roccoschili The First Champion Chapter 203
The First Champion Chapter 203
The patriarch of Shiwei was the first to stand up, twisting his waist and swaying his hips, his vulgarity and absurdity caused the Khitan nobles to clap their hands and laugh.
After the dance, Patriarch Shi Wei blushed and panted, knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Your Majesty understands the literary talent of the Southerners quite well, and I would like to compose a poem for Your Majesty."
"You still have this ability? Let's hear it."
"Your Majesty caught a fish and gave it to us so that we could all eat it. It was warm in our stomachs, and we dare not squat in a latrine when we go back."
He intentionally made a fool of himself, and sure enough, the Khitan people laughed out loud. The head of Shiwei's ass was upturned, and his face was lowered, sneering again and again.
Yelu Yanxi had a well-balanced appearance, he was considered a rather handsome man, but his body was hollowed out by wine and sex, and he looked a little vain and pale.
He held a beautiful woman's waist in one hand, held a wine glass in the other, and slapped his thigh with a smile, spilling the wine all over the floor.
When the people present saw it, they all put on a show, no matter how ugly and ridiculous it was.
Until it was the turn of the Jurchen Wanyan tribe, Wanyan Aguda, the current tribal leader, had a faint anger on his stern face.
The servants of the Liao Dynasty stepped forward to yell and scold him several times, but he stood still, but he refused to step forward to dance.
A few servants were in a hurry, they stepped forward to punch and kick, these little eunuchs were weak, they hit Wanyan Aguda's body like punching iron with fists, grinning their teeth in pain.
Yelu Yanxi was furious, he slapped the table and got up, cursing: "Take it down for me!"
A group of Khitan guards stepped forward, pushed Wanyan Aguda to the ground, put heavy shackles on his body, and hung him from a nearby tree.
Wanyan Aguda didn't say a word, but just stopped his younger brother U Qimai and others who wanted to get angry with his eyes, and signaled them not to act rashly.
Chapter 245 A Hundred Years of Humiliation and Feud
In the middle of the night, the autumn wind howled, and a big and strong man was tied to a big tree in the open space.
In the tent of Xiao Lin, the housekeeper under Xiao Fengxian, several Jurchens bowed their heads and knelt on the ground.
They brought ginseng, mink fur, famous horses, bead beads, handsome eagles, and beeswax, and the piles were full.
Xiao Lin smiled coldly: "Your leader has a lot of backbone. There are so many leaders who can perform dances for His Majesty, why is he the only one who can't?"
Wanyan Wuqimai lowered his head, knocked his forehead on the ground, and said: "Housekeeper Xiao, it's not that my elder brother refuses, but he can't dance. If His Majesty is willing, we are willing to dance for him."
"You dance? You deserve it too?" Xiao Lin cursed, then glanced at the presents they brought, he was satisfied, and said unhurriedly: "Lao Laozi is going to intercede with Mr. Xiang, and when he returns, tell him Wanyan Aguda, be more honest in the future."
Wanyan Wuqimai had just been conferred an official title by the Khitan Emperor, but he was still nothing in front of Xiao Fengxian's servants.
During the hunting meeting a few days ago, Wanyan Wuqimai and several Jurchens performed Hulu, Tiger Shooting and Bear Fighting for Yelu Yanxi.It caused Yelu Yanxi to be amazed, and immediately promoted them to ranks, which of course are all false names and useless at all.
The bravery of the Jurchens did not attract the attention of the Khitan nobles at all. In their eyes, these barbaric Jurchens in the north were just a small clan and could not become a climate at all.
One must know that the Khitan country is vast and boundless, such small tribes have eight hundred if not one thousand.The Khitan nobles wanted to bully them, but they didn't know which one to pick first.
The "Northern Pearl" was produced in the Jurchen area, and the Liao Kingdom kept asking for it. The Jurchen had to dig ice to get mussels when it was icy and snowy, which was extremely miserable.
What's even more outrageous is that Khitan sends people to Jurchen to ask for Haidongqing every year. These Suoying envoys with silver medals on their waists are called "silver angels".Putting aside the fact that Costin is rare and extremely difficult to catch, the number Khitan asks for is increasing year by year.I don't know how many real maidens died on the way to catch eagles.
What's more, these "angels" rely on their status, as long as the Jurchen beauties they fancy, they don't ask whether they are married or not, and they don't ask about their family status, and they will drag them to recommend pillows at will.There are often Jurchen nobles who guard their wives and daughters outside the door and are insulted by these people, and dare not speak out.
Khitan has been bullying and humiliating Jurchen for hundreds of years, so it is not difficult to understand why they became so fierce and brave when they destroyed Liao.
After holding his breath for hundreds of years, the momentum that erupted was indeed extraordinary.
After secretly hiding an orb, Xiao Lin happily came outside Xiao Fengxian's tent. Xiao Fengxian hadn't slept in the tent yet, so Xiao Lin didn't dare to go in and only talked outside.
Xiao Fengxian didn't care much, and said impatiently: "Understood, I'm going to sleep soon, how can I get up again for him, let him hang for one night first, and then talk when he wakes up."
The cold wind from the north blew, and Wanyan Aguda was hung in the wind. The heavy shackles had worn away the flesh of his wrists, but there was no trace of discomfort on his face.
The seeds of hatred have already been planted in the middle of the night
More than ten years ago, the Jurchen tribe was divided into dozens of tribes that did not belong to each other, and the Wanyan clan did not have a prominent position among the Jurchen tribes.
When Ugunai was appointed Minister of Wanyan, the Wanyan clan developed into a powerful tribe, and conquered and united more than a dozen tribes to form a tribal alliance.
Wu Gunai became the leader of the tribal alliance and was awarded the title of Jiedushi by the Liao Dynasty.Wu Gu took advantage of Khitan's support to kill all his fellow tribesmen.
By the time of Wanyan Aguda's generation, he had become the common leader of the Jurchen slave owners.
Since Emperor Tianzuo Yelu Yanxi came to the throne, the Khitan nobles have increasingly oppressed and extorted the tribes of the Jurchen.With the connivance of the Khitan court, Khitan officials and profiteers often went to the market to forcefully buy Jurchen goods at "low prices", and they called themselves "beating Jurchen".
An eagle circled down in the sky, landed on Aguda's shoulder, and rubbed against his cheek very close.
A Guda felt the temperature of the flat-haired bird of prey, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. Looking at the big tent where the Khitan nobles enjoyed themselves, a dangerous idea kept growing and spreading in his mind.
When he came to Khitan's Shangjing road this time, all he saw and heard was the corruption and incompetence of Khitan nobles and monarchs, the Khitan people on the side of the road had pale faces, and there were a lot of beggars.
Yelu Yanxi and Xiao Fengxian were even more extravagant and lustful, enjoying themselves day and night.
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In Youzhou City, Yang Lin's bedroom was lit with incense, and a curtain hung over his gums. A Qiang girl was making her bed.
Outside the screen was Lu Qian from the Long Live Camp, clasped his fists and bowed his head, saying, "Master, we have been away for a month and a half, and there is no major incident in Bianliang City. It is only said that it is Cai Xiangfu's new law, and the salt tax and tea tax are over 400 million. Officials Daxi began to build the Erling Pagoda, and wrote a letter of "blessing and prolonging the longevity, protecting the country and loving the people."
Yang Lin smiled and said: "Our Minister Cai, with his new method of salt and tea, although he collected 400 million yuan for the court, he forced countless wealthy merchants in the south of the Yangtze River to beg on the streets. You send a message to my father and ask him to go to the south of the Yangtze River to collect money. These homeless businessmen can be used by us if they have real talents and lessons learned."
Cai Jing's new law, to put it bluntly, is to concentrate private wealth in Bianliang and into the hands of the imperial court.This policy was continued for a hundred years after he was ruined.It has to be said that the Southern Song Dynasty was able to block the Mongols for 45 years with half of the country, and this policy contributed a lot.
His feet were cold, and the Qiang girl who washed his feet lifted his feet and was about to wipe them with a cloth.
Yang Lin lifted it up, rubbed it gently on her chest, smiled and said softly: "This is the rule, you have to remember it."
The little Qiang girl blushed and nodded slightly.
Yang Lin walked over to the bedside with his wooden clogs on and said, "Since he is building a building in the official family, the Long Live Camp cannot fail to express an order to Yin Muhong, asking him to recruit a painter from Kaifeng Mansion to paint his mother's 390 auspicious pictures and compile them into The book is called Daguan Huapu, and it is to wish the official family a long life."
What a great deal!Lu Qian shook his head secretly, Shaozai was really willing to spend money on flattering him, how many painters would he have to recruit.
Seeing that Yang Lin had no other orders, Lu Qian turned his head, exited the bedroom, and gently closed the door for him.
On the other side of the gums, two delicate and charming Qiang girls with smooth skin slowly untied their belts, took off their undergarments, and each hugged his foot in their arms, lying on their side.
The exhaustion of running around for days made Yang Lin a little tired, and soon there was a slight snoring sound.
At the same time, on the Eclipta tree under the bright moon, a young girl was sitting on a branch with her feet hanging down and swinging back and forth.
The heroic Suina in the past, the flower of the prairie, has undergone subtle changes in her temperament since that night.
Inadvertently, the eyes are like spring waves, the face is full of peach blossoms, the cherry lips are trembling, and the melancholy and blurred look is more moving than before.
Su Yina couldn't tell what it was like, she was a little angry, a little desolate, and a little worried about gains and losses.