vat of wine in one go, and the box of gold ingots will be yours."

He stretched out his arms and pointed to the big case next to him. On the case were three brocade boxes, each of which contained gold ingots of different quantities, adding up to a total of three hundred taels.

It was exactly the number of gold beads that Da Chang'an had given to Gu De before.

Da Changan still had a look of emotion on his face, and his head hung down humbly. However, after hearing the other party's words, his greedy eyes turned to the brocade box. Even though he lowered his head, that

His shining eyes never left the gold.

So much gold!

At this moment, he naturally remembered the gold beads used to bribe Gude, the condescending attitude and bossy words of the major general, and what happened at the banquet at Nadan's family not long ago.

He was actually asked by Gu De to say hello to a lowly Song Dynasty person?

Although several days had passed, after listening to Mr. Bush's toast and seeing the gold on the case, for some reason, Da Chang'an suddenly felt that what happened that day was so disturbing.

He was extremely unhappy.

From the beginning to the end, Major General Gude never looked down upon these old people and treated them like slaves in the family.

When this thought arose, the towering tree in Da Changan's heart took root deeper.

"What's wrong, Da Chang'an? You've been following that boy from Gu De for a long time, and you've become like a girl like him?" Bush said with a smile.

He seemed to be a little drunk, his forehead was shiny, his robe was half-undressed, and there were bear head tattoos on his forehead and chest. The bear's mouth with open fangs matched his wide grin, and he looked like he had no airs.

, no different from those rough armored leaders.

Compared with Mangtai, who is thick on the outside and delicate on the inside, Bulu Shi has a kind of arrogance that is not like that of a royal family, both in appearance and demeanor.

However, thinking about it conversely, it is precisely this kind of arrogance that shows the arrogance and nobility of the Jin Kingdom's royal family.

That is a kind of confidence that is superior to other surnames, and this kind of confidence also needs the right soil, so that it can gradually develop a powerful aura, rather than the submissive appearance of those royal children in the palace.

Brush has obviously accomplished this a long time ago, so by returning to simplicity, he seems to be less magnanimous than Mangtai.

However, in Da Changan's view, it was the Song-like literary style of Mangtai and his son that made him even more uncomfortable.

He was still more willing to deal with people who had similar odors. Moreover, Gudenathan was too young and a bit effeminate in his behavior, so he disliked him from the bottom of his heart.

Without any further hesitation, Da Changan wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes and carefully took the jar of Zhongyuan wine called "Qiu Lu".

As soon as he brought the wine jar in front of him, a strong smell of alcohol rushed into his nose. Just smelling it made him feel like he was drunk.

He was holding the wine jar, his face was getting redder and redder, and his feet were a little unsteady.

"That's right. Harqin's warriors should drink the best wine, ride the strongest horses, and sleep with the most beautiful women." Brush smiled roughly, suddenly stretched out his palms, and made a "pop"

hit.

In an instant, the tent door opened with a sound, and several Jin tribe beauties in light gauze and bare feet filed in. They all crowded in front of Da Changan's case. They all knelt down and fell to the ground, calling out delicately: "

The slaves have seen the master."

"Choose, pick whichever one you like." Bush waved his hand generously, winked at Da Chang'an, and said in a tone that "a man will understand":

"If we Harqin warriors all take a fancy to them, then they will all belong to you. This tent is big enough for you to deal with."

Da Changan's eyes have straightened.

He has always been lustful, especially young beauties, and Bulu Shi thought he knew his fetish. The beauties in front of him were all girls who were no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and they were not from the lowly Song Dynasty, but from the Jin tribe.

Although Da Changan secretly prefers the delicate and soft Song girls and feels that they are more to his taste than the golden girls, the beauties in front of him are gifts from Shangguan, and the golden girls are more noble than those from the Song Dynasty.

Girl, this gave Da Changan great satisfaction.

He didn't even know how he drank the whole bottle of strong liquor.

When he came to his senses, he was surrounded by the singing of orioles, and the fragrance of the beauty made his head dizzy, and he couldn't think of anything else.
Chapter completed!