From a process level, when a foreign tribe comes to join, it is inevitable to give them a name.

For smaller tribes, a marquis may be granted, while for a larger tribe, a king may be granted.

In this regard, the big man will naturally not be too stingy.

However, no matter whether it is a marquis or a king, no matter how resounding the name is, it cannot satisfy hunger.

Even if the title comes with a salary, who can make the whole family live a good life with this salary alone?

Especially for those tribes from Huyi, their titles are not worth much.

Therefore, the key lies in how many substantial benefits these names can bring.

If not, who would easily give up their original identity as a leader, abandon their family and career, and come here to seek refuge?

Therefore, it is human nature and completely in line with the realistic values ​​of feudal society for both parties to agree on the treatment in advance before actually deciding to join.

The bustle in the world is all for the benefit of coming, and the hustle and bustle of the world is all for the benefit of the going.

It is said that a gentleman is likened to righteousness, and a villain is likened to profit.

How many gentlemen are there in the world?

Not to mention that the other party is Hu Yi.

Can you expect the leader of Hu Yi to be a gentleman and serve his people wholeheartedly?

Selling one's body and one's head is a normal operation, right?

It has not completely broken away from the barbaric and primitive tribal social form, and fully believes in the law of the jungle where the weak can eat the strong.

Most of the tribes on the grasslands now say that they are Xianbei people, and most of the remaining Shidonghu and Wuhuan are also dependent on Xianbei.

But no matter whether the Xiongnu or Xianbei became the masters of the grassland, the vendettas between tribes never stopped.

Today I rise, tomorrow he falls, the big fish eats the small fish, whoever is stronger is justified, most of all it is easy.

If at this time, anyone has the ability to stand up and deliver justice to everyone, he will be supported by everyone.

"Having the ability to stand up and deliver justice to everyone" means that you are strong and fair.

When Ke Bi Neng was alive, he was nothing more than a small species called Xianbei.

That's because he was brave enough and enforced the law fairly, so he was elected as the leader by other tribes.

After Kebineng's death, the Xianbei people on the grassland became increasingly divided and chaotic.

In smaller tribes, the social organization completely degraded and returned to its primitive state.

In this environment, and with the promise of rewards from the Han State, selling one's head was simply a matter of no psychological pressure at all.

However, General Zhendong was leading his troops away from home and had no right to privately reward him.

If Wu Luhui wants to get the promised rewards and supplies, he must at least wait until the messenger sent by General Zhendong returns to Chang'an to report.

Then Chang'an sent angels to consecrate him.

After the canonization is completed, the promised benefits will be gradually realized.

While waiting for the canonization, whether they can wait for the angel sent by Chang'an depends on the true performance of the Luhui tribe.

However, it is obvious that Dou Pin and Dou Bin have initially reached a supplementary agreement.

The reason why it is a supplementary agreement is because the official treatment of Wu Luhui from the imperial court, oh, or it should be said that it is a selling agreement, has been signed in advance by Dou Bin's two filial sons.

Regardless of whether Dou Bin personally admits it or not, General Zhendong definitely admits it.

If Dou Bin is unwilling to admit it, General Zhendong would not mind replacing him with a leader of the Wuluhui tribe who is willing to admit it.

Fortunately, although there were a few twists and turns in the middle, the ending was still very satisfying.

Things went much smoother than expected, so Dou Pin felt very happy.

The pace of leaving Dou Bin's tent seemed much brisker.

Even his face couldn't help but reveal a smile that couldn't be concealed - at this moment, the so-called intangible expression of joy and anger had long been forgotten.

At this time, it’s okay not to be happy.

With the pastures outside the fortress and the workshops inside the fortress, the Fufeng Dou family had struggled for decades and finally had the opportunity to rise again.

The Dou family rose again, and he who "alone" persuaded Dou Bin and returned to the Dou family was the great hero of the Dou family.

His contribution will be remembered in the family tree, and instead of just having a name, he will also have an introduction.

If you are not happy at this time, when will you be happy?

It wasn't until he came to the handsome tent that he patted his cheek a little harder, trying to calm himself down.

After calming down his expression and straightening his clothes, Dou Pin saluted the tent and said:

"Dou Pin asks to see the general."

One of the guards guarding the tent turned around and went inside to report, and came out again after a few breaths:

"The general invites you."

Only then did Dou Pin move forward and enter the military tent.

The commander's tent occupies a large area, probably to facilitate the generals in the army to discuss matters here.

After all, the army will stay here for a long time. According to the lowest estimate, it will be 79 at least.

The Qijiu River opens.

When the river opens, it means the snow melts.

Now until Qijiu, there are still about twenty days left.

Therefore, the military tent was not only built tall, but was even divided into two tents: the outer tent was used for reception and discussion, and the inner tent was where the general rested.

However, in order to avoid being poisoned by charcoal, the tent had three or four small sewn openings for ventilation.

At this time, Zhao Guang stayed in the tent, sitting by the fire pit to warm himself.

There is also a leg of lamb placed above the fire pit.

In the extremely cold weather, the jumping bonfires emitted an attractive light, adding a bit of warmth to the slightly dark tent.

The flames licked the surface of the lamb leg, making a "crackling" sound. Each grilling seemed to be carefully carved, and the skin of the lamb leg was roasted to perfection.

The golden skin gradually becomes brown and crispy under the lick of flames.

The air is filled with a rich aroma of mutton, mixed with the aroma of spices and wood, making people salivate.

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The fat on the lamb leg gradually melts under the high temperature, dripping onto the hot coals, causing waves of smoke to rise.

"Pin, meet the general."

"Mr. Dou, why do you need to be so polite? Please sit down."

The smoke obscured Zhao Guang's face beside the fire, so Dou Pin could only hear his voice, but could not really see his expression clearly.

However, what Dou Pin actually wanted to see clearly was not Zhao Guang's face, but the face of General Zhendong who was sitting next to the commander's desk in the distance.

However, General Zhendong sat far away and did not share the same fire with the two of them.

Instead, he set up a brazier and placed it at his feet, then leaned on the desk and read something.

After Dou Pin sat down, he pretended to glance casually in the direction of the main seat in the tent, and found that General Zhendong didn't even look that way.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Everyone knows that General Zhendong is aloof and arrogant, much like his father, and it is indeed true.

In fact, these days, he has been determined to get acquainted with General Zhendong.

After all, who doesn't know that General Zhendong is the number one person in the army below Da Sima?

Who would have expected that there would be no chance at all along the way.

Indifferent, very indifferent.

However, Zhao Guang, who was sitting opposite him, took the initiative to ask:

"I see Mr. Dou's face looks happy. Could it be that this trip was a great success?"

This question directly touched the itch in Dou Pin's heart.

But seeing a smile on his face, he repeatedly handed over his hands:

"Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life."

Zhao Guang nodded and did not speak immediately. Instead, he picked up the dagger and gently picked up a small piece of sheepskin on the lamb leg, revealing the tender and juicy meat. You can even see the texture between the meat. The juice is shining.

Zhao Guang nodded with satisfaction and said: "Okay!"

This is a lamb carefully selected and delivered by the Luhui Department. It has very little fishy smell and excellent meat quality.

Zhao Guang picked up the leg of lamb and scratched it with a dagger. After a while, the whole leg of lamb was covered with beautiful cuts.

Over the years, I have learned nothing else from Instructor Han Da, but I have learned a lot about knife skills.
To be continued...