Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 585 Feast in Gaonu City

  Fei Qian knew in his heart that in order to face Xianbei head-on, the first thing to do was to eliminate Xianbei's possible reinforcements.

  The so-called Xianbei reinforcements are the Qiang and Huns.

  Because they are all related to the Hu people, although they are different tribes, the Qiang people and the Huns also acted as the wingers of the Xianbei people during the previous few times when Xianbei went south.

Of course, on the other hand, when the Han people were strong at that time, most of these Hu people were regarded as second-class people, and there were many things bullied and suppressed, just like the white people in the later generations of the United States saw black people. Both law and civil affairs are inclined to the Han people...

  However, there is no way to calculate these things about Chen Zhima and rotten millet, and there is no way to calculate clearly, especially the bad debt with the Huns, which is simply extremely bad.

  It was the enemy first, then the Southern Huns split from the Northern Huns, then the Southern Huns became the leading party, and then participated in the Han Dynasty’s suppression of peasant uprisings and rebellions by local tyrants...

  But similarly, the Southern Huns also rebelled from time to time, attacking towns and plundering people...

   Is this good, or is it bad?

   Killed them all? So will any of these ethnic minorities around the Han Dynasty choose to surrender in the future?

  Let bygones be bygones? So didn’t these ethnic minorities die when they wanted to die, and then found out that the problem was serious, and they could be sent home smoothly and free of charge when they lay down and cried for mercy?

  Anyway, this account is very messy, even future generations of certified public accountants may not be able to figure it out clearly...

  After the Battle of Pingyang, the Fuluo tribe naturally couldn't stay in Pingyang for a long time in the area where there is no grassland, so they set up camp near Gaonu, north of Beiqu, by the Zouma River.

  Gaonu used to be a county seat, but now it is the same as Pingyang before, it has been dilapidated, basically there are no Han people living here, only some horse thieves use it as a stronghold.

Basically, Yu Fuluo didn't make much effort to clean up the group of horse thieves, and then found a few houses that were not completely destroyed as residences, while most of the cattle and sheep were put on horses. Grazing by the water.

  Yu Fuluo greeted Feiqian outside Gaonu City early...

  Fei dived before Yu Fuluo, got off his horse, looked left and right, and said, "Shan Yu, long time no see, he looks pretty good!"

   "Haha, Zhonglang looks pretty good too!" Yu Fuluo stepped forward and stroked his chest as a salute, then hugged Feiqian again, and then went into the city together with Feiqian on his arm, it seems that the two people are not close...

There is no way to be unkind, now the official letter of state canonization in Fuluo as Shanyu of the Southern Huns is still in the hands of Cai Yong, the master of Feiqian, and he is now slowly going to Hedong, if it is not for fear of causing some misunderstanding, he will get news Yu Fuluo even wished to send thousands of cavalry to guard all the way!

   Therefore, can Yu Fuluo not have a good attitude towards Feiqian?

  As soon as he entered Gaonu County, Yu Fuluo loudly ordered his people to kill cattle and sheep, saying that he wanted to entertain distinguished guests.

   Fei Qian smiled, looked around, and suddenly said casually: "Shanyu, this place looks good too, do you want me to repair it for you, and use it as the royal court?"

  Yu Fuluo paused for half a second while walking, then glanced at Fei Qian, and said, "Our royal court is in Meiji, not here anymore."

   "But now..." Fei Qian said as if chatting, "I heard...Xubuguduhou seems to be very close to the Xianbei people..."

  Fei Qian didn’t finish what he said, but Yu Fuluo naturally understood the meaning. If Xubu Gudu Hou had something to do with the Xianbei people, then Yu Fuluo’s hope of returning to Meiji would be even slimmer.

Of course Fei Qian didn't know if Xubu Guduhou had any real contacts with the Xianbei people, but after all, Meiji was not far from the Xianbei people under the Yin Mountain, and since Yu Fuluo chose the Han Dynasty, Xubu Gudu Hou neither sent envoys to the Han Dynasty nor entrusted Han officials to write a letter to explain anything in such a long period of time, so it is not a problem that most of them have chosen to deviate from the Han court.

  Yu Fu Luo walked forward silently and didn't speak, but the occasional twitching of the muscles on his cheek revealed that his mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

   It wasn't until the guests and hosts were seated, when the banquet started, that Yu Fuluo was full of smiles and chatted happily. Now that the canonization is about to be imminent, no matter from which aspect, Yu Fuluo at least has shown in front of the tribe that he is confident and confident about the future, and uses this to suppress some voices of dissatisfaction within the tribe and improve himself. majesty and authority.

   Naturally, Fei Qian knew it well, and laughed along with Yu Fuluo, and didn't talk about any topics during the normal banquet, it was really as if he came to congratulate Yu Fuluo in advance...

Clusters of bonfires were lit, and the roasted whole lamb was roasted by the flames, exuding the unique aroma of fat; the beef bones in the large copper kettle were rolling up and down in the milky white boiling soup; the tender sirloin was cut into pieces. Two-finger-wide flakes, sprinkled with green salt, and grilled on wooden branches to be just right on the outside and tender on the inside; the special sour kumiss is poured into the wine bowl and added as you drink; cheese and various dried fruits Basically, the plate is full like a hill...

  The Southern Huns sang and danced around the bonfire, and from time to time they would come forward with wine bowls to toast.

Yu Fuluo's face was full of red light. Every time someone came, he would pull Feiqian and introduce him to him, saying that this was a warrior with that name, and that was the leader of that tribe. The visitors patted each other's chests, hooked their shoulders, and the atmosphere was simply not too good.

  The banquet started in the afternoon and continued until the evening. Seeing that it was almost time, Fei Qian presumed that he was drunk, and then quietly left.

After about half a stick of incense, Yu Fuluo also came to look for him. Seeing that Fei Qian had already had the tea soup cooked, he laughed, sat down, and said, "Tell me, Fei Zhonglang, we need to do it." what?"

  Fei Qian shook his head and said, "No, I don't need you to do anything at all."

  Yu Fuluo laughed twice, not believing it at all: "The Xianbei people have already dispatched troops from the southern foot of Yinshan Mountain, and it is estimated that it will take another twenty days at most..."

  Fei Qian hiccupped, quickly picked up the tea bowl, took a sip and pressed it down, and said, "Xianbei, hehe, I actually don't pay much attention to it."

  Yu Fuluo let out a "ha" and didn't speak, but he obviously thought that Fei Qian was talking big. There are not millions of people in Xianbei who control strings, but there are hundreds of thousands. How dare you say that you don't pay attention to this little territory?

  You Fei Qian Fei Zhonglang, aren’t you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue?

   The composition of the Hu people in the Northland is cumbersome, and the information is relatively small. If there is any mistake...

   Everyone, just pretend you didn’t see it...

   Ka Ka Ka...

   The author saw no one around, so he ran away...

  (end of this chapter)