Chapter 68: The Xiongnu Prince [Jinjiang Authentic Edition - The Truth of Desolation...
Although Wang Ling didn't know why the little guy reacted so strongly to the words of the "Hu people prince", he still smiled and nodded.
"Yes, Ying, when the palace sent someone to deliver the message, they did mention the prince of the Yuezhi tribe."
"Yes, that's it, ah!"
Qin Ying frowned and nodded. After a moment, she clenched her right hand into a small fist and slammed it hard into the palm of her left hand.
Understood!
He now completely understood the second half of the system log!
Oh--
[What Yuezhi Prince?! He's clearly just a down-and-out Xiongnu prince in a false disguise!]
[Modun!]
[Modun!]
This world is so small, and the way things unfold is so miraculous! When he persuaded his grandfather to send a Confucian official as an envoy to the frontier, he never imagined that the gentle flutter of a butterfly's wings would actually whisk the young Maodun from the prairie to Xianyang!
Thinking of the series of things done by this tough guy as recorded in history books, Qin Ying had to admit that this tough guy could indeed be called the "Qin Shi Huang of the Grassland". If his grandfather had not been born more than 20 years earlier than Maodun, and if the time of unification of the Seven Heroes fell behind Maodun's unification of the nomadic tribes, then the future of the Seven Heroes would be uncertain.
Hiss! This was the ruthless man who bullied Liu Bang, teased Empress Lü, and even forced a Han princess to marry! The subsequent rise of the grassland tribes to power and their fierce struggles with the Central Plains dynasties were largely due to the contributions of Maodun, the founder of the Xiongnu Empire.
The little fat boy couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly as he thought about it. No!
If Maodun hadn't been found, that would have been fine! But now that the young Maodun had stumbled upon his grandfather, there was no way he could escape!
After thinking it over carefully, a glint of light flashed in the little fat boy's eyes, and he immediately grinned at his mother in a childish voice and said:
"Mother, mother, take me to my grandfather's place."
"I, too, want to see the prince of the Yuezhi."
"You want to see him too?"
Wang Ling was a little surprised when he heard his son's words.
Qin Ying nodded quickly, like a chick pecking at rice, and even used her trump card, putting her furry little head close to her mother's ear and whispering:
"Mother, Ying, I met the black bird again in my dream last night."
Hearing these familiar words that had almost become a secret code, Wang Ling's face instantly flashed with understanding. He realized that this was a new instruction from Xuanniao Linfan. He stood up from the soft couch holding his son, lowered his head and smiled:
"Okay, Ying, Mother understands. Let's go to the dining room for breakfast first. When the court meeting is almost over, Mother will take you to the palace."
"Uh-huh."
Qin Ying smiled sweetly, got dressed, and was carried by her mother to have breakfast.
About an hour later.
Wang Ling packed herself and her son up, and the mother and son took a carriage to the palace.
At the same time, Fusu, wearing a black cloak, also watched several black-clad soldiers tidy up the somewhat embarrassed Hu boy in the post station, and directly ordered the soldiers to carry him on a stretcher and send him to the carriage.
The young Hu man who was stuffed into the carriage by the Qin people again seemed to be becoming extremely desperate!
He really didn't expect that the Qin people were so fast!
He had just checked into the Qin inn last night, and early this morning, Qin Shi Huang sent someone to pick him up and bring him into the palace!
Feeling the carriage beneath him begin to move slowly, the curly-haired boy clenched his fists so nervously that cold sweats broke out.
After Wang Ling brought her son into the palace, she skillfully handed the fat son to Meng Yi, waved goodbye to the little guy, and turned directly to visit her mother-in-law in the harem.
Meng Yi, holding the little grandson who had entered the palace so early, could not help but whisper with amusement:
"Your Highness, you came to the palace too early today. His Majesty's court meeting hasn't even ended yet."
"No, it doesn't matter. I'll go to the inner hall and wait!"
"Yi, there's a good show today, watch!"
"Good show"
Hearing the young prince's incoherent words, Meng Yi seemed a little confused, but Qin Ying just grinned and didn't point it out.
At three quarters past noon, the court meeting had just ended.
Fusu, who had already brought the young Hu man into the palace and stayed there for more than a quarter of an hour, immediately ordered the soldiers to carry the stretcher to Zhangtai Palace.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into the inner hall, he not only saw his father sitting high beside the lacquer table, but also saw his fat son sitting next to his father.
Seeing the little fellow's eyes sparkling and his face full of anticipation, Fusu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Although he couldn't figure out why the little fat boy was here, he still bowed respectfully to his father and said:
"Your son greets His Majesty, Father."
"Has that young Hu man been brought here?"
The First Emperor lowered his eyes to look at his eldest son below and asked in a calm voice.
"Father, I have brought him into the outer hall and he is waiting. However, the young barbarian has injuries on his shoulders and legs. He cannot stand yet and can only be carried on a stretcher."
The First Emperor nodded:
"Okay, I understand. Please have someone carry him in."
"promise!"
Fusu immediately stood up and hurried outside to call for help.
Hearing the heavier footsteps coming from behind the screen, Qin Ying, who was sitting next to her grandfather, couldn't help but stick her head out to look towards the door of the inner hall.
The next moment, two tall and mighty soldiers in black walked in slowly carrying a stretcher.
After the soldiers carefully placed the stretcher on the wooden floor, a handsome young man wearing a fur-made Hu costume, with long, slightly curly black hair, a high nose, deep eyes, and a slightly dark complexion, appeared in front of the royal grandfather and grandson at the top.
Seeing the slightly moist hairline on the boy's head and his slightly pale face, the First Emperor's gaze deepened.
This young man is afraid! What is he afraid of?
The chubby boy sitting next to the First Emperor couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, as if he were seeing something truly unique. He carefully examined the tall, typical Hu-looking young man below him, thinking to himself, "So this is what Maodun looked like when he was young!"
Qin Ying was sighing inwardly when she saw the injured young man lying on the stretcher, clutching the wound on his right shoulder and struggling to sit up. He then placed his right hand on his left chest, leaned slightly towards his grandfather with a calm gaze, and said in his clumsy Qin dialect:
"Your Majesty, the First Emperor of Qin, I am a prince from the Yuezhi tribe outside the Qin Great Wall. It is an honor to meet you."
Hearing that this opening was a big lie, Qin Ying couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and immediately turned her head to babbling in baby language to her grandfather beside her:
"Aiyaah..." (Grandfather, don't believe him! Xuanniao told his grandson last night that he was not a prince of the Yuezhi tribe, but a hostage of the Yuezhi!)
Although there is only one letter difference between "Prince" and "Proton", there is a huge difference between them!
After hearing what his beloved grandson said, the First Emperor looked at the young Hu man sitting below him with a deeper look in his eyes.
The young Hu man watched as he just finished introducing himself, and then the chubby little baby above him turned his head and said something unclearly to Qin Shihuang. He couldn't help but pursed his lips slightly.
Although he couldn't understand what the little kid sitting at the top was saying, nor did he know the other person's identity, he was sensitive enough to sense that the child gave him a very dangerous feeling! It was as if the child had seen through him with just a glance.
The young Hu man, with a guilty conscience, could not help but press his right hand against his left chest. Then, with a very sincere tone, he looked at the tall, handsome, and majestic stranger kneeling at the head of the group and said seriously:
"My name is Dunmao. Unfortunately, I was injured outside the tribe. I'm very grateful to His Majesty Qin Shi Huang's ministers for rescuing me in the snow!"
"Ya ...
"Dun Mao heard on the road that since your Majesty Qin Shi Huang conquered the world and unified the country, I have always held you in high esteem and have great respect for your achievements! You are truly an extraordinary monarch!"
"Your Majesty, the First Emperor of Qin, I have heard from the Qin officials who have come to my aid that, under your wise leadership, the Yuezhi tribe will soon become a loyal and good friend of the Qin Empire."
"As friends, we have a common enemy—the Huns! Although I don't know why you, Your Majesty, the First Emperor, wanted me captured and brought to Xianyang, you really have the wrong person! I am your good friend~"
"If you can let me go, Dunmao would like to express his sincerest gratitude on behalf of the Yuezhi tribe! After returning home, I will persuade my father to help you fight against the Xiongnu! Please send some people to escort me back to the border! My family must be thinking of me. If my father knew of your kindness, he would definitely be very grateful to you!"
"Ouch..."
Hearing the string of nonsense that Maodun said as soon as he opened his eyes, the little fat boy Ying almost laughed out loud. He immediately covered his mouth with his little hands, his eyes rolling around, like a "little villain" who was slandering the emperor. He pointed at the Hu boy below with his little fat finger, shook the tiger-head hat on his head, and babbled to his grandfather in a baby voice:
"Aa ...
[The impoverished prince! The neighbor's hostage! He will kill his father and brother in the future!]
Hmm... Qin Shi Huang inexplicably felt that this life experience had some similarities.
After hearing his grandson's baby voice, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help but narrow his narrow eyes slightly. It seems that this Xiongnu boy who is full of lies is a man with a story!
Under the horrified gaze of the young Hu man, he saw with wide eyes that Qin Shi Huang, who was sitting at the top, had an indifferent expression on his face, like a terrifying tiger staring at its prey. He narrowed his eyes slightly as if looking at a dead person, and spoke to him slowly, word by word, in a cold tone but with a clear and mellow voice:
"You are not a prince of the Yuezhi, you are a hostage of the Yuezhi."
The Hu boy: "!!!"
"You said your name was 'Dun Mao', but as far as I know, your name is clearly 'Modun'."
Huren boy: "!!!"
"Heh—you said you were a good friend of Daqin and that you and Daqin had the same enemy, the Xiongnu."
The First Emperor sneered, his eyes hardened, and his tone gradually became higher:
"Modun, you really overestimate the strength of your Xiongnu people and underestimate the fighting power of the Qin people! Do you, a poor Xiongnu prince who was sent away as a hostage, really think that I sent 300,000 Qin troops to guard the border just to serve as a lookout for the Xiongnu?!"
"I can tell you frankly today that I tolerated the Xiongnu's invasion of the Hetao region of the Great Qin because I was busy dealing with internal wars and had no time to deal with you!"
"Now that the seven great powers have united, the Great Qin is unified and there is no internal war. You—a down-and-out prince, abandoned by your own father and sent to the Yuezhi as a hostage—have no right to tell me that the Xiongnu are the Great Qin's enemies!"
"You are merely the barbarians I haven't had time to deal with. Haha—a small group of barbarians who don't even understand the meaning of propriety, righteousness, and shame, yet you dare to dream of becoming the enemy of the Great Qin. I tell you clearly, you Xiongnu are not qualified yet!"
"boom--"
It was like a volcano erupting in the snow. Looking at the sharp eyes of the tall man kneeling beside the lacquer table above, and listening to his words that were calm but extremely oppressive, Maodun, whose true identity was exposed as soon as they met, not only had his pupils tremble with shock, but his face also turned pale in an instant.
he!
Qin Shi Huang! How could he be so terrifying?!
He had clearly hidden it so well that even the Qin soldiers and officers who had spent several days with him at the border town didn't see through his Xiongnu identity. How on earth did the Qin Shi Huang, who had been living in Xianyang, know his true identity? And how could he reveal it so easily?!
Not only was Maodun so frightened that cold sweats broke out all over his body, but even Fusu, who had been standing by and watching the whole process, was so shocked when he heard his father directly expose the lies of the Hu boy and reveal his true identity. He immediately looked down at Maodun, who was sitting on the wooden floor with a pale face.
This injured Hu boy turned out to be the Xiongnu prince???
The prince of the Xiongnu was sent to the Yuezhi tribe as a hostage. Later, because he was injured, he was picked up outside the tribe by an envoy from the Qin State, sent to the border town, and then came to Xianyang.
This, this... doesn't this sound too unbelievable?!
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