Chapter 42 It's terrible

April of Mengyang Linxi was a turning point for the whole grassland. Perhaps the herdsmen at the bottom did not feel anything, but the barbarian nobles and those in power deeply felt the undercurrent after calm. Southern messengers appearing on the grassland, the huge killing and heavy crossbows, various decisions of those in power, the secret expansion of the army... All signs show that the grassland will never be peaceful again... In fact, the grassland rarely enjoys real peace. To be precise, the bloody wind will be more violent in the future!

"No!" The king looked coldly at the head of the Chinasi noble family kneeling in front of him. This is the fourth nobleman seen today, all for the same thing. But his answer is the same, "If the Herudin family feels that it is unacceptable to increase the gold collection by 30% in the next few years, they can leave Chinas with your family's wealth! But your herdsmen and cattle and sheep will stay, because they belong to the Chinas tribe!"

"But... However, the great king, before the Southern Expedition last year, you only increased the collection of gold from the nobles. Why is the peaceful era so strict for us miserable people?" The head of the Heruddin family is about to cry. Since the Hulutai family, the second noble of Chinas, angered the king and was exterminated, the Heruddin family has become the second largest aristocrat. Now it seems that he prefers that the Heruddin family can be a humble nobleman... The king's requirements are really beyond his tolerance.

"A miserable person?" There was a trace of anger in the king's tone, "A noble family owner cried about his suffering in front of me? Have you been a noble for a long time, and don't you even have the most basic shame? Herudin, do you want to confiscate your cattle and sheep slaves and really feel what kind of life the bitter herdsmen are living? The king's indifferent face was emotionless. He looked down at Herudin, who was kneeling on the ground, and there was a trace of disgust in his eyes - such aversion to the barbarians and this group of barna maggots...

The owner of the Luding family raised his head. His eyes were almost the same as those of the king, all of which were amber, but he did not have the sense of control in the eyes of the king. His eyes looked together with the king's condescending eyes, "Great king, your collection of gold has reached 40% of the annual output value, and if you add 30%, it will be seven layers. What should we do... Our gold is not transformed out of thin air, but is handed over by the herdsmen under the jurisdiction little by little. By doing this, you are driving the herdsman to a dead end..."

"Don't think I don't know your secret business, He Luding, you and the Hulutai family have been secretly doing fur business with Mengyang businessmen for nearly ten years, right? Half of the money earned by selling stolen sheepskin, cowhide, fox skin and even wolf skin in a year is enough to make up for this 30% of the gold collection, and there is no loss..."

"Ah--" The owner of the Herudin family trebled when he heard this, and his eyes became frightened in an instant - it was a great sin to sell things from the grassland.

"Oh? Don't you understand how I can know?" The king said coldly, "When I killed the Hulutai family, I saw in his tent that this was a ten-year transaction, including the time, place, quantity of each transaction, and how you divided the money with the Hulutai family... All of these can be seen clearly!"

"King, don't say it, this 30% of gold comes from my family! Please let me go, let me go..." He Luding was like a hairy dog at this time. He lay on the ground and did not dare to move. His head was lowered and he did not dare to look up at the king. He really doesn't have the courage to look at the king when he is furious.

"Ha ha... are you afraid!" The king laughed. Hulutai slowly raised his head with laughter and saw the cold smile on the king's cracked lips, which was not the rage he imagined.

"I won't kill you! The fur smuggling business between you and the southerners can continue or even expand further. You don't have to worry too much about searching for anything that can be exchanged for gold on the grassland. If someone stops him, let him tell me directly!" The king said in a low voice, "It's just that only a small part of this gold can be left for you, and the rest will be handed over. If there is a private collection, the whole family will be destroyed!"

Although I don't know why the king gave such an order, I can confirm that my life has been saved. He Rudin stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and his trembling body calmed down. He kowtowed to the king and said in a low voice, "He Luding obeys... It's just that the herdsmen's life may be more miserable..." After that, he stood up and saluted the king, and then withdrew from the tent.

"Is the life of the herdsmen going to be more miserable..." The king muttered to himself, and his expression could not be so cold, showing a trace of helplessness and regret. "There will always be a lifetime of smellow, sacrificing this generation in exchange for the happiness of the whole barbarians. Such sacrifice is also worthwhile and worthy of them. ..."

"Is Your Highness persuading yourself? Is there a trace of shaking in your heart? A young man in black scales suddenly came out of the corner of the tent, and his unruly look seemed to smile. He appeared so suddenly, as if he had been standing in the shadow of the corner there.

"Without wavering, I won't regret what I decided. It's just that the price paid by the grassland is too high. As the king of the barbarians, he can't bear to treat his people so harshly, and he has to be so cold and down. It's just a little contradictory!" The king sat on the throne of the big tent with his head down, and his gray hair was shaken by the spring breeze blowing in from outside the tent, always reminding people that the king is old and no longer young...

Yin Zhe finally put away the joke on his face, and his dark eyes stared straight at the king, the old man's tired look, and his mottled white hair and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He actually felt a special feeling from the king of the barbarian clan as his father, General Fanyang Yudianyan - his father was persecuted by the royal family and lived in seclusion in the mountains for 16 years. He did not want to care about the world, but he stepped back to the battlefield of hegemony for the people of Fanyang at the risk of being killed by the royal family. I'm afraid that father and the king are the same kind of people. They don't expect any hegemony or the Ninth Five-Year Plan. What they want is that the world is peaceful and the people live a happy life, that's all. Such a gentle and beautiful wish has to be realized in sword war, to turn gentle wishes into tyrannical roars, and to turn innocent civilians into corpses crushed by the iron flow of war in armor... For them, this is the most sadistic pain.

He shook his head and smiled softly, put away his frivolity, bowed deeply to the king, and bowed to the emperor on the grassland for the first time to bow from the bottom of his heart to show his respect.

The king of the barbarians is actually a gentle person. However, in troubled times, those in power must wear cold masks and walk on the clouds and be worshipped by thousands of people.

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The barbarian king has ordered the barbarians to move north on April 15. Before leaving the south of the Yangtze River, the southern Fanyang's powerful heavy crossbow finally touched the heart of the grassland emperor. No one knows how powerful warriors of the barbarians will be when they appear on the battlefield with well-made machines in the south. The alliance between the Fanyang Empire and the first tribe of the grassland, Chinasi, has been secretly reached among the high-level, but the lower herdsmen and the bottom nobles are still in the dark - after all, the barbarians have accumulated resentment against the south for hundreds of years, and the whole tribe has announced an alliance with the southerners, which will undoubtedly anger the herdsmen of the Chinasi tribe, and even It is possible to shake Chinas's dominance on the grassland.

Moreover, what worries the king most is that if the alliance is discovered by the other major tribes, Chi Na Si will not become the target of public criticism. Chinas is preparing to launch a grassland unification war for five years. Only by raising the number of Chinas's army and equipment as a whole can he fight with other tribes at the same time. If the war starts early, Chi Nasi will only fail.

So he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy the machine manufacturing technology in the south. He was also looking forward to the expression on his face when the charging cavalry was shot 500 steps away. But it hurts to think about it - why do barbarians have to put their blades at their own people? The king is a reasonable person. Other Khan kings don't care so much. They never miss any opportunity to pull Chi Naisi down to the throne of the lord of the grassland...

But the wind and clouds on the grassland began to rise, and Chi Nasi was preparing, and other tribes were also secretly preparing. Looking at the whole continent, Mengyang was experiencing soldiers and horses. Fanyang resumed his army and sought to form an alliance with the terrible cavalry of the barbarians. The grassland was also stormy, and the suffoed life really kicked off.

Near the last time before the barbarians moved north, the northern messenger from Mengyang finally met the Lion King of the grassland. I have to say that they are too lucky or lucky. If there is a rainy day on the road, or encounter any other obstacles, after the barbarians move north and leave the Rilana River, they will only face the boundless grassland and can no longer find their target.

The scarlet man in a scarlet robe, even his hair, eyes and lips looked confusing. When his feet stepped on the grassland on the south bank of the Rilana River, he looked up at the blue sky of the grassland, with a charming smile at the corners of his mouth. He opened his arms and his slender and powerful arms wanted to hold the whole grassland, the whole blue sky, and even the lonely snow mountains in the distance. The narrow eyes are scarlet like bleeding, as if to turn this land into a Shura killing field...

He turned his head and looked at a tall and strong man behind him, stretched out his slender fingers to stroke the ferocious scar like a centipede on his neck, and said softly, "This is the grassland in the far north. Do you feel your brother's breath? You know he is alive, right? Um, isn't it Yuanhong? You followed me to the grassland just to find him, didn't you?

The man's gray face was out of place on the tender green and vibrant grassland. He nodded bluntly, and his dark eyes turned nervously around his eyes, as if he wanted to try his best to find something on the desolate grassland in front of him, and a low voice rolled out of his throat: "Stars, stars..."

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"Stars...Stars..." Yu Meng trotted behind the boy who strode forward, looked at his gorgeous silk robe blown like a flag by the wind, and looked at the blue feng feng embroider embroidered on it rolled into blue waves. And her blazing pomegranate red horse skirt swept across the budding grassland like jumping and burning flames.

Both of them walked so fast. One walked forward desperately and the other chased after them. Along the sparkling riverside of the Rana River, both of them seemed to have no time to care about the beautiful scenery along the river, as if walking down was the most important thing now.

"Star, wait for me, you're walking too fast! Wait for me, you idiot!" Yu Meng finally couldn't help cursing. Who knows what's wrong with this young man? He finally heard his father explain so much about moving north, so he slipped out to find him and Su Il-le. Unexpectedly, this guy ran away like a ghost when he saw her. He just cared about moving forward and ignored her.

The night stars seemed to have not heard her words and still walked forward against the wind. His hair and robe were rolled up by the wind, and his slender and light bones seemed to fly in the sky like a kite. I can't see his face, his expression, or his perfect face like a god, leaving her only a thin and beautiful back.

"What on earth did wrong to provoke him?" Yumeng muttered to himself, didn't he just go back to Azlan and haven't seen him for a few days? If Suil doesn't see himself for a few days, it won't be too late to be happy.

Just as she thought about slowing down, the distance between the night stars and her increased a little. His body scratched across the grass like a slender sword, and his footsteps did not stop at all - I have to admit that after practicing a winter's knife, Ye Xingchen's head grew a little taller, and now he is only half a head lower than her. His body is not so thin, and he lacks the fragile feeling of breaking like thin porcelain when I first saw him.

But he is used to seeing his gentle smiling face. Now he is not used to leaving his back like this. Especially in this way, she doesn't have to wait for her to walk forward, as if she were going to leave herself here. What on earth did something wrong to provoke him? Yu Meng bit his lips and thought, as if it were nothing. She even specially found a gadget from a southern merchant to give to him, because the tribe was about to move north, and the next meeting after moving north will be in winter half a year later!

So, this is the last time we meet!

I obviously didn't do anything wrong. Why doesn't this guy pay attention to himself? Yu Meng felt wronged when he thought about it, and his thoughts suddenly became confused. I remember that when he saw the night stars for the first time, he clearly promised to take her to the southern city in the future! There are also scenes of them playing together this winter, which is as warm as spring. But why does this guy look like a different person now?

Her footsteps stopped, and the figure that walked faster and faster had no intention of stopping, unless she let go and ran. But why do you have to let this guy do as much as coaxing a child? He is also 13 years old. Why is he still so capricious?

"Night Star, you idiot! Wherever you like to go, just ignore me!" The girl let go of her throat and shouted, and the beautiful voice like a silver bell was heartbreaking on the empty grassland, scattered everywhere on the vast grassland, and there was no response to her.

She looked down at a jade Jue she had been holding in the palm of her hand. This gadget that should have been given to Ye Xingchen had been tightly held in the palm of her hand. After chasing him for so long, he was wet with the sweat of his palms. But this Yu Jue's warm color is more touching in the light. She grabbed the red silk thread on Yu Jue and watched it turn in mid-air. The wind passed through the small hole in the middle of it and made a faint 'woo' sound. This gadget cost her a lot of money. There is no jade on the grassland. The best things southern merchants sell on the grassland are silk, porcelain, jade and other things.

She wants to throw this thing into the Rina River and never see it again. Now this Yu Jue is as annoying as the night stars! She raised her head and looked at the direction of the night stars. There stood clearly the young god-like posture. He was looking at her sideways. His pale face was shining like a diamond by the soft sun. His coral-red eyes looked so faint, and his scarlet lips were clear and beautiful beyond words.

Yu Meng deliberately avoided his eyes with his mouth, thinking that if he continued to walk forward and ignore her, he would really lose this Yu Jue, and by the way, he would never ignore Ye Xingchen! He is sensible!

The night stars took steps again, but this time it was raining. Yu Meng tried his best to ignore him with an arrogant look and was ready to let him smile at her no matter how he asked him to smile. Who let him do that just now?

But the look on the teenager's face is clearly unbearable sadness. The boy has such a perfect appearance that no matter who sees him sad will be unbearable. The cold and arrogant that she had been prepared suddenly disintegrated. The eyelashes on her eyes blinked for a moment and couldn't help asking, "Xingchen, what's wrong with you?" The voice is as gentle as the wind.

The teenager did not answer, but came over and stood in front of her, looking at her face without saying a word, with indifference on his face.

Looking at it, Yu Meng couldn't help trembling - last winter, after Ye Xingchen was abdicated by the young master of the Hulutai family, he killed everyone there. When Suille and she rushed over with her army, he sat on the high ice and snow throne, so indifferent and expressionless... A chill rose from the bottom of his heart.

But the next moment, the teenager suddenly laughed. The indifference on his face and the sadness in his eyes melted like a mask in an instant. His thin lips twisted a beautiful smile and said, "I'm about to separate. I just want to try if I ignore the rain, will she be very angry with me? As a result, I'm really angry! It seems that Yumeng still treats me as a friend..." His expression became so suddenly, like wearing a mask in an instant, until Yumeng felt suddenly and unacceptable.

She could feel that the night stars did not tell the truth. His smile is perfect, just a disguise. I really don't know what this guy has to hide from her?

She ignored Ye Xingchen's clumsy lies, grabbed his hand, put the jade Jue in his hand, and said, "This is for you, the atmosphere has been ruined by you! I don't want to talk to you now! Don't follow me!" After saying that, she turned around and walked away, leaving the night stars standing there at a loss.

Night Xingchen looked down at the things stuffed by Yu Meng in his hand, looked at the round texture of Yu Jue, heard the faint sound when the wind passed through Yu Jue, and even there was a trace of warmth of Yu Meng's palms on Yu Jue. He stood there, let the spring breeze on the grassland blow his hair, let a wry smile on his face, and watched the girl walk away with her back to him - almost the same as the scene just now, but the roles of the two were changed. Watching her pomegranate red horse skirt gradually fade away, Ye Xingchen didn't know whether to chase it or not. Maybe Yu Meng was really angry with him.

He put Yu Jue to his mouth and smelled the smell of spices on Yu Meng's body. His lips touched the coldness on Yu Jue and couldn't help saying to himself, "I'm really bad..." She was upset when she couldn't see Yu Meng, but she couldn't help but want to avoid it when she really appeared in front of her. It's really bad...

Far away, the girl, who was walking so far away that she couldn't see, kicked the grass under her feet angrily and looked up at the blue sky, so that the tears in her eyes would not roll down. She whispered, "Idiot, you really won't follow me if I don't let you follow me... Damn it!"