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Chapter 151 Mo Dun's thoughts

"Clever!" King Zuo Xian raised his hands in admiration, "As expected of the King of Qin, King Sakura is here to ask for advice. But when did King Qin discover my identity?"

Ziying smiled slightly and said, "Do you believe King Zuo Xian from the first moment you see him?"

"What?"

"Following the most senior commander in the Qin Dynasty, he still has no loss of aura. His eyebrows are full of calmness, and there is a little disdain in my eyes." Ziying said with a smile, "If it weren't for my age, I would be

I almost thought Mao Dun came in person."

"That's it, hahaha." King Zuo Xian said with a slightly apologetic smile, "Don't blame King Qin, the Xiongnu respects the left. According to my surname, I can only be the right bone prince, and I jumped to King Zuo Xian. It is indeed

A bit arrogant."

Ziying secretly laughed. If he had not known that King Zuo Xian was coming in person, he would not have dared to be so calm when King You Xian's army of 100,000 troops besieged the city.

"My surname is Ying."

"My surname is Lan."

The two of them scooped up two glasses of wine, cupped their hands and drank in a salute.

"Qin wine is really mellow and delicious, unlike the Huns' kumiss, which is sour and a little spicy. The people below are rushing to drink it, but I can't get used to it."

King Zuo Xian said as he took another cup of wine and drank it himself.

Ziying watched silently until King Zuo Xian's cheeks were slightly red and he leaned leisurely by the pavilion pillar.

"If I guess correctly, what Mo Dun wanted to do most was the desert, so why did he go south for no reason?" Ziying took the opportunity to ask, "Is it just the revenge of the war? Mo Dun is not the kind of person who is eager for revenge, right?

?”

"Of course not." King Zuo Xian drunkenly gestured with his hands, "The Xiongnu uses the dragon as a totem, and so do the princes in the south of Yinshan. But only Qin is as black as the Xiongnu. Maodun Shanyu is also the first emperor who respects Qin the most.

It’s a pity that when Mao Dun succeeded to the throne, the Qin Dynasty had already been destroyed.”

Ziying was silent, imagining that the First Emperor was still there and that the Qin Dynasty and the Xiongnu were fighting for supremacy in the north and south.

"Modun was unwilling at first, but later he heard that the First Emperor was still here, and wanted to see who the princes who divided the Qin world were and who the new king of Qin were." King Zuo Xian suddenly smiled, "It's a pity that the princes can't bear it.

Attack. King Yong Zhang Han can survive for a few days relying on the Great Wall as a boundary. King Zhai Dong Yi is a waste. These people are not worthy of sharing the territory of Qin!"

King Zuo Xian continued, "Modun Shanyu only hoped that Qin would surrender to him, and did not think about destroying the country. That idiot King Youxian privately raised 100,000 troops, mistakenly thinking that his death would provoke Shanyu to attack Qin. Little did he know that

, even if he dies miserably, Shanyu will not pay attention to him."

"If I offer my palace servants, Maodun will give me the land to retreat. Otherwise, I will be beaten until I surrender, right?" Ziying said with a smile.

"Exactly." King Zuo Xian replied.

"There are a few foreign women in the widow's harem," Ziying murmured.

"King Qin wants to compromise?" King Zuo Xian frowned. He admired Ziying for not asking for peace. Compromising and professing a minister is a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death. This drink will be in vain.

"People will give it to them, and wars must be fought." Ziying explained, "Those foreign women have lived in the palace for a long time, and I have never favored them. It would be better to give them to Mo Dun, or... King Zuoxian."

"I have many wives and concubines, so I don't care about these few." King Zuo Xian refused.

"Then give it to Modun, and treat it as a human beauty." Ziying said, "They are lucky to be with Modun."

King Zuo Xian felt a little sorry that Ziying did not seek peace.

"The bow and arrow have no eyes. Is the King of Qin really not afraid of death? Besides, Maodun is definitely not something that the King of Qin can defeat." King Zuo Xian said anxiously, "For the sake of Qin Jiu, I can use those women as the concubines of the King of Qin to help the King of Qin.

Get the land and seek peace.”

Ziying smiled and said, "Wars are destined to kill people, but some battles must be fought. King Zuo Xian went back and told Modun Chanyu that I would fight with him on the plains of Zhai State. If I lose, I will die. If he loses, Henan

The land can be temporarily borrowed from him until his death, and Jiuyuan and Yunzhong County will not be able to take a step forward from now on!"

"Will Maodun Shanyu lose? What does King Qin think?" King Zuo Xian really couldn't understand.

"It's just a matter of using Qin's strength." Ziying tried to hide it, so as not to tell King Zuo Xian of his plan.

"Alas." King Zuo Xian sighed helplessly, "I will convey everything to you."

Ziying changed the topic, "I still have something to ask for."

"What King Qin wants to say is the matter of being the second best, right?"

Ziying nodded.

"I have guessed it." King Zuo Xian said, "Don't worry, King Qin, I will definitely not tell Shan Yu about this. The people of Qin have always disliked the Huns, so if King Qin can make her his wife, I can rest assured that she will stay here."

.”

King Zuo Xian stroked his goatee and recalled Tou Man's courtesy to Lan. Now that he had followed Mao Dun, sparing Xu Lianti would be regarded as a reward for his enemy Tou Man's kindness.

"Thank you, King Zuoxian." Ziying cupped his hands and said.

"That's right." King Zuo Xian said, "I will ask those people to retreat later and temporarily stay in Dingyang for a few days, waiting for the King of Qin to send the palace people here, and then go back and report to Shanyu."

As King Zuo Xian said, he switched to a slightly larger Dendrobium and scooped up Qin wine. Ziying's heart dropped, and he drank three Dendrobiums, feeling very happy.

Ziying, eyes dim from drunkenness, hugged the wine vat, "If the Xiongnu had also learned some calligraphy, Cai Wenji in later generations wouldn't have had to write "Eighteen Beats of Hujia"."

"What is King Qin talking about?" King Zuo Xian was stunned.

"It's nothing." Ziying changed the subject quickly, "I just said that for King Zuo Xian to reach this position, which part of Touman did he shoot?"

King Zuo Xian patted his chest and said, "I missed Touman Chanyu, but I hit Maodun Chanyu's ringing arrow."

"Awesome!" Ziying extended a thumbs up and praised.

"No way, you have been able to do this since you were a child." King Zuo Xian said modestly, "Why don't you, King Qin, compete with me to see who has a greater drinking capacity?"

"If King Zuo Xian wants to drink, just say so."
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