Wealth and glory seek stability

Chapter 219 Bonfire Party

Mo Chuan gave him a slap on the face.

"You little bastard, you're still panting when I tell you you're fat. Until you learn the master's teachings, I'm still your senior brother."

His words were harsh, but there was a smile in his eyes.

Along the way, Lingbao became much more cheerful.

Mo Shoujian’s sudden death was a huge blow to both of them.

The most important thing for people who practice Taoism is to be spontaneous and natural. If Lingbao does not let go of his obsession, it will be detrimental to his future practice of Taoism.

night.

When Master Zhaqi heard the news of Zhang Xuanyu's brother and sister's arrival, he held a grand bonfire dinner for everyone despite his sick body.

There is a huge fire in the center, and people can dance around it.

On the grill on one side, there is a whole roasted lamb that is juicy and greasy.

Both men and women, nearby herdsmen rushed over upon hearing the news, bringing their own food to share with everyone.

Jian Xi drank a bowl of butter tea brought by Grandma Qi. It was full of nuts and mixed with thick milk. Jian Xi couldn't taste the rest. She just felt that her whole stomach was warm after drinking the butter tea.

Zhang Cen'er squeezed into the dancing team, her fiery figure looking gorgeous under the reflection of the bonfire.

She is a true daughter of the grassland.

After Jian Xi finished a cup of butter tea, she asked Grandma Qi to pour another cup. This butter tea was so delicious.

During this time, Jian Xi wanted to take out the gold leaves to exchange with Granny Qi several times, but Granny Qi refused again and again, "No, this is what every family here eats, it's not worth much."

Seeing that Granny Qi would get angry if she gave her any more money, Jian Xi gave up.

Under Zhang Xuanyu's forced pulling, Lan Qi danced awkwardly.

Although his body language was a little uncoordinated, the smile on his face was much more genuine, and he didn't look so annoying anymore.

Mo Chuan was like a fish in water. He was even more excited than the local herdsmen in Wenshan Grassland. He led the two little girls Lingbao and Baizhi to twist and turn wildly.

That's right.

Just twist.

Jian Xi felt embarrassed just looking at it.

Compared to Zhang Cen'er who is good at singing and dancing, Mo Chuan's weird movements and postures are simply eye-catching.

But he doesn't feel embarrassed at all, that's what's amazing.

This must be the legendary community cow. Jian Xi has always admired and respected such people.

Jian Xi found a smaller fire and sat on a wooden stool beside it. It was humid on the grassland at night, and it was not a good time to catch a cold.

There was kumis heating up in the iron pot on top of the fire. Grandma Qi was too old to dance, so she sat next to Jian Xi and drank kumis.

It was the first time that Jian Xi saw someone heating wine in a pot.

She resisted the urge to drink and took a big sip of the tea in her hand to satisfy her craving.

Grandma Qi didn't know how to find out that Jian Xi was pregnant, so there was no tea leaves in the tea.

Jian Xi saw that everyone had happy smiles on their faces, and even Zhaqi couldn't help but join the bonfire party.

After Mo Chuan and he drank a few bowls of wine, the two of them became as close as brothers.

Jian Xi looked at it in amazement.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting older mentally, but I just like watching this kind of lively scene.

Jian Xi looked at Granny Qi standing aside. Her face revealed a sense of vicissitudes of life, and her heart was slightly moved.

"Granny Qi, have you heard the story of the empress?" She had been curious about the Xuanwu Empress for a long time.

Granny Qi curled up the corners of her mouth and took a sip of the hot kumis, as if recalling some memories.

"Of course I have heard that the Xuanwu Empress Zhang Qiao, relying on her own strength and without any support from her background, led the Qi tribe to quell the rebellion of the tribal leaders during the reign of the previous emperor.

When the late emperor reached old age, Zhang Qiao had already managed the huge Xuanwu Dynasty. The late emperor abdicated and passed the throne directly to Zhang Qiao, who was still the third princess. "

Jian Xi thought it was just like the TV series in her previous life, with the princes and princesses fighting overtly and covertly, so she asked:

"Then this empress is quite capable. The Xuanwu Dynasty values ​​seniority and respect for the young and the young. The third-ranked queen who can get the throne must be a tough character."

Granny Qi laughed so hard that she almost spilled the kumis in her hand.

"Of course he is a tough guy. It's not that he doesn't want to be king, but other princes and princesses don't have the ability. Zhang Qiao has fought for many years, and his prestige among the tribes has far exceeded that of the late emperor. In the end, the late emperor had to abdicate.

This is also what the other tribal leaders mean. You, a little girl, still have some plans in your mind, unlike the kids nowadays, who have been living in peace for too long and can no longer distinguish the current situation. "

Then he looked at Zaqi.

Zhaqi was raised by Grandma Qi. When he was little, he was a chubby boy who loved wrestling the most. He once declared that he would become the number one warrior in Wenshan Grassland and even in the entire Xuanwu Dynasty.

Now he focuses on power struggle all day long and has long forgotten his original intention.

Jian Xi felt that this ordinary-looking Granny Qi was not simple at all, so she asked:

"Then what kind of person do you think the empress will choose as the heir?"

Seeing that the kumis in Grandma Qi's bowl was almost gone, Jian Xi picked up the small wooden spoon beside her and refilled it.

She is an expert in social etiquette.

As long as she wants to please someone, she will make that person feel warm like a spring breeze.

Granny Qi seldom met young men who were willing to chat with her. Seeing that Jian Xi was understanding, she sipped her mare's milk and helped Jian Xi to answer her questions.

There are two kinds of kumis here, one has a stronger milk flavor, and the other has more of a wine flavor. The one that Grandma Qi drinks is the one with a stronger milk flavor.

Grandma Qi's eyes were dim and bloodshot, her cheeks were yellow and red under the firelight, and there were some wrinkles around her mouth, all of which showed the traces of erosion by time.

"Instead of asking who the empress would choose, you might as well ask who wants to be the emperor the most. It's not easy to be the emperor of Xuanwu. Once you become the emperor, you have to shoulder the responsibility of leading the dynasty to prosperity."

Jian Xi continued to ask: "What if after being in office for many years, he became greedy for power and enjoyment and gave up his previous ambitions?"

The beginning of the decline of a dynasty is the emergence of such incompetent rulers. What Jian Xi said has historical basis.

Grandma Qi laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, you are a thoughtful girl. You think other tribal leaders are just there to eat and do nothing? The reason why a tribe is called a tribe is because the people in it are basically from the same clan.

If the emperor indulges in pleasure and disregards the lives of his subjects, the leaders of other tribes will ask Changshengtian for permission. If Changshengtian agrees, they can unite with other tribes to elect a new emperor. "

Jian Xi smacked her lips. Such simplicity and brutality were both unexpected and reasonable.

If not for this, the Xuanwu Dynasty would not have lasted for thousands of years.

She couldn't help but think about it from another perspective. The emperor of the Xuanwu Dynasty was another kind of model worker. He had to do a good job and couldn't slack off.