Faced with Temujin's domineering aura, Ye Qing was powerless to refute his evaluation and contempt for the Great Wall.

In later generations, it was regarded as a symbol of the strong backbone of the Chinese nation and in the hearts of others, and it existed like the totem of the Chinese nation. The mighty, majestic, handsome, and endless Great Wall, in fact, its original meaning was to defend against generations of Tatars on the grasslands, which were built with generations of troubled people and damaged their wealth.

Ye Qing was also very confused. Even in later generations, he never understood why some people praised the Great Wall to the same height as the totem of the Chinese nation: dragon.

The history carried by the Great Wall is not a dazzling history for the Chinese nation, and it is worth showing off. It has been broken one after another. What is ridiculous is that it eventually became a totem that symbolizes the backbone of the nation. Is the backbone of the Chinese nation a defense?

If you have to do this, just pull Mount Banla Everest over. That is truly unattainable. Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can't see it at a glance. Moreover, let alone people, even the cold air cannot blow to the other side of the mountain.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and I look at the flying geese in the south. I am not a hero until the Great Wall. I am traveling 20,000 with my fingers. The peak on the Liupan Mountain is high, and the red flag is swept through the west wind. Today, the long tassels are in my hand, when will the blue dragon be bound?

Not being a hero before the Great Wall is not a praise for the Great Wall, but another person who also looks down on the face of the eagle who only knows how to shoot the eagle by bending his bow. He expresses his passion and passion when crossing Liupan Mountain.

However, it was later regarded by unscrupulous businessmen as a gimmick for tourist attractions, so the saying that the Great Wall is not a hero gradually began to deteriorate.

Temujin looked at Ye Qing who had finished reading a poem, and then murmured at the last sentence: "Today, when will the long tassels be in hand? OK! This sentence is well said."

Ye Qing smiled calmly, continued to look south, and sighed: "If possible, I want to push down the Great Wall, so that it will no longer be a geographical barrier between us. But even if it pushes down the Great Wall, and there are still the rolling mountains among us, how can you easily praise it?"

"So... are you also in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun?" Temujin looked at the black shadows in the distance, and gradually rushed towards them, and continued, "It took a hundred years for the Song Dynasty to fail in the end. Now it is settled in a corner, even farther from the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun than us Tatars. If we want to get back these Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, it is probably not much easier than us Tatars to break through the Great Wall Pass, right?"

"Who said no?" Ye Qing smiled and said, "Will it be possible that one day you will conquer the city on this side of the grassland and I will recover the lost land on the other side of the Great Wall?"

"If this is the case, I, Temujin, will definitely not give up any land." Temujin looked at Ye Qing's clear eyes and said.

"Why, I'm afraid of being locked outside this broken Great Wall?" Ye Qing asked with a smile, but ignored the topic of Temuzhen's indifference.

In his opinion, this possibility is almost slim, but... this is the situation in the world, and it will move the whole body with one blow. Who knows if one day what you say today will really become a fact?

"I'm not afraid. The grassland is our root. We love every inch of the land in the grassland, just like the feelings that you Central Plains people cannot get rid of. However, I, Temujin, want to prove that the grassland is not barbarians. We can do it no worse than the Han people with good land and good environment." Temujin answered frankly about Ye Qing's provocation that was not provocative.

"It's not entirely true. The civilization of the Chinese nation can be understood by a foreigner. Even the Han people cannot understand the pros and cons of their own culture. As for you, don't think about getting involved in the Central Plains. Look... From here, there is a lot of land for you to rush, and you can conquer them all. Then, in places that are not as good as the Han culture, you can use your magnificent strategy to prove that the barbaric grassland people that the Han people look down on can also build another civilization in places that are not grasslands." Ye Qing said with a smile on his lips.

Temujin, who had a calm expression, was not moved by the faint mockery in Ye Qing's tone. His eyes slowly looked over as Ye Qing pointed to the west chin, and said calmly: "The world is as big as I, Temujin, will fight as far as I can."

Ye Qing smiled, and then after Sang Kun arrived, he took out a simple map about Wuzhou from his arms and gave it to each of them.

Temujin looked at Ye Qing's hand that was stretching over, and after hesitating for a moment, he took the map with an inauspicious sigh.

He knew very well what Ye Qing's intention was, but the temptation of this map was too great. In other words, the black stones described by Ye Qing and the black stones brought back by Lao Liutou and others forced them to hesitate and finally compromise with Ye Qing.

Compared to Temujin's keenness, Sangkun obviously didn't think so much. At this moment, his mind was full of how to unite other tribes and be able to get a large number of black stones from Wuzhou while the Jin people were not paying attention.

Looking at the extremely fine coal yard marked by Ye Qing above, Sangkun would ask a few questions about the terrain here from time to time.

After confirming that he could understand it completely, Temujin put it in his arms, frowned and thought, "Is there really nothing on the grassland? Or are you lying to me? Do you know that there is a legend on the grassland that if you deceive your Anda, you will be punished by God."

"Some lands on the grassland can grow fat grass, but some places do not grow in grass. Why don't you ask the desert, why don't you grow some grass?" Temujin asked in dissatisfaction, and then continued: "One place of water and soil nourishes the other place, everything is arranged by God, and we have no choice but to decide."

The herdsmen of the defeated tribe who were taken away by Qiyan's tribe, had already seen the end of the long line between Ye Qing and Temujin talking. After Temujin saluted Ye Qing and Sangkun, they led their men to move towards the depths of the grassland.

"What did you say to him?" Sang Kun looked at Ye Qing, stared at the direction where Temujin's back gradually disappeared, and reached out to scratch in front of Ye Qing's eyes.

"I didn't say anything, just said that he would go to Lin'an to see me in the future. Do you want to go?" Ye Qing and Sangkun rode forward together and continued: "And that Temujin conquered the grassland and unified the various..."

"I have known this for a long time, but in my opinion, it is simply a fool. It is really ridiculous that a small Qiyan tribe wants to unify the grassland. If it were unification of the tribes so easy to unify, Zadaran, Naiman and other tribes would have unified the grassland long ago? It was also the turn of the Jin people to confer my father the royal Khan?" Sang Kun said disdainfully.

In his eyes, Temujin is good at everything, but this is what makes him extremely disgusted. He always looks like he wants to be the savior of the grassland and the grassland god. It seems that in his eyes, only he is worthy of unifying the grassland.

What made Sangkun even more angry was that even if he wins over the hearts of the people, Temujin would not hide the thoughts in his heart, what he wanted to bring peace to everyone on the grassland, what he wanted to avoid killing each other on the grassland, etc.

In short, in Sangkun's eyes, Temujin is a villain who takes himself too seriously and likes to win over people's hearts by talking big.

But that's true. Now a leader of the small Qiyan tribe has a higher reputation in the grassland sound, and is increasingly overwhelming.

Of course, Ye Qing faced Sang Kun with an inquiry face and knew what he wanted to ask, so he shrugged his shoulders and smiled and said, "Temujin never mentioned even one word."

"Really?" Sang Kun looked at Ye Qing with suspicious eyes and asked.

"Really." Ye Qing nodded: "Because he doesn't think that only excellent weapons can defeat the enemy. The important thing is to see who is using these weapons, if..."

"Hmph, I knew he would say bad things to me behind my back. Isn't it just that the Krei tribe's excellent weapons are not worthy of using them! Is it still thinking about unifying the grassland and making his dream of spring and autumn? That's right?" Sangkun stopped and said after Ye Qing tightened the reins.

Ye Qing originally wanted to look at Sang Kun and say: I will finally part with you when I send you off for a thousand miles, but looking at Sang Kun's appearance that An Da, who had been with him for more than half a month, had to say: "I think he is more likely to be mocking us Song people, because we were driven to the Jiang side by the Jin people, not against you and your father."

As Ye Qing finished speaking, the expression on Sang Kun's face became disdainful again.

After all, in his heart, Temujin and his father Yesugai were already one by one, snatching the Khaled throne from their Uncle Wang, and then giving it to Sangkun and his son twice.

Such a relationship is like Temujin being the savior of their Krei tribe. Therefore, out of instinct of guilt and jealousy, in Sangkun's heart, even Temujin's unintentional words, to him, were vaguely mocking him and his father. The Khan position was obtained by his Temujin's alms, so Temujin wished that everyone on the entire grassland knew about this.

So no matter what attitude Temujin is with her, in the face of Sangkun's inferior vanity, Temujin is always getting along with her with an equal relationship that is high and not An Da.

Ye Qing was very satisfied with Sang Kun's disdain and jealousy for Temujin. After all, if the history books were rewritten and if Temujin and Sang Kun were brothers together, it would not be a good thing for the Southern Song court.

After saying goodbye to their backs without looking at them for a few glances, he hurriedly turned his head back to Sangkun of their tribe. Ye Qing and his party were still more than a hundred people. They began to have a difficult journey of crossing mountains and ridges, crossing water and sand, like those on the Long March.

However, among these more than a hundred people, the exchange between Lao Liu and Po Li San made the journey more laughter and joy.

Old Liu was always talking about how comfortable he lived on the grassland. Several women sneaked into his tent every night, and even were naked while he was asleep, and had already gotten into his bed.
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