Great Tang Southern Emperor

"It's so beautiful, how did you make it?"

"It's so beautiful, I really want to have even one."

"I'm afraid this is much more exquisite than the most exquisite jade plate."

"How did you get the pattern on it? It's amazing."

"..."

The people under him are also very face-saving, and they sent all kinds of praises without hesitation. On the one hand, Abra has gained a lot of prestige over the years, and on the other hand, the porcelain is indeed extremely exquisite, which dazzled many people. There was a hint of envy in his eyes unconsciously.

"It's not just these, everyone, look at what I'm wearing." Abra saw that everyone's eyes were attracted by the porcelain, and he even took off his clothes to show off, revealing the silk he was wearing—indeed It is draped, just like the clothes worn by the ancient Greeks, with neither sleeves nor buttons, but the ancient Greeks still knew how to cut the cloth to fit their body.

But Abra didn't even cut the silk, but just wrapped a whole piece of silk around his body in a mess-you must know that a piece of silk is several feet long, and he hung it all on his body. Don't feel too panicked.Clothes are not like clothes, and cloaks are not like cloaks. They are really crowned with monkeys, which is ridiculous and generous.

Especially when he was wearing—let's just call it wearing, especially because the silk he was wearing was still purple in color, against his black skin, it was ugly no matter how you looked at it.

It's just a pity that such a beautiful silk was ruined by him like this. It's really a pity. If the weaver who weaves the silk knows the fruits of her hard work, and is ruined by the natives in this way, I don't know if she will die of anger?

However, the indigenous nobles at this time did not look at Abra at all. They were all attracted by the beautiful colors of the silk, and everyone exclaimed.

"My God, please forgive me for being disrespectful to you. Is this the clothes worn by God?"

"Such a gorgeous color, such an exquisite fabric, is such a beautiful fabric really given by God?"

"Dear Chief, I wonder if you still have this fabric? I am willing to use jade of the same quality (I don't know what the currency in Luzon is at this time. But in the planning of this book, the Luzon natives at this time did not have the knowledge smelting technology, so forget about gold, let’s use jade instead), come to exchange a piece of cloth like this with you, I wonder if you would like it?”

"Jade of the same quality? Your price is too low. I am willing to exchange it with jade of the same volume."

"Hmph, you are all too petty, Great Chief, I am willing to exchange a piece of jade mine with you for a piece of cloth like this. I don't know what you want?"

"..."

Seeing that the people below are scrambling for silk, and the bids are getting higher and higher, but Abra shook his head and said: "No, no, I don't have much of this kind of fabric, and there is only one piece of each color. I don’t want any color missing from my collection, it’s really a great pity.”

"This..." one of the little chiefs asked suddenly: "Then chief, since you don't want to sell it to us, can you tell us where you got the cloth and plates from?"

The eyes of the others also brightened, and they asked, "That's right, Great Chief, where did you get this thing from? Since you don't want to sell it to us, then we can go and get it ourselves."

"That's exactly what I want to say." A gleam of treachery flashed in Abra's eyes: "These things are indeed not made by ourselves. This is a caravan from afar, and they are treasures dedicated to me."

"Caravan?" The chief's eyes flashed, and he whispered: "In other words, in their caravan, there are more gifts like this?"

"Sigh~"

Everyone gasped, their eyes could not help showing greedy light, if it is as the chief guessed, the caravan must have more treasures than these, I am afraid they will have even more precious treasures - without that caravan Will dedicate his most precious treasure to others...

How good would it be if all these things belonged to me?

This is the common thought of all the chiefs and nobles at this moment.

"What Momoda said is exactly what I want to say." Abra's voice became more and more gloomy: "Since it is a caravan, and it is still a caravan with so many treasures, if they are not kept here It is God's greatest punishment for us."

A nobleman below couldn't wait: "Great Chief, just tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Yes, we all listen to the chief, and you can give the order, chief."

"We will do whatever the chief tells us to do, and we will obey you."

"..."

"Very good, what I mean is..." Abra glanced around: "Everyone go back, gather your own warriors, we form a coalition, and try to take advantage of the time when the caravan is not paying attention. Kill everyone, then I will take [-]% of all the goods, and the remaining [-]% will be distributed according to your contribution and contribution, what do you think?"

"We have no opinion on the distribution, but chief, this is just a caravan. Is such a large battle necessary?" Someone raised a question: "If all our warriors add up, there are more than 10 people. , that’s just a caravan, is it worth fighting with so many people?”

"Of course it's not necessary." Abra gave the man a cold look: "To be honest, it's just a caravan. You don't need to take action at all. Our Tuja tribe alone can eat them in one fell swoop. The question is whether you want to If anyone is unwilling to send troops, of course I have no objection, and even the rest of the people will raise their hands to welcome them, because if there is one less tribe, there will be one less person to fight with him, and he will be able to get an extra spoil of war... Do any of you want to quit?"

"..." Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads, what joke?Even if there is no credit for sending troops, you can still have a sip of soup, but if you don't send troops, not only will you not get anything, but you will even anger the chief, so the gain outweighs the loss.Not only do we have to send out troops, but we also have to send out a lot of soldiers. Except for the housekeepers, all the troops have to be sent out.

Chapter 585 Wooden Sword and Clothes

Chapter Fifty: Wooden Sword and Clothes

Abra stood up vigorously: "Very well, let's do this. Everyone go back and prepare. We will try to complete the assembly within three days."

"Yes."

"Report!" Just as all the nobles and chiefs were about to leave, a small soldier rushed in: "Great chief, they sent people here again for the merchants we drove away yesterday."

"What? They still dare to come?" Abra raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "Everyone, don't leave in a hurry and let's see together, what the hell are they doing?"

"Yes." Everyone had nothing to do, and quickly sat back in their seats, just in time to see what those mysterious merchants looked like.

"Zhehe, envoy of the Tang Dynasty, has met Chief Abra." It was Zhehe who came in first. At this time, he was wearing a scholar's robe of the Tang Dynasty, and with his thin and swarthy body, although he looked a bit like a monkey. It looks like a crown, but no matter how you wear a monkey crown, on the whole, it is much better than Abra directly wearing silk on his body.

"Don't talk about this first, tell me first, what's the matter with your clothes? Why are they so beautiful?" Looking at Zhehe's well-dressed clothes, and then looking at himself... I couldn't help feeling a little inferiority in my heart, but more It's still jealousy—this is one of the reasons why Abra was so arrogant yesterday. The Tang envoy's dress was so handsome, which made Abra feel inferior and jealous from the bottom of his heart.

Especially the sneer that flashed in the eyes of the envoy from the Tang Dynasty after seeing their clothes made Abra even more ashamed and indignant. Breaks everyone's legs and throws them out.

"This was given to me by our adults." Orhe caressed the clothes on his body, and carefully smoothed out a wrinkle on his waist——God, when did he wear such beautiful clothes?

You must know that in the past, Origa's main role was to lead the exploration team to search for resources or familiarize themselves with the terrain. Most of the time he spent time shuttling through the forest, wearing more leather armor or clothes made of linen. Origa was only envious of the silk she was wearing, at most she was just thinking about how she would look in silk clothes, never thinking that she would be able to wear such clothes one day.

But just this morning, when Liu Lie appeared in front of him with this suit, Zhehe was shocked, and then he was full of satisfaction. He only felt that if he could have such a day in his life, even if he didn't Baihuo, even if he died immediately, he was willing to die, so Liu Rengui asked to send him as an envoy to the Tuzha tribe, and he agreed without even thinking about it.

"If the chief is willing, I can ask the tailor on the ship to make a suit for the chief." Seeing that the chief saw something wrong with his eyes, Origa immediately changed his words.

After all, he is the young chief of a tribe, and the Zhehe tribe was once a vassal tribe of the Tuja tribe. He also met Abra once, and knew a little about Abra's nature, and he was a deeply jealous patient.He doesn't allow others to have something better than himself, if he finds out that someone has something better than his own, or someone is better than himself, he will snatch that thing back immediately and kill the person who has more cultivation than himself.

Therefore, after the small tribes below got good things, they either dedicated them to Abra, or they hid them in some unknown place.

"That's unnecessary." There was a hint of ferocity in Abra's eyes.

"Wait a minute." Just as Abra was about to order Zhehe's clothes to be taken over, the chief of a small tribe suddenly said, "I think you look familiar? You are also from Luzon, right?"

"Yes sir, I used to be Origa, the young chief of the Origa tribe, but a few days ago, the Origa tribe was raided by the Akara tribe, and the Origa tribe perished. Thanks to the help of the adults from Datang, I survived Now I’m working for Datang.” Orhe said bluntly.

There is nothing to hide about this point. Orhe is originally an aborigine, and this can be seen at a glance. Besides, the Orhe tribe is also one of the vassals of the Tuja tribe, and Orhe is a famous warrior. Abra still has a little impression Yes, heard the words suddenly said: "Zhehe, so it was you, I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect that you are not only alive, but also doing things for Datang... By the way, where is Datang?"

"Datang is a country in the west... It is similar to a tribe, but the area is much larger than that of a tribe." There is no such thing as a country on Luzon Island, and Zhehe was afraid that he would not understand it, so he changed it. statement.

"Impossible? To the west of us is the ocean, and there is no country at all."

"That's right, Origa, you are also a famous warrior, and now you are telling lies."

"Orhe, what benefit did Tang give you? So that you speak so exaggeratedly?"

"Just for a piece of clothing, you brag like this, where's your integrity?"