The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 298
Seeing the old barbarian king kicking his legs and closing his eyes, and driving west, the pretty young woman yelled "I am Di Lang" heart-piercingly, and threw herself on the old barbarian king, wiping away tears, with a sad expression and a sad voice. sad.

Sha Moke symbolically called "Royal Father", walked up to him, put his hands on the shoulders of the pretty young woman, and said softly, "Little lady, my condolences have changed, and my father has passed away."

The pretty young woman gave a "woo hoo", turned her head and threw herself into Sha Moke's arms, weeping in grief.

Looking at the pretty young woman who was "crying with joy", Cheng Yuanzhi curled his lips and said to himself:
"This old guy has a deep prejudice against the Han people, and death is not a pity! It's a pity that he can't see the scene where his little wife finds a new love before his bones are cold. But it seems that there is nothing wrong with this move. The barbarians already have parents. The tradition of succession after death. After the death of the father, as long as the son wishes, he can inherit all the inheritance... including wives and concubines."

Thinking so, Cheng Yuanzhi still hummed "Green green green...green green...green green green, green green green green...green green green", turned around and Shi Shiran walked out the door.

avoid arousing suspicion.

Sha Moke hugged the pretty young woman's waist, comforted her for a while, then turned her head, looked at Cheng Yuanzhi at the door, and said coldly: "Your guest just hummed a song, are you laughing at my father?"

Cheng Yuanzhi immediately shook his head and said solemnly: "Absolutely not! This is the custom of our Han people. Whenever a respected elder passes away, we usually use this sad and euphemistic tune to mourn him..."

Although this explanation was serious and flawless, Sha Moke still felt that it was not a good thing to say, but it was not good to continue to entangle this matter, so he changed the subject and said:
"Since the honored guest does not want to reveal his identity, I will address him as Cui Zhi from now on, is that okay?"

"Naturally." Cheng Yuanzhi nodded, "Your Majesty wants to take care of the funeral, and Cui will resign."

Turn around and leave.

Sha Moke quickly let go of the pretty young woman, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Wait a minute!"

Cheng Yuanzhi stopped in his tracks and turned around in doubt: "What else is your Majesty doing?"

Shamoko waved his hand: "I was too busy talking to my father just now, and I forgot to talk about the business. Is there any way, sir, to help me unify the Southern Barbarians?"

After a pause, Shamoke explained: "When my father was there, the Twelve Creeks barely obeyed orders. Now that my father is dead, I have no good strategy to unify the twelve tribes except for conquest by force."

"If force is used, it is inevitable that people will die. The people who die are all members of my clan. This king really can't bear it... I hope that the honored guest can teach me a better way."

"That's it..." Cheng Yuanzhi pondered for a while: "Why don't you invite all the leaders of the twelve clans here in the name of the funeral, and then..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his knife and waved it: "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!"

Simple violence, one step to the stomach!
Hearing this, Shamoke shook his head and said, "Didn't your honored guest regard us barbarians as fools? At this moment, if I only invited you for this matter, the leaders of the twelve clans would never dare to come in person, and they must send their cronies instead." Come, this plan won't work."

No way, when did barbarians become so smart and witty?I always thought that all the barbarians were reckless...

It seems that this old concept is true...

Cheng Yuanzhi felt a toothache when he thought of what he had eaten on Shamoke.

But he had to help Shamoke with his advice.

So my brain turned sharply and I meditated.

After a while, my heart moved, I snapped my fingers and shouted: "I have it!"

"Your Majesty, why don't you invite the other eleven patriarchs to gather here in the name of mourning, and choose a new barbarian king by means of a martial arts competition to fight against Sun Quan. If this is the case, they will definitely flock here."

Sha Moke shook his head, waved his hands and said: "I thought it was a good idea, this move is not right, if one of them wins in the end, then I won't be the king who I have won?"

Cheng Yuanzhi smiled and said: "That depends on the king's ability. Instead of just being the king of the clan, why not give it a go and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!"

Sha Moke was taken aback: "What is a bicycle? What is a motorcycle?"

"That's not important!" Cheng Yuanzhi waved his hand: "What's important is that I am sure that the king will win!"

Shamoke was overjoyed when he heard this: "Oh? What are you going to do?"

Cheng Yuanzhi stepped forward and whispered: "It must be so, so, so..."

After hearing the detailed plan, Sha Moke glanced at him, and suddenly shuddered, with a look of fear on his face: "You Han people are too scary..."

Cheng Yuanzhi smiled slightly, and said humbly: "I dare not take it for the prize."

He said so on the lips, but he thought proudly in his heart: "Perhaps I am not as good as you when I am playing smart, but in terms of tricks, I can beat you eighteen blocks!"

According to the plan, Shamoko sent letters to other tribes to inform them of the death of the old barbarian king, and claimed that a new barbarian king would be selected through a "three-level competition".

If the winner is not Thasamoko, he is willing to take the winner as the leader.

Everywhere the news came, all the barbarians were in an uproar.

The tradition of "three-pass contest" has a long history in the barbarians. This method was first used to adjudicate disputes. Later, when two men competed for a woman, the "three-pass contest" was used to determine the winner. , Embracing the beauty.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time that the "Three Levels Competition" is used to determine the ownership of the Barbarian King.

After the leaders of the eleven departments heard the news, they were all gearing up and eager to try.Only Kua Yagu, the leader of the Chenxi tribe, thought otherwise.

At this moment, in the bamboo building of the Chenxi Tribe, Kua Yagu was pacing back and forth in the tent, meditating silently. His four brothers, Kua Nagu, Kua Chagu, Kua Nagu, and Kuabagu were all waiting by the side, their eyes fixed on each other. Stare at him.

At this time, a person walked in outside the tent.Kwa Yagu raised his head and saw that he was a trusted aide, so he asked, "How, have you made it clear, is that Han Sugai willing to surrender to me?"

The confidant said: "Big leader, he doesn't want to surrender."

Kua Yagu sighed with disappointment on his face, and said, "Then, have you found out the origin of that Han man in Xiongxi?"

The confidant nodded: "I heard that Cui Zhi, the prefect of Xiangyang in the Great Wei Dynasty, is quite strategic! Last time, he led more than a hundred people to defeat Sun Quan's five hundred elite soldiers, and none of them were injured."


Kua Yagu walked back and forth, pondering: "From this point of view, the proposal of this three-pass martial arts competition was determined by this person, and we have to be cautious. However, Han people have always been arrogant and often regard our people as reckless. I don’t know that my people have been able to read and write, study scriptures and classics in the past 200 years, and they have already been as intelligent as the Han people, or even worse. His strategy may be useful to the Han people, but to my family... Hahaha..."

The brothers laughed in unison.

After laughing, Kua Yagu continued: "Hey! I'm sure Samoko thinks he's sure to win. We should prepare well and give him a surprise!"

"Brother is right, this is the barbarian king, and it must be Big Brother!" The four brothers nodded and flattered each other.

The confidant at the side suddenly interjected: "Boss, even though Sugai didn't want to surrender, he promised to help us, but..."

"But what?"

Kua Yagu was overjoyed when he heard the words, and waved his hand, "What request does he have? Tell me quickly!"

A friend said: "He has two requests in total. One is to remove the chains on him immediately, and the other is to help him find an eight-year-old Han Chinese child. According to him, the child looks very ugly."

"An ugly eight-year-old Han Chinese kid?"

What kind of gods and ghosts are asking for this... Kua Yagu couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously turned around to exchange glances with the four younger brothers, but saw the four younger brothers shaking their heads in unison, not knowing why.Then he said:

"Okay, the leader will agree to his conditions, untie the chain immediately, and send people to search for the Han child!"

The confidant promised, and was about to turn around and leave when he stopped suddenly: "Boss, he said that this is only a request for one battle, if the big boss wants him to play in all three games, he will have to... need to add a lot of money. "

Hearing this, Kua Yagu suddenly lost his temper.

Although he lives in the south, he often deals with Han people. He has never seen such a shameless Han people who set prices on the ground. He couldn't help shouting:
"Add more money? Believe it or not, the leader will kill him now?"

(End of this chapter)