"The third thing is that each clan takes turns sending out their sons and nephews to stay in the two inner guards in Luoyang for a period of two years." Shao Shude said again.

"No objection." This time, the clan leaders agreed without waiting for Shao Shude to ask.

This is also a good thing.

When your nephews join the Luoyang palace, they say they are serving as guards, but they actually give you a chance to be promoted. Even if you can't become an official, you can still receive many rewards during the two-year residence period, and your status will be improved after you return to the tribe.

The saints of Daxia are still very particular and know how to give opportunities to poor people in remote areas. Moreover, looking at the fierce appearance of the Daxia Dynasty, there are probably not many good people in the entire court from top to bottom, and various wars will be inevitable in the future. Those who go to Luoyang

The younger generation will definitely seize the opportunity and work hard to gain a position. After all, compared to the people in the Central Plains, their lives are very difficult and their channels for advancement are narrow. It is impossible not to work hard.

"Since we have all agreed, we must abide by it. If anyone goes back on his word, we will punish him together, and I will also send a large army to suppress him." After Shao Shude finished speaking, his tone softened and he said with a smile: "The Bohai people will oppress you, but I will not do it in the future."

Let's all live a good life, and be harmonious and beautiful, isn't it? Drink wine and eat meat!"

"The saint is wise." Everyone shouted and fell to the ground.

It happened that the snow stopped at this time, so wine and food were placed in the open air, and everyone sat around the bonfire.

Fried rice, steamed cakes, Hu cakes, soup cakes, meat cakes, sponge cakes and rice porridge filled the blanket.

Wine, fruit wine, rice wine and spirits are all available.

Newly hooked crucian carp, sturgeon presented by Jurchens, pickled salamander caught in the sea, beef and mutton, black pork, venison, etc...

After the banquet started, Shao Shude secretly observed the expressions of the Jurchen clan leaders and found that they were very happy and laughing while drinking and eating meat, which made him a little confused.

I just killed thousands of you and there is no reaction?

Even if they were too frightened by the military power to make a sad gesture, they wouldn't be so cheerful, right? It didn't look like they were acting. These rough guys didn't have this kind of civility or acting skills.

Could it be that the harsh living environment in the Blackwater area has long made these people indifferent to life and death? Or are the clan leaders more like politicians and not so sad about the deaths and injuries of their clan members?

While he was daydreaming, Wan Yanxiu stood up and left the table, danced in the open space, and everyone clapped hands.

Two Jurchen girls carried the newly prepared food, knelt down beside Shao Shude, and raised it high to offer it.

The leaders' eyes turned around involuntarily.

Shao Shude looked at it, chuckled, grabbed the dried rabbit, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing.

Everyone was a little moved and applauded one after another.

Dried raw rabbit is one of the traditional Jurchen foods, and outsiders are generally not used to it. In addition, this is food brought by the Wanyan family, and the Great Xia sage ate it without changing his expression. His courage is indeed different from ordinary people.

Wanyanxiu also came over, prostrated himself with sincerity, and said: "Long live my emperor!"

At his signal, the two girls stepped forward, one from the left and the other from the right, and hugged Shao Shude's arms, blushing beyond measure.

Shao Shude laughed.

Jurchen women were just like that. They were not ugly, but they were exposed to the weather. How could they be so beautiful? They still had a strong smell that could be smelled from afar, but he still accepted it. It would be better to go back and work as a palace servant.

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Seeing this, Wu Yanyi also stood up and danced for a while.

In the middle of the dance, the same two girls came over with blushing faces and presented them with a bowl of freshly made food.

Shao Shude controlled his facial muscles with force, fixed his smile, reached out and grabbed a piece of raw deer tongue, dipped it in the sauce in the basin, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

After Wu Yan finished dancing, he came forward to prostrate himself and shouted: "Long live my emperor!"

The two girls threw themselves into Shao Shude's arms and pushed the Wanyan woman aside, making them look at each other angrily.

Seeing that someone was about to dance again, Shao Shude couldn't stand it any longer. He kept signaling with his eyes that the Luoyan Army's envoy Shulu Porun immediately stood up, danced, and sang in Khitan, mixed with Chinese:

"The night banquet was extravagant and the ministers paid homage to the baptism (received the gift),"

"The two sides are in conflict (good communication) and the relationship is difficult (heavy)."

"Weichen Yalu (wow dance) and wish Ruotong (blessing),"

"The iron pendulum of Shengshou (Song Gao) can be extremely (Wuji)."

Shao Shude smiled while stroking his hands, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, suppressing the churning in his stomach.

Damn it, uncle, who dares to serve dark cuisine again? I’m really going to fall out!

After finishing singing and dancing, Shulu Porun fell to the ground and said: "Long live my emperor!"

Next, the leaders performed dances one by one. After dancing, they all bowed down to express their submission.

Fortunately, the food is relatively normal: milk porridge, pickled fish, barbecue, mutton cakes, etc.

After everyone finished dancing, Shao Shude also laughed loudly, took off his black lambskin coat, stood up and left the table.

As the Kansai Dance King came on stage, the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Dancing left and right, the bright and intense Hu Xuan Dance shines brightly in the night. The dance postures taught by Xiao Wanniang herself are also very good, but there is no enchanting meaning, and it is full of masculine meaning of killing old men on the field.

After the dance, the whole audience was in awe, and then cheers broke out. Everyone fell to the ground: "Long live my emperor!"

Cai Songyang, the envoy of the Tiande Army, and Fu Cunchen, the envoy of the Tielin Army, looked at each other in the distance and smiled.

Is there any emperor of the Central Plains who is so mingling with the barbarians?
Chapter completed!