The Number One Catcher In The Capital, You Call This A Dog Leg?

Chapter 664: Wanyan Khan

The first day of the first day of the Yuan Dynasty is a grand event for the entire Chu State - the Great Court Meeting.

To put it simply, it is a grand and large-scale debriefing report meeting.

On this day, officials of the ninth rank and above in the capital, the chief officials of the state capitals, and even the vassal states dominated by Chu State will send envoys to meet the emperor.

However, the grand event for the Chu State was not so sacred for those officials who came from other places to meet the emperor.

It's better for Beijing officials to live a solid year at home.

It is not so wonderful for officials from other places, especially the officials from the states in the southern border of Chu State. It is not easy to go on the road a month in advance despite the severe winter, and it is not easy to walk on the road. It slipped, and even the carriage and people had to fall down.

This situation is not uncommon.

Because today is the Great Court Meeting, even the virtuous king woke up early, before he had time to wash up, he came to the door of Xu Qing's study, and sincerely "invited" Xu Qing to attend the Great Court Meeting.

Because last night, he and the little girl didn't go to bed until dawn in order to avoid the virtuous king, how could they have the intention of going to court at this time?

Can't get enough sleep?

So Xu Qing declined the invitation of King Xian.

Then he was thrown into the carriage by the virtuous king including his clothes.

With Xu Qing as a negative example, Su Jiyuan became more honest. He put on his official uniform, smoothed the corners of his clothes, and got into the carriage leisurely.

King Xian is very satisfied with this.

Xu Qing on the carriage was very dissatisfied.

Under normal circumstances, according to the customs of Xu Qing's hometown, people get up in the middle of the night after the Chinese New Year to pay New Year's greetings.

Xu Qing has no relatives in the capital, so there is no need to pay New Year's greetings, and the time is not right now.

Now that the New Year's greetings are over, the only thing left is to go to the grave.

But now, Xu Qing is going to the morning court with the mood of going to the grave, and the heavy heart can be seen.

north

Khan tent

Wanyan Khan sat on the high seat, his eyes moved slightly, today is the Spring Festival in the Central Plains, and it is also their Spring Festival.

Originally, there was no such traditional festival as the Spring Festival in their cultural customs. However, with the prosperity of the Central Plains and the closer business ties between the surrounding countries and the penetration of the Central Plains culture, the culture and eating habits of the Han people were passed on to the rest of the world. In farther places, they gradually had the festival of Spring Festival.

It's just that the custom of eating New Year's Eve dinner, eating dumplings, and setting off fireworks has not evolved. Instead, they celebrate the New Year in their unique way. Building a fire, singing and dancing around the bonfire is their way of celebrating.

Wanyan Khan is a hero. For more than ten years, he has led his own tribes to conquer the east and west. He used war to support the war, conquered the tribes of all sizes on the grassland, and established the foundation of his own rule over the grassland.

It was also at dawn today that he led his army to wipe out the last stubborn tribe, and merged the tribe's people, cattle, sheep and horses under his command, and finally completely completed the great cause of unification.

Since then, there is only one voice left on the grassland.

At this time, morale was high and the scimitar in his waist was in desperate need of blood, but when he drew his sword and looked around, there were no opponents around.

But the high-spirited Wanyan Khan didn't want to stop his conquest.

So he turned his own gaze to the Central Plains.

At this time, the Central Plains was no longer as prosperous as it used to be, and it was divided into three countries into three countries.

But now he is dominating the north, with a vast territory, and his soldiers and horses have high morale. It is a great opportunity to attack the city, how can he stop here?

People's desire for power is like a rolling stone falling from a mountain. Unless the environment does not allow it, even oneself cannot control themselves to stop.

Whether it is the Central Plains, the grasslands, or the dwarves, no one can escape.

This is a longing from the depths of the soul.

At this moment, a counselor in grassland attire walked into the big tent, knelt on one knee and said, "Khan."

Wanyan Khan smiled and said, "Agula, one year has passed, and you are still so thin, do you deserve your name?"

The names given by people from the Central Plains generally include the parents’ expectations and implication for own, and even make up for what is lacking, and include what the child lacks in the name.

Fortunately, no one has named the brain until now...

And the grassland is naturally the same. According to the rules on the grassland, the heavier the birth, the more popular, because only such people can become warriors in the future.

But this counselor was very thin when he was born, much lower than the birth weight of other children on the grassland, so his parents gave him the name Agula.

Agula means mountain on the grassland, and the parents hope that this thin child will grow up as tall and strong as a mountain in the future, unshakable.

But after so many years, it seems that his body is not an ordinary rebellion, and he has never listened to his parents.

However, when God closes a door, he always opens a window. Although Agula does not have a strong body, his mind is surprisingly good, especially the various military arts and classics in the Central Plains. Wanyan Khan made a lot of strange tricks on the way to the grassland, winning consecutive battles.

Agula stood up and said, "Warriors are brave in their bodies, but Agula's courage lies in his soul."

Wanyan Khan smiled and said: "Well, yes, Agula's bravery is better than the bravest warriors around Ben Khan. Now that Ben Khan has unified the grasslands, he wants to eat this fat piece of mutton in the Central Plains. What do you think? "

Hearing Wanyan Khan's words, Agula shook his head and said, "Agula thought that our army has been exhausted from years of fighting and should take a good rest for a while, so I asked Khan to stop the march."

But Wanyan Khan stood up and said: "Nonsense! Our grassland warriors are at a time when their morale is high, and they will be invincible and sweep away all enemies!"

But Agula shook his head and said: "No, Khan has never tasted defeat in successive years of battles. The taste of failure, the Central Plains is not a piece of fat mutton, but a fierce tiger that devours people. It is not easy to deal with."

Wanyan Khan waved his hand and said, "Agula, you are the most trusted adviser of this Khan, and you actually say such a thing? Do you mean that my grassland is not as good as the Central Plains? I think you are following them I have learned so much that I have forgotten what a warrior on the grassland looks like!"

Agula immediately knelt down on one knee and said: "Khan, Agula always remembers that he is a warrior of the grassland, but Khan, don't let the victory go to your head, the Central Plains is difficult to deal with at this time, rashly sending troops is a It will damage my prairie warrior."

Wanyan Khan snorted: "That's enough! If you are afraid of the Central Plains, stay here. I will personally lead our warriors to the south. I want to see what the tiger you are talking about looks like!"