Clear and Muddy Loss of Love

Jiao'e was called a son-in-law

The white clouds are long, the grass is green, and the wind blows, setting off blue ripples.

The sky seems to have been carefully washed, blue and refreshing.

The air is filled with the unique fragrance of the grassland after the rain, which is refreshing.

At the end of the sky is a line of blue and green blending, soft and clear.

Clusters of cotton-like white squirmed in the endless blue colors—three or five rough prairie warriors rode steeds, waved long whips in their hands, and shouted loudly to drive away the flock.

Suddenly, a menacing team rushed out from the depths of the grassland, and the dull sound of horseshoes came from afar.

A warrior dressed in animal skins took the lead: wearing a wide-brimmed forehead, bearded, feet staring at the saddle, leaning forward and standing on the horse, holding the rein with one hand and frequently waving the whip.There was joy and anxiety in his eyes.

"Drive!" The leading man dismounted from his horse and neighed, widening the distance from the dark crowd behind him again.

The long mane of the horse and the loose black hair of the man are fluttering in the wind, each man and the horse look wild and unruly.

Running towards him, a rider rolled over a few feet away, got off his horse, and knelt down on one knee.

The man reined in the reins, and the warriors who came after him stopped behind him one after another, and none of them took half a step.

"What's the matter?" The man's voice was like a bell, full of air.

"Report profusely, Ke Dun is about to give birth!"

The black horse was like an arrow leaving the string, passing the kneeling man with a "swish" and galloped forward.

There are still three days before the date that the witch doctor deduced. He led his men and horses to wipe out the small rebellion at the fastest speed, but it was still too late to rush back day and night.

The man ran unimpeded all the way to the outside of the big tent before jumping off his horse. The prairie people gathered outside the tent knelt on one knee and put their right hands into fists to their hearts: "See Dahan."

Only six people just bowed and saluted, and called out: "Big Khan."

There was a scream of pain from the tent, and the man's eyes showed a delicate pity that didn't match his appearance. When he came to the big tent, he was stopped by the witch doctor: "Khan, Madam is giving birth, so you can't go in."

The man's tiger eyes froze, and in an instant his eyes turned into sharp swords.

The witch doctor shivered and stepped aside, the man snorted coldly and stepped into the big tent.

There was a loud cry, and the man rushed to the bed: "Sister, how are you?"

The woman pulled the corners of her mouth hard when she saw the person coming, and her dark temples were wet with sweat and stuck to her face.Her complexion was also extremely pale, but her clear eyes shone with a spirit that was weak and could not be concealed, and the woman called out in a low voice: "Sweat." Just two words revealed a gentleness that did not belong to the grassland.

The tall man simply knelt on one knee by the bed, held the woman's face in his hands, and awkwardly wiped the sweat from her face.Rough fingers contrast sharply with delicate skin: "I'm late."

"Khan, is it a son or a daughter?"

The man just glanced at him lightly and replied, "It's my son, our first son."

The woman burst into a relieved smile, and closed her eyes weakly.The man snorted in surprise before he relaxed and pulled the animal skin blanket for her.

Wen Po bathed the baby tremblingly, thinking: It's obviously a girl, why do you say it's a boy?

After taking care of it, Mrs. Wen wrapped up the child and handed it to the man. She met the latter's stern gaze, and she was so frightened that she bowed her head in silence and stepped aside.

The man held the swaddle with one hand and took a look, then wrapped the baby's lower body tightly with the animal skin, only exposing the delicate and flat chest, the baby cried uncontrollably from the pain of the father's animal skin.

"Witch doctor!"

The witch doctor held a one-foot-long golden needle and knelt down in front of the man: "The villain is here."

"The Wolf King."

"Yes."

The baby's cries were louder than louder, and the chest was soon covered with blood.There was a trace of pity in the man's eyes. Although the tattoos branded on the baby's body are a must for grassland people, it is inevitable for him to be a father for the first time, but he just clumsily coaxed: "Prairie warriors bleed but don't shed tears, don't cry .”

How does the little baby understand the father's language?The cries grew louder.

Fortunately, half an hour later, the wolf king tattoo was finally completed. The witch doctor grabbed a handful of plant ash and sprinkled it on the baby's chest, and the blood stopped quickly.

The man glanced at Mrs. Wen: "You just wait on Ke Dun in the tent, and Ben Khan will send someone to take you back to the south after a while."

The mother-in-law knelt down as if she had been pardoned: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The man walked out of the king's tent with the baby in his arms, and looked around unobtrusively to see everyone's expressions.He raised the baby high above his head, and tightly wrapped the animal skin around the baby's waist with his big hands: "This is the first son of Fu Rong and Ben Khan! Marriage with Tuba!"

All the sword-wearing warriors in the periphery knelt on the ground and shouted: "Congratulations to Khan!"

Two of the six men at the front nodded with a smile, while the expressions of the remaining four were hesitant to speak.A grey-haired man came out: "Khan, although she gave birth to a prince, she is a foreigner and a southerner. The princess of the Tuba tribe has the most noble grassland blood, why not..."

The man interrupted: "Uncle Babu is doubting Ben Khan's bloodline?"

"No, no, it's just that I support the marriage alliance between the Li tribe and the Tuba tribe according to the will of the gods. If I abolish it rashly, I'm afraid it will cause the Tuba tribe's dissatisfaction."

The man sneered: "Isn't uncle old? If the Tuba tribe dares to be dissatisfied, Ben Khan will personally lead the warriors to wipe them out!"

"However, we cannot break our oath..."

"Uncle's words are justified. At the beginning, just because the girl is from the south, Ben Khan temporarily made her his wife according to the wishes of several uncles. Ben Khan also made an appointment with several uncles: if Furong can give birth to a prince before the wedding date, he will confer her For Ke Dun, did uncle forget?"

"This……"

"Okay then, please ask Uncle to inform the entire tribe of Furong's status as a Kodun."

"……Yes."

Another elder stood up at the right time and said with a smile, "Did the Great Khan give the prince a name?"

The man smiled, and replied in a completely different tone to the previous one: "I have thought about it a lot, but I haven't decided yet."

The elder stroked his beard: "How is Agula?"

"Agula? Beggar Agula? Good! Just listen to uncle!" Agula means mountain in the language of the grassland.

The man held the swaddle in front of his eyes, looked at the pink and jade-carved baby, and said in his heart: Although Dad has no choice but to raise you as a man, Dad believes that the child of me and Furong can still become a towering mountain even if it is a daughter.

……

This piece of land is divided into two by the natural danger Luoshui River, with North Jing and South Wei.

The Wei country has abundant rainfall and fertile soil suitable for farming, so the farming system has been gradually formed for thousands of years.

The arid land of Jing State only grew weeds, and gradually evolved into a nomadic people.

There are three big tribes on the grassland in the north, they are: Chengli, Tuba, and Weike.

The three major tribes each occupy the most fertile grassland on the grassland, and the remaining scattered small tribes choose their masters to attach themselves to. Among them, the most powerful is the Supporting Li tribe, and the royal family is all surnamed Qiyan.

This rough man holding a baby is the contemporary king of the plow support department: Qiyan Suhebaru, which means fierce tiger.

The grassland people call the people on the south bank of Luoshui: Nanren.

In the hearts of the prairie people, "Southern people" are weak and inferior peoples, and the royal family who think they are of noble blood will never marry a woman from the south.

Qiyan Sukhbaru is a special khan, which is related to his special experience in his youth.

When Sukhbaru was 14 years old, his two uncles colluded with the other two tribes to overthrow the old Khan's throne.

Escorted by loyal warriors of Baiqi, Suhebalu crossed Luoshui in the south and fled to the state of Wei.

He came into contact with a completely different civilization there. People in the Wei state don't herd herds, and horses are actually a rarity for ordinary people!The ancestors of the southerners lived on a fixed piece of land for generations, raised poultry in captivity, darned and farmed.

Suhebalu was taken in by a farm family in a border village of Wei State, where he lived for five years.

The peasant couple has only one daughter under their knees, named: Fu Rong.

The town where they have lived for generations is called Furong Town, which is just right for my daughter's family.

Sukhbaru, the prince in exile, is grateful to the farmer's family, and he never hesitates to do farm work on weekdays.Coupled with his straightforward and simple prairie character, he is deeply loved by the couple.At that time, the north and the south were blocked by natural moats and there was no war, so the couple betrothed their daughter to Sukhbaru.

Unexpectedly, on the eve of the wedding, a group of foreigners broke into the village suddenly, and Suhebalu left with them the next day.

Before leaving, he left Fu Rong a wolf tooth necklace, and said to her: "Sister, wait for elder brother to come back to marry you."

It turned out that in the past five years, the old Khan reorganized the old department and regained a few marginal pastures, but before he had time to lead the plow support department to regain its glory, his health went from bad to worse.

In the last coup, all the adult sons of the old Khan were killed in battle, and only the youngest son Suhe Baru was left outside.

Qiyan Suhebalu returned to the grassland to take over the throne from his father and buried Xianhan.It took another five years to lead the Supporting Plow Department to re-enter the list of the three major tribes.

Afraid of this young "tiger", Tuba took the initiative to cede three pieces of fertile pastures, and proposed that the two families get married to repair it.

After deliberation, the six trustees agreed to the Tuba tribe's peace agreement, but Suhebalu missed his wife who had never been married in the south all the time, and took a few confidants to find Furong in person regardless of opposition.

At that time, Furong had become an out-and-out "old girl", and the kind-hearted peasant couple also passed away due to illness because they could not bear the gossip in the village.

Sukhbaru made a solemn oath in front of the grave that he would live up to Furong in this life, so the previous scene happened.

The strange thing is that even though there is little contact between the north and the south, the prairie people have a deep-rooted prejudice against the 'south people'.The six Tuogu ministers have high prestige and armed forces. For the sake of long-term planning, Suhebalu can only wrong his daughter.

And he thought in his heart: he and his wife are still young and will have a son soon.At that time, it is a done deal and it is not impossible to restore the identity of the daughter. The grassland tribes are not as pedantic as the southerners, and the treatment of daughters will not be worse than that of sons.

In this way, Qiyan Agula became the first contemporary prince of the Plow Department under the control of his father when he was born, and was given the wolf king totem...