"Sister Xiaoyu is back!" Outside the royal tent, a little girl shouted with a loud voice, her voice full of joy and admiration.
Qiqige, who was combing Yan Liuyuan’s hair, also had her eyes lit up, and she suddenly discovered that Yan Liuyuan, who was sitting in front of her, suddenly relaxed, and the muscles in her body were no longer as tight as before. Stretched.
It seems that in the entire vast grassland, only Sister Xiaoyu can make this young hero feel at ease.
"Go and see what Sister Xiaoyu has brought back for you this time," Yan Liuyuan said.
Qiqige was still young and still playful, so when she heard these words, she smiled and rushed out of the royal tent.
Now there are hundreds of warriors in the entire tribe who worship Yan Liuyuan as a god, and of these people, Yan Liuyuan does not stay with him, and they are all sent to be commanded by Sister Xiaoyu.
They are said to be commander-in-chief, but they are actually asked to protect Sister Xiaoyu’s safety.
For Yan Liuyuan, if Sister Xiaoyu is gone, there will be nothing to miss in this grassland.
This is his and Sister Xiaoyu’s home. As long as the power of the royal court is stable, from now on they will no longer need to look at anyone’s face, nor will they need to be looked down upon by anyone.
Every time Sister Xiaoyu comes back from an outing, she will let the warriors in the tribe catch some cute little animals, partly to try to raise them in captivity, and partly to make the children in the tribe happy.
Since this period of time, the various tribes surrounding the big tent have become more and more in awe of Yan Liuyuan, but everyone can't help but sincerely love Sister Xiaoyu, a gentle southern woman.
As there are more tribes surrounding the royal court, conflicts will arise from time to time. For example, you stole my sheep and he stole my cattle. Small things like this can cause a stir on the grassland every minute. A bloody storm.
Sister Xiaoyu is the one who handles these matters. She is always fair and never favors or protects anyone.
As time passed, Sister Xiaoyu unexpectedly gained the love of everyone. Everyone liked to come to her to solve every trivial matter.
If Yan Liuyuan used his absolute strength to maintain the authority of the entire royal court, then Sister Xiaoyu is probably the lubricant between the various tribes.
Of course, this is also the reason why the royal court of Yan Liuyuan is relatively stable. Other tribes do not have gods like Yan Liuyuan.
The miraculous prophecies and disasters are so unpredictable that the nomads on the grassland really believe them.
Therefore, Yan Liuyuan now has a large number of followers. Every morning when they get up, they will kneel and kowtow to the royal tent a hundred times before starting their day.
This way of maintaining power seems to be more solid. The leaders of the tribes really have no way to see their own people worshiping Yan Liuyuan as a god. Moreover, there are two leaders He himself is a believer in Yan Liuyuan...
Yan Liuyuan remembered that Ren Xiaosu once said that using divine power to stabilize political power may not be the most stable, but it must be the fastest effective.One of the ways.
Just when Yan Liuyuan was distracted, the tent in the royal court was suddenly opened, and the cold air from outside hit his face. Only one person in the entire royal court dared to come in without saying hello. He raised his head and smiled. : "Sister, where did you go this time?"
"Good news for you, I found a new salt pond behind Gongzhuo Mountain in the northwest!" Sister Xiaoyu smiled and sat next to him: " Now, the whole tribe’s salt problem has been solved.”
Yan Liuyuan smiled and nodded: “This is a good thing!”
But Sister Yan suddenly discovered that. Liuyuan didn't seem to be surprised by this incident. She suddenly hit Yan Liuyuan on the shoulder: "It's you who made the wish again, right? You can pretend to be more cheerful next time, otherwise I won't have any sense of accomplishment at all."
Yan Liuyuan was so painful that he screamed: "It hurts so much, sister, please be gentle!"
Since the last time Yan Liuyuan killed someone, Sister Xiaoyu Suddenly, she often joked with Yan Liuyuan, and even occasionally hit her younger brother like a biological sister.
This made Yan Liuyuan's believers a little overwhelmed, and they could only respect Sister Xiaoyu more and more...
But Yan Liuyuan knew very well that Sister Xiaoyu was not doing this. In order to raise her status in the eyes of others, but not to want him to always be so dull.
Every time, when he felt that he was about to slip into the abyss, Sister Xiaoyu's slap on him would pull him back from the edge of the abyss.
Let his divinity return to humanity.
So, Sister Xiaoyu deliberately made herself appear more lively and cheerful in order to influence Yan Liuyuan.
At this time, Yan Liuyuan was still screaming in pain, and Sister Xiaoyu rolled her eyes: "Okay, stop pretending, let me ask you something, why don't you touch Qiqi?" "Ge?"
"Sister, why do you ask this suddenly?" Yan Liuyuan asked after a moment of silence.
“The little girl came to me and asked me aggrievedly if she was not good-looking. I said no, Qiqige is the most beautiful girl in the royal court, even more beautiful than Sister Xiaoyu,” Xiaoyu Sister smiled and said: "Then she asked why she already lives in the royal court, but you still don't touch her."
"Sister, I'm still young," Yan Liuyuan whispered.
"Come on," Sister Xiaoyu said: "There are many people your age getting married in our market town, and many of them have children. But, I don't care about these things about you, you yourself Just make a decision and save yourself from being verbose. If you don’t like girls on the grassland, then go to the Central Plains and grab two.”
Yan Liuyuan was stunned: “Sister, Is this what you said? If I take the girl back, her family will be so sad."
Sister Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said, "Then let's take her whole family back."
The two of them laughed as they spoke. In fact, Yan Liuyuan knew that Sister Xiaoyu was just joking, and Sister Xiaoyu also knew that Yan Liuyuan would not do such a thing.
It's just that, after a joke, Yan Liuyuan obviously felt that he was in a much brighter mood.
Sister Xiaoyu started working in the big tent: "I'll pack everything for you. I'll let Qiqige take care of your daily life on the road this time. I'll feel more relieved when she goes. Others I don’t even know what you like to eat.”
“Well,” Yan Liuyuan nodded: “She should also want to see what the Central Plains is like... Sister, I may go to the Central Plains this time. Kill a lot of people, probably more than I thought."
Sister Xiaoyu paused as she packed her things: "Then come back early, I will cook porridge for you, and you can go to Zhongyuan. Bring back some pickles on the side, after all, the porridge still tastes good with the pickles over there.”
Sister Xiaoyu’s answer was somewhat unclear, as if she was deliberately avoiding the question.
At this moment, Hassan's voice sounded outside: "Master, your face armor is cast, do you want to try it on?"