The Blood Crown

In the largest and most luxurious Mongolian tent, they met Nada Khan, the leader of the Chahar tribe.

The Chahar tribe was originally one of the thirteen tribes under Oala's command. When Oara ruled Mongolia, they were still able to suppress these barbaric tribes.Chahar is the largest surviving tribe in Mongolia today, but compared with the prosperity of Oala back then, it is simply a world away.

Nada Khan was nearly sixty years old, but his hair was greasy and his body was strong. The wrinkles on his face were like deep grooves engraved on his face, recording his uneven life. This man killed his own father to inherit Khan He is a ruthless character.

Yan Sikong and Feng Ye bowed deeply to him, and presented him with ten boxes of various treasures and five beauties.

Na Dahan threw peanuts into his mouth, looked the two of them up and down, and then fixed his eyes on Yan Sikong: "You are that Yan Sikong."

"Back to the profuse sweat, it's right here."

"You are a man with thin skin and tender flesh, and you look better than our women. No wonder the Emperor of Han made you a son-in-law."

Yan Sikong bowed slightly: "Ashamed."

"What's it like to be a son-in-law?" A person next to Nada Khan sneered unceremoniously, "The wolf king treats him as a woman."

A room full of Mongolians roared with laughter.

Feng Ye's lips were pursed stiffly.

Yan Sikong said neither humble nor overbearing: "The Great Khan is the leader of Chahar, the future Mongolian king, to allow his subordinates to deceive the Great Khan with rumors in the market is really detrimental to the Great Khan's prestige." He squinted at the man, "Besides, In the etiquette of our Han people, it is disrespectful to speak without the permission of the king."

The man raised his eyebrows and was about to get angry when he slapped the table.

Nada Khan said in a deep voice, "Wu Lu."

The person who was called Wu Lu immediately became honest, but his face was still aggrieved, and he glared at Yan Sikong angrily.

Nadahan snorted softly: "As expected of a Jinshi, you have a sharp mouth, but this is not your Dasheng, and we don't like the etiquette of the Han people, let alone your people who teach me."

Yan Sikong smiled lightly: "Khan taught me a lesson."

Nadahan looked at Feng Ye again, and pointed at him: "You are the masked general of the Wolf King, Que Wang."

Feng Ye cupped his hands: "I've seen profuse sweat." He lowered his voice, sounding very steady.

"I've heard of you. You are the number one general of the Wolf King Army. You are very good at fighting."

"Khan is overrated."

"Why are you wearing a mask?"

"When I was young, my appearance was destroyed for some reason, so I can't show it to others."

"why."

"Can not remember."

Nada Khan jokingly said, "What if I order you to take off the mask?"

Feng Ye said calmly: "I swore never to show my ugly face to others, unless I die, now I am in the sweat camp, if the sweat forces me to take off the mask, I will have to obey, but the sweat is only for fun Just because of the humiliation, if the news spreads, the sweat will be disgraced."

Nada Khan's face changed slightly, and he snorted heavily.

Wu Lu couldn't recognize it and said, "Khan, these Zi Han people are the best at making detours, but don't follow their way."

"Shut up." Turku frowned, "Wulu, it's not your turn to speak in front of Dahan."

Wu Lu's face turned blue with anger.

Nada Khan waved his hand: "Okay, you Han people like to say that you are a visitor from afar, so sit down."

Feng Ye and Yan Sikong looked at each other before sitting down.

"We all know what you are here for. To tell you the truth, the imperial court has already agreed to pay tribute." Na Dahan looked at them leisurely.

Yan Sikong smiled and said: "The imperial court agreed, did Da Khan also agree?"

Nadahan stared: "We were the ones who brought it up, how could we disagree."

"If Da Khan also agrees, it's time to tie me up and give it to the court to show my sincerity. Since Da Khan has kept me, I will definitely live up to Da Khan's expectations and tell Da Khan carefully why Da Khan Khan should abandon the court and become the wolf king."

Nada Khan smiled coldly: "Okay, I'm here to listen."

Yan Sikong cupped his hands, and analyzed all the pros and cons with Neda Khan in a leisurely manner. When it was time to show sincerity, he praised Neda Khan very appropriately, but when it was time to show the strength of Datong's troops, he was not soft-spoken. , Hearing that I was sweating like sitting on pins and needles.

Judging from the current situation, whether Chahar chooses the imperial court or the wolf king has its own advantages and disadvantages.

After all, the imperial court has already formed an alliance with the Chahar Ministry, providing Chahar with a large amount of gold, silver and armaments, helping him to unify several scattered small tribes, and becoming stronger day by day, although betraying his allies will kill even his own father It's nothing to say, but there must be a condition that is enough to tempt him.

As for the wolf king, the benefits are also real.After the Wolf King controls Hetao, the mutual market is the greatest benefit that can be given to Chahar, and the army of the Wolf King is eyeing Datong. Na Dahan is not a fool. Odds.

Nada Khan's choice of the imperial court or the wolf king, in the final analysis, is the choice of tribute or mutual market. Whichever may benefit him more, he will prefer whichever one.Yan Sikong knew this clearly, so he explained the financial resources of the imperial court to Na Dahan in the capacity of the right minister of the Ministry of War and the close minister of Emperor Zhaowu. No matter what the tribute conditions are, it is impossible to achieve them in the end.

With Yan Sikong's eloquence skills, even the court envoys could be beaten to pieces by him even if they were on the spot. What's more, there were only a bunch of barbarians on the spot, so he was naturally taken aback by what he said.

It is impossible to say that Nedakhan was completely moved by Yan Sikong, but he must have suspicions in his heart, and finally, he ordered Turku to arrange for them to rest.

Back in the tent, Feng Ye took off his mask, revealed his handsome face, frowned and complained: "Damn, why does Que Wang wear this thing all the year round, it's so boring Very much."

Yan Sikong moistened the cloth and handed it to him. He couldn't help but feel sad for his words: "I don't know how long it took him to get used to it." Everyone said that he looked better than Pan An, and Yuan Nanyu's one looked like him. His face was forced to cover his face all year round because of the ink punishment, so how could he not feel distressed.

Feng Ye didn't answer, but looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Yan Sikong understood, and wiped Feng Ye's face with a cloth towel.

Feng Ye put his arms around his waist and narrowed his eyes: "That wild dog dared to tease you, sooner or later I will kill him."

"Don't be impulsive. Nawulu is General Chahar. Although he has a reckless personality, he is brave and good at fighting. Maybe he will be useful in the future."

Feng Ye snorted coldly.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the tent, and the two separated immediately, and Feng Ye quickly put on his mask.

It turned out that Turku brought someone to bring them dinner, and told them that a banquet would be held to welcome them on another day, and the court envoys would also be there.

Yan Sikong stopped Turku from letting him go early, and kindly asked him to sit down and have a meal together.

Could it be that Turku didn't know what Yan Sikong was planning, so he sat down without much evasion.

The three of them exchanged greetings while eating wine, Feng Ye didn't talk much, Yan Sikong was eloquent, and praised Turku so much that he almost couldn't find it.After drinking for three rounds, Yan Sikong talked about his real purpose. He begged Turku to persuade Nada Khan to form an alliance with the Wolf King. In the future, he would help Turku inherit the Khan position and help him become the future Mongol king.

Although Turku is the eldest son of Nada Khan, the Mongols don't have any tradition of establishing a son and a son. Usually, whichever prince is the most sturdy will be the khan. Turku is not the best prince, nor is he the best prince. How could he be favored, but his mother was the Que family of Neda Khan. It was rumored that the Que family of Neda Khan was a dominatrix.

Turku was coaxed by Yan Sikong to make him feel a little flustered. He patted his chest and poked out his tongue as if Yan Sikong would go to persuade Nadahan. In the end, he accepted Yan Sikong's generous gift and left happily.

"Nadahan himself is quite capable, but his son is a waste." Feng Ye said disdainfully.

Yan Sikong sneered: "Trash is not useless."

"Will he really try to persuade Nada Khan?"

"Even if you go to Dahan, you may not listen to him. He must have received a gift from the court before. I don't expect him to be of any use. Just don't tear down our stage." Yan Sikong took a sip of the soup, he said I have said countless things in a day, and my mouth is dry.

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong: "Do you think we have a good chance of winning?"

Yan Sikong put down the bowl and took a deep breath: "Honestly speaking, half and half, we must have a reason for Nedakhan to form an alliance with us, which far outweighs the price of betraying an ally. Right now, is insufficient."

Feng Ye narrowed his eyes: "When you were in Datong, you were so confident that you wanted me to let you come."

Yan Sikong said helplessly: "If I don't come, there may be no peace talks at all. If I come, there is still hope."

"If the peace talks fail, we may all die, especially you."

Yan Sikong was silent for a moment: "Only when I see the court envoys can I try out Na Dahan's attitude."

"I have a plan."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"Your mouth alone can at most make Nadahan treat us and the court equally, but it's not enough to make him break his promise and break the alliance. To make him have no choice, he must use strong medicine."

"What strong medicine?" Yan Sikong frowned, feeling a little premonition.

Feng Ye held Yan Sikong's neck, brought his ear to his lips, and whispered something.

Yan Sikong was shocked: "You are simply crazy!"

Feng Ye's expression was calm: "I thought this plan would work."

"If you do this, you won't even be able to leave."

"As you said, we are here to gamble. If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you catch a tiger cub? You dare to send yourself in front of the enemy, so you are afraid of taking this risk?"

"Feng Ye, I thought you should have matured and stabilized after so many years." Yan Sikong gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you still like taking risks so much? You are the commander in chief of the three armies, how can you easily take risks? You let me To verbalize the envoys of the imperial court, I am at least seventy-eight percent sure of persuading..."

"You said five points just now." Feng Ye pulled Yan Sikong into his arms, pinched his chin, and jokingly said, "I really can't take it lightly for a moment."

"I was serious."

"I'm also serious." Feng Ye said with a rebellious expression, "You are always cautious at every step, and you act too cautiously. In fact, if you think about it carefully, this plan is the most likely to succeed."

Yan Sikong wanted to refute, but Feng Ye leaned over and blocked his lips, brutally and violently plundering every breath in his mouth, kissing him until he couldn't stop panting.

Feng Ye gently stroked Yan Sikong's smooth skin, and whispered in his ear: "I am the wolf king, listen to me." His voice was low and hoarse, but not angry but mighty.

Yan Sikong lightly licked his red and swollen lips, thinking about Feng Ye's so-called "trick" over and over in his mind, his eyes became deeper and deeper.