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The white clouds are long, the grass is green, and the wind blows, setting off waves of blue ripples.
The sky seems to have been washed carefully, and it is blue and refreshing.
The air is filled with the unique after-rain fragrance of the grassland, which is refreshing.
The end of the sky is a line of blue and green, soft and clear.
In the boundless blue, there are clusters of cotton-like white squirming - three or five rugged prairie warriors riding horses, waving long whips in their hands and shouting loud trumpets to drive the sheep.
Suddenly, a menacing team rushed out from the depths of the grassland, and the dull sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance.
A warrior wearing animal skins took the lead: he wore a wide brim and a beard, his feet stared at the saddle, he leaned forward and straddled the horse, holding the reins with one hand and waving the whip frequently, with joy and joy in his eyes. anxious.
"Drive!" The leading man dismounted and his horse neighed, widening the distance between him and the dark crowd behind him again.
The horse¡¯s long mane and the man¡¯s loose black hair are fluttering in the wind, and the man and the horse look wild and unruly.
????????? A rider came running towards me, a few feet away, he turned over and dismounted, and knelt down on one knee.
The man reined in the reins, and the warriors who came after him stopped behind him, and no one took a step forward.
"What's the matter?" The man's voice was as loud as a bell, full of energy.
"I'm sorry, Ke Dun is about to give birth!"
The black horse was like an arrow leaving the string, passing by the kneeling people with a "swish" sound, and ran forward.
There were clearly still three days left before the day the witch doctor deduced. He led his men and horses to wipe out the small rebel group as quickly as possible, and drove back day and night, but it was still too late.
The man ran unimpeded all the way to the outside of the big tent before jumping off the horse. The grassland people gathered outside the tent knelt on one knee and put their right fists on their hearts: "See the Great Khan."
Only six people just bowed and saluted and shouted: "Great Khan."
There were screams of pain in the tent, and the man's eyes showed a delicate and caring look that was very inconsistent with his appearance. When he came to the big tent, he was blocked by the witch doctor: "Khan, my wife is giving birth, you can't go in."
The man¡¯s eyes flashed, and in an instant his gaze turned into a sharp sword.
The witch doctor shivered and stepped aside. The man snorted coldly and stepped into the tent.
A loud cry was heard, and the man rushed to the bed: "Sister, how are you?"
The woman twitched her lips hard when she saw the person coming, and her dark temples were wet with sweat and stuck to her face. His face was also extremely pale, but his clear eyes could not hide the aura inside even though they were weak.
The woman called out in a low voice: "Profuse sweat." Just two words revealed a gentleness that did not belong to the grassland.
The tall man simply knelt on one knee by the bed and held the woman's face, clumsily wiping the sweat from her face. The rough fingers are in sharp contrast to the delicate skin: "I came back late."
"Great Khan, are you a son or a daughter?"
The man just glanced at her lightly and replied: "It's our son, our first son."
A relieved smile broke out on the woman's face, and she closed her eyes weakly. The man was surprised at first and sniffed before he felt relieved and pulled the animal skin blanket for her.
Wen Po bathed the baby tremblingly, thinking: It's obviously a girl, why do you say it's a boy?
After finishing taking care of it, Po Wen wrapped the child and handed it to the man. She met the man¡¯s stern gaze and was so frightened that she lowered her head and stepped aside silently.
The man held the swaddling clothes with one hand, took a look at it, and then wrapped the baby's lower body tightly with the animal skin, leaving only his delicate and flat chest exposed. The baby cried uncontrollably from the pain of the animal skin on his father's body.
"Witch doctor!"
The witch doctor held a foot-long gold needle and knelt in front of the man: "The villain is here."
"The Thorny Wolf King."
"yes."
The baby¡¯s cries became louder and louder, and his chest was quickly covered with blood drops. There was a hint of pity in the man's eyes. Although the tattoo on the baby's body was a must for the prairie people, he could not help but feel distressed when he became a father for the first time. However, he just coaxed clumsily: "Prairie warriors bleed but do not shed tears. Don't cry. ."
How can a little baby understand his father's language? The cries grew louder.
Fortunately, the Wolf King tattoo was finally done half an hour later. The witch doctor grabbed a handful of plant ash and sprinkled it on the baby's chest, and the bleeding quickly stopped.
The man glanced at Wenpo and said, "Just wait for Ketun in the tent. I will send someone to take you back to the south after a while."
The mother-in-law knelt on the ground as if she had been granted amnesty: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
&nLu returned to the grassland to take over the throne from his father and bury the first Khan. It took another five years to lead the Plow Division to become one of the three major tribes again.
The Tuba tribe was afraid of this young "tiger", so they took the initiative to cede three pieces of fertile pasture and proposed that the two families get married and reconcile.
After deliberation, the six Tuogu ministers agreed to the peace negotiation of Tuba tribe, but Sukhbalu missed his wife in the south all the time, and despite his objections, he took a few confidants to find Furong.
At that time, Furong had become an out-and-out ¡®old girl¡¯, and the kind-hearted peasant couple also died of illness because they could not bear the rumors in the village.
Sukhbalu made a solemn oath in front of the grave that he would live up to Furong in this life, so the previous scene happened.
The strange thing is that even though there is little contact between the north and the south, the grassland people have a deep-rooted prejudice against the "southern people". The six Tuogu ministers have high prestige and hold heavy troops. For the long-term plan, Sukhbalu can only wrong his daughter.
And he was thinking: He and his wife are still young and they will have a son soon. By then, it is not a bad idea to restore the daughter's identity when the deal is done. The grassland tribes are not as pedantic as the southerners, and the treatment of the daughter will not be worse than that of the son.
In this way, Qi Yan Agula became the first contemporary prince of the Plow Tribe under the control of his father as soon as he was born, and was given the Wolf King Totem
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