When Mu Hongyi heard him ask this question, she suddenly smiled mysteriously, showing her white jade-like teeth, and said: "This is the custom of our Baima tribe. All women must put feathers in their hats when they reach adulthood until they die."
"Oh..." Li Qianmo nodded, thought for a moment, and then frowned, "But why do some people have three feathers on their hats, some have two feathers, and some have just one."
Mu Hongyi's face turned red when she heard this, and she lowered her head without answering him. As soon as she lowered her head, the long feathers on her hat stretched out in front of Li Qianmo. Li Qianmo had never seen such white and beautiful feathers, and he was curious.
Feeling excited, I reached out and touched it to see what kind of bird feathers it was.
But just as he grabbed the feather, Mu Hongyi suddenly raised her head and wanted to speak. As soon as she raised her head, a feather left her hat and stopped in Li Qianmo's hand.
"Ah!" Mu Hongyi screamed in shock when she saw this, staring blankly at the feather in Li Qianmo's hand, speechless.
Li Qianmo quickly said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I just thought... this can be inserted, I will help you insert it." After saying this, he was about to insert the feather back into Mu Hongyi's vagina.
On the hat.
Mu Hongyi hurriedly turned her head to avoid it, stood up and said, "No need, I'll give it to you." As she spoke, her cheeks suddenly turned red. Fortunately, the sun was just rising, so it was not easy to detect it under the fiery red sunlight.
"I...I should go back." Mu Hongyi suddenly became embarrassed, said something hastily, and hurried away.
Li Qianmo stood up in a daze, looking at her retreating back, feeling very puzzled. Then he looked at the snow-white feathers in his hands, and murmured: "I just plucked a feather. Why did it suddenly become so strange?"
Mu Hongyi returned to her tent, got into bed, and covered herself tightly with the quilt. Not long after, her happy laughter came from the quilt.
Just at this moment, a shout suddenly came from outside: "Hongyi, Hongyi, are you there?"
Mu Hongyi opened the quilt and frowned in displeasure: "It's this annoying Tatamu again. He didn't come earlier and he won't come later, but now he comes to ruin my mood."
"Hongyi, are you there?" The man outside kept calling, dozens of times and still didn't stop.
Mu Hongyi was annoyed by his noise and shouted in displeasure: "What are you calling? You are bringing the dead back to life!"
The man outside said happily: "Ah, Hongyi, you are indeed here, can I come in?"
"No, you can't come in!" Mu Hongyi refused in one breath.
"Oh, can you come out?" the man asked again.
Mu Hongyi knew that she couldn't send him away without giving him an explanation, so she could only jump out of bed reluctantly, opened the curtain and walked out.
I saw a strong young man with dark skin standing outside. He wore felt clothes tied sideways, revealing his iron tower-like muscles. When he saw Mu Hongyi come out, he was immediately happy. He grinned happily, showing two rows of white teeth, and said: "
Hongyi, come out."
Mu Hongyi rolled her eyes and spat angrily: "Nonsense, can't you see it with your eyes? Could it be that the person standing in front of you is a ghost?"
"How could it be possible? The red dress is the moon of our White Horse clan. How could it be a ghost?" the swarthy young man said with a smile.
Mu Hongyi immediately felt much better after hearing this, and said impatiently: "Okay, Tatamu, why do you want to see me?"
Tatamu reached out and patted the strong bow on his back, and said happily: "I call you to go falconry."
"Falcon?" Mu Hongyi's heart moved when she heard this. What the children of the prairie envied most was the goshawk that fought for nine days, but they could not fly in the sky like an eagle, so they became keen on falconry. As long as they shot the eagle down
, in a sense, they have conquered the sky.
But the falcon flies too high. Without a strong bow and precise archery, it is impossible to shoot down the eagle. The difficulty is very high. There are only ten people who can hunt eagles in such a prairie, and Tatamu is one of them.
First, because he is an excellent archer and is very good at wrestling and fighting, he was personally awarded the title of the No. 1 Warrior of the Baima Tribe by the leader of the Hairuo Tribe.
"Come on, I've got the horses ready." Tatamu said, pointing not far away, where he saw a middle-aged man holding two horses, looking this way.
For some reason, Mu Hongyi wanted to go to Falcon, but she just didn't want to go with Tatamu. She pondered for a moment and then shook her head and said, "I won't go, you can go by yourself."
"Ah, why?" Tatamu asked anxiously, unexpectedly she refused, "Didn't you always say you wanted to go to Falconry with me? Why don't you go now?"
Mu Hongyi rolled her eyes and found an excuse, saying, "I don't know how to hunt falcons, so why are I there, picking up prey for you?"
"How could it be!" Tatamu said anxiously, "How could I ask you to pick up prey for me? If you don't know how, I can teach you."
"I don't want you to teach me." Mu Hongyi stuck out her tongue at him, turned around and got into the tent. No matter how much Tatamu called, she ignored him. Tatamu had no choice but to walk back to the horseman.
around.
At this moment, a young man who was trying his best to dress up suddenly rushed over and shouted urgently from a distance: "Tatamu, it's bad, the envoy of the Kusang tribe is here!"
"What!" Tatamu was startled when he heard this, and suddenly said with an angry face, "We have agreed with the Kusang tribe to pay tribute once every three years. They only came last year, why are they here again!"
"I don't know." The messenger gasped, "I don't know the purpose of their coming this time. Just don't come here to ask for tribute."
"Humph, he dares!" Tatamu stared with stern eyes and strode towards the camp of Chief Hairuo.
At this moment, in the camp of Chief Hairuo, a middle-aged man dressed in strange clothes stood proudly. He had an upturned beard, a high and pointed nose, and a little blue eyes. At first glance, he looked like a Baima tribesman.
Different, this is the envoy of the Kusang tribe.
At this moment, in the tent, Chief Hairuo and several other distinguished elders of the clan were kneeling on the ground, saluting the envoy, but Li Qianmo was sitting in the guest seat, drinking highland barley wine, contentedly.
The envoy naturally noticed Li Qianmo, his thick eyebrows suddenly knitted, and he said displeasedly: "Clan Chief Hairuo, why doesn't this man salute me?"
Hai Ruo turned his head and glanced at Li Qianmo, and said quickly: "Messenger Zaerlun, please calm down. This person is hard of hearing and is a foreigner. He is a guest here, so I don't know your identity as the envoy. Please forgive me."
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"Oh, it turns out he is deaf." Messenger Zaerlun suddenly nodded, no longer caring about this, and waved for them all to get up.
After the leader of the Hairuo tribe stood up, he immediately showed Zaerlun his seat. The two parties were seated separately. Hairuo smiled and asked, "Messenger Zaerlun, what are you doing with your visit to our Baima tribe this time?"
Zaerun glanced at him sideways and said arrogantly: "Of course it's for tribute."
"What!" All the elders present here exclaimed after hearing this. Hai Ruo was also shocked after hearing this, but he suppressed the shock and forced a smile, "Envoy Zaerlun, last year we sent all the tributes
It has passed, and the contract states that tribute should be paid once every three years, but there are still two years left."
Zharlun snorted coldly and said: "King Zhamukhan passed away last winter, and King Ural Khan took over. The tribute collected last year was collected by Zhamukhan, but King Ural Khan has not confiscated it yet, so it must be paid this year.
Don't worry, we will collect it every three years from now on. This time is just a special occasion."
"That's it." Hai Ruo frowned and pondered for a moment when he heard the words, then suddenly raised his head and said, "It's just that, Envoy Zaerlun, since our clan only paid tribute last year, it has only been more than eight months, and the time is really too short.
, we simply cannot prepare enough tribute, can you please plead with King Ural Khan on our behalf."
"Ah, haha..." Messenger Zaerlun burst out laughing when he heard this. Hairuo and the elders were surprised when they saw him suddenly laughing, and felt very uneasy in their hearts.
Zarlun said with a smile on his face: "Clan Chief Hairuo, our great King Ural Khan is so wise. He has long expected that you will be in this situation, so let me give you a good suggestion."
"Oh, is it true?" Hai Ruo said happily after hearing this, "Envoy, please speak."
Zharlun stroked his curved beard and said with a smile: "The great King Ural Khan said, Chief Hairuo, your daughter Zhakomu Hongyi is the most beautiful woman in the grassland, known as the bright moon on the grassland, the great
King Ural Khan said that he really wants to see this little moon. As long as you give your daughter to the King, all future tributes will be waived."
"What!" Hai Ruo exclaimed when he heard the words, then his eyes widened and he suddenly slapped the table and yelled, "This is unreasonable!"
Zaerun was startled by his scolding, and stared and shouted: "Zha Kehairuo, you actually yelled at me!"
"Why not!" A thick shout suddenly came from outside the tent. As soon as he finished speaking, a strong young man broke in, it was Tatamu.
As soon as Tatamu came in, he rushed towards Zaerlun, reached out to grab his collar, lifted him up, and shouted with anger: "Despicable Kusang lackey, you actually want to take advantage of Hong Yi, you are looking for death."
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"It's not me who wants her, it's our Khan who wants her!" Zaerlun kicked his feet wildly, danced wildly with his hands and feet, and shouted in defense.
"Tatamu, put him down!" Patriarch Hairuo suddenly shouted coldly, his eyes full of majesty.
"But..." Tatamu looked at Patriarch Hairuo reluctantly.
"I order you to put him down!" Chief Hairuo shouted loudly, with a fierce light shining in his eyes.
Tatamu had no choice but to put down the Zaerlun messenger with a cold snort. After putting it down, he glared at him fiercely and then stepped aside angrily.
Seeing that Hairuo didn't dare to offend him, Zaerun guessed that he must have compromised. He suddenly became arrogant again and said arrogantly: "What's the matter, Chief Hairuo, are you afraid? Forget it, luckily I am a capable person.
Very big, as long as you let me take your daughter away, I will never tell King Khan what happened today, and you can also get married to our Kusang tribe. This is a good thing that no other tribe can ask for.
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Chief Hairuo snorted coldly and said with a gloomy face: "Zarlun, go back and tell your Khan that it is impossible to want my daughter. There will be no more tributes in the future. We will keep the gold and silver for ourselves.
We keep the sheep for ourselves, and if we can’t finish them, we will feed them to the dogs, and we will never pay tribute to the Kusang people again!”
The Hairuo clan leader's words were harsh and loud, shocking everyone present. It took a long time for the envoy Zaerlun to come back to his senses, glared and shouted: "Hairuo, you are trying to rebel!"
"I just rebelled! How about it!" Hai Ruo suddenly slapped the table and stood up, shouting loudly, as if there were thunder and lightning in his eyes, which scared Zaerlun and took three steps back.