Chapter 87: Golden Ge and Iron Horse Practicing Yan Ran (3)
But if the conversation reaches this point, Boji Changkong feels that he will go crazy if he doesn't continue talking.
He looked Momoxi up and down, wondering if he was a supporter of Mogus, King of Kled?
Probably not.
Boji Changkong stayed in Kelei for a few years, and then moved with his father's family. He traveled to many places on the Mobei grassland, knew the true situation here, and felt that Momoxi could not be a supporter of Mogusi.
There are several layers apart, so if you want to worship, you can only worship the bravest person in your tribe. To a Manu, King Kled is like a person from the world. Why worship him?
Boji Changkong hesitated for a while and decided to continue the conversation.
"My father thought this was unreliable, so he took our family south, to Juyanhai, and later to Xihai... Do you know Juyanhai and Xihai?"
Mo Moxi shook his head, "I'm not interested in where Juyanhai and Xihai are, and I don't want to go there now. I just want to ask...just a random question...why does your father think King Kled is attacking Liao?"
Are the affairs of the country unreliable?"
Boji Changkong became more energetic after hearing this, and said with high spirits: "A few years ago, the Western Zubu people, um, the Western Tatars Yefugu tribe, because they could not bear the oppression of the Khitan people, they took the lead in revolting."
Mo Moxi nodded, "I heard it from my grandfather. He said that life on the grassland is already difficult, but the Khitan people still oppress us at every level, which is equivalent to peeling off our skin to make armor and tearing our bones apart."
Boil the oil."
"It is impossible to live like this. Moreover, in recent years, the legend of the Khitan people on the grassland has become less and less. Sooner or later, someone will start this problem. Unexpectedly, Ye Fubu jumped out first. He is worthy of being the same as us.
The surname is Tatar."
Boji Changkong sighed: "Your grandfather is a wise man."
Mo Moxi was hit hard by these words. He lowered his head and felt sad for a while. Then he wiped away his tears and said coldly: "Please continue."
"Okay!" Boji Changkong became more and more fond of this peer.
"My father said that King Kled did not help his subordinate tribes, but just stood aside and watched the Yefufu tribe being defeated by the Khitan people and the Tatar people. At that time, he had lost his morality."
"Later, he saw that the Khitans only sent various tribes on the grassland to suppress them, and could not send out the main force of the headquarters at all. King Kled felt that there was an opportunity, so he sent troops to attack the Khitans on the pretext that the Liao army and the Tatar people accidentally injured his troops. He attacked
The Khitans do not want to uphold justice for the oppressed tribes, but only focus on burning, killing, and looting indiscriminately. How is this method different from the Khitans and Tatar people?"
"My father said that there will be no tribes on the grassland to help King Kled, and he will be defeated sooner or later. In order to avoid being harmed by him, my father took our family south..."
Hearing this, Mo Moxi nodded fiercely, "Your father is a wise man. Like my grandfather, he can see wisdom that ordinary people cannot see."
Hearing Mo Moxi praise his most respected father, Boji Changkong smiled, and his affection for Mo Moxi increased a bit, and he decided to tell him good news and give him an excellent opportunity.
"As long as you follow our Majesty, you will never have to be a horse slave again. Did you know? My brother-in-law used to be a horse slave from the Hehuang Qiang tribe and has been a horse slave for more than ten generations. In the past few years, I
The Emperor of the Song Dynasty regained the land in Huangzhong and promoted my brother-in-law to join the cavalry."
When it comes to his brother-in-law, Boji Changkong's mouth is watering with excitement.
"My brother-in-law is willing to sacrifice his life and has made great achievements many times... and won the Grand Medal of Hussars. Do you know what the Grand Medal of Hussars is?"
Seeing Mo Moxi shaking his head again, Boji Changkong became even more energetic and gestured with his hands in the air in an exaggerated manner. Those who didn't know thought he was comparing the size of his moon.
"It's just such a round card, made of gold and silver. With that card, I want to see the Privy Councilor, Dazai... Do you know the Privy Councilor and Dazai? Don't know? Let me tell you..."
"He is the most important civil and military official under me, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. I can meet my brother-in-law whenever he wants. Even if he meets with His Majesty, he will report directly to the Emperor without any obstruction. That plaque is hung around his neck. He is the envoy of the Xuanhui Academy and is protected by each wing.
The army, the ten thousand households on the left and right, or the generals on the left and right, must bow to my brother-in-law first..."
After hearing the magic blow, Boji Changkong said proudly: "Do you know what official my brother-in-law is now?"
"Headman?" Momoxi asked tentatively.
In his mind, the headman is a very important official, and the leader of the Dharamdaba tribe is the heaven.
"Haha, the leader? Haha, the leader who only manages dozens of tents? Haha - haha" Bo Ji Changkong sneered repeatedly.
Then he leaned forward, stretched out his right hand, and made a sharp stroke upward, all the way to the sky, as if to draw out his brother-in-law's official position.
"My brother-in-law is now a Qianhu. Do you know what a Qianhu is? He is in charge of one thousand principal households and more than four thousand deputy households. Plus the subordinates (man slaves), there are seven thousand accounts."
"Seven thousand tents? Seven thousand tents?" Momoxi's eyes were about to pop out, and his mouth seemed to be opened by something and could not be closed.
"There are more people than our Dalandaba tribe. Is your brother-in-law bigger than our tribe leader?"
Seeing that Mo Moxi was finally frightened, Boji Changkong felt that he had won a big victory and smiled proudly.
"Of course. You, the leader of the Dalandaba tribe, are a fool! Do his cavalry have steel swords made by Akakura? Do they have bows and arrows customized from Xianyang? Do they have leather armor assembled in Lanzhou? Do they have saddles produced in Liangzhou?
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"When his cavalry went out to fight, were there high-wheeled carriages behind them? They were loaded with tents, armor, bows and arrows, and briquettes. Are there pack oxen and camels behind them? They were loaded with dry food, salt, and tea. The journey was difficult.
When I arrived, I also carried bags full of water."
Listening to Bo Ji Changkong's extremely arrogant words, Mo Moxi was shocked to the point where his outlook was shattered and his mind was in confusion.
Is this going on a war expedition? It's even more luxurious than our leader's patrol.
After thinking wildly for a while, Momoxi's mind was still in confusion, and he asked in a confused manner: "I carried so many things, wouldn't it be empty when I go back?"
Boji Changkong smiled and replied: "When I go back, I will load it with trophies. Furs, horns and tendons, gems and women..."
Having said this, Boji Changkong blinked.
This can be done.
Mo Moxi also blinked, and slowly calmed down, then asked: "Is your brother-in-law really from Manu?"
"Of course he is from Manu. Hundreds of thousands of people in the Suzaku Banner know this."
"Well, then I also want to go to war with the Emperor of the Song Dynasty! A thousand households don't dare to think about it, I want to be a hundred households." Mo Moxi fiercely pulled off a grass stem, put it in his mouth and started to bite.
"Good thing! Our official family is recruiting heroes from the grassland, and you are most welcome. If you follow our official family, you will definitely be able to make hundreds of households. By the way, what if you make a hundred households?"
"I married Chalanqin, the daughter of the uncle of Qinchao Mo, and we worshiped the most beautiful flower on the banks of the Tarara River."
"Have ambition!" Boji Changkong said, raising his thumb.
The third person who was patrolling the surroundings rode over and shouted: "The forward army has arrived!"
Momoxi and Boji Changkong jumped up almost at the same time, ran to their respective mounts, then got on their horses and rode their horses to the hills to the south.
There, Momoxi saw a scene that he would never forget.
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