Three Kingdoms

In Gaonu City, although Fei Qian and Yu Fuluo had already left, the banquet was still going on. Many barbarians were holding wine bags filled with kumiss, dancing around the bonfire, and singing unknown songs.

There were even some young Hu men and women who were singing and dancing to each other. They fell in love with each other, so they pulled each other, giggled, and got into the darkness where the bonfire could not shine.

Fei Qian smiled slightly as he listened to the barbarian singing coming from afar.

Regarding Yu Fuluo's obviously disbelieving attitude, Fei Qian didn't even think about it. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "I'll just talk about it casually. Shanyu shouldn't be angry... Shanyu thinks that Xianbei now Compared with Northern Hungary back then, which one was stronger?"

Yu Fuluo was a little unhappy when mentioning this kind of thing, but he still said: "This...it's not easy to compare..."

Fei Qian said slowly: "We in the Han Dynasty fought with you for nearly a hundred years... Ah, Chanyu, I don't mean anything. I just talked about some things that I have been thinking about recently... Well, just say Qiang people, we have been fighting for almost twenty years now, right?"

Speaking of other people, Yu Fuluo obviously felt a little better, nodded and said: "It's been almost twenty years..."

Fei Qian said: "Who do you think Shanyu will win? Haha, it doesn't take another twenty years. If we fight for another ten years, the Qiang people will probably spend all their money..."

"That's right, but..." Yu Fuluo didn't know anything about the situation in the Han Dynasty, so he retorted, "...but you are actually a mess internally..."

Yu Fuluo didn't want to say anything more about the Han people.

This time I went to the Han Dynasty to seek support, and I had relatively clear contact with some high-level figures in the Han Dynasty. Then I didn't get any promises, and I even had problems with food and clothing. I had to listen to the mercy of the Han people in some places. Today I really saw the hope of canonization...

These things flooded into his heart one after another, and Yu Fuluo couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

Fei Qian nodded and said: "As the family gets bigger, there are more people. When there are more people, there are more things to do... It's always like this. There is no good solution to this problem, it's always like this... But, Chanyu, Have you noticed a problem? For hundreds of years, we Han people have sometimes lost battles, but in the end we still win!"

What Fei Qian said was decisive.

Yu Fuluo opened his mouth, smacked his lips at the end, and said nothing.

This is a fact, indisputable.

Fei Qian shook his head, as if he was a little dizzy from drinking too much kumiss, and said: "... Chanyu, do you know why this is happening?"

"Well, why?" Yu Fuluo replied casually.

"Because we Han people know how to farm!" Fei Qian gave an answer that stunned Yu Fuluo.

Yu Fuluo looked at Fei Qian carefully. Isn't this guy really drunk?

Plowing the fields?

If you talk about soldiers, or the Han people are good at metallurgy, or some other reasons, I would still believe Yu Fu Luo, and say it is farming, hehe...

Fei Qian squinted his eyes, pointed to the sky with his finger, and said, "It's still the biggest in the world, right? If it rains, it rains. If it winds, it blows. Whenever you're happy, go out. The sun scorches the grass to death, it snows whenever you feel unhappy, and it freezes the cattle and sheep to death..."

This is true. Yu Fuluo rolled his eyes to the sky and felt a little in his heart.

"Then when you are hit by a disaster, you just want to go south to steal our Han people's food and grass...right?" Fei Qian laughed, as if he was telling a joke.

Yu Fuluo laughed twice and didn't answer.

"But we Han people are the same. We have floods, droughts, and insect plagues... Well, has Chanyu ever thought about why we Han people are also suffering from disasters, but we Han people still have food for you to grab? Why? ?”

Yu Fuluo blinked and said tentatively: "Han people...farming?"

Fei Qian suddenly slapped the table with a "bang" sound, which made the tea bowl on the table jump. Naturally, it also frightened Yu Fuluo, "That's right! The extra grain from plowing the fields can be saved. The next time there is a disaster, the stored food can be used, but what about you barbarians? There are more cattle and sheep. If there is a disaster, will they die the same?"

Fei Qian's face showed the most common silly smile of drunk people, and said: "So... uh... for us, being hit by disaster once or twice and losing the battle is nothing, hey Hehe... And you, just once, hehe..."

Fei Qian stretched out a finger, shook it a few times, and then burped a few more times. The obscene smile on his face made Yu Fuluo want to punch him.

However, what Fei Qian said is not completely unreasonable.

The reason why Yu Fuluo's father, Qiang Qu Chanyu, died in the rebellion this time, if analyzed according to what Fei Qian said, is inseparable from the disaster that year...

When the Han Dynasty sent troops to attack Zhang Chun, they did not bring any loot, but a lot of people died. The tribe began to have some worries. Some cattle and sheep died due to the disaster, and now some people died, and At that time, he was out with his troops, and that damn Xubu Guduhou took the opportunity...

Yu Fuluo gritted his teeth.

Fei Qian shook his head again, as if trying to wake up with this action, and then murmured in a low voice: "So, I am not afraid of Xianbei going south to rob... In fact, if Xianbei does not go south, I will be more worried..."

Fei Qian shook his head, reluctantly stood up holding on to the table, called to his bodyguard, and then said: "Well, if you want anything, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm dizzy now..."

"Okay! Fei Zhonglang has a rest early and we will talk tomorrow." Yu Fuluo was naturally fine.

Seeing Fei Qian staggering away with the support of several personal guards, Yu Fuluo suddenly seemed to have a bright light in front of his eyes, flashing for a moment, and thought of something...

"Farming? No..." Yu Fuluo suddenly said "ah" and almost clapped his hands, "This winter is also cold! The Xianbei people went south! That means..."

The Xianbei people suffered a disaster!

Ha ha! The Xianbei people suffered a disaster!

The Land of Meiji is not far from Yinshan Mountain. If the Xianbei people suffered from a snowstorm, it means...

In this case, didn't the opportunity for him to return to the South King's Court come?

Although Yu Fuluo understood that he had suffered a disaster and logically speaking, he should not be happy, but for some reason, he suddenly felt very good and wanted to drink, dance and sing again!

The Huns' bonfire outside was still burning, and the laughter and laughter could be heard faintly. Yu Fuluo couldn't help but raised his head and laughed twice, and then walked out, thinking about plowing the fields, um, plowing the fields...

There are fewer flies in Chongzuo now...

I don’t know when there were more little black insects...

very small……

But it sucks blood...

The bite will cause slight pain, and it only takes three seconds for a big bump to bulge...