I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 323 There Really Was This Time

Himiko, who had poured it away for the first time, began to return the pot, and at the same time, the maidservants put all kinds of dried fruits and snacks into exquisite and elegant porcelain plates and put them on the desks of everyone.

Ju Luohou, Mo Huba and Suo Nu looked at each other, looking at the colorful refreshments, they couldn't tell how to eat them, they couldn't even recognize them.

In fact, they are doing the right thing.

Some of the refreshments served need to be spit out, such as candied fruit, fried melon seeds, wine dates, and soft pears; some can be eaten directly with hands, such as mung bean cakes, crisp sugar sticks, bee cakes, and ring incense cakes;

Some need to use chopsticks or spoons, such as steamed dumplings, caramelized siu mai, pine nut goose oil rolls, ghee soaked snails...

Faced with these crystal clear, small and exquisite snacks, the envoys wanted to eat them, but were also afraid of making a fool of themselves.

Then I saw the Han people on the opposite side eating whatever they wanted, and Himiko seemed to be very used to making tea, and his inferiority complex was like a surging tide in an instant, and it was out of control.

There is a difference between people!

At this time, they no longer had the courage to try to fight for an equal posture, so they could only imitate the appearance of the Han people like the soil turtles, and taste those delicacies clumsily.

However, after tasting the taste, I was surprised at first, and then lost and inferiority that was more difficult to hide.

Seeing their reactions, Old Dong couldn't help but keep the corners of his mouth upturned, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart: he actually didn't understand half of the tea ceremony.

But he understands human nature and psychology.

In fact, after the whole scene is pua, which is to use one's own material wealth to create a highland of cultural self-confidence-as long as the material attraction is in place, the rest is an aura that is hidden but not exposed.

Himiko engaged in such a process, can it really make the tea taste better?

The answer is yes.

But the degree of good taste has only improved a little bit.

The real intention is to express to others: everything I do is reasonable, has cultural connotations, and abides by the rules.

You do not understand, do not understand?

now it's right.

This proves that you are a poor, vulgar, and inexperienced bumpkin—since you are a bumpkin, you have no guts, no courage, and you can only follow my ass...

Finally, Himiko finished sharing the tea, and the maids politely brought it to Ju Luohou, Mo Huba and Suo Nu's table: "Please use it slowly."

A miraculous scene appeared: they didn't even know how to drink tea.

If it weren't for the performance just now, with the momentum they just came in, they would drink it without hesitation, and even feel hot.

But after doing this, they quietly observed the reactions of other people, seeing that generals like Zhao Yun, Yu Jin, and Wenpin could only take a sip of cool air before putting their hearts back into their stomachs.

But then they saw Jia Huli fiddle with the tea lid twice, skimming off a little tea foam; and Zhou Yu, who was bored, flicked the teacup to cover his sleeves before drinking, they began to be dumbfounded.

At this time, Old Dong said with a smile: "Everyone, why don't you drink it?... This tea is just a joy of life for the Han people, but it is a good medicine for you and others."

"Medicine?..." Ju Luohou looked at the clear tea with a pleasant fragrance, and asked doubtfully, "Why is this a medicine again?"

"King Zuo Xian didn't know something. Tea has the effects of dredging the veins, clearing the intestines, moistening the bowels, clearing the liver and improving eyesight. The first time I took tea was for medicinal purposes."

The fool Sima Yi went online again, and said: "But the Han people eat more rice and less milk and meat, and the poison accumulated in the body is less."

"Even so, we still need to drink tea for health care and conditioning, so that we can calm down and prolong our lives."

Looking at Old Dong with a smile, he said: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Dad, maybe you can see that he has actually passed the year of knowing his destiny?"

At this moment, Ju Luohou and Suo Nu quickly said something to Mo Huba. Mo Huba looked at the black-haired and energetic old Dong in shock, and then replied something.

Old Dong didn't understand Xianbei, but he could guess how old they were when they asked 'Zhi Tian Ming'.

So he smiled lightly, revealing his white and strong teeth.Said that this year's physical vitality is very strong, the teeth are strong, and the taste is delicious.

At this time, the three of them looked at the water in the small teacup, their eyes were no longer solemn, but devout and fiery.Carefully took a sip, as if drinking it would have magical powers.

And Lao Dong has no doubts about the charm of tea.

In history, it can allow a down-and-out woman on the other side of the earth to drink an afternoon tea even if she has nothing to eat; it can make the man of the other party earn a large amount of silver by taking his life as a pirate. Buy.

Even in the long history of China, the Han people used it to coerce nomads outside the Great Wall; also because of its embargo, wars broke out with tens of millions of casualties.

If I take it out hundreds of years in advance, there is naturally no problem.

After all, he is really useful!

Especially in the bitterly cold frontier areas, nomads need to consume a lot of milk and beef and mutton.These foods are very high in calories, and there are no vegetables to match them.

Excessive fat is not easy to decompose in the human body, and it will naturally cause some diseases. At least the probability of constipation in the toilet is much higher than that of the Han people.

And tea can not only decompose fat, but also improve the diet structure of nomads. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best and most targeted health care product.

After being deeply brainwashed, the three of them took a sip to taste the taste, and then drank it all in one gulp.Then, regardless of face, she took the initiative to ask the maid to refill the tea for them.

"Guests, please don't do this. The old man actually invented a drinking method, which should be more suitable for your taste." After speaking, Old Dong waved his hand, signaling Himiko to continue to act aggressively.

But don't pretend too much, after all, after too long, these guys may react.

Then, Himiko boiled milk, added sugar, and made tea, and mixed it into three cups of family-style milk tea with complete color, aroma, and taste, and poured it into a silver tea bowl: "Three, please taste it slowly."

And this upgraded version of the thing can make all the women in Lao Dong's era happy, and it is not difficult to conquer the three soil turtles.

Sure enough, compared to the clear tea just now, milk tea is more suitable for the taste of Xianbei people, after all, it has added sugar.

This seasoning that can make the soul scream is a need engraved in human genes.As long as it is a human being, even a baby will be extremely thirsty.

The three of them drank the milk tea in one gulp, their eyes were so excited that stars were shining, and then they couldn't help thanking Old Dong: "Xiangguo misses us, and it is really an honor for us Xianbei people to give such a sweet and delicious drink."

"I wish to be grateful to Xiangguo forever and ever, and may the heaven, earth, sun, moon and the gods in the sky bless you forever!"

Seeing this scene, Yan Rou was completely dumbfounded. She couldn't figure out why the savage and brutal Xianbei people wanted to raise their clan to join them after drinking two cups of tea.

Are you saying that you only trust the knife in your hand?

Can't resist even two cups of tea?

In fact, Old Dong was also surprised, surprised that these three envoys were so easy to fool: Originally, I also prepared exquisite cooking, hot pot barbecue, and singing and dancing concerts, but if I couldn’t do it, I would give them a set of high-quality armor, swords and so on... …

I even thought about taking them to take a bath together, to give them a big back massage, to rub milk and salt, and to have a full-body massage on the soles of their feet, so as to fully experience the emperor-level one-stop service.

As a result, the main event was over before it even started.

"Five colors make people blind, five tones make people deaf, five flavors make people happy, galloping and hunting make people mad, rare goods make people walk..." Old Dong recited this passage from "Tao Te Ching" without hesitation, quite a bit emotion.

He wasn't worried that the three of them could understand.

Even Mo Huba, who had the highest cultural attainment, didn't even know how old "Knowing the Mandate of Heaven" was just now, but Yan Rou helped translate it.

It was over too soon, and Old Dong was a little bit dispirited, and he also understood why a woman who was dissatisfied with her desires was so disappointed and resentful when she saw her man.

But at this moment, the guard came in and reported with a strange expression: "Xiangguo, the envoy of Budugen is asking to see you."

Old Dong was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the sullen faces of the three, and couldn't help but waved his hands in embarrassment: "Uh... whoever let you in, this time there is no need."

The guard's face turned bitter, and he replied helplessly: "Xiangguo, this time there is really...Budugen's side, really sent an envoy."

"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 324 Where Are You Going, Dad

Old Dong had already guessed that Budugen would send envoys—even if Awei had already chopped off their envoy's brains before.

For a qualified politician, humiliation and the heads of envoys are nothing.

There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

At the critical moment of the decisive battle between Xianbei in the west and Xianbei in the middle, Bu Dugen could accept the third-party forces who could win over the victory, even if a few more envoys died or suffered some humiliation.

Because of this, Old Dong marched from Shangjun to Shuofang, making a big splash to show his presence.The purpose is to make the two parties notice themselves...

However, he never expected that Budugen's envoy would arrive at such a sensitive time.

"Xiangguo!" At this moment, Mo Huba finally remembered the purpose of coming this time, and said: "If Xiangguo agrees to help us in this battle, I can make a promise for Shanyu now, not only will I have friendly business with the big man , it will bring incalculable benefits to Xiangguo."

"Oh?..." Similarly, brazenness is also a skill that a qualified politician must master.Old Dong couldn't help but smiled slightly when he heard the words, and said, "Vice envoy and honored guest, you might as well speak more clearly."

Mo Huba and Ju Luohou looked at each other, and after the other party nodded in approval, they directly showed their cards and said: "Xiangguo, as long as the big man supports me this time, we will not only donate [-] cows and [-] sheep, You can also bow your head to the big man and throw yourself into the arms of the big man."

Old Dong couldn't help being annoyed when he heard the words, and said: "If the old man opens the trade between Han and Xianbei, do you think the old man will still be able to earn [-] cows and [-] sheep?"

"You guys really judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and you just want to use us like this. Haven't you ever thought that as long as the Han army is willing to intervene, it can completely influence the victory of this decisive battle?"

Right now, Anding, Beidi, Shangjun, and Shuofang are all the territory of the Han Dynasty, and they have been connected in the northern border counties. Not only have they pushed the alien forces north of the Great Wall, but they have also been pushed all the way to the northernmost end of the Yellow River.

The facts are indeed as what Old Dong said, as long as he is willing to recruit soldiers and horses from the four counties to fight, the snipe and the clam can fight and the fisherman will benefit.