Ye Chunqiu nodded only to Batumonk.

When talking about Qiqige, Ye Chunqiu remembered that his relationship with Batumonk was complicated. If you really want to be serious, Batumonk was his father-in-law, but their status was destined to meet in the end. So when Batumonk mentioned Qiqige, Ye Chunqiu had nothing to say.

Although Ye Chunqiu just nodded simply, Batumonk laughed, and seemed to feel relaxed in his smile, and then said, "We just talked about our hatred, but even if we have to face each other in the future, that is still the future. At least today, you and I can plot together to get drunk. I dare to seek drunk under the noses of you Han people. Do you Ye Chunqiu dare?"

Although Ye Chunqiu was always on guard, he was also infected by Batumonk's free and easy spirit, so he touched the case and said, "Please come and drink."

After drinking and barbecue cooked by the Tatars, the two of them drank and ate meat. After drinking a cup of water and wine, although this was rice wine, Ye Chunqiu was a little drunk after drinking too much.

In a daze, Batumonk laughed and said, "It seems that your alcohol tolerance is also quite good. It's very good. It's true. Men on the grassland should be like this. Whether it's Tatars or Han people, as long as they want to live on the grassland, drinking is a must. How can those who cannot drink be subdued? A leader on the grassland wants to convince people, there are only three points..."

Batumonk stretched out his hand and continued, "One of this is to be able to drink. If you summon the leaders of various tribes to gather together, no drink can enhance their friendship and make them kind to you. The second is..." Batumonk said this, patted his chest, and slapped, and continued with a bold voice: "It is your own strength, this is what you said, "I can live in the place of those who are capable. If I can kill you, you have to listen to me. If you don't listen, I will hang your heads and your tribe's people, kidnap your women, cattle and sheep, and let you know the price."

"The third one..." Batumonk smiled with a little drunkenness: "It's this..." He pulled out his hand, pointed to his blood vessels, and said: "Do you know what my ancestor Genghis Khan mean? In fact, where was the Mongolian in the past like today? At that time, there were a hundred tribes, but why were there only the Mongolian tribes left today?"

Speaking of this, Ye Chunqiu also had this question, so he raised his mind and said, "I hope to hear it carefully."

Batumonk looked at Ye Chunqiu and said proudly: "Actually, this is like you Han people. Do you think that everyone is Han people? No, no, because being Han people is good, being Han people is not barbarians in the pass, so everyone is Han. I remember that when you were still in the pre-Qin period, there were Yue people, Dongyi people, Qilan, Ba people, and Shu people. Because you are powerful, you accept your etiquette and law, read and write your words, and later, you will also worship your ancestors. Finally, everyone is Han in the pass."

"We are the same. After our ancestor Genghis Khan, all tribes on the grassland surrendered to the Mongolian tribes, and everyone regarded themselves as Mongolians. So this one was also a Mongolian, that one was also a Mongolian, and even today, it is still the case."

"After all, the achievements of our ancestors are too great. In the eyes of people outside the pass, this is so that even now, although hundreds of years have passed, everyone is still singing about his great achievements. The other Huns, Turks, and Khitans also have heroic lords, but they are not as good as those of their ancestors. So if you want to gain a foothold on the grassland and make everyone surrender, you have to rely on this... bloodline, Genghis Khan's bloodline, the bloodline of the Golden Family, this... is also the key. There are people like Cao Cao here who usurped the throne, but they will be overthrown soon. Why do you think? Just say that when I was young, my father died early and was in turmoil, but he still has today. Why? It is because everyone here believes in him, they all recognize themselves as descendants of Genghis Khan, and they only believe in the Golden Family."

"With these three points, no one in this desert can compare with you. You are the most noble king. In the meaning of you Han people, drinking is affinity, strength is the foundation, and bloodline is the so-called Taoist tradition, and all three are indispensable."

Ye Chunqiu silently wrote down these words and couldn't help but sigh with some emotion: "It seems that there is not much difference from the inner palace."

Batumonk shook his head and said, "Yes, there is no difference. It's just that outside this pass, this is what everyone understands. However, inside the pass, your literati have added many beautiful and gorgeous words to it, covering up these three. It's different outside the pass. It's hard and cold outside the pass, and everyone is struggling to survive. Everyone here is thinking about how to eat enough, how to wear warm clothes, or how to survive a difficult winter, or live through a new year. Of course, there are not many literati who are not doing anything about production. In this bitter and cold place, there are only soldiers, and survival is everything."

Speaking of this, Batumonk sighed: "But I feel more and more that there will be major changes outside the pass, and this change may not be a bad thing, but... it has nothing to do with the Tatars and the traditions passed down by the ancestors of Ben Khan. How could you and me have any deep hatred? But... all want to gain a foothold, all want to survive outside the pass, and each sticks to their own traditions. Well... just like you Han people said, you just want to stick to the ancestral methods left by your ancestors for yourself..."

Speaking of this, Batumonk's expression became gloomy, he sipped a sip of wine silently, and then lay comfortably on the tiger-skin chair.

Ye Chunqiu couldn't tell whether Batumonk's words came from the heart, but that didn't matter, because both sides knew very well that no matter what the other party said today, whether it was irreconcilable, in the near future, both sides would still meet each other until death.

But today, for the first time he discovered that Batumonk was also a human side, but his humanity was hidden too deeply.

Or maybe, among the Tatars, he was in a high position, but he was too smart, looked too deeply and understood human nature before he could understand himself.

Of course, you can only talk to smart people. Can you tell these "disgusting words" to a guy who only knows howling and raises his knife to chop people?
Chapter completed!