Elegant Feather

Tara Hawk, tent palace.

This summer’s newly brewed kumiss is served in a noble silver bowl specially used for the Sachelu Conference, and placed on the table of every king and leader attending the conference. It is a fine wine that none of the people can refuse, but no one takes the lead in enjoying it.

If kumiss could understand the solemnity in the air, he would no longer be disappointed by his neglected situation. After all, the person most qualified to take the lead in drinking kumiss in the two deserts was sitting here, but today he obviously did not this mood.

"Do you all think that I should stand up and give up this seat to brother Baogan Qiaolu?" The current Hu Huang Hari Qiaolu sat alone on the throne of the Khan Emperor at the west end of the hall, his sad eyes slowly looked away. Sweeping across the garden-shaped hall, especially when sweeping across his deserters, there is a more compelling question, "Wumantu? Hasentan? Embasa? And Bayan Lebu, Amu Gu, even you Is that what you mean?"

The few people named by Hari Qiaolu, some bowed their heads, sighed, and gritted their teeth. They were all the first to swear allegiance to the new Emperor Khan when Hari Qiaolu came to the throne. If it was not a last resort, Who is willing to backhand cut off the merit of support?

"Hari Qiaolu, a strong horse needs a good rider. Facts have proved that not only did you fail to ride the horse well, but you also summoned evil wolves."

"A good rider also needs time to tame a fierce horse. When the wolves come, they just close the door and kill them all at once. My great-grandfather Aritabu Khan also lost a battle. How can you lose a battle because of me? Are you going to abandon your Khan? Could it be that the vows you made to the Immortals are all run away when the wind blows?"

If the five of them were somewhat guilty and unbearable towards Hari Qiaolu before, after hearing his sophistry that his conscience sent the dog to eat, all that was left was anger.

"Aritab Khan has suffered defeats, but he has never left his subordinates to run for his own life!"

"Hari Qiaolu! Eternal Life looks at us. If the oath is true, we will let the best warrior in the tribe go to the northern border with you! My good boy from the Balhan tribe, for a full 1 year Thousands of people! You didn't bring any of them back!"

"I... you have also seen the pros and cons of the Huachao army this month, but you can't blame me entirely..."

"Hari Qiaolu, stop talking." Baogan Qiaolu was the biggest nominee for the new Khan in this Sachelu conference. He didn't want to stand out, but the pride of the "Heavenly Chosen Family" in his blood, He is not allowed to listen to Hari Qiaolu's words of shirking responsibility, which will increase his ambition and lose the responsibility of the Balurt royal family.

"Third Brother..." Hari Qiaolu secretly shook the sweat seat under his body, "Third Brother, do you still remember the time when my aunt taught us brothers with broken arrows?"

Baogan Qiaolu sighed softly, "I remember it, brother. 'A single person is easy to break, but many are hard to destroy. If you work together, the country can be strong." Because of remembering, father Khan didn't designate an heir when he died. You want to follow the tradition of Shouzao, the youngest son of the Mengge clan, and the third brother didn’t say anything, did he? Hari Qiaolu, my brother has no intention of competing with you for the position of Khan, otherwise I would have moved out of Aritabu Khan and Duowu Xigen Khan’s deeds of choosing a virtuous person will compete with you. Immortals have chosen our family to be the king of the prairie people. As long as they can protect the people, who will be the emperor of the Khan? What’s more, you are my little brother who is related by blood. .As long as you can be beneficial to the two deserts, I am willing to be your wings, claws, and arms. But Hari Qiaolu, have you done it? See for yourself, you have been the Khan Emperor for more than half a year, what has Dahong become? If the top horse is not good, it will bring the whole herd into disaster! Brother Hari Qiaolu, maybe I made a mistake in avoiding you from the beginning. We are a noble family chosen by heaven, and the people of the entire grassland are also Looking forward to us, for the sake of Changshengtian and the heroes of the ancestors, don't let this mistake continue."

Baogan Qiaolu's high-sounding words made many people nod secretly, but Hari Qiaolu only found it ridiculous, hateful, and annoying!

But he can't be mad yet.

"People from the Central Plains have already hit Dongbuen. Brother Baogan Qiaolu, if you are really doing the best for the two deserts, can we beat them away first and then talk about the change of Khan's position? Father Khan sees it in heaven." We will be ashamed of ourselves when we are locked in by the enemy and quarrel only with ourselves."

"This..." Baogan Qiaolu heard some compromising meaning from Hari Qiaolu's voice, and asked Chi: "You mean you want to abdicate after defeating the people from the Central Plains?"

Hari Qiaolu nodded, with a pleading tone, "Brother, you are right. There has never been a profuse sweat on the grassland who was denied by the Sachelu Conference. I will be the first. I ruined the results of my aunt and uncle and returned it to the grassland I should bear this humiliation because of the crying, but brother, can you let me use my identity as Khan Emperor to wash away the humiliation given to me by the people of the Central Plains, and then sacrifice to the heavens to abdicate?"

Baogan Qiaolu is determined to be a hero, unwilling to bear the reputation of bullying his younger brother, and takes Hari Qiaolu's loneliness into his eyes. He thinks of Hari Qiaolu's appearance when he was young, and he can't help feeling a little soft-hearted.Mother's son, only Hari Jolu and I are left.Brother Hari Qiaolu, since he was a child, he was like a little steed that couldn't bow his head. I don't want to be forced to lose all pride by us today... After waiting for so long, it won't take more than two days, why don't you wait?

Seeing Baogan Qiaolu's hesitation, Gradag jumped out, "Uncle Hari Qiaolu, there is an old saying in the Central Plains, which is 'to fight against the outside world, we must first secure the inside'. In the face of a powerful enemy, we need more wise men Under the leadership of Khan, you should abdicate now, I think Uncle Baogan Qiaolu will definitely avenge your shame."

"Gladag! Who are you talking to! I am still the Khan! And even if I don't become a profuse in the future, I will still be your uncle!"

Hari Qiaolu pinched the veins of Baogan Qiaolu to eat meat and skimmed meat to make the last fight, but he was disturbed by others when it seemed to be effective, and even though Gradagu was older than him, it was his elder brother Chali Qiaolu His son was criticized by his nephew in front of many kings and leaders. Gradag almost pointed at Hari Qiaolu's forehead and said he was not wise. How could Hari Qiaolu bear it!

Gradag ignored Hari Qiaolu's anger, and just whispered in Baogan Qiaolu's ear: "Uncle Baogan Qiaolu, you should know that Uncle Hari Qiaolu is not someone who can put down his saber and be tolerant after victory. After finally convincing everyone, if Uncle Hari Qiaolu really went to Hua Chao to wash away his shame, I am afraid that there will be people supporting him again. How could he be willing to step down from the Khan position? Ye Changmeng Duo, don’t fall for him Otherwise, when he recovers, he will definitely not let you go."

Baoganqiaolu nodded lightly, and Geradagu sat up straight and winked to the side.

"Although what Gradagu said is not pleasant, it still makes sense."

"It's the same sooner or later, Hari Qiaolu, you should give up your seat now."

……

Hari Qiaolu heard the humming voice, knowing that there was no way out, he finally asked: "Brother Baogan Qiaolu, do you mean the same?"

Baogan Qiaolu pursed his lips lightly, seeming a bit unbearable, "Hari Qiaolu, brother will avenge your shame. After you abdicate, you can still be the Zongwang of Balurt."

"Hahahaha, it's better to be the elder brother of my mother and compatriots. Knowing that I am not used to living in palaces, it is better to go to nomads and be the king of the clan! Good! If I still shirk, then I will be too ungrateful!" Hari Qiaolu pointed his face Jinwan stood up and said, "Come on, we haven't had a drink today. This is the last bowl of kumiss I will drink with you as Emperor Khan. After drinking this bowl, Ben Khan will go out and ask God to abdicate!"

While lamenting Baogan Qiaolu's benevolence, everyone listened to Hari Qiaolu's sharp laughter, and looked at each other, somewhat confused about his real thoughts.Is it cynicism?Or was the prevarication all for bargaining, and he was satisfied with winning the position of King Zong?

No matter what, seeing that Baogan Qiaolu also stood up with the kumiss on the table, everyone stood up with the wine.

"Brother Baogan Qiaolu, Hari Qiaolu wishes the Liangmo grasslands prosperity and strength under your wise rule! Done!"

"Dry."

"Grumbling."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hari Qiaolu gulped it down, looked around, and was satisfied to see that everyone had finished the kumiss in their silver bowls.

Hari Qiaolu let go, and the Khan Emperor's golden bowl fell on the thick wool felt in the hall without making a sound, but the long laugh in his throat could no longer be suppressed.

Hari Jolu's hysterical laugh fell back on the sweat seat, and the piercing laughter surrounded the tent-like circular hall, which made the most noble and glorious hall of Tarahuk feel more intrusive.

"Uncle Hari Qiaolu, you should go out to pay homage to Eternal Life and announce your abdication." Hari Qiaolu's laughter made Timur Tren feel a little uncomfortable in his heart. He pressed his hand on his chest and interrupted his crazy laughter.

"Not in a hurry."

"Uncle Hari Qiaolu, have you repented?" Gradag asked.

"I won't go back on it, it's you who should go back on it."

Baogan Qiaolu frowned, Hari Qiaolu's words made him a little uneasy, he just wanted to open his mouth to ask a question, but suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and couldn't help stretching out his hands to grab his chest.

I caught a glimpse of Baogan Qiaolu's strangeness from the corner of the eye, but Hari Qiaolu just asked slowly to Gradag: "Geradagu, I don't understand, Baogan Qiaolu is your uncle, and I am your uncle too. Why don't you help him and not me?"

"Prince Baolu, what's wrong with you?"

Hari Qiaolu doesn't care about Baogan Qiaolu, it's because other people care about their quasi-Khan Emperor. Unfortunately, Hari Qiaolu's effort to say a word, people who care about Baogan Qiaolu also feel the malice from the heart one after another, Gradagu "Now is not the time to talk about this" only spit out half of it from his mouth, and he half-bent his body in pain.

"It's not important anymore, it's not important anymore..." Hari Qiaolu's face was ferocious, and his flat voice suddenly raised, even his eyes were bloodshot, "Since you are not on my side, then go to hell! Damn it all! Go to hell with me!"

"Hari Qiaolu, what did you do? You said that you can be the king even if you abdicate. Don't do stupid things..." Baogan Qiaolu broke out in cold sweat with a painful forehead, and he couldn't even summon the strength to question him.

"Don't talk about those good things! Khan Emperor to Zongwang? A joke! The eagle's wings are bald, its claws are broken, will it still survive!"

"Poison? Hari Qiaolu, are you going to kill everyone in the Sachelu Conference? You are crazy! You will destroy the two deserts!"

"Uncle Hari Qiaolu, have you really poisoned us all? Don't let Balurt be ashamed of you, get the antidote quickly..."

"Hari Qiaolu, the antidote...we won't let Prince Baolu take your position..."

The body began to convulse, and the throat began to tighten. It was difficult for the stronger youth to speak. Several older and weaker kings and leaders had already fallen to the ground. Hari Qiaolu, the only one who had the strength to investigate their lives and deaths, just glanced at them coldly. After taking a look, he looked away, "What did you do so early? It's too late, and there is no antidote. I gave you a chance, and you asked for it!"

"come..."

"Hari... Qiaolu... killed... we... you won't... feel better..."

"When our followers...know...you...poisoned...we...will tear you...to shreds..."

"Eternal Life God...will not...forgive...you...of..."

……

No longer hopeful that Hari Qiaolu would change his mind, some people crawled towards the gate of the temple, and some cursed with their last strength.

"Don't waste your energy anymore, Sachelu Assembly, no one is allowed to approach the hall, and no one can save you if you climb out. Immortals will never forgive me, and your Wuqi will not know that you were poisoned, After the death of Father Khan, did you see that he was poisoned? It is also an honor for you to have Ben Khan personally send you on the road and die in the same way as Xian Khan.”

"Father Khan was poisoned by you..." A half-sentence questioned, Baogan Qiaolu could not rest in peace.

"Fierce...beast..."

"brute……"

"Grass...the plain...it's over..."

The scene of hell slowly faded away on the glorious palace, leaving only Hari Qiaolu talking to himself.

"Saheli's poison is really easy to use. That humble Central Plains man said he was going to find me some useful Orchids. He also saw that I was losing for a while, so he acted according to the wind. Have you returned..."

"Yongshengtian, I don't blame Father Khan's death, it's all the fault of King Rong Le of Hua Dynasty, otherwise I wouldn't attack Father Khan..."

"Baogan Qiaolu, you forced me. Originally, I wouldn't have a son. After I finish my revenge, I can give you the throne..."

"You forced me to..."

Hari Qiaolu walked around the temple like a ghost, and finally confirmed the death of everyone.Standing in the center of the hall, he suddenly felt empty in his heart.

What am I going to do?

Yes, revenge, humiliation.Last time, he only killed his uncle, but also cut him into pieces.Kill him, as well as his father, his mother, and his other relatives.

Kill them all, kill them all!kill!kill!kill!

Hari Qiaolu put aside all the grievances in the hall, and walked unswervingly to the gate of the palace.

The next moment, a wind blew from behind.

Is it a sunroof?

There seemed to be a soft sound of something falling to the ground.

Hari Qiaolu turned around, but it was too late to raise his head, his neck was no longer under his control.

"Hari Qiaolu, you are such a madman."

Jun Yiyu clasped Hari Qiaolu's throat tightly, and his calm voice seemed to be a little sighing, but it seemed to be just stating the facts.