Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

The Huns are used to living by water and grass, and are used to a life of grazing. Even if they occupy Dakang in the future, they will not turn Dakang into their pasture. In the future, the entire Dakang will still be controlled by the Dakang people themselves. To manage.

In his heart, Chen Qiao only hoped that the Huns would lend him 100,000 Huns soldiers and horses, and then he would go straight to Huanglong to occupy Dakang and become the emperor of Dakang.

"Looking at your short stature, you are not as tall and scary as our Huns general."

On the bumpy carriage, the girl actually spoke, speaking fluently in Dakanese.

This moment shocked Chen Qiao. He looked at the girl in front of him in shock. When he saw the girl's face, which was obviously that of a Huns, he asked in shock: "So you can speak the language of Dakang? Have you been to Dakang?"

"Of course I have been. Not only have I been there, but I also spent half of my childhood in Dakang. My father took me to do business in Dakang. We opened a tavern and collected information about your Dakang. All intelligence information about Kang.”

The girl did not shy away from telling Chen Qiao that he had worked as a spy in Dakang for a period of time.

"What's your name?"

After realizing that this girl could speak Dakang language, there was no barrier to communication between the two parties. Chen Qiao also inexplicably developed a liking for the girl in front of him.

Being in a foreign country and not understanding the language were the source of fear in Chen Qiao's heart. If he could establish a close relationship with the girl in front of him, it would be equivalent to having one more friend and ally of the Huns.

"My name is Wulan, and the big leader Wusu is my distant brother. Although we are not close by blood, our family still occupies a place on the grassland."

Wulan speaks boldly. Although he looks very soft and has the gentleness of a Jiangnan woman, when he is serious, he still has the frankness and fierceness of a prairie woman.

"It turns out that you are a relative of the emperor on the grassland. I thought you were just a maid before, but now it seems that I was wrong."

Chen Qiao quickly apologized to Ulan and spoke deliberately in a formal manner, which indeed aroused Ulan's interest.

"Actually, I grew up in Dakang, and I don't like the rough style of men on the grassland. If I like them, I like your Dakang men."

"A gentleman's jade pendant, you Dakan compare men to jade pendants. I prefer the gentle and jade-like feeling. But the men on our grasslands only treat their women rudely and never ask questions about their women." what do you want."

Wu Lan looked at Chen Qiao innocently, with a burning light shining in his eyes.

Although Chen Qiao was a little impulsive, he did not dare to reveal his feelings at this time. If he said that he liked Wu Lan at this time, it would be too false, because the two parties had only met for a few hours.

"Miss Wulan, I am really desperate in Dakang. If I had no other choice, I would not abandon my homeland or my nation and come to join you Huns, but I am really unwilling to do so."

Chen Qiao used his sharp tongue to portray himself as a victim.

Women are animals overflowing with sympathy. Seeing Chen Qiao's disappointed and sad look, Wulan couldn't bear it. She stretched out her white and tender hands and gently touched Chen Qiao's shoulders. The distance has become much closer without realizing it.

"Do you know what it means to be a master of great power? Ning Fan was jealous of me. He saw that after I conquered the northwest, my reputation surpassed his own, so he deliberately punished me, deprived me of my military power, and wanted to kill him slowly. I."

Chen Qiao began to play a tragic role, like Hulan in front of him, telling his tragic life.

Under Chen Qiao's portrayal, he himself became a tragic hero, who shouldered a lot of pressure for the sake of the entire Dakang, but was eventually given up by the emperor and forced to go into exile.

After all, Wu Lan is a young girl who has not been deeply involved in the world. Although she has been to Dakang before, she actually did not encounter many things. In her heart, she admires Chen Qiao more. In addition, Chen Qiao encourages a smooth tongue. , which made Ulan even more fond of and sympathetic to Chen Qiao.

"Elites have always been jealous of others since ancient times. If you are so capable, the emperor of great fortune will naturally remember you. He is worried that your reputation will overshadow his."

Wulan grabbed Chen Qiao's hand warmly.

Just like this, from day to night, Chen Qiao spent the whole day telling Wu Lan about his past life experiences. He tried his best to portray his image as tall and tragic.

In the evening, the convoy stopped. The soldiers skillfully set the fire to cook and cooked a sumptuous barbecue. After Chen Qiao had eaten and drank enough, he got on the carriage and continued to brag to Ulan.

He had clearly felt that the ignorant girl in front of him was about to fall into the love trap he had created.

Not long after, the carriage stopped between tents. Chen Qiao jumped out of the carriage and found that hundreds of tents had formed a tent cluster, and there were Huns soldiers patrolling around. It was obvious that this was the royal court of the Huns, similar to In the palace of Dakang.

The sky is like a piece of blue glass, illuminating the entire prairie, the endless black night, and special tranquility.

Several crows streaked across the night sky, leaving a croaking sound. At this time, two guards guided Chen Qiao into the largest golden tent.

Before he even got close to the tent, Chen Qiao heard bursts of laughter coming from the tent. A man's voice was rough and a woman's voice was delicate. He opened the tent and a steaming breath hit his face, mixed with powder and food. The aroma and taste of fine wine.

As soon as Chen Qiao entered the tent, the entire tent suddenly became quiet, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Chen Qiao.

However, Chen Qiao was not nervous at this time. After all, he was a general commanding hundreds of thousands of people. He was manipulating the battlefield. Although this kind of scene was commonplace, it could definitely be suppressed.

Chen Qiao's eyes first caught sight of a man sitting on the table at the top of the tent. The man was not tall. He was not as majestic and tall as he imagined, nor was he as imposing as he imagined. On the contrary, this man looked Getting up sick.

However, there was one characteristic about this man that made Chen Qiao unforgettable, that is, this man had a very conspicuous aquiline nose.

When their eyes met, Chen Qiao immediately realized that this man must be Wusu, the Khan of the Huns.

Chen Qiao didn't know whether Wu Su could understand his Dakang's language. He just bowed to Wu Su according to Dakang's etiquette.

Two guards came over to guide Chen Qiao and asked him to sit down. Then the atmosphere in the tent became lively again. No one paid attention to Chen Qiao, as if Chen Qiao was just a ball of air.