MTL - I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man-Chapter 218 Marriage

Pei Tuo stood on the bow of the ship, looking at the surging waves, and felt the cold wind coming from his face.

In the late autumn, the wind on the sea is already bitter.

"The wind and waves in winter are too big, and a dry duck carefully falls down." There was a leisurely ridicule from behind.

Pei Tuo turned and stared at Chen Li who walked slowly to the side.

Facing his gaze, Chen Li stood calmly at the bow of the ship with a calm expression and smiled: "It's just a long-time waterway, and it will soon arrive."

They are now on their way north of Nanlan City. The huge plundered wealth of Changlongguan was stored in a warehouse in the north by Yan Bo. Of course, the South Chen Shui Shi who was responsible for transporting the goods was clear. Now that Nan Chen returns and the overall situation is settled, Qin Nuo orders Chen Li and Pei Tuo to take several large ships to take out the goods.

Pei Tuo bit her lip and did not speak.

He didn't understand. When this guy faced himself, his attitude was so natural and free, as in the years when they were side by side.

In fact, since the emperor forbade him to go out and asked why he had met Chen Li, Pei Tuo began to suffer. He was imagining what would happen if the two met again. Full of expectations, and full of fear.

I have imagined all kinds of situations and never expected that it would be so bland and natural. As if those fiercely hurtful accidents never happened.

"Because I have always been thicker than you." What appeared on Chen Li's face was still the cynical smile.

After watching the same expression for more than ten years, Pei Tuo had never had such complicated emotions, whether angry or painful, he slammed up, grabbed Chen Li's collar, and pushed him to the wooden ship On the railing.

"You **** ..." he whispered.

Seeing the conflict between the two men, the guards immediately stepped forward, and the ship was still full of Nan Chen's soldiers and horses.

Chen Li raised her hand and motioned for the guards to retreat.

"Want to punch me out? I'm not your opponent now," Chen Li said calmly.

Pei Tuo's body shuddered, and he suddenly remembered that this man's martial arts had disappeared, and the days when he was evenly matched and his brothers fought with each other were gone.

He felt uncomfortable, but yelled: "Do it for yourself. Deserve it."

"Yeah, it's a mischief. It's a great benevolence to leave a life." Chen Li smiled cheerfully.

Pei Tuo seemed to be hitting cotton with a punch and holding the man's collar, he didn't even know how to scold.

She was deadlocked, and suddenly Chen Li coughed violently, a little blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Pei Tuo was frightened, and hurriedly withdrew his hand. "what happened to you?"

"Come and get the medicine first." Chen Li smiled bitterly. He had been injured by a kick from the emperor. He had been busy persuading Chen Xun to run around and had no time to heal.

Pei Tuo quickly called for guards, but fortunately, everything was available on the battleship.

Chen Li returned to the cabin, took the pill for activating blood circulation, and took another bottle of medicinal wine. He took off his shirt.

Pei Tuo looked at the bruise on his chest and frowned, "When did you get so badly hurt?"

"Don't make a fuss, it's just because of weak health, it's slow. It used to hurt much more than this." Chen Li wiped away the medicinal wine and laughed casually. If the internal force was abundant before, it would have been better. Gong healing hurt the congestion.

Pei Tuo was silent for a moment, walked to him, and took the medicine.

Chen Li trembled slightly without moving. Let him help himself to smear his back. For many years, the two have long been used to it.

Help him get medicated. Pei Tuo fastened the bottle cap and suddenly fell on Chen Li's finger.

He clasped his wrist: "Your nails!"

Chen Li tried to pull out and struggled twice without success. He simply followed him.

"What's going on?" Pei Tuo continued to ask. His face was dark, and it seemed to remind him of the last time the two men met in the prison department.

"I made it myself, it was just a small piece of nails, and it was a good deal in exchange for vitality." Chen Li smiled.

"What the **** are you doing?"

"Who makes Her Majesty the Emperor is a poor and weak master. Forget it, you don't understand." Chen Li broke free.

After a brief episode, Pei Tuo couldn't keep his face.

The two returned to the deck.

"Are the generals okay this year?" Chen Li asked.

"It's so good, I'm not mad at you." Pei Tuo blurted out, feeling this sentence familiar, as if he had heard it from Ren Jinglei's mouth before.

After making his own mistakes, Ren Jinglei approached Pei Yi and pleaded with each other. From an early age, his uncle was often angry with himself, but Ren Jinglei was thoughtful and thoughtful. He was born a child of someone else's family. Who would think of this most intimate guy, but in the end it was the coldest knife who was the worst.

Chen Li couldn't help but laugh: "Wait to Beijing, I will slowly repay my sins. Anyway, in the future, it is still alive." Looking at the blue sky of Haitian, he said leisurely.

***

Within the camp, a major event was concluded, and Lin Jia took the time to ask: "Will the emperor not set off and return?"

Qin Nuo laughed: "The identity of this spirit girl needs a finishing touch. You can't just disappear suddenly."

Lin Jia laughed: "How difficult is this? After the return of the minister, he can fake the shrine and say that the spirit girl has sacrificed herself and turned into aura of heaven and earth in order to quell the disaster of Tianxing Mountain."

There is no need to pay attention to logic in such a Shinto thing. It is also reasonable for the spirit girl to appear suddenly and then dissipate between heaven and earth.

Qin Nuo touched his chin. "This is a good reason, but I have a better idea for the future situation in Beishuo."

Immediately following the return of Nan Chen, Qin Nuo soon received the second good news.

In the south, Jicheng quickly fell under the attack of Da Zhou soldiers and horses. The elite of the Turbi nationality were ambushed by soldiers in the northern Xinjiang, and almost all the army was destroyed. Only a few remnants rushed out of the encirclement and fled to the north.

If Yan Bo is still eager for the main soldiers to return to the rescue, they will soon be desperate.

In the city of Nanlan, compared with the chaos that originally fought each other, there are now two sides with clear barriers.

The tribes of the various conferences and the remnants of Wang Ting formed an alliance, under the banner of revenge for the emperor, to cleanse the noble officials in Nanlan City.

However, after all, Nanlan City is the base of the Tu Bi nationality. Even if the main force was sent to Jicheng by Yan Bo, it could not return. There are also many guards and personal soldiers in the city, which the people want, and Yan Bo, the backbone of the backbone. He retired to the north of the city under the **** of a guard, and now led by tens of thousands of soldiers and horses gathered in the city, fighting with the rebel army occupying the south of the city, the situation was deadlocked for a moment.

However, the day after the news of the fall of Jicheng came, Yan Bo led his soldiers and began to retreat. Knowing that there was no hope at all, he simply gave up this huge city. In the north, the Tubi people still have a vast territory, and at least they have the opportunity to rise again.

Qin Nuo and his party chose to enter the city at this time.

Zema walked in the street market in Nanlan City, and everywhere he saw corpses and blood.

Seven or eight days have passed since a major chaos, and the chaos in the city has gradually subsided. The robbers of wealthy and wealthy merchants have repeatedly robbed the door. There is no more oil and water to squeeze out. Of course, the robbers have already eaten their mouths. As early as this morning, as Yan Bo's faction withdrew from the city, the days of war in Nanlan City finally came to an end.

The elite of several tribes, as well as the remnants of King Mu's court, were hunted at the tail. Upon receiving this information, Qin Nuo was certain that the Turbi people were afraid that they would repeat the tragedy of the last Xuelie tribe and be bitten to death by the wolves and tigers around them.

Qin Nuo took Chen Changan and others to gallop horses in front of a magnificent mansion.

It was originally a palace of Nanlan City, but now it is occupied by the Xuelie clan and has become their temporary base. In addition, there are several large mansions in Nanlan City, which are occupied by ambitious tribes.

On the return of Qin Nuo, the high priest was overjoyed and welcomed the little general Pang Hui who returned from the expedition to the hall with joy.

Passed the entrance of the hall, and met Li Qianjun who came out with another team.

Li Qianjun paused for a while, and he also heard about the rising star of this tribe called Pang Hui. Both sides nodded, passing by.

After entering the hall, he retired from his left and right attendants. The high priest meaningfully said, "I thought that the downstairs were smooth and went by wind."

Qin Nuo smiled: "The high priest is polite. The Xuelie tribe are important allies in the future. How can they leave without saying hello? That would be too rude."

The high priest bowed down, "His Highness is the glory of my people."

"I saw General Li go out, but something went wrong in the frontline military affairs." Qin Nuoshun asked.

For so long, the Xuelie people had known that Li Qianjun was the younger brother of Li Tuer, who was only four years old when Li Tuer died. He showed amazing martial arts talent when he was a teenager. He used to be the most promising rising star of the tribe, but chose a different path. He did not like the slow development of one step at a time, but chose to take a group of like-minded young people to Mu's Wang Ting is effective.

During these days in Nanlan City, the High Priest has been persuading him to return to the Xuelie clan. This son is quite stubborn. It is not a problem to return to the clan, but he must turn his head to deal with the court of the Mu Family who has the grace of knowing and meeting, but flatly refused.

In this respect, Emperor Jiwu is indeed regarded as a generation of lords in Beishuo. He has never been promoted from the promotion of talents. Li Qianjun has made contributions and he does not reward him. Regarding this lord, despite his early hatred of extermination, Li Qianjun was more grateful and respected. For Mu Kun, although there is no such kind of knowledge of the old master, but also forgive him the blame of ineffective rescue, it is impossible to meet each other.

Originally Qin Nuo's plan, Li Qianjun was the best candidate to assassinate Mu Kun. The high priest knocked sideways a few times, and found that Li Qianjun was unwilling to take action against the Mourning court, but he had to give up this plan. Instead, the elite warriors of the tribe and Chen Chang'an ambushed and planted them on the heads of the Yan Bo Yi party. However, by chance, Qin Nuo took the initiative to solve Mu Kun, but it was a surprise.

"Yan Boyi party fled north, and several tribes are going to join forces to hunt down. Qianjun will take his tribe a thousand elites to go north." The high priest laughed.

He also had a headache for this stubborn and mindless grandson. The plan can only be concealed. Fortunately, the black pot is now buckled on the heads of the Tu Bi nationality.

Qin Nuo nodded: "The next strategy, the high priest may have a vision. Nanlan City is so rich, and this will be the foundation for the great cause."

The high priest shook his head and said, "His Royal Highness was laughing and joking, how big the belly was and how much rice to eat. The Xuelie tribe has so far been only a few hundred thousand people, and Nanlan City is large and magnificent with a large population. Taking this as a base, you will have to face endless troubles. Instead, you should plan a new territory with Lucheng as the core. There was once a city of Xuelie. And ... "

The high priest paused and sighed, "After all, Tianxing Mountain is the place of origin of my tribe. People cannot leave their homeland, just like the grass and trees cannot escape the growing soil. When the fire of this time ends, maybe we will try Return to your hometown and rebuild the new Sherlet City. "

Qin Nuo nodded. Not only will the homeland be hard to find, but after the ground fire erupts, it will also bring a lot of new wealth, such as rich soil, rich minerals, especially the land that has geothermal resources if the Little Ice Age becomes real. Maybe it will be a rare place of abundance here.

But that is a distant future, decades, even hundreds of years later.

"As for Nanlan City ..." The high priest smiled slyly. "None of the many tribes of the Alliance can eat this huge city. Only the strong empire in the south can completely conquer it."

"Of course, there are still some clans who can't help themselves. After several days of plundering, they have obviously harvested a lot, but they still try to devour more with their greedy mouths." The high priest snorted, "I don't know how to deal with these The stupid thing that was killed in the city is also expected. "

The old man was indeed a qualified politician. Qin Nuo could not help but admire. No wonder, under such a terrible crisis more than 20 years ago, they can lead the tribe out of a living path.

"Nanlan City, I accepted it on behalf of Dazhou, and also accepted the kindness of the Xuelie people this time."

"Your Highness is polite, you have yet to repay our kindness in case." The high priest bent down deeply.

"When Da Zhou's soldiers and horses take over Nanlan City and the rich city grasslands around it, countless tribes around here will definitely come to pay tribute."

The tribes on the prairie are so realistic, especially the small and medium tribes, to bend their knees to the strong is their way of survival. Just like surrendering to the Mu family, they will become their respected masters when Da Zhou builds a huge force outside the perimeter.

At the beginning of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the five counties established outside Saisai were also dominated by the surrendering grassland tribe. With Nanlan City as its core this time, it may be possible to establish counties that are richer and broader than before.

"Compared with these icing tribes, the friendship of the Xuelie tribe to send charcoal in the snow, I will always remember in the heart of the Zhou Dynasty." Qin Nuo solemnly assured.

The high priest smiled obediently: "This is the gift of His Highness."

Qin Norton paused and said, "In addition, in order to witness the friendship between the two sides, I have a good proposal. It is better to use marriage to strengthen the blood of the two sides."

The high priest's eyes burst into light instantly, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Marriage, Your Highness said ..."

Qin Nuo laughed. "Her Royal Highness the Xuelie tribe, she has a distinguished bloodline and is both talented and beautiful. It just happens that my emperor's harem in Da Zhou is empty. If she can marry, she is willing to treat her with a concubine.

The high priest was stunned, and Lin Jia and Chen Changan in the hall were stunned, and could hardly believe what they heard in their ears.

I knew the emperor had a different idea, but it was not so different.

Never marry yourself to yourself! The emperor is indeed the emperor, so **** creative!

Even Lin Jia, such a staunch stick, was dumbfounded by shock.

The high priest was slightly stronger than them. There was a flash of imperceptible loss in his heart. When he heard the marriage, his first reaction was to long for Her Royal Highness to give them a child.

A baby girl with royal blood of the Da Zhou Dynasty is extremely noble and will inherit the status of the spirit girl of the Xuelie tribe in the future.

Unfortunately, Qin Nuo proposed another direction. Although weird, it sounds very reasonable.

In the days of chaos in Nanlan City, Her Royal Highness could obviously leave the border of Beishuo immediately, return to the south by boat, but insist on staying. It can also be seen from this aspect that his gratitude to the Xuelie tribe is truly sincere, and he attaches great importance to his ally. I would rather delay my schedule, but also cast a solid iron-like guarantee for the future alliance between the two sides.

As a princess, of course, it is impossible to truly become the concubine of the Da Zhou harem. This so-called marriage is only a covenant for the people of the world, indicating that the Xuelie tribe's sincerity to the Da Zhou dynasty and Da Zhou's holy family .

Thinking about this, the high priest gradually reassured himself.

Qin Nuo thought quietly: Do n’t you want to draft, do you want concubines? Give you one now. Finally, he can stop the mouths of those courtiers. In the future, Miao Miao will not be criticized too much in the harem.

In addition, the Ling Nu was married to the Emperor Da Zhou. In the future, the faith of the goddess who crosses the world will continue to flourish.