Chapter 41 Shepherd's Song
"It's better to cheat the kid." Ulan muttered and continued to sleep in the sun.
"Hmph, if you dare to fool the children and make trouble, I will fool them and fight back!" Yue Qiyun showed two rows of white little white teeth, and she no longer had the warmth she had just looked like.
That afternoon, the young master of the Su family cried and ran back to his spacious and bright yurt, accusing him of being beaten by the lowly herders.
"The concubine asked someone to beat me?" Su Muju frowned, looked at her son who was beaten into a pig's head, bit and cursed, "This vicious girl, even children are cheating!"
A few days later, Yue Qiyun became the king of the royal court, and half-old children often surrounded the tent.
Every time those children are there, Ulan either feeds the little mastiff or sleeps on the ground. In the eyes of the children, this ugly monster is just a huge dog.
On the contrary, it was Wulan's child, the little mastiff Batu, who was very domineering. It could not tolerate anyone except Yue Qiyun, and often roared vigilantly at the running children. However, the roar of a little puppy was just a humming hum in the eyes of the children.
Yue Qiyun used this leisure time to check the Liang people who followed the allying team to the Lieyan tribe. He found that apart from the soft palace musicians and the cold and hard Dragon and Tiger Guards, there was only an old imperial doctor Li.
"It seems that the dog emperor is really afraid that I will live a good life in Yan State!" At this time, the musicians were gathering in Su Mo'er's yurt, accompanying her to sing Jiangnan tunes.
With cold eyes, the court musicians who were not diligent in their bodies said sarcastically: "There is no weaver and craftsman in the dowry of the princess, so the desolate grasslands raise these idle people!"
"Miss, didn't the Youxian King complain that the men of the tribe all went to war and the shepherds lacked manpower?" Gladiola had long seen these people who were sting outside and disliked him. When his eyes rolled, he immediately came up with a way to cure them.
"You ghost elf!" Yue Qiyun reached out and pointed the forehead of Gladiola, turned around and walked towards the main account with a clever smile. "Let's go, let's find some reason for these people!"
In this way, those pampered musicians were forced to take off their gorgeous and complex Chinese costumes by Yue Qiyun, put on the coarse cloth robes of the Flame herders, and driven by the Dragon and Tiger Guards, they started their career as shepherds outside the frontier.
"Yeah, that's right!" Yue Qiyun looked at the musicians who were soon bald by the scorching sun and laughed with satisfaction: "Although art is higher than life, it must come from life. I believe that the sad and sad "Sheep's Song" will be released soon!"
When Doctor Li was put into the tent of the king by Yue Qiyun, he was frightened to go to shepherd the sheep, but was told to use his spare time to enlighten the children of the Flame Clan, Mr. Li really breathed a sigh of relief.
Therefore, after the Han musician successfully transformed into a herdsman, Dr. Li also began to teach the "Three Character Classic" in a fair manner in the spacious yurt set up next to the king's tent, and officially promoted to the only teacher on the grassland.
When the sound of reading aloud replaced the sound of ding-dong and bamboo, the attitude of the grassland people towards Yue Qiyun gradually became intimate from their previous hostility.
First, the breakfast delivered to the tent every day has changed from greasy meat to her favorite side dishes. Then, there are many more servants who come in to serve them actively. Their red faces are no longer scrutinized, but more sincere respect.
Roland and Gladiola were delighted with this change. They had become a group of servants serving outside the tent. The simple grassland people unknowingly accepted Yue Qiyun, the concubine.
Such changes are limited to ordinary herdsmen, and the real Flame Royal Family is still rejected by Yue Qiyun. This rejection feels even stronger after most of the people she has received.
"This tricky woman is accustomed to pleasing the good-looking ones." Su Mo'er looked outside the yurt and chased the little mastiff and played with her children, and sneered at her favorite Ru kiln flower vase, and cursed with gritted teeth: "She is a despicable woman, not only coaxed the big sweat, but now she has also bribed those lowly shepherds."
"Oh, that's it!" Su Muju was worried about the horses left by the cavalry, and she didn't have the little thoughts to care about her sister. "That woman obviously couldn't stay for long. She had been three or four years longer, and she had lost one or two years. She could bear it and pass it!"
"Why should I bear it?" Su Mo'er said with a red face: "She, a Han girl, occupies the position of the concubine. Can you bear it if our daughter of the Su family salutes her concubine?"
Su Moer was wronged. In fact, since Yuan Lie went to the war, she no longer stepped on Yue Qiyun's tent, let alone pay tribute and greetings.
"You can't bear it. This is the whole thing every day, it's so annoying!" Su Muju walked out of her sister's yurt as if she was running away, looking at the arid grassland at a loss.
"Little Pony, why are you sighing?" The sound of pedaling horse hooves stopped abruptly beside Su Muju. The right wise king Yuanhai kicked off his horse and walked side by side with Su Muju.
"Da Han didn't know when he would come back. The surrounding grasslands were eaten up by the livestock, and there was not much food for the army and horses. Alas! I was so worried!" Su Muju replied with a frown.
"Yes, the drought is very serious this year. The tribe's herders have changed several pastures. Now there are green grass near the Hulun River, and no grass is growing in other places." Yuan Hai just returned from patrolling near the Lieyan Mountain and was also worried about the upcoming winter.
"The Khan took away the strongest horses and left me only more than a hundred old horses." Su Muju thought of his more than a thousand cavalrymen, so she simply sat on the ground, grabbed the wine bag on her waist and drank a sip of the strong wine.
"I heard that cattle and sheep have starved to death by the Karen tribe and the Naiman tribe. Don't cross the Flame Mountain to steal us!" The killings experienced in childhood were deeply imprinted in my mind, and Su Muju couldn't help but shiver.
"Didn't the Khan said before leaving that the Dragon and Tiger Guard brought by the Concubine was brave and good at fighting. Can you protect the royal court with us if necessary?" The Right Xian King had seen the bravery of the Dragon and Tiger Guard when fighting against the wolf pack, and he was not very worried about the harassment of other tribes.
"You know what's wrong! That woman is not the same as us!" Su Muju roared with her neck, "That sky wolf attacked at night, they were like turtles, and they didn't even care about the safety of the Great Sweat. Point at them to resist the Cavalry of Karen, you dream!"
"Oh, right!" Su Muju suddenly slapped his thigh and stood up. "When it comes to cavalry, I remember, our horses are old and weak, their Dragon and Tiger Guards are fat and strong! Grandma's, five hundred tall horses, how much food does it have to eat every day? No, we can't feed them in vain!"
As he said that, he whistled and called his own green horse.
"I said little foal, don't make trouble!" The King of Youxian grabbed the reins of the horse and asked anxiously: "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!