Datang broom star

Guilin Governor's Mansion, this is the site of Tie Le Tong Luo.

A small Tucheng is the stronghold of Tongluobu. In this weather, it is a paradise for herdsmen.

Kenfuyue was warming himself by the fire in the earthen house, and some nobles stood beside them, whispering to each other.

Kenfuyo raised his head, his face was a little black and red from the burning cow dung, "Puha said that there is no food, let us give some, but we don't have many cattle and sheep. But if we don't give them, Baye Gubu will be afraid." It is impossible to survive this winter. They are all Tiele people, what do you think should be done?"

A nobleman sighed: "There is a saying in the Tang Dynasty, the snow is too heavy, and each household is only responsible for the snow in front of its own house. If our cattle and sheep are given to them, how many people will not be able to survive this winter? By then Puha Can you help us?"

"Probably not."

"The people in Tang didn't see any movement either, so it can be seen that they didn't regard us as their own."

"That's right! Ba Ye Gu Clan was also the first tribe to defect to them back then. They have always been loyal, but they couldn't be appeased."

"If that's the case, why do we belong to the Tang people?"

"That is, it's better to stand on your own and be free."

Kenfuyue showed a sneer on his fat face, "Self-reliance? Xue Yantuo is a lesson learned from the past. In this place, either you are strong, or you can only rely on the strong. At least the Tang people will not exploit us. If it is the Turkic people, we will It's going to be harder."

An aristocrat said angrily, "Then why don't we join forces and build a great khanate."

Someone said: "The Tang people will come."

The nobleman pointed outside, "Where is the Tang man?"

……

The wind and snow stopped for a few days, Tang Xu brought his subordinates, and Juan and Jia Pingan approached the Guilin Dudu's Mansion.

The accompanying civil servant, Zhu Bei, who was also in charge of appeasement work on this trip, dismounted, and someone was already struggling to light a fire in front of him.

"It's all cow dung picked up along with you, let's make do with it."

Tang Xu's face turned blue from the cold.

"I feel good."

Because the cow dung was not completely dry, it did not ignite several times.

"Trash!" Zhu Bei was under great pressure to appease Tong Luobu during this trip, so he was very angry.

A few old soldiers with rich experience in making fires were of no help in the past, Zhu Bei finally couldn't hold back anymore, and cursed: "Can't you get some clothes?"

This is a common practice. When there is no fire in the wild, you can tear a piece of clothing to start a fire.

But this weather...

Everyone looked at the dark cloud-covered sky, and they were a little apprehensive.

"Extremely useless!"

Zhu Bei began to tear his clothes.

"no need."

He looked up and saw that it was Jia Pingan, so he laughed angrily, "Can you still use your saliva to start a fire?"

This is a place thousands of miles away from the Tang Dynasty, so there is no need for gentleness, the best way to communicate is to shout loudly, if you are dissatisfied, you can curse or fight, just don’t be gentle.

"Maybe try."

Jia Ping'an is a body of guilt, so naturally he can't show off.

He took out a porcelain bottle, "Get out of the way."

A few old soldiers moved away, Jia Pingan poured some liquid on the cow dung, nodded reservedly, "Try again."

"Fire oil?"

An old soldier asked happily.

Jia Pingan nodded.

The fire finally ignited, and a copper pot was set up, and then snow was poured into it to heat it.

Tang Xu praised: "Uncle Wuyang, you are well prepared!"

"Of course." Jia Pingan glanced at Zhu Bei.

He must make meritorious service in this trip, but Zhu Bei is a bit arrogant and has a bad temper, so it is difficult to communicate.

If we can work together... Jia Ping'an is still somewhat sure about this matter.

Zhu Bei's complexion was slightly pale, but he still looked aloof.

Madan!

This is hard and soft!

Jia Pingan gave Tang Xu a wink.

When the two reached the leeward place, Jia Pingan said in a low voice, "What is Zhu Bei going to do with this matter?"

Zhu Bei went to Tang Xu to discuss the matter, but avoided Jia Ping'an.

"Say it's playing by ear, and impress Ken Fuyue with sincerity."

Jia Pingan sighed.

At this moment, someone should ask: Why is the Master sighing?

Although it's not Cao Mengde, Jia Ping'an still hopes to have someone to cheer him up.

"Xiao Jia, if you have something to say, just say it."

This fan is an expert in stalking people.

Jia Ping smiled bitterly and said: "They are not from the Tang Dynasty. What are they thinking at the moment? We are all sitting in the house, roasting with fire, drinking delicious mutton soup, and big cakes, soaked in mutton soup Here, the smell..."

There was a sound of swallowing saliva all around.

Jia Ping turned around.

Madan!

Including Zhu Bei, more than ten people stood behind.