The reborn emperor, you are dismissed

Chapter 476

Seeing the serious expression of the middle-aged man, Temur was stunned for a moment, and then clapped his hands: "Okay, it's my king's blessing to have such a loyal and admonishing person like Zhebu to help."

Patriarch Kelie's emotions did not relax, and he continued: "Wang, don't listen to other people's demagogues. Daqi is different from our national conditions. If we force ourselves to copy it, it will lead to unpredictable consequences."

"Isn't that right, I discussed it with Zhebu as soon as I thought about it." King Xiaoyang smiled slightly, "Forget it after hearing it, don't spread it to the outside world, it really hurt the brotherhood of several tribes, this king is in trouble."

"I won't talk nonsense."

"Come on, have some tea."

The two stopped talking about it, and talked about the growth of the number of cattle and sheep in the spring.

Half an hour later, Zhebu came out of the golden tent, followed by several attendants, and several of them stepped on the horse and sped away.

Xiaoyang's climate has four unknown seasons. Most of the seasons, the weather is very clear, neither hot nor cold, and the grass grows and warblers fly.

They rushed all the way, crossed the continuous gentle slope, and in the distance, where the blue sky and green grass met, there were stretches of felt tents.

"The patriarch is back!"

The ethnic groups coming and going saluted one after another.

Jebu nodded and responded one by one, but his expression was a little hesitant, and he went straight into the main tent.

"Father!"

"Big brother."

The two figures raised the curtain one after the other.

Zhebu looked at his eldest son, Gegen, and his younger brother, Taogus, and waved his hands to indicate where he was.

Ge Gen is a young man in his twenties, with a lively and cheerful personality, and he took the lead in saying:

"About this year's Damayin Festival, does Wang have any special instructions?"

Patriarch Kelie was not in the mood to mention the festival at the moment, so he recounted the dispute in the golden tent.

"Father is right." Ge Gen said righteously, "In the past hundred years, although there have been differences among the several major tribes, no matter what contradictions there are on the surface, the unanimous heart has never changed. How could Temur annex it? The idea is too much!"

"Gegen!" Zhebu reprimanded in a deep voice, "annexation is too bad a word. Not long after Temur was elected to the throne, it is inevitable that he will be impetuous, and his intentions are not bad."

Virtue and prudence are the motto of the clan.

Ge Gen bowed his head immediately: "The child is wrong."

"Brother, if you refute the king's remarks face to face, I'm afraid... you will be retaliated." Taogus said worriedly, "Anyway, this proposal has no impact on the family, so why not give in to it?"

"What are you afraid of?" Zhebu said proudly, "I regard him as king just because I think he is capable, but it doesn't mean I have fear in my heart. As the patriarch, I can't do this kind of thing in vain!"

Tao Gesi sighed secretly and said no more.

Ge Gen echoed loudly: "Uncle, Kret is the second largest family after all, and is evenly matched with Wang's Yaori clan. If father doesn't stand up and object, how can the patriarchs of the other tribes dare to speak out, okay."

"Brother is wise and mighty, it's because the younger brother is timid." Tao Gesi said humbly.

After walking out of the main tent, the afterglow of the setting sun had covered the entire grassland, and Gegen patted Taoggs on the shoulder:

"Go to the competition with me tomorrow?"

"No, some personal matters." Tao Gesi politely declined, "You choose carefully, pick a few capable talents, and strive to win this year's Mayin championship in one fell swoop."

Gegen said angrily: "Last year it was a little bit worse. In terms of a single game, Kled is no worse than Sunday!"

Tao Gesi smiled and was about to say something when a voice like a silver bell came:
"elder brother!"

A young girl arrived in a hurry, wearing a royal blue satin gown, with white fluff rolled around the skirt and cuffs, and small boots, she was shorter than ordinary Xiaoyang women, and her long hair was braided into several thin braids. Hanging behind her, she looked extraordinarily delicate and lovely as she swayed briskly with running and jumping.

(End of this chapter)