My husband Zhuge Kongming

Huang Yueying sat on the main seat, her stature was weak and small, compared with the barbarians, she was very different.

On both sides, Huo Jun and Huang Wu stood with swords and armor.

In today's stuffy, hot weather, it's... difficult.

"Gao Yunling, are you defeated by such a Han Chinese who looks like a little chicken?" Beside Gao Yunling, a bearded man mocked in barbaric language.

"Yeah, your Gao family is really getting weaker and weaker, why don't you merge into our clan." Someone said with a smile.

Gao Yunling snorted, but did not answer.

Their Lingyang Gao clan is much stronger than the tribe of these two people, even if they fail in this expedition, they still have confidence.

"Brother Chen, so you lost to such a kid?"

Seeing the barbarian leader Huang Yueying sitting on the throne, they all began to discuss.

They are barbarians, and they rely on their strength to speak.

Now seeing that the Han who defeated the Chen and Gao tribes was just such a minor child, he was naturally dissatisfied.

If you haven't experienced it yourself, of course you won't have that experience.

"Enough!" Chen Yuyuan shouted in barbaric language, "Whoever talks nonsense, I, Chen Yuyuan, don't mind taking my warriors to your homes to have a good talk."

Seeing Chen Yuyuan go crazy, all the barbarian tribes put down their jokes.

But for Huang Yueying in the main position, everyone also has doubts in their hearts.

Although the Han people are not physically strong, they are far superior to them in wisdom.

Coupled with the attitudes of Chen Yuyuan and Gao Yunling, and the hard work of Xiang Hongsheng's family, they can see it.

This poisonous rock mountain... If it can be turned into edible salt, it will be a great thing.

They want to see how such a weak doll can preside over such things.

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These days, Huang Yueying has also learned some barbarian language. After all, she wants to discuss business with barbarians, so as not to be scolded and not know.

Therefore, she probably understood the jokes and doubts from the barbarians just now.

She doesn't care either.

In this world, there are many people who question her ability and identity.

If she had to pay attention to it, even the clone technique would not be enough.

So, without being too wordy, I clapped my hands directly, and asked people to bring up the small batch of salt refined in the past few days.

On a huge leaf, there was freshly boiled salt. Ah Huifeng just held it, and then saluted Huang Yueying respectfully.

It's not that he doesn't want to take the utensils... It's that the utensils are almost used up these days.

"Ah Huifeng, let the chiefs taste it to see if this is salt." Huang Yueying looked at the salt on the leaves, feeling a little helpless, and then said in a barbaric language.

Ah Huifeng nodded naturally, and then followed suit.

But those barbarian leaders who just spoke out to ridicule or questioned were a little embarrassed.

Just now I thought this little kid couldn't understand barbaric language.

But now...

Gao Yunling and Chen Yuyuan looked at Huang Yueying in surprise, they had only been away for a few days... The little gentleman can even speak quite a few words.

"Thinking, there are people in the Man Mountains who have not communicated with the Han people for hundreds of years. They are afraid that some people will not understand, so they specially ask a good husband to learn." Huang Yueying explained to Chen and Gao in barbarian language.

"The two of us have only been away for more than ten days, and Mr. Xiao has achieved such a level. He is really a wise man." Chen Yuyuan admired him very much, remembering that when he first learned Chinese, it was extremely painful, and he had learned it for many years.

Originally, he didn't want to learn either.It can be used as the leader of a clan, but the clan stipulates that it must be learned.

This person is better than a person... Really...

"Mr. is tall." Gao Yunling praised with a smile.

Just now he was a little annoyed that the people of these tribes really didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, for fear that these people would offend Mr. Xiao, but now, there is no such worry at all.

Huang Yueying didn't care, seeing the leaders of the barbarians carefully grab some salt with their black fingers and put it on their tongue... Her face really turned dark.

If the barbarians went down to live or work in the mountains, I guess... the Han people would also despise them.

However, Huang Yueying still resisted the urge to remind.

Sometimes, she doesn't even know why the barbarians can survive in such a hygienic environment, and she can only lament the wonder of the Creator.

"Huh? Really salt?"

"Really? I'll try it!"

"Really! Such fine and white salt is really made of poisonous stone?"

"impossible!"

"It should be true. When we entered the camp just now, wasn't there a lot of people busy?"

"Yeah, mining ore and burning fire..."

After tasting the salt, the barbarian leaders chattered again.

The sound is buzzing.

Huang Yueying only felt that her head was buzzing, as if she was in the vegetable market, no, it was noisier than the vegetable market.

Because these people have louder voices.

Of course, she didn't stop her, she had to let them air all these doubts, so she picked up the teacup that had been placed on the table long ago, and it was cold and boiled.

This kind of weather... It's stuffy and hot, and she's not in the mood to drink tea.

"Chen Jingfu, this salt..." Some tribal leaders invited by Chen Yuyuan began to ask him.

Chen Yuyuan just nodded, "Yes, it is indeed made of poisonous stones, and everyone has seen it."

Gao Yunling nodded again and again when he was asked, and then said impatiently, "This matter has been truly put before you, what are you going to do?"

The leaders of the barbarians were also silent.

Seeing this, Huang Yueying smiled, and said in subsequent Chinese, "My surname is Huang, my first name is Chu, and I'm from Mianyang. This year... fourteen."

The big men in the field were slightly stunned.

I don't understand why Huang Yueying speaks in Chinese again.

They also reacted for a while, 14 years old... Isn't this too outrageous?

At that moment, a very burly man was dissatisfied, stood up, and said in a bad tone in Chinese with an accent, "Isn't Liu Biao asking you, a 14-year-old doll, to preside over this matter...is it too childish? "

"Exactly!" The next second, several people stood up again, all dissatisfied.

"If you tease us like this, then we will leave!" Another person wanted to leave.

Behind Huang Yueying, Huang Wu and Huo Jun drew their swords, their eyes were cold.

Then, other guards in the camp also drew their knives.

Seeing this, the barbarian leaders were shocked, and the guards also sacrificed their weapons one after another.

For a moment, the atmosphere was dignified, and if there was a big disagreement, a fight would start.

Huang Yueying was not afraid at all, she knew that there would be doubts and ridicule today... There are many people who don't believe her.

At her current age, when she comes out to do things, there are many Han people who don't believe her, let alone barbarians.

So he smiled and said, "It's true that I'm 14 years old, but I'm also under the Jingzhou pastoral tent... engaged in offering wine, a serious official position."

Ordinary barbarians may not understand the positions of the Han people, but these barbarian leaders all know something.

After all, they and the Han people have also fought to the death for so many years.

Listening to Huang Yueying's words, the leaders of all ethnic groups were very surprised.

They originally thought that Liu Biao's subordinates who were engaged in sacrificial wine should be middle-aged scribes... No matter how bad it is, they must be adults, right?

But Huang Yueying in front of her is not an adult at all, okay?

Where can a 14-year-old doll be the master?
"Gao Yunling! Is this the big deal you're talking about?"

"Chen Yuyuan!"

"Xiang Hongsheng!"

Several people shouted at the three of them.

It was because they were all invited by these three people.

The three sighed, and Gao Yunling was even more helpless. Half a month ago, he couldn't have believed that he would lose to a 14-year-old baby...

However, to lose is to lose.

And the salt made by others is real salt.

How much salt can be produced with such a large poisonous stone mine here?

If it is really possible to make salt, the lives of the people of the tribe will be much better.

It was also because of this that the leaders of other tribes were willing to come over to discuss in detail. Of course, they did not fully trust him. At least, there were more than [-] barbarians from other tribes outside the camp.

Chen Yuyuan yelled, quite angry in his tone, "If you don't want to talk, you can leave now! Anyone who disrespects Mr. Chen will be an enemy of my Chen family!"

He lost three times to Mr.

Mr. three times saved his life.

He remembered... the second time, the power of the small army of the Han people, if these tribal leaders really wanted to fight, the losses would definitely be extremely heavy.

These days, he had seen enough dead bodies.

Their barbarian life is much more difficult than that of the Han people.

Seeing that life is about to change, how can we continue to lose so many people?
"Chen Yuyuan's words are the words of my Gao family! Anyone who disrespects my husband is also an enemy of my Gao family!"

"It's also my enemy, Xiangxibu!"

"Be an enemy of my Shaxi tribe!"

"Similarly, he is also an enemy of me, Ke Shi!"

Then, the leaders of some small tribes expressed their views one after another.

Chapter 1.

As the title.

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