The Red Chamber: The Rise of the Shuzi

Chapter 174

Chapter 173 Tatar internal strife, Morun imprisoned

After leaving the gate of Rongguo Mansion, Ma Daopo's pace became three points faster.

Today's trip not only achieved his goal, but also earned a considerable sum of money, which made Ma Daopo feel very happy.

Aunt Zhao took the initiative to do it for her, and she also took on most of the luck counterattacks for Ma Daopo. In this way, it is estimated that even two of them will not fall on Ma Daopo.

After such a simple procedure, the future troubles have been reduced by as much as five times. It is no wonder that many people like to look for white gloves!

In Ma Daopo's view, it is undoubtedly a very profitable thing to get a large sum of money with only a small part of the counterattack of luck!
And who would have thought that a lame Taoist who looked sloppy would casually take out tens of thousands of taels of silver to treat himself...

Don't be fooled by your appearance!
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However, as we walked, Ma Daopo had such a doubt in his heart, I don't know why that fellow-in-law spent so much money to invite himself to curse a child of Jia's second room?
It must be a treasure that can be remembered by a Youdao true cultivator in every possible way!
Immediately afterwards, another thought arose, if there were really treasures or something, should I take this opportunity and have a fight?

Ma Daopo was a little moved.

But immediately, Ma Daopo shook her head again, dispelling the idea.

If one's own family seeks money, they seek the way, and it is impossible to make a mistake!
Yes, no offense!

Anyway, Ma Daopo herself is determined not to admit that she can't beat that sloppy Taoist!

There was also the small bronze mirror that I accidentally discovered. The menacing aura on it made Ma Daopo think of those magic weapons that only existed in the scriptures.

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In the distance, a monk was watching Ma Daopo come out of the gate of Rongguo Mansion.

"It's actually possible to find such a fellow of the same kind as a pawn! In this way, even if we have a little relationship afterwards, it is irrelevant."

After finishing speaking, the skinny-headed monk stroked his palms and praised: "Afterwards, I will go to relieve the child's misfortune, and it will be regarded as a favor. After the favor is repaid, naturally it cannot be said to be forced! Brother Dao is really good at it." !"

"What kind of method is this, but it's just giving up some things outside of the body!"

The crippled Taoist stroked the mahogany stick in his hand, and smiled softly, "Besides, how can we show our means in the end?"

"It's a pity, after a lot of practice, it will all be wasted!" the scarlet-headed monk said with emotion.

The lame Taoist stared blankly at the direction Ma Daopo was leaving, and said, "Everything has its own needs and needs, since she reached out to take our things, she will naturally have to give something!"

"Everyone has their own aspirations, how can we force them!"

The scarlet-headed monk first sighed with emotion, and then said with a smile: "However, it is a blessing to meet Dao brother! How dare you ask for more?"

The lame Taoist also laughed, "The road to seeking the Tao is long, and with the companions of Taoism, I am not alone in Taoism!"

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Saibei Grassland.

The territory of the Harqin tribe is already densely populated with the tribes who migrated.

At this time, in the golden tent at the center of the tribe, Morun and Maolihai were arguing.

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"They admire our Weng Niu Te Department and volunteered to join in. Can this grand master not allow it?" Mao Lihai sat there with a blank expression on his face. .

Beside, Morun took a deep breath and asked: "But they are all young and strong in their respective tribes. Without them, there will only be a group of old, weak, sick and disabled in those small tribes. How can they survive in the grassland?" survived?"

The Maoli boy was unmoved, "I just accept those people's votes, as for the others, what do I do?"

Hearing this, Mo Lun couldn't help saying angrily: "Then why did the grand master refuse to accept the rest of their tribe? How is this different from those Wala bandits who took advantage of the fire?"

The Maoli kid gave Moron a look of pity.

"The law of the jungle and the survival of the fittest are the most fundamental laws of survival on the prairie!

It seems that for so many years, the golden blood has been used to living a high life, and has lost even the most basic wildness! "

Speaking of this, a hint of sarcasm flashed across the Maoli boy's face, "Khan's backbone was broken by the Han people, and he couldn't stand up anymore, so he wanted to bring the rest of our big tribes together so that he could kneel down and recognize the newcomer." Your master, isn't it?!"

"Teacher, what are you talking about?" Morun said in disbelief.

"I said, the backbone of the golden blood has been broken by the group of Han people, and Khan's knees fell to the ground, and he can't get up again!"

"you……!!!"

Pointing at the Maoli boy, Morun was so angry that he couldn't speak.

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"What the grand master said is true! It's time for Khan to reflect on himself!"

The curtain of the golden tent was lifted from the outside, and many chiefs of the major ministries, such as Chahar, Tumed, Horqin, Ordos and Asuo, entered one by one.

A ray of anger rose in Mo Lun's eyes.

"This king is discussing important matters with the Grand Master, how dare you break into King Khan's golden tent?!" Mo Lun shouted at the crowd angrily, and called out loudly: "Where are King Khan's personal guards!"

Outside, there was silence.

His face froze, and Morun shouted again: "Where are the Khan's personal guards?"

Still no answer.

Morun's face became extremely ugly.

But the leaders didn't even look at Morun, they just went to their seats and sat down.

The leader of the Chahar tribe also persuaded: "Khan, since many tribes have been moved here this time, why not just merge them! In this way, our tribes can recover the vitality lost due to years of fighting as soon as possible. .”

"Even you betrayed the king?!" Mo Lun's eyes darkened again, "The Chahar tribe has always been the guard of the Khan, and you also have part of the golden blood in your body. Why did you do this today? what kind of one?"

The leader of the Chahar Tribe bowed slightly to Morun, "Khan, although my Chahar Tribe is the Khan's personal guard, the Grand Master's move is also for the sake of the tribe. We have no choice!"

"But do you know how many people will die if you do this?"

With an angry shout, Mo Lun's eyes swept across the faces of several people one by one.

To Mo Lun's disappointment, although everyone looked a bit unbearable in their eyes, they all looked at Mo Lun without hesitation.

At this time, in the eyes of all the leaders, only their own tribe's interests are the greatest, and no one says it is useless!
Trouble!
Morun's heart seemed to suddenly sink into a bottomless abyss.

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At this time, the Maoli boy next to him suddenly said: "In addition, in a few days, after the last few tribes have migrated, I will trouble the Khan to invite General Jia from the Great Zhou to be a guest in the tribe. We can thank you too, can't we?"

"General Jia traveled thousands of miles and led his troops to repel the Oirat army for us. Do you want to avenge your kindness?!"

"How can it be counted like this?" Mao Lihai laughed: "Isn't there an old saying among the Han people? If you tell people who are not of our race, their hearts will be different! Keeping him will definitely become our confidant in the future!

And if there is no him, what about Da Zhou?The same will not be put in my eyes by others! "

Looking at the expressions of approval on the faces of the tribal leaders in the golden tent, Mo Lun suddenly understood everything.

Mo Lun's face changed again and again, "Are you trying to annul the previous promise to become a minister of Da Zhou? We have submitted our credentials. Do you want me to be ridiculed by the world?!"

"The world will only laugh at me, Meng Yuan Khan, for turning back on my promises, so what do I have to do with it? Besides, when my Meng Yuan cavalry dominates the grassland again, who would dare to laugh at us?"

Outside the golden tent, the new leader of the Harqin tribe walked in.

The leaders of several big Tatar tribes gathered in the golden tent, but they all sat opposite Morun.

Seeing this, Mo Lun knew that he had now become a real loner...

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　It's still Chapter 2 at noon...

　　Can't stand it...

　　Douyin has been uninstalled, code well!
　　Literally as evidence!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)