As for Qi Da and the other vulgar men, they all looked at the deer on the top of a mountain beam in the distance with bright eyes, and they were still quietly discussing whether they should rush over and get a few fat deer lambs to fight for tooth sacrifices.

Only Xu Zheng, this guy, had just the right sentence that made Zheng Shixing prosperous, but Duan Dagongzi, who was depressed because he didn't have a role, smiled appreciatively at this guy.

"Yes, yes, Childe, you are the champion of our Tang Dynasty, hurry up and have one, let these Qihu barbarians see what talent is." Xu Qing finally came back to his senses and hurriedly assisted Xu Zheng's sycophants on the side.

Next, those unstingy soldiers and ruffians also shouted blindly, although Duan Dagongzi felt a little tired of those vulgar sycophants, but as an excellent, extremely talented and outstanding young man, he still received everyone's praise with a smile.

"Pusha, what the hell are those Tang people doing, why do they keep calling like unfed lambs?" More than ten zhang away from Duan Shaojun and his own soldiers, a Qihu cavalryman couldn't help but ask a comrade-in-arms who knew Chinese curiously.

"It seems to say that Duan Gongzi is very talented, or the champion of the Tang Dynasty or something, and he is going to write poems here." Pusha, who was fluent in Chinese, stammered a little.

"Poetry, what is it, can you eat it or can you play it?" Another local leopard, the Qihu cavalryman, asked stupidly, in exchange for a horse whip from Pusha.

"Get out of the way, you stupid man who was bitten by a wild wolf and broke his head, compose a poem, it's a very elegant and elegant thing, don't you know, back then, when I was still serving as a personal soldier by the prince's side, I once saw that the prince and a few very talented adults had been holding back so many twenty or thirty words of poetry all night, tsk, tsk, now it sounds, I still feel ......"

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"What do you think?"

"Although I don't understand what it means, but I always feel very powerful, very elegant, alas, you laymen, even if you explain to you a lot, you don't understand, don't you give me an honest stare at Duan Gongzi and them?" Pusha puffed out his eyes and whispered at the cavalrymen who had been attracted by his words.

After finally getting rid of these guys, Pusha couldn't help but quietly wipe a handful of oil sweat from his forehead, dear mother...... I almost missed the filling, and I listened to a few words from a distance back then, and I didn't understand what it meant back then, and it's even more impossible to understand it now.

In short, since that inquiry, Pusha has lost his heart, anyway, even the captain of the pro-soldier at that time couldn't hear anything, but the captain of the pro-soldier back then told them with a stern face that the high-end and elegant thing of composing poetry is not something that can be understood casually.

A group of veteran ruffians, if they want to make fresh and detached from desire, the poems of spring and snow are not even as energetic as a fart for these rough men.

Therefore, Duan Shaojun naturally did not play the role of a literary youth in disappointment, and casually pulled out of his head and made a poem that was quite suitable for the occasion, which immediately won the cheers of the literate soldiers.

However, those Qihu barbarians didn't understand the meaning of Biansai's poem at all, and they all grinned stupidly and looked at the Han people on the top of the mountain.

"Okay, okay, don't make a fuss, Qi Da, you go over to discuss with those Qihu cavalry, you just go to the mountain beam in front of you, get that group of deer back, tonight, let's roast the deer platoon to taste it, these days the beef and mutton are tired of eating in my heart." After enjoying the undisciplined and nutritious praise of some of the broad masses of the people, Duan Dagongzi decided to do something serious.

"Childe, it's not impossible, but will they let us go?" Qi Da was very eager to try, but he was a little hesitant.

"It's okay, my son continues to feel a lot of emotion here. If this son doesn't leave here, even if you go 3,000 miles away to hunt deer, it's fine. Duan Shaojun waved his hand and said disapprerovingly, but after saying that, he also handed Qi Da a corner of the eye.

Qi Da didn't quite understand what Duan Da Gongzi meant, but since Gongzi insisted, then he just obeyed the order, so Qi Da simply ran to those Qihu barbarians and used his very fluent Qihu dialect to communicate with the leader of the Qihu cavalry.

At first, the cavalry leader's head shook like a drum, but after understanding that Duan Dagongzi didn't go down to participate in the safari, he just squatted here to watch the show. As nomads, the Khihu cavalry, who were already fond of hunting, were naturally unwilling to let go of this opportunity.

simply left ten cavalry "guards" beside Duan Dagongzi, and Duan Dagongzi only left Xu Qing alone, and the other personal soldiers mixed with those Qihu cavalry, screaming and screaming, rushing towards the mountain beam in the distance.

And the ten cavalrymen, taken by the obscenity of Duan Dagongzi, only dared to stay far away from the positions of the ten or so horses, as if they were afraid that if they got closer, they would be touched by an unknown plague.

Seeing that the eldest prince Duan is angry, mud ma, if you want to stare at people, you can stare at people, so you can give a serious attitude, don't look at yourself with a frightened gaze, so that others still think that you are arresting the mentally ill and afraid of hurting yourself,.

There was really no need to collude with these Qihu barbarians, Duan Dagongzi simply turned over and dismounted, and gnawed on the turf by his mount, leisurely bragging and farting with Xu Qing while watching those brave hunters hunt and kill those wild animals that had fallen blood mold among the sparse trees and shrubs.

A team of more than 100 men hunted for an hour and a half in the low, sparse bushes and forests, and finally reaped a bumper harvest.

Almost no one is empty-handed, and everyone carries prey on their backs, and Qi Da is the most arrogant. He carried a deer, three fat pheasants, and five hares on his horse.

Such a record, not to mention those familiar soldiers, even those Qihu cavalry, they all admired one by one, and frequently rushed to give a thumbs up.

Qi Dale, who had a great harvest because of his good luck, was so happy that the gap between his teeth was almost cracked.

By the time they returned to the camp, it was already nearly dark, and although Almu's buddy had received the news from the cavalry who "protected" Duan Dagongzi and his party, he was still uneasy in his heart, so he simply walked out of the tent and staggered, and his resentful and expectant eyes kept looking in the direction where Duan Shaojun and the others had left.

It wasn't until he saw Duan Shaojun and the others happily return to the camp that the big stone in Almu's heart fell to the ground, and Almu had already decided to follow his uncle's suggestion to fit the old master's suggestion and directly have a showdown with Duan Dagongzi.

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Otherwise, his psychological depression and tension level can easily make people become neurotic, and Almu doesn't want to hold himself out of his neuropathy.

The prey brought back by a hundred or so people made the whole camp happy and lively. Piles of bonfires were lit one after another, butcher knives and sharp blades were wielded, and the fat prey was brushed with spices, or pickled, or directly set up on the bonfire and began to roast.

Bags of mare's milk wine were passed in the hands of the Chihu men, and the hoarse ballads full of the ancient style of the steppe intertwined with each other in the night breeze.

Duan Dagongzi was really not interested in the faint sour taste of mare's milk wine, and there were not many good wines ready to be used to make wine on the day of welcoming relatives. So it can only be better than having nothing to use for dry mouth, not to mention Duan Dagongzi, who is drunk with an astonishing amount of alcohol, even if he is propped up by his belly to be pregnant for ten months, I am afraid that he will be a little dizzy at most.

The main reason is that there are too many drunken maniacs, and if this time a jar of old wine is opened to try it, it will definitely attract those drunken maniacs from all directions. Then I can't wipe off my feelings and I can only let them continue to open, and when the time comes, maybe before I get to Shuozhou, the twenty jars of old wine specially transported from Jiangnan will be empty and make people's hearts bleed.

Qi Da and the others were all there, drinking mare's milk wine and eating barbecue, bragging to each other about how good their archery skills were, and how their equestrian skills were.

Duan Shaojun chose a slightly secluded corner, and on the desk was Qi Da's carefully roasted, fattest deer breast, and a table with the little senior brother Jian'an and the titular maid Qila.

While eating and chatting, it made Jian'an, the little senior brother who had been staying in the camp and accompanying the maid Qila, the eldest prince of Duan, angry.