contend

Chapter 145
Qin Hu Qin Hu, Qin added a word of Hu, with deep contempt in itself.

Meng Yu's eyes were sincere, and Yang Zheng couldn't find any reason to persuade him at all.

A twisted melon is not sweet, so you can't overlord forcefully, right?
In a real fight, although Yang Zheng could wipe them out, it would never be easy.

However, in the general environment where Xiping is exhausted and Zhong Qiang is full of ambitions, if he is not careful, the snipe and the clam will fight for the fisherman's benefit.

From the first time he saw Meng Yu, Yang Zheng knew that he was the kind of firm-willed person who was stubborn and would not be easily persuaded.

But having said that, if Qin Hu was persuaded by a few words, it would not be his turn.

Some things still have a long way to go.

Yang Zheng said with a smile: "Leader Meng has already said so much, so Yang will stop talking nonsense. Let's make friends. These food and wine should be regarded as a gift from me to the people of Qin. If you have any troubles, you can come to Xidu directly to find them." I."

Yang Zheng was so happy, but Meng Yu felt a little uncomfortable, "If General Yang is in trouble in the future, we Qin people are willing to be the pioneers."

This sentence is enough.

It can be regarded as a reduced version of the offensive and defensive alliance.

Next, Yang Zheng didn't talk about business, only drinking, eating meat, and talking about interesting and old things in Northwest China.

In his speech and demeanor, his understanding of Meng Xi became deeper and deeper.

This person is not a reckless man like Liu Heng, but has a lot of insight into the situation in the Northwest.

It is believed that after Mi Dangruo swallowed the West Sea, he received the power of salt and iron horses, and the disaster was no less severe than that of Xianling Qiang back then.

Xiping bears the brunt.

Xihai fell into the hands of Midang, and Xiping was surrounded by Zhong Qiang.

Qin Hu has been a thug of the Han court since the Han Dynasty, and has a deep hatred with the Qiang people.

Most of them used Mengzi and Lu Shuihu to launch a surprise attack, and succeeded in one blow.

Yang Zheng asked about Lu Shuihu's situation again.

After a few cups of hot wine, the friendship came up. Meng Yu still had nothing to say to his friends, knowing everything.

At least Qin Hu has a main group, while Lu Shuihu is a hodgepodge.

Qiang Di Han Hu Xiongnu, everyone has it.

Like Qin Hu, they are scattered in Anding, Hexi Corridor, and Hehuang Valley.

In the second year of Huangchu, Lu Shui, Hu Yijian's prostitutes, Zhi Yuanduo and others gathered tens of thousands of people to rebel, and they were defeated by Zhang Ji, the governor of Liangzhou.

Since then, the Hexi and Anding Lushuihus have declined, and the Hehuang Lushuihus have not been affected.

If you drink too much, some people will go crazy.

Liu Heng pulled Meng Xi to make two gestures.

The two drew their knives on the spot.

Yang Zheng couldn't stop it.

In the end, I thought of a compromise, using a wooden stick instead of a knife.

Liu Heng was very dissatisfied, Yang Zheng patted him on the head, "If you slash him with your knife, he will be injured most, but if his knife rubs against you, you will definitely die!"

Meng Zhi's knife was so rusty that it would give him tetanus if he rubbed it.

This year is almost terminally ill.

Liu Heng didn't know about tetanus, but he listened to Yang Zheng.

The two confronted each other with sticks.

Others from the tribe also came to watch.

There are Qin people, Hu people, and people of mixed blood. Most of them are dressed in rags and worn out animal skins, but they are strong, and the elderly and children are not bent over in the cold wind.

Some of these women have both the delicate and soft appearance of the middle-earth, and the three-dimensional plumpness of the barbarian, which is eye-catching.

The fair skin was exposed in the cold wind, quite eye-catching.

Even a gentleman like Yang Zheng couldn't help but take a second look.

It's not a bad thing to make two gestures.

First, let's see Meng Yu's level, and second, let Qin Hu see his own strength.

One is a martial artist from the Qin Dynasty, and the other is a newborn calf.

With a "bang", the first round, the wooden stick broke.

The two were not polite, and scuffled together empty-handed.

Meng Yu is a tiger, and Liu Heng is a bull.

Fist coming and going, whirring sound.

Onlookers applaud loudly.

But in the end, Liu Heng, a brute, was still in the growth stage, lost to Meng Yu, and was pushed to the ground.

Liu Heng refused to accept it, his limbs twisted, and four holes were dug out of the ice and soil.

Meng Bi laughed loudly, but he didn't feel well either, he was punched by Liu Heng several times in the face, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there was still blood in the corner of his mouth.

"That's enough." It's going to be death if you fight again.

Meng Yu let go, but Liu Heng was immoral, yelled at him, and wanted to hit him again, but Yang Zheng stopped him.

"If you lose, you have to admit it."

Yang Zheng was probably the only person Liu Heng was afraid of.

This fear is inherent.

Liu Heng cupped his hands, "I lost."

Meng Xi smiled even more happily, "Little brother is born with supernatural power, in a few years, I will not be your opponent."

"Really?" Liu Heng's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's true. You're only in your twenties, and you have a lot to do in the future."

He was reluctant just now, but after being flattered, he immediately smiled.

Yang Zheng is a man of integrity and a man of blood, and sometimes his eyes will be slightly tilted to those women.

But most of the eyes of men and women were focused on Liu Heng.

Although Meng Yu was not convinced, it was not bad to make a friend.

In the future, when the strength becomes stronger, the other Qin Hus may take the initiative to defect.

After staying in the tribe for one night, Yang Zheng was going to return to Xidu the next day.

Time is running out, Xiping has a lot of waste to do, and Yang Zheng also has a sense of daily affairs.

A hundred guards gathered, but Liu Heng was not seen.

This guy didn't drink too much and fell into some pit, right?
It's freezing cold, maybe something will happen.

The guards' eyes were evasive, and Yang Zheng knew something was tricky at a glance.

"what happened?"

The guards didn't dare to hide anything, they faltered and said: "Yesterday, last night a few bearded women came and took Liu Heng away."

Yang Zheng frowned. These days the atmosphere is more unrestrained. Everyone's crotch belts are looser and easy to take off. There are countless messes in the Central Plains, let alone here.

Just when he was about to get angry, he saw Liu Heng coming out of a low room with his support against the wall.

The young man who was fierce and fierce yesterday is like an eggplant beaten by frost today.

Yang Zheng was angry and furious, but Meng Xi was there, so he couldn't say much.

Meng Yu said in shame: "Women in the West, choose a strong warrior for your husband, General Yang, don't take offense."

It seems that it is not unreasonable for them to be called Qin Hu.

If the Qiang and Hu are Sinicized, the Han people will also be Sinicized.

This has nothing to do with whether the culture is strong or not, but is forced by survival.

From Xiaoguan to the battle dust, Hehuang cuts off the foreign spring.Han'er speaks Hu'er's language as best as he can, but scolds the Han people at the top of the city.

In history, after the Anshi Rebellion, Hexi, which had been managed by the Central Plains for nearly a thousand years, fell into the hands of Tubo.

The Han people were also forcibly turned into Tubo.

"Where is it?" Yang Zheng bowed his hands and said goodbye.

On the way back, Liu Heng still looked like he was out of his mind, surrounded by soldiers sneaking around, looking like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

"Go back and get thirty army sticks yourself. Young people should know how to be temperate. After this year is over, I will marry you a wife." Yang Zheng said old-fashionedly, but he felt a little uncomfortable.

Liu Heng opened his mouth, then lowered his head in resignation.

All the soldiers around couldn't help laughing.

The laughter attracted the wolves in the forest.

The pack of wolves roared, and a particularly big wolf stared at Yang Zheng like a knife.

The beast kept staring at him.

However, seeing the sharp spears and hearing the sound of the bowstring being pulled, the wolves did not dare to make a fuss after all, and hung far behind, as if escorting Yang Zheng all the way back to the western capital.

(End of this chapter)