MTL - I Built a Territory in Ancient Times-Chapter 177 Festival

After reading the newspaper over and over again, I finally closed the book and pondered. Seeing this, the servants around didn't dare to make a sound at all, and they all relaxed their hands and feet.

After a long time, Tuoba Ren woke up from his contemplation. He coughed twice, stood up and walked two steps. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the sound of laughter coming from outside, he looked up, his eyes were gloomy, and he clenched his fists.

He took two steps in a hurry, and when he got to the door, he wanted to open it, but he put his hand down, coughed a few times, and turned back.

"Is the king entertaining anyone again?" Tuoba Ren asked the servant in the room pretending to be calm.

The servants glanced at each other, and one of them came over carefully and saluted and replied, "Yes, King Khan invited King Liangu of Zuobu today."

Tuoba Ren closed his eyes, clenched and loosened his fists several times before he calmed down, and said calmly, "Well, I see, you go and call Mr. Song over."

"Yes, my lord!" The servant wiped away a cold sweat and hurriedly did as instructed.

Tuoba Ren sat back to his original position. In the few months since he came back, the royal court has also undergone earth-shaking changes. The original Zuobu general was promoted to the Zuobu Liangu King by Tuoba Hongze.

This person was his Zongbo Helianbo, and he never dealt with him. This time he was promoted to king, and he was already on an equal footing with his Hunle king, and even his left king was even more powerful than his Hunle king.

This time, Helianbo was even more unscrupulous, and he would stab him every time he met him, even though he never bothered with him. However, this person is getting more and more arrogant. Relying on his seniority, even his eldest brother Tuobahong doesn't pay much attention to him.

There is no way, now the Suixi country has a strong left side. Since a few months ago, they have been defeated and returned, their vitality has been greatly damaged, and no one can suppress the left side's forces.

And Helian silk king, is also the eldest brother Tuoba Hong after thinking about it all the way. The last time he was defeated by more than 10,000 troops at the hands of more than 1,000 King Duan of Dayan, the name of his God of War, King Hunle, has been greatly reduced. Everyone on the grassland regrets that the eagle can no longer fly. There is a saying among them that a phoenix with feathers is not as good as a chicken. And he Tuoba Ren is this phoenix.

People on the grasslands worship heroes. A few years ago, Tuoba Ren was injured by Xie Yixiu of the Great Yan Kingdom. Since then, he has fallen sharply. He wanted to get back on his feet for countless days and nights, but what was the truth? His tens of thousands of people were actually defeated by a thousand people, and when he was several times more than the enemy, he was beaten to the ground and fled back to the royal court like a bereaved dog. Hunle King Tuoba Ren has become a real waste.

In order to appease the important ministers, Tuobahong could only deal with it coldly, and promoted the original general of the left guard to the king of Liangu. It was used to appease the dissatisfaction of the courtiers with Tuoba Ren.

Tuoba Ren knew that eldest brother Tuoba Hong was for himself, but he clenched his fists, he would rather eldest brother convict him than eldest brother compromise for him. However, Tuoba Hong had made up his mind, and only comforted him a few words, for fear that he would be embarrassed by the situation, or would be ridiculed by others, and he was not even allowed to participate in the ceremony of conferring the king.

In the past few months, he has been living in a secluded place in the royal court, and he has never asked about the affairs of the court. It's just about the size of the border, and whenever there is a little trouble, he pays attention to it. Especially the matter of King Duan of Dayan, he sent people to investigate secretly.

Tuoba Hong naturally knew that the last battle had almost caused an indelible psychological shadow on this younger brother. In fact, he didn't want to understand why the tens of thousands of Dasui cavalry could not be defeated by thousands of infantrymen.

This was something that had never happened before in the history of Suixi, and it was no wonder that Tuoba Ren was hit so hard.

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Tuobahong also wanted to learn more about the situation of that battle. However, the people below couldn't explain it clearly, and Tuoba Ren was even more silent about it. This made him unable to ask if he wanted to. There was no way, he didn't want to hurt his brother's heart again, so he had to go with him.

As long as Wang Tingzhong is about borderlands and Duan Wang Mingyu, Tuobahong will sort out a copy and send someone to send it over.

The news that Tuoba Ren saw just now was sent from the frontier a few days ago.

"My lord, Mr. Song is here." Someone outside told him.

Tuoba Ren nodded and motioned for people to come in. Not long after, a figure of a self-cultivation and jade standing appeared in the house.

Song Yeon's graceful appearance is an eye-catching presence as long as you stop there. A strand of hair hung down on his face, covering the small half of his face. Looking closely, he could faintly see the scar that was cut by Ming Yu last time. Just like Meiyu has flaws, but there is an indescribable sense of cruelty and broken beauty.

When Song Lian came here, he didn't wear the same fur mattresses as the people in Suixi, but still wore Hanfu and Confucian robes. He straightened his robes and performed a Han etiquette, "Your Highness summons, what's the matter?"

Tuoba Ren was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, coughed twice, and said politely, "Mr. Song is here at the Royal Court, I wonder if you are still used to it?"

Song Lian smiled slightly, "With the prince taking care of me, everything is fine."

Tuoba Ren nodded and motioned him to sit down, and his own servant served him tea. Song Lian frowned slightly, this thing has a fishy smell, and he is still not used to drinking it.

Seeing his actions, Tuoba Ren smiled and said to the waiter, "Sir, you are not used to drinking crispy tea from our grassland, so you can go and re-serve the new tea from the south that the king of Khan gave to this king."

The waiter hurriedly went down to put on new tea, and Tuoba Ren jokingly said, "Since Mr. Song has arrived in Suixi, he should try his best to adapt to our grassland lifestyle. Isn't there a saying in your Central Plains that you go into the countryside and do as the custom? Mr. Song is like this. Smart, it shouldn't be difficult to do, right?"

Song Lian's face turned pale, her fingers clenched tightly, and she replied, "Yes, I have slowly begun to adapt to it. It's just that the problem of adapting to the environment lies in one's ability to adapt, not whether it is smart or not."

Tuoba Ren smiled slightly, but didn't point it out. Song Lian was a literati from Dayan, and he always took Confucian thought and culture as the benchmark. In their opinion, Dasui is still a foreigner no matter what, a person who drank blood and did not know etiquette.

He took a sip of the crispy tea and said leisurely, "Although I don't know why you defected to our Dasui Kingdom, this king has no intention of getting to the bottom of it. However, after so long, I think Mr. Song has already understood the affairs of our royal court. Quite a lot, but it made the gentleman watch a lot of jokes." Tuoba Ren pointed out.

Song Lian cupped his hands, "Don't dare, Song is desperate in Dayan. Thanks to the prince for taking him in, Lian is very grateful. As long as the prince has any dispatch, Lian will never say anything."

Tuoba Ren waved his hand and sighed: "You have also seen the current situation of this king, but the idlers are a waste. Mr. Song follows this king, but your talents are buried."

Song Lian held up the tea that had just been changed in one hand, and a rich tea fragrance wafted through her nostrils. He took a deep breath, it was indeed a familiar taste in the Central Plains, he took a sip, the look in his eyes dimmed, but in just a moment, he regained his composure.

Song Lian smiled slightly, "My lord can walk and move, why is he a waste of idlers?"

"I can no longer mount a horse to gallop on the battlefield, and I have lost consecutive defeats. This king really has no face to face the people of Suixi." Tuoba Ren was disheartened, even if he had intentions, how could he survive his fate if the sky didn't work out.

Song Lian shook his head, "Your Highness is wrong! People on the grasslands admire heroes, which is understandable, and everyone in the world has a hero complex. But Your Highness really thinks that killing bears and tigers, being able to fight the enemy, and winning battles is what is called a hero? "

Tuoba Ren looked at him with deep eyes, "Isn't it true? This king killed wolves at the age of five, hunted bears at the age of eight, and became the number one warrior in the grassland at the age of thirteen. After that, he went on an expedition with his father, and he never failed. A lot of hard work. At that time, who dared to fight against the surrounding small countries? Just mentioning my name, King Hunle, can make the child stop crying. King Hunle is a hero that everyone in Dasui admires."

Song Lian shook her head and smiled without saying a word, and Tuoba Ren said strangely, "Does Mr. Song have any ideas for heroes?"

Song Lian said quietly, "Actually, in Lian's view, what the lord did was nothing more than the bravery of a common man."

Tuoba Ren changed his face, and in a state of excitement, he coughed again and again. After finally stopping the cough, he sneered: "What does Mr. Song mean?"

"If you don't judge a hero based on success or failure, a real hero will not be defeated. But you were defeated by yourself, Wang Ye, so Lian Cai said that Wang Ye is not a real hero."

A look of inquiry appeared on Tuoba Ren's face, and he looked up and down Song Lian, but did not speak.

However, Song Lian continued: "There was a person in the previous dynasty that Lian admired very much, and felt that if there was a hero in this world, he should be considered one of them. He was born in a poor family, and he was weak and weak since he was a child. But he was motivated and enterprising. He overcame many difficulties, and later assisted Emperor Taizong of the previous dynasty, unified the world, surrendered to the four barbarians, and became the prime minister under one person and more than ten thousand people."

"He is frail and sickly, but he can use his own wisdom to build a huge empire. He has never killed an enemy with a knife, but the enemy can be fearful. His legendary life can be said to be built by never giving up. Dare to ask My lord, does such a person dare not to be called a hero?"

Tuoba Ren closed his eyes, he knew what Song Lian said.