Huo Du's Notes

A few months later, when I joined the Mongolian army in the Western Xia campaign, I bandaged the wounded in the orthographic medical tent, and was suddenly conscripted to lie in ambush near Temujin Khan's tent.

I wondered at first, what's going on here?What kind of ambush are you doing in broad daylight?

But suddenly I thought, this is the Helan Mountain area, where Tiemu really died, could it be that Genghis Khan is about to die?

I'm "boo" and I'm refreshed.

Everyone has the heart of gossip!

But when Guo Jing reined in his horse, got off his horse, and stepped forward, and then the horn blew, two rows of quiver guards lined up in front of Temujin's gold tent. When Zhong strides out.

I just realized that this was the day Guo Jing bid farewell to Temujin.

I was probably called here just in case, after all, Guo Jing's kung fu would be irresistible to an ordinary Mongolian general, but my skill is notoriously good, and my habit of never killing people is on par with it.

Since it is Guo Jing, there is nothing to worry about, I have no chance to make a move.

So I didn't care too much, and looked at everyone carefully.

Temujin was exhausted and his time was numbered.

I was lucky enough to witness this historic day.

Although I was outside the account all the time, I didn't miss a word when Guo Jing talked with Temujin.

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

Genghis Khan sighed in the tent: "At the beginning, I and Jamu He'an swore up against each other, but in the end I had to kill him. I became the Great Khan of the world, and he died in my hands.

So what in a few days?Didn't I return to the loess like him?Who wins and who loses, what difference does it make in the end? "

After a short pause, he continued, "You must always be reconciled, and never kill each other. Jamu He'an said that he will die. Whenever I think of the love of marriage, I often have trouble sleeping all night."

Although I couldn't see what was going on in the tent, I knew it must be for Tuo Li and Guo Jing.

Just hearing him mention Jamuka suddenly, I couldn't help feeling a little bit sad.

Temujin was invincible throughout his life and rarely lost, but he was narrowly defeated by Jamuka in the Battle of the Thirteen Wings.

It is a pity that Jamuka boiled and killed the captives in seventy pots after the war, which aroused dissatisfaction among the various ministries, and turned to Temujin instead.

Temujin was defeated and won many, and his army was able to quickly recover and grow. Since then, he has had few defeats.

The best friend and the strongest enemy in his life, no wonder he never forgets him until his death.

Later, the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin brought a heavy treasure to ask for peace, but he threw it to the ground.

That night, Temujin died.

I took advantage of the chaos to get a lot of pearls brought by the special envoy of the Kingdom of Jin. It's not that I'm greedy for money.

These pearls are all the size of a little finger, and their brilliance is soft and crystal clear, reflecting each other's brilliance, so it is a waste to return to the dust like this.

And with my current skills, these small movements will not be noticed at all.

A few days later, I was recalled to Wokuotai's department and served as one of his personal physicians. Since then, I have officially entered Wokuotai's core team.

Although Okudei was Temujin's successor, due to Mongolia's Kuriltai system (tribal council system), his journey to the throne of Khan was not smooth.

The trouble of regime change is a problem that may arise in every empire, but I am a little happy, because in this way, the Song Dynasty has a chance to breathe.

Recently, I always think of the days at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the family members and the people in the ancient tomb.

Hope they are all well.

After Temujin's death, all Mongolian ministries followed the custom of the youngest son keeping his business, and Tuo Lei supervised the state affairs.

Until two years later, the eldest son of Genghis Khan died, and the second son Chagatai fully supported Okuotai, and Torre was alone, so he had to support Okuotai.

The accession of the new Khan to the throne is a good thing for Mongolia, but it is a disaster for neighboring countries.

In the third year after Wo Kuotai succeeded, Mongolia Iron Hoof once again started its expansion journey.

As the successor of Genghis Khan, Wo Kuotai did not insult the wisdom of his ancestors, and divided his troops into three groups to cut gold.

Three years later, Mongolia and the Southern Song Dynasty jointly launched a general attack on Jin, and the Kingdom of Jin was destroyed.

The following year, the Mongolian army led by Wo Kuotai began to attack Kipchak and Russia, and captured Moscow and other cities.

I followed Wo Kuotai, personally experienced the famous battles that have been handed down to later generations, and made a fortune in the war. This is not because I am greedy for money, but in war, the most valuable things are human life and property.

After the capture of Moscow, Wo Kuotai's health deteriorated due to years of drinking, so he no longer went on an expedition in person.

However, the descendants of Genghis Khan came forth in large numbers, and three years later, Wo Kuotai's nephew, Batu, fought all the way to Kiev, the capital of the later Ukraine.

I know that this famous military strategist in history will soon capture Kiev.

Not only that, he will lead his troops to invade Poland, Hungary, Slovakia, and the Czech Republic all the way, and he will not slow down until he encounters the Austrian and Bohemian coalition forces near Vienna, Austria.

I have witnessed the growth of the Mongol Empire, and the death and disappearance of countless people.

For more than ten years, I have stayed in the Wokuotai Department as a doctor, and my skills are far superior to ordinary guards, so the treatment is very good.

In addition, I saved Wo Kuotai's life several times in fierce battles, and his trust in me grew day by day.

What an emperor lacks the most is a person who wants nothing.

And what a man wants is nothing more than wine, sex, wealth, and power.

Wine, I do not refuse, but very restrained.

Money, although I often collect the property scattered on the battlefield, but many times I distribute them to the poor civilians.

Quan, Wo Kuotai wanted me to be his chief guard and chief physician more than once, but I rejected them all.

As for sex, this is the most incomprehensible to all the Mongolian warriors who are familiar with me. I have never been close to women.

Over the years, Ogodei has given me all kinds of female slaves, Han, Mongolian, Semu, Russian, and the latest one is a Ukrainian blonde beauty.

Without exception, I begged for his grace, granted them civilian status, and gave them some property, and let them live on their own.

Also, my Buddha heart.

For more than ten years, I have never asked where the other descendants of Jamuka went and how they lived.

To use a sentence from the master to describe it: I am born with a Buddha heart, and my family affection is weak.

After more than ten years of getting along, my fear of Wo Kuotai has become much less, and he has gradually lost his defense against me.

I don't know when the two of us gradually had a tacit understanding that was almost between confidants.

The most obvious manifestation is: almost every time he ordered the execution of civilians or slaves, I would try my best to dissuade him. Without exception, he would fly into a rage, but in the end, he would listen to my dissuasion in six out of ten cases.

This situation has become more and more obvious in the past two years.

Over the years, the master has traveled around and befriended Mongolian nobles, and his reputation has grown day by day. He sent his senior brother several times to ask me to go back with him, but Wo Kuotai stopped him, and I also refused.

Because I am worried that one day the master will meet with the ancient tomb sect, and I don't want to get involved too much. Besides, I surrendered to Wo Kuotai more than ten years ago, and the role played by the master is not without criticism.

Eldest brother is also very clear about this, so he wasn't too harsh on my choice.

Besides, I begged to leave the south, and Wo Kuotai and the people around him are now known to everyone.

It's just that no one has pierced the window paper.

But this balance was broken by a piece of news I overheard, and I was restless for several days.

Wo Kuotai also felt it, and before I could speak, he preemptively said: "Huo Du, if you can stay forever, with your Dharma practice and a little management, I can give you the title of Living Buddha National Teacher before you are 40 years old. what do you think?"

After a long silence, I clasped my hands together and recited the Buddha's mantra:

"King Khan's words are serious. There are so many eminent monks in King Khan's territory. Huo Dou is really not worth mentioning. It's just that an old friend is in trouble. If Huo Dou doesn't go and find out, he will really have a hard time sleeping and eating. He may have a demon in his heart. Wang Chengquan."

In the past ten years or so, I have not made any demands other than persuading him to kill fewer captives after the war. This sentence is enough to illustrate my determination.

He was also silent for a long time before saying: "If you leave, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see you again in this life."

"King Khan has drank countless fine wines for many years, and he has tasted all the best wines in the world. Why don't you just quit and take good care of your health?" This is not the first time I have made this suggestion.

After hearing this, he swept away his anger and laughed loudly: "If you can't drink to your heart's content, what joy is there in life! If you can settle the matter of the Southern Dynasty as soon as possible, come back and see me before I die, Batu is a kind boy, It’s a pity that I can’t achieve anything in this life.”

"Khan's territorial territory has never been heard of in ancient times, and his achievements are also rare in the world, so why be so small."

His body is a taboo, we all know he has few days, but he can say it, but I can't speak it outright.

"It's boring for you to learn from those Southern Dynasty people."

After a pause, he continued: "With your skill, it's really easy to leave. Why ask me, if I refuse to let you go south, what will happen to you?"

"Wait." I knew that since he asked this, he had really decided to let me go, and I couldn't help being a little excited, but my face was still calm.

"Okay, you really deserve to be Huo Dou, I will personally see you off tomorrow."

After nearly 15 years and returning to the Central Plains, my feelings are really hard to describe in words.

And the only reason why I was so anxious to return to the Song Dynasty was because of a person I accidentally mentioned when chatting with two caravan bodyguards——Li Mochou.

If it was just her, I wouldn't be so anxious, but this familiar name was given a nickname that made my heart hurt, Fairy Chilian.

Red training fairy Li Mochou!

I was thinking along the way, how could it be possible, Lu Zhanyuan had already been persuaded to leave by me, without his love, how could little Mochou become a Chilian fairy?

How could such a clever and cute little girl become a murderous devil!

goodbye mochou