Chapter 2005 Political Tasks and Family Chats
Ajin's tribe sent gifts, and other tribes saw it and decided to send gifts too.
Our lives have gotten better, and we can't watch others suffer!
The team stopped to rest, and Brailuo's tribesmen ate fried noodles soaked in hot broth.
Fires were lit one after another, and the tribesmen gathered around to keep warm.
"Ajin, you said you were going to the Tang Dynasty, and were you caught?" Brailuo asked in a low voice.
He saw the Tang Dynasty troops around him and knew at a glance that someone had copied the military coats and sold them to him, but he was reluctant to buy them.
A group of people wearing military coats, is it a matter of buying or copying? Obviously they belong to the regular army.
"Do I look like I've been captured? My tribe was covered by heavy snow, and they arrived just in time to dig out our stuff.
They had already taken in six tribes before, you should have seen them all, they said they were going to the Tang Dynasty, we saw there was no other way, let's go!
As a result, you see, we eat meat every meal, three meals a day.
The ones wearing different clothes are the Yulin Flying Cavalry, the private army of His Majesty the Tang Dynasty, so powerful!"
Ajin said a few more words to persuade Brailuo to go with him.
Otherwise, he would definitely not say much, you follow us, and we will consume more things on the way.
The farmers of Lijiazhuangzi agreed to exchange things in the royal city to ensure food for the return trip first.
"Are they all?" Brailuo asked when he saw people from other tribes.
"Earlier than me, you guys are so flustered, look at us, are we different?"
Ajin saw that the state of Brailuo's tribesmen was too bad.
Looking at them, he couldn't be happy, and they were not enemies.
Others were sad and upset, just like when he hadn't met the Lijiazhuangzi team.
I don't know how to live in the future, how many tribesmen will die.
"We will be slaves in the Tang Dynasty?" Brailuo squeezed out a "川" character between his eyebrows.
"Where are the slaves? In the past, there was a place to live. They didn't want slaves, but common people.
Are you going? If you go, I will find them and tell them to count you in. There must be enough food for the return trip.
Look at my hands, they are whiter than yours, and I used soap and skin cream.
The cracked part of my thumb was wrapped with their tape. Look at my shoes, grass, Ula grass.
This grass can be softened with a stick and then padded in the shoes. It's warm."
Ajin persuaded from the side, he didn't want his lifesaver to miss the opportunity.
Brailuo has already felt the difference. The people of other tribes are relaxed, and they have nothing to do with the pain after the disaster.
Especially the children, they open their eyes wide to watch the excitement, and their noses don't run and sniffle back.
The old man used his free time to weave things with the women. Is that Ula grass? Isn't it hard? It will be soft after a beating?
In addition, there are too many horses, eating the grass carried on the sled.
As the torches flickered, his tribe and the other tribe seemed to be in different worlds.
The people of Burailuo did not think much about it. The fried noodles stirred with broth were delicious. After a bite, they were not so cold.
Burailuo had been hesitating. He had been accustomed to the current way of life. He could not make up his mind to give up the land he owned and go to a strange place.
Fan Fan was sending a telegram. He didn't care what time it was. It was a major event. There were more than a thousand people.
Li Yi did not sleep. When he got the news, he was drawing the renderings of the Martyrs' Cemetery. The current one was not good enough.
The Martyrs' Cemetery is not a lonely grave. It should be sunny, grand, majestic and heavy.
"It would be best if there were scooters for children to play in it.
Adults can't. It's the nature of children to play. In the Martyrs' Cemetery, the laughter of children is the expectation of the martyrs.
Fortunately, there is no sound now, and there will be no square dance or anything like that.
The elderly try to reflect their value through their own labor. Their existence is status."
Li Yi told Princess Yongmu his thoughts.
"Aren't old people afraid of hurting themselves when dancing?" Princess Yongmu had never seen square dancing, and she thought that dancing was difficult for the elderly.
"It's just playing music, beating the drums hard, then taking two steps to the left, three steps to the right, and then moving the left foot forward and the right foot to form a cross step.
It has nothing to do with age, it's about personality. Including a group of people of different ages who sing while stretching their necks while walking next to other people's houses at night.
Their purpose is not to exercise themselves, but to prove their existence through this behavior, forcing others to identify and accept it.
They are showing themselves, and as for other people's little babies being scared and crying, it is not within their consideration."
Li Yi said with a helpless expression, and then became happy again. This is the Tang Dynasty, and no one can do that.
Princess Yongmu shook her head: "Li Lang is bluffing me, how can there be such a shameless person? Where is his morality?
Oh! Children playing in the Martyrs' Cemetery should pay attention to the time and temperature, so as not to get sick."
"Arrange staff, deal with the child's excessive sweating quickly. Otherwise, if he gets sick, he will think that there are unclean things in the Martyrs' Cemetery."
Li Yi agreed with this proposal. As for the problem of disturbing the people, it lies in law enforcement. The inaction of law enforcement departments is the root cause.
"Telegram, host, I translated it for you! Another tribe, more than a thousand people, avalanche, Fan Fan asked what to do!"
The small robot next to it suddenly received a message. It can also receive telegrams, but it doesn't take a second to translate.
"Call back and ask the farmers and Yulin flying cavalry to tell them about the daily life of Li's farm. Don't exaggerate, tell the truth. It's a pity that Hao Lingquan is not there."
Li Yi thought of an individual, General Hao Lingquan Hao, and a large number of tribes in Tubo. Because of his existence, they all joined the warm family.
Next time, Hao Lingquan should be sent to Bohai, hoping to bring back more people.
Fan Fan received the order and summoned Yu Lin Feiqi to go and do some homework.
Use all your strength to praise the old man for his strong bones, praise the man for being strong and energetic, praise the child for being well-behaved and sensible, praise other people's wives... for being virtuous.
Burailuo's tribe was embarrassed by the praise, thinking that these Feather Flying Riders were good people.
Fan Fan took out a candy bar from his pocket and said to Cebreiro's youngest son: "There are more than a thousand people, which is not found in ordinary Zhuangzi in the Tang Dynasty. Only Dongzhu Li's Zhuangzi is okay."
"Li Yi...what's Li Dongzhu like in Zhuangzi?" Boleiluo asked following the words, he was curious.
Everyone talks about Li Yi. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Li Jia Zhuangzi is great. How great is it? Also eating three meals a day? Can you see the meat?
"What... Sigh! I get angry when I mention it. We Yulin Feiqi live with His Majesty in Lijiazhuangzi, along with some people from the Sixteenth Guards."
Fan Fan said and punched his thigh hard with his fist, with a look of hatred on his face.
"He treats you badly? You can only eat one meal a day sometimes? You can't even eat meat?"
Brelo is very concerned about how many meals others eat a day and whether they have meat. It seems that three meals plus meat is the most beautiful life.
“It’s just the food aspect that makes me irritated. I cook dozens of dishes at a time and choose them at will. Sometimes I’m not allowed to go back if I make the wrong choice.
Then throw away the leftovers, put them in big buckets, and discard them one after another.
For example, people in Zhangjia Village nearby are much better. They generally eat six dishes and can basically finish them all, with less emptying. "
Fan Fan said sadly, accusing Lijiazhuang of having too many dishes to choose from and throwing them away.