Tiantianrao was as bold as a child of the prairie, and she couldn't help but blushing at this moment.
In order to prevent accidents from happening, she even came over to remind Qin Feng, but who knew that he didn't listen at all, which made her wish she could live on another planet.
"What can I say to you!?"
Qin Feng's main thing is to adapt to changes, and said with a serious expression: "How many times have I told you, the leader of the Yanyun tribe is not only the head of the country of my Great Qin, but also the king of the grassland of my Great Qin, what should you call him!?"
"Father, father!?"
Tiantian felt a little confused at this time and looked at Qin Feng tentatively.
"Um!"
Qin Feng nodded with a smile on his face, applauding his wit.
“Kowtow, thank you, Khan!!”
The Prairie King knelt down excitedly to thank him, as if he was afraid that Qin Feng would regret it.
As for Qin Feng's rush to answer, he had no doubts at all. Instead, he complained about this daughter. She was so stupid that I don't know how to describe it. She even got the title of her biological father wrong.
Fortunately, Qin Feng, this son-in-law, corrected Tiantian’s mistake in time!
"Can this be fooled!?"
Zi Yuan couldn't help but glance at Qin Feng and began to wonder if she had been fooled.
"Brother Qin!!"
Tiantian is like apricot eyes and peach heart.
Not only did Qin Feng avoid her social death, but also because Qin Feng made her father a king, so she had to call her father twice more when she went back tonight.
"You're now being crowned king!?"
The leaders of various grassland tribes were full of envy.
When they saw Tiantian in the past, they all thought that the Prairie King had abandoned his daughter.
Because in their minds, a prairie beauty should be able to bend a bow when getting on a horse, and be able to wrestle when getting off a horse.
Ke Tiantian is fair-skinned and beautiful. Even though she is not tall, she can actually lift it with one hand and speak in a coquettish way. You can tell at a glance. Not easy to give birth to.
But what they never expected was that this little guy with a whiny voice and no strength to help him actually went south to capture the dragon successfully.
"Kowtow thanks, Khan!"
Mo Dao also knelt down and saluted, saying: "Mo Dao has a heartless request. I sincerely ask Tian Khan to personally preside over the crowning ceremony of my father, the Prairie King."
“Please God Khan!!”
The grassland king's eyes were also full of pleading.
Although the Yanyun tribe has a high status on the grassland, surrendering to the Qin this time is indeed tantamount to betrayal.
Not only the people on the grassland looked down upon them, but probably no one even looked down upon them in Da Qin.
However, it would be different if Qin Feng personally crowned him. His status as Qin Emperor would allow him to be recognized in Great Qin, and his status as Tian Khan would allow him to re-establish his prestige in the grasslands.
"That's right!"
Qin Feng agreed without thinking.
This time it seems that he is crowning the King of the Grassland as the king, but in fact he is also establishing the authority of the Sky Khan.
As long as Tian Khan's thoughts are implanted in the hearts of the grassland people, then Great Qin will be able to gradually take control of the grasslands and make them recognize from their hearts that they are the people of Great Qin.
“Kowtow, thank you, Khan!!”
The father and son were overjoyed and kowtowed hurriedly.
"The Minister of Rites!"
Qin Feng turned to look at Miss Dongfang and explained: "The crowning ceremony of the King of the Prairie is of great importance. It is related to the future of our Daqin and the grassland. We must not be careless. I will leave this matter to you."
"The Minister of Rites!?"
Miss Dongfang was stunned for a moment, then she kowtowed with joy and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely fulfill my mission!!"
"It's actually the Minister of Rites!!"
Mu Xiu and others were surprised, but they were not envious at all.
Because according to Miss Dongfang's merits, she is more than enough to be the Minister of Etiquette, one of the nine ministers, and his job is really not something that ordinary people can do.
"The Minister of Rites is a woman!?"
The Prairie King asked with confusion on his face: "Didn't it say that women from the Central Plains cannot enter the court as officials!?"
"This is different!"
Qin Feng said tactfully: "The Minister of Rites just practiced no jj book, so he looks like a woman."
"Loujiji Booker!?"
The leaders of the grassland tribes looked confused and said they had never heard of this technique.
However, it can be seen from the opponent's vague imperial power that this Loujiji Booker is definitely an extremely powerful magical skill.
"I see!"
The Prairie King did not dwell on these matters, and smiled happily: "Tian Khan, according to the rules of our prairie people, victory requires a singing and dancing dinner, so please be sure to reward me."
"Brother didn't lie to me!!"
Qin Hao immediately became angry and said that he must go tonight.
Even if he is beaten to death, he will go!
"I will definitely appreciate you!"
Qin Feng smiled and agreed: "I remember that when I came back to the grassland last time, the little princess Yaruo danced a dance of asking the sky with a pen, which left a deep impression on me."
"Take a pen and ask the sky!?"
Mo Dao's face was full of doubts.
I remember last time when I took Yanyun Shibaqi and Qin Feng to rescue people in the Western Region City, Yaruo simply did a handstand on a horse. I have never heard of holding a pen and asking the sky!?
"That's such a good feeling!"
The Prairie King immediately laughed and said: "Since Tian Khan likes it, I will definitely let Yaruo come out and dance again at tonight's bonfire dance, holding a pen and asking the sky." The screen changes——
Because Lin San overheard Ye Chen's conspiratorial conversation, he was being hunted by nine aristocratic families, including the Wang family.
Although he has now broken through to the intermediate level of quasi-emperor, he still feels powerless when facing the nine major families at the same time. After all, not everyone can be as perverted as Qin Feng.
"Brother Qin seems to have gone to the grassland!"
Lin San was being chased and had no choice but to go to the grassland to ask Qin Feng for help.
A whoosh!!
A sword light cut through the void and headed towards the grassland.
"No, he's going to the grassland!!"
The nine aristocratic families immediately became anxious.
Now it is no secret that Qin Feng leads troops to conquer the grassland. If Lin San and Qin Feng really meet, what awaits them will definitely be the destruction of their entire clan.
Without the slightest hesitation...
The nine aristocratic families quickly issued orders to kill Lin San at all costs.
………
As night falls, the bonfire rises.
Young men and women on the grassland sang and danced around the campfire.
While everyone was celebrating peace, Master Sannong was busy burying the King of the Western Regions in the wild.
I saw that he ordered people to dig a pit hundreds of meters deep. After the pit was dug, he kicked the King of the Western Regions into the pit without saying a word.
"Amitabha!"
Master No. 3 gave him perfunctory relief, and then said: "Okay, bury it!"
"Buried!?"
The soldiers said in a daze: "But His Majesty is talking about a rich burial. We have only dug one pit now..."
"The soil is so deep, isn't it thick enough?!"
Master No. 3 looked back at the soldier, and then said: "Remember, the funerary objects will be sent to the poor monk's tent later. If you dare to miss one piece, be careful that the poor monk will physically save you..."