Everyone followed the White Wolf Cavalry for about half an hour before they came to a narrow grassland. More than 500 tents of different sizes were scattered in the grass field.
Running to the camp. After seeing the thousands of foreigners behind his man, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Has, you are finally back! Amita was crying and crying for you after waking up." A beautiful woman of a white wolf tribe carelessly didn't care about the sudden stranger, and ran to run up.
Live in Lahaas's arm and give the brewed horse milk.
"Kunca, my beautiful waist (Note 1), I brought a friend who came from Datangyuan Road to the tribe. Come and tell Mohefu (Note 2), please set up a banquet to greet us.
Friends. "Old Has smiled at the beautiful woman, and jumped off the horse back and walked towards Gao Xiu.
"My friend of the Tang Dynasty, the messenger of the Central Plains, please follow the old Has to go to Mohe's big account. His old man will be very happy to see you." Old Hasland laughed.
Gao Xiuyan's hand -sticker shoulder thanks to the host for his invitation, and then laughed: "Then bother Mohefu's old man."
Gao Xiuyan's relatives beside him argued: "The call for everyone to stay on a mountain bag outside Sanli, it must be rude!"
The pro -soldiers hugged their fists, and they led away.
After receiving the command of the coach, the generals of the Tang army jumped off the horse, tied the horse to the felt account, and followed the old Has to walk in the middle of the white wolf tribe. I do n’t know why, Li Ruo always felt that things were abnormal, and reminded Gao Xiuyan several times to remind Gao Xiuyan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan Yan
After no results, they had to stop. Under the leadership of Laohas, everyone passed through many small trails surrounded by felt, and stopped in front of a wide felt tent wrapped with milky sheepskin.
After a sin, he quickly moved into the account.
After about half a cup of tea, a middle -aged white wolf man with a yellow sheepskin in a year of his shouldnal leather came out of the big tent under dozens of people.
"Friends from thousands of miles away, what kind of wind blows you? Changshengtian is on, so that Suta will pay the most sincere respect to friends from the distance." That middle -aged man's single arm shoulder, use it, use it, use it, use it, use it.
The fluent Tubo said towards Gao Xiuyan.
Gao Xiuyan also bent down and said loudly: "It was Feng'er brought us here. It was the wolf guiding our friends in the. The White Wolf tribe came to your felt account with the clan.
I have a glass of horse milk. "
Through such a translation of Chen Xu, he brought an obvious nomadic charm, and he heard that the Suta chief nodded again and again.
The middle -aged man named Suta was the Mohefu of the White Wolf Tribe. I saw that his eyebrows stretched, and his face opened his arms to embrace Gao Xiuyan, and brought a plain Hada to
He.
There is no need to say anything, the owner has issued an invitation. With the rules of the White Wolf, what the guests have to do is to drink and drink, and enjoy the owner's hospitality.
Li Kuo saw that the other party's eyebrows were full of enthusiasm, and the doubts in his heart could not help but reduce a little bit. He simply stopped thinking about it. As everyone moved into the big account wrapped in the milky white sheepskin.
Although it has been a period of time when I came to Difei Sichuan, after entering the big account of the White Wolf Tribunal, Li Kuo still stunned. From the outside of the felt account, the style of this tribe has not been obvious with the Tubo people.
Different, but stepping into the felt tent can clearly compare the differences between the two from the view of the inner view. Several yellow sheepskin is sewn together and wrapped tightly on the inside of the felt account;
Although the wooden tables came, although it has been slightly mottled, the things in this hometown still make Li Kuo, who is located outside, warms.
On the snowy plateau west of Chiling, Tubo called the king on the snowy plateau west of Chiling, and the nomads were all attached to it. Over time, the culture was inevitably assimilated. And the White Wolf tribe can retain the tribal tradition, which is valuable.
Looking around, there is no silverware from Persia, no spices from big food, and replaced by porcelain and silk from the Central Plains. The scene here makes it difficult for Li Kuo to believe. Is it really a nomadic nation in front of him?
It seems to see the doubts in Li Kuo's heart. Suta smiled slightly and said in a slightly stiff Chinese: "Young people, we originally lived in the Usuer River Basin, but they were oppressed by Tuogu Hun and Tubo people in the north.
I had to migrate the tribe here as a last resort. Three years ago, the blizzard swept the mountain grassland, and the cattle and sheep were frozen to death. We could not give them a tribute to them.
Fei Chuan. "
The chief of Suta paused, and then said, "Occasionally, a chance, a Central Plains Corporation who wants to go to some cities to get lost to Dafitchuan.
Speaking of this Chief Suta, both eyes revealed two fine light, and their hands trembled slightly because of excitement: "You also know, the Tubo people do not let us sell their horses to them.
The intention of the Tubo people. In this way, the horses are extremely tight in the Central Plains. Many Central Plains people come to Dafitchuan at the danger of life, just to make a fortune. "
He said this is extremely disrespectful. If it is passed on to the Tubo people who logic, it is estimated that they will have the risk of being destroyed.
After so many management, after discussing with the elders of the tribe, we decided to sell horses to the Central Plains.
Seeing that he was unmoved, the chief of Suta was relieved and sighed: "We sold the horses of nearly half of the tribe to the Central Plains, and replaced them in countless food, salt, tea and porcelain.
, We gradually came out of the shadow of the migration of the tribe, and stood firmly in this heel in this Dafitchuan. "
After seeing Chien Suta, Li Kuo stared at him tightly, and he paid back a gift from the Central Plains.
How can Tubo Zanpu be unprepared because of his own selfishness. Restricting the trade between all ethnic groups of the plateau and the Central Plains will only make things worse. The chiefs will be the first to trade with Datang, and it will benefit from it. "
Chen Xu translated Li Kuo's words into a Tubo language without any disorder.
The chief of Suta flashed a cunning eyes, and then laughed: "Okay, okay, okay. I thought you would refute me. I did not expect that you could see what I thought in my heart.
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Li Kuo is not good at saying anything, so he has to be slightly grasped, which is a kind of praise for Chief Suta.
Gao Xiuyan was already impatient. I saw him walking forward in three or two steps. Chong Suta said: "Dear white wolf chiefs, please let your friends come from a distance to fill the stomach, and the peacekeeper's white
The wolf brothers rode together to hunt the yellow sheep who caught the cricket. "
Gao Xiuyan's tone was a bit strange, and Chen Xu's translation was a little anxious. The chief of Suta was slightly stunned. Under the reminder of the subordinates, he finally understood the meaning of Gao Xiusan.
Dissatisfied, I saw him laughing at his palm, waved his hands to signal the tribe to lift two roasted fat sheep. The Tang army who had not eaten cooked food for a long time had taken care of a lot of them.
Pull out a small knife, cut a large piece of mutton, chew it with a large mouth.
In the tent and the beauty, Li Sheng sat alone in the corner and ate a biscuit. He didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.
Li Kuo had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he couldn't say where it was wrong. He was bored in his heart and picked up a bowl of horse milk.
"Some things don't need to be clear, all you see is not necessarily true. If you want to see the truth of the incident, you can only forbearance to make it slowly." If Zhou is innocent
Real, how can we see the real thing?
Li Kuo trembled and looked at the eyes of Suta Chien Chief. After putting it down in his heart, Li Kuo simply lifted the horse milk wine and walked slowly towards the Suta chief.
"The saints of the plateau meadow, the descendants of the white wolf. My Li Kuo on behalf of the Datang people to you, the great Suta chief offering the gift from the heavenly heaven."
The customs of the nation, although the White Wolf tribe belongs to Tubo, after all, it is also made by nomadic.
go.
His sentence can scare the chief of Suta. How can this Han dumplings understand the etiquette and customs of his nation so much.
Thinking so much, Suta chief stood up and bowed to the west, what was silent in his mouth. After some "rituals" of panic, the chief of Suta turned to Li Kuo and smiled.
One sound: "Presumably young people really don't understand the situation of our tribe. It is not easy for us to win this grass field."
Li Kuo wanted to take the opportunity to congratulate the chief of Suta to learn more. Unexpectedly, he was so cautious in this issue, and he refused to disclose half -south wind. The teenager had to give up.
But.
The atmosphere in the tent was a bit embarrassing, Suta chief coughing lightly, and patted it with both hands. I saw more than ten wonderful white wolf women wearing ink -red conjoined gown.
The silver bell on the skirt made a crisp sound, and the shame was pleasant.
Gao Xiuyan and others have seen these costumes, have been deeply attracted by them, and they can't care about the gift of the master and guest, shouting.
The white wolf women have already lined up the team and surrounded the wonderful young women of about 28 years a year.
There were already musicians Hou Li on both sides, Chief Suta clapped his hands, pipa, and the sound of flute followed.
That wonderful woman followed the sound of music and danced slowly.
Light dance between the sleeves, the rotation strap, the envy of many Han Jialang.