Wen Qingzhu stood up and walked to him: "I only have a few of you now. Only by using this method can I get greater benefits!"
He Lai was stunned, but he still nodded: "I understand, I will learn slowly."
Seeing him like this, Wen Qingzhu couldn't bear it.
But thinking about what the Asang tribe did to Daqi, her heart suddenly hardened.
If we don't divide the forces within the Xiongnu now, and don't get rid of anyone who may contribute to Jieta, Daqi will definitely be in constant war in the future.
Even if they succeeded in resisting the Huns, they would probably pay a heavy price.
After the era of Emperor Shunde, there were already too many problems within Daqi. If the Huns rose, it would be a disaster for Daqi.
Wen Qingzhu told He Lai the plan in detail, and at the same time deduced ten possibilities and told He Lai the solution.
He Lai listened carefully and asked questions when he didn't understand. He was like a sponge, constantly absorbing what Wen Qingzhu taught him.
In the end, Wen Qingzhu felt that he had nothing to say, so he told him: "In short, everything will never change. Although this opportunity is very important, you feel that nothing can happen or be suspected. Xiaobei's martial arts is indeed powerful. But he’s not as smart as you.”
She looked at Feitian again: "He is also very powerful, but his best suit is escaping, so you are my hope for the future. If we can achieve the day we are looking forward to in the future, your position will be Juqu’s position to the second prince.”
He Lai heard how much she valued him, couldn't help but take a deep breath, nodded heavily and said: "I will try my best and remember your words."
"Well, let's go. There are few people in the city now and Juqu is not here. This is the opportunity to take action." Wen Qingzhu stepped aside and moved out of the way.
Since He Lai agreed to her, he would not hesitate, turned around and followed Feitian out.
They walked out of the door, and Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but call out to He Lai.
He looked back at Wen Qingzhu, waiting for her words.
After a moment of silence, Wen Qingzhu decided to ask: "If one day we become enemies, I hope you can still become the person you want to be, such as a general like Juqu."
He Lai laughed: "Sir, you are just kidding, I will always follow you."
Wen Qingzhu smiled and nodded, watching them leave.
Watch them open the door, walk out, and close the door.
When the surroundings became quiet, Wen Qingzhu lowered his head and murmured to himself: "Will you really follow me all the time?"
After He Lai left home, he flew away directly.
To be cautious, he first went to the Corpse Mansion, then came out with the gift and rode on horseback to the second chief of the Asang tribe.
When he arrived at the door, he showed his identity and explained his purpose of coming.
Soon a middle-aged man came out, a steward who often followed the second clan leader.
"Captain He Lai, why are you here?" The steward was slightly surprised. There was chaos outside the city. Why did He Lai come to the door at this time
He Lai smiled and said: "I am not the captain now. I am an ordinary follower of Master Xiaoshui. She can't leave now, so she asked me to come and visit you."
The steward hissed and thought for a moment.
This Master Xiaoshui is the focus of their investigation.
Unexpectedly, her people actually came to the door.
The person sent was still He Lai, whom they were all familiar with.
It seems that this mysterious Master Xiaoshui is quite powerful.
The steward welcomed him in with a smile on his face.
When He Lai followed in, he carefully observed the surroundings, thinking that with Feitian's ability, it would be very easy to sneak into this mansion.
As they walked along, they did not go to the lobby, but came to a side room.
Standing at the door, He Lai's gifts were taken over one by one.
He quietly looked around and found that it looked quiet here, but in fact it was heavily protected. It might not be easy to fly this time.
After going in, He Lai discovered that Zuolan and Yiremu were both here.
"Sit down." The old man in charge was very kind.
He Lai bowed before sitting down, and then expressed his purpose of coming: "Sir, my lord has been a little busy recently, and the situation is so complicated tonight. She just came back, so she couldn't come in person, so she sent me to check on you. "
"It's okay, I understand." The old man nodded.
He Lai looked at Zuolan and Yiremu opposite, feeling a little strange.
He knew that Yiremu was here in the left column.
At this time, Yiremu stood up: "Sir, I have brought the prince's words, so I will leave first."
"Why so fast? Don't you have a very good relationship with He Lai? He has just arrived, why don't you sit still for a while?" The old man was very kind and raised his hand for her to sit down.
Yiremu didn't speak, just looked at He Lai and found that he didn't say a word. He suddenly became angry and turned to the old man and said: "Sir, I'd better leave first! Some people's status is different from before. !”
The old man looked at He Lai thoughtfully, and Yiremu walked away without looking back.
Seeing that Yiremu was gone, He Lai was relieved.
Fortunately, it’s not too much to do this yourself.
After all, he had rejected Yiremu many times before, not least this time.
However, when Yiremu walked outside, he seemed to meet someone and bowed to that person respectfully.
Soon the steward came in with a man who was familiar to everyone.
"Sir Xiao Wu Zhu." The old man stood up immediately.
Zuo Lan and He Lai also stood up, and the person who came was none other than Wu Zhu's eldest disciple.
He was originally in a good mood, but when he saw He Lai here, his face suddenly dropped and he laughed self-deprecatingly: "I'm just a little Wu Zhu! I'm just a disciple of Master Wu Zhu!"
The old man looked at He Lai. Could it be that the people from Wuzhu Palace had any issues with Master Xiaoshui
While he was thinking, He Lai said quickly: "Don't be humble, little Wu Zhu. Master Wu Zhu cannot do history now, so you are just Xiao Wu Zhu."
"How dare you!" The eldest disciple rolled his eyes at He Lai.
The old man sat down facing him, and Zuolan quickly stood up to make way for him.
The eldest disciple was much more polite to Zuo Lan: "No, no, I came here today simply to take a look at the second clan leader."
It's a pity that the left column said in a calm tone: "You are Xiao Wu Zhu, I dare not go beyond the rules, so you should follow the rules."
The atmosphere at the scene was awkward for a while.
However, He Lai took the initiative to break the silence: "Xiao Wu Zhu should have been in the position, and Lord Zuolan also respects you."
"Ha." Zuo Column looked over instantly and sneered.
Seeing that Zuolan was actually hostile to He Lai, the old man finally lowered his voice: "Zuolan!"
After being warned, Zuo Column quickly lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.
Everyone finally sat down, and the eldest disciple complimented the old man very much.
The old man just said a few polite words, but he might as well treat He Lai cordially.
The eldest disciple was naturally aware of it. Originally, he just came and left.
But He Lai came before him and was still sitting there. He had some thoughts in his mind and decided to stay and take a look.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and no one spoke.
He Lai thought for a moment, but he couldn't delay it like this, so he took the initiative and said: "My master asked me to come here this time, but he also asked me to bring a message."
"What are you talking about?" The old man returned to his original kindness.
The eldest disciple next to him saw this and became increasingly angry. Without waiting for He Lai's reply, he interrupted in a cold voice: "What are you talking about? Is it possible that you are looking for an adult to do business?"
Now that I can establish a relationship with the Asan tribe, I basically have a channel for doing business, and I don’t have to worry about food and drink.
The old man glanced at this eldest disciple from the corner of his eyes and felt unhappy.
But for Wu Zhu's sake, he didn't say anything after all.
He Lai turned to look at the steward: "Can you bring in the gift I just brought and take a look?"
"Of course." The steward hurriedly went out.
Not long after, several exquisite toys came in.
But these toys are not ordinary toys, but various miniature weapons carved out of wood.
As soon as these things appeared, the eyes of everyone present became solemn.
He Lai took the initiative to explain: "These are the models that our Lord brought back from Da Qi. The Qi people are not as powerful as us, but when fighting, they often have the upper hand. The quality of the weapons actually has a great influence. Our Lord I really want to do business with the Asan tribe.”
The old man pondered for a long time and said slowly: "The Huns have no use for these weapons."
He Lai felt increasingly confident that the worst outcome would not occur.
He took the initiative to walk up, picked up a model of Xiujian, turned around and fired an arrow at the pillar.
Because the arrowhead was made of wood, it only left a shallow mark on the pillar.
The eldest disciple immediately burst out laughing: "What the hell! It's just a child's toy! It can still be taken seriously!"
As soon as he finished speaking, not only the old man didn't answer, but the left column didn't say anything either.
The most important thing is that they looked at the marks on the pillar with serious faces.
The eldest disciple looked at them in confusion. Did he say something wrong
Is this thing actually very powerful
He Lai ignored the eldest disciple at all, but turned to the old man and said: "Sir, you can see that such a small toy has such an effect. If it is really made and so convenient, it will kill people invisible. Qi people look down on us. The Huns were reckless, but we just didn't have better technology."
"How many years has your family been in Daqi?" The old man was not disgusted with people who went to Daqi, especially after King Zuo Xian came back.
He saw with his own eyes that King Zuo Xian supported the fourth prince with one hand.
He Lai replied: "I don't know about this, but we adults know Daqi fairly well. Although not as well as King Zuo Xian, she has unique insights into weapons!"
The old man was moved, but with such a great benefit, why not find the second prince
He looked at He Lai and asked, "If I remember correctly, the second prince accepted Master Xiaoshui."
He Lai shook his head: "Given the temperament of the second prince, what do you think my lord will become in the future? A young lady just died before, and my lord does not want to become a corpse like her."
Seeing the old man's move, He Lai came up with the last reason: "Besides, my master doesn't like Princess Attia."
The old man smiled and waved to the steward to prepare the roasted lamb.
After hearing his instructions, He Lai breathed a sigh of relief.
The second chief of the Asan tribe was better at lobbying than expected.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, when the roasted whole lamb was served, He Lai noticed something strange.
Thunderballs were buried in the roasted whole lamb.
The people who brought out the ingredients and side dishes filed in.
He Lai was very familiar with Feitian and spotted him coming in carrying a food box.
He took a deep breath and it seemed like it was now.
Soon, Feitian, disguised as a servant, came to the table. Just as he was preparing to go to the old man's side, the eldest disciple pointed to his food box and asked, "What's in this? Why are all the boxes so beautiful?"
He Lai's heart froze, this troublemaker.
Feitian ignored him and walked directly to the old man.
Open the box and take out a stack of exquisite snacks.
The old man and the steward didn't even talk about Feitian.
Just as he was about to open the second lid, thick smoke suddenly appeared outside.
There were shouts of "fire, fire" coming from outside.
At this time, the fire was very sensitive, and everyone almost stood up in unison.
Feitian's eyes suddenly darkened, and he opened the lid and found a pile of thunder bullets inside.