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Volume 11 Zhang Gong Bei Wang She Sirius Chapter 1120 The Covenant (15)

"Master Bolshu, there is a Han businessman who wants to see you, and he said he brought a message from a noble man."

Boer Shu was a little surprised, he was slightly stunned, and quickly looked at the Taoist, but Boer Shu waved his hand casually, "Let him come in."

The Mongolian people stopped eating and drinking. These days, there were very few people who came to the tent of Mongolian envoys to pay homage to them.

Over the years, the Mongolian tribes defeated the Jamukha coalition, the Meyerki, the Tatars, and now they are attacking the Jin Kingdom.

On the grassland, the Mongolians have become increasingly fearful and should have been respected.

But Sangkun of the Krei tribe did not like Genghis Khan, and this was not a secret on the grassland. Arranged the Mongolian tribes in remote places rather than in their own tents, which made it more clear that his attitude was expressed.

This made those who wanted to make friends with the Mongolian tribes and envoys choose to retreat because the Sikrei tribe was one of the masters of this alliance. It was unwise to offend the Kerei tribe in such a place. Therefore, the tents of the Mongolian messengers were always deserted and no one came to visit them.

Especially those merchants who are good at observing words and expressions are far away from the envoys of the Mongolian tribes and do not intend to trade with them. Moreover, the Mongolian tribes are far away from the northeast, and few merchants are willing to go so far to trade with the Mongolians. In addition, the Mongolians are very poor and have nothing to trade.

Perhaps there are really no one on the grasslands that are willing to deal with Mongolian tribes except those horse bandits.

The Mongolian tribes had a bad reputation on the grasslands. When they traded with the horse bandits and took the things they stolen for themselves, their reputation was even more disgusting.

But today, a Han businessman came to visit the envoys of Mongolian tribes and brought other people's oral messages, which made Borshu very curious and excited. He thought to himself that some people were still in awe of the majesty of Mongolian tribes.

When he came to the central grassland this time, he clearly felt that the Mongolian tribes could not continue like this. The grassland tribes needed strong allies, especially when the Krei tribes united with the Tatars, conquest was not the only commendable theme on the grassland, but more of them were mutual alliances and mutual restraints.

During the rise of the Mongols, there were too many enemies. Now it is time for the Mongolian tribes that are fighting with the Jin people to ease their relationship with other tribes.

Maybe, this is the beginning...

When the Mongolian guards guarding outside the tent brought in a fat Han businessman and the Tatar follower and translator he brought with him, Bolshu was already full of imagination.

His attitude was very gentle. He smiled and said to the Han businessman who was politely bowing: "If you can come to our tent, you will be our guests. The Mongolians have always been enthusiastic about their guests. Unfortunately, this is the Yunwai Grassland. If it is in the Northeast, you will get the best hospitality..."

The fat Chinese businessman listened to the translation of the Tatar follower next to him, and had a rather honest smile on his face.

However, after understanding what the master said, he did not show much attention, and his smile did not change much, but just bowed slightly...

"You don't have to be so kind. Master Envoy from the far northeast, I am just a small businessman, not worthy of such treatment as someone like you, and..."

The smile of the Han merchant instantly appeared a little strange, "I came to your tent and brought a message from a noble man. I think, if you don't mind, please let your followers retreat. I believe, after you listen to this message..."

The Han businessman did not continue talking, but just laughed.

The Mongolians in the tent were a little surprised, but the words translated by the Tatars still hurt them. Someone immediately put his greasy hands on the hilt of the knife around his waist.

Borshu's face changed, which was too different from what he expected. It was like being tricked, and anger arose in his heart at the same time. However, Genghis Khan's most trustworthy Mongolian households, he immediately realized that something bad might happen.

He frowned and looked at the Han businessman. The Han businessman did not look at him or urged him. He just waited quietly for his answer. His eyes then turned to the Taoist beside him and nodded with a smile.

This made the Mongolians, who were used to the cowardly appearance of Han people after attacking Jin, were particularly angry, and some people's eyes began to turn slightly red.

At this time, Bolshu slapped the table, swept the faces of the followers with majestic eyes, suppressing their murderous intent and anger, and then he said with a cold face: "I really want to know who the noble person you are? Why can't you tell me the message openly? We Mongolians don't like such conversations..."

Listening to the translation of the Tatar followers, the Han merchants just nodded slightly from time to time, and then smiled and said, "Well, since that's the case, the villain will serve as the champion general of the Qin Dynasty, the Marquis of Dingjun, and the Hedong Xuanfu Envoy, let you know... "

"etc……"

At this moment, Bolshu really couldn't sit still. The name of the Qin general Zhao Shi was almost calloused when he heard it.

Moreover, from the Taoist people, you can also know the detailed origin of this person.

Such a man who not only had great power in Qin, but also had an unparalleled reputation here, sent a merchant to bring oral messages to the envoys of the Mongolian tribes. His contempt for the Mongolian tribes was obvious.

However, the Mongolian Wanhu Lord no longer cared about this, and he felt the crisis.

He decisively interrupted the merchant, waved his hand quickly, and sternly said: "The others went out and guarded the tent outside. Without my instructions, no one was allowed to come in..."

So, the Mongolians came out in a row. When the Taoist stood up and was about to walk out of the tent, the Han businessman spoke again, "This Taoist friend, please stay, the general asked you to listen."

At this time, the young Taoist priest who had been calm finally changed his face. Even though he was determined and had far-reaching plans, he had always been very conceited, but at first he heard that his name had entered the ears of the Qin general. Under the shock of his mind, there was an unspeakable panic spreading in his heart.

However, then, he straightened his body straight, tried his best to make himself reserved, smiled with a little self-deprecating smile, and said, "I didn't expect that the general is so noble, he still remembers a little person like me, and I am ashamed."

This time, no translation is needed. The Chinese businessman laughed, and the fat on his face kept shaking. "Don't be ashamed, you are still a little self-aware. You know that our generals are busy with work and are not worthy of too much trouble for rats like you. However, speaking of this, our brothers have long admired your name, and we have met today. Fortunately, we will be lucky."

The word "Rat" didn't make Taoist feel anything, but the tone of Jianghu was revealed, which immediately surprised him, and then he carefully looked at the fat man.

The fat man's aura was different at this time, revealing the toughness and arrogance hidden in his fat body, and clasped his fists slightly, "My surname is Meng, and others call me Fat Man Meng. If you have the chance, you will meet in the world in the future. I will definitely ask for advice. The skills of your northern Taoist leader..."

"But speaking of this, although you are so famous, your work is not very glorious. You have repeatedly assassinated our generals in Hedong, leaving our brothers with a loss of face. Many people are thinking about your leader, but who would have thought that the leader of the Northern Taoist Sect actually hid in the territory of the Hu people in the Northeast and became his dog-headed military advisor? Admiration, admire..."

Such sinister jokes made the Taoist's muscles twitch a few times, but he also sarcastically said, "There are just lackeys from the Qin court. There are countless heroes in the north, and we want to see how long you can be arrogant."

The fat man was a talkative person, shook his head and smiled, "There are many heroes in the north, but there are few people who forget their ancestors in the number of dictionaries. If you serve the Hu people, life will be difficult. By the way, after you go back, we will definitely leave you on the Monument of Sin. Many of your followers leave their names on it. How can you, the leader, be alone? Qiu Chuji...haha, a good name..."

As the two of them spoke, the Mongolians had left cleanly. No one could understand what the two Han people were saying, which made these Mongolians feel distracted and could not have the idea of ​​helping each other...

The Taoist looked as if he was blue and returned to Bolshu and sat down. He felt so uncomfortable that his heart was burning, his hands and feet were trembling, and he couldn't control himself...

Boer Shu glanced at the Taoist, turned his head, his face was already extremely solemn, "As a messenger, he came to insult the most honorable guests of the Mongolian tribes. I think this behavior is not the etiquette of the Han people, right?"

Since it has reached this point, Fatty Meng no longer hides it, and he doesn't plan to be a little bit too low. A Hu man, a Han rat man, really makes people feel no desire for respect. Even though this Hu man has some momentum and thinks that he has a good status in the Mongolian tribes, the Hu man is a Hu man, so you don't have to be polite to talk to them...

(It actually came out at 8 o'clock. The typing was concentrating on it, and the efficiency was very good. However, Acao still had to go to have a meal. She was so hungry that she was obsessed with her back. She worked so hard, wouldn't you support her?) (To be continued. Please search for Acamera, the novel is better and faster!)
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