1840 Indian Rebirth

Chapter 71 [Drinking]

"Yes, the chief wants you to go to the tribe to meet him." It was the messenger from the tribe who spoke.

The horse sentry asked: "Because of what?"

The emissary said: "The chief regrets what happened last year. He hopes to have a face-to-face meeting with you and restore you to the position of war chief."

Ma Shao frowned slightly: "I'm a bit busy for now, let me arrange it."

The messenger hesitated for a moment: "The great chief hopes that you can go to the tribe as soon as possible... In fact, he has been feeling unwell recently, and he is worried that he may not have much time, so he wants to talk to you as soon as possible. Your help."

It sounds reasonable.

But the horse whistle still beckoned, and told the clansmen: "Arrange the envoy to rest and let him taste our wine and food - the drinking house does not restrict him."

The envoy wanted to say something, but several Mianxiong clansmen couldn't help him to say anything, half politely and half forcefully took him to the drinking room, and then they poured alcohol.

As the emissary of the great chief who kept the tent, this man, like the great chief, was also a drinker.

When he smelled the smell of alcohol, he quickly took the spirits obediently, and exchanged glasses with other people in the drinking room, talking and laughing happily.

The room smelled of alcohol and, of course, a jovial air.

"Did you buy this glass from a white man? It looks good, haha." The envoy drank the spirit in the glass and looked at the glass in his hand.

"Yes."

"Glass, it's much better to drink from than a leather bag," said several other drinkers, sipping their wine.

The envoy couldn't help being surprised when he saw it and said, "Why do you drink so little? You're all drinking hard."

A few people smiled politely: "We have to spend a lot of money to drink, if you drink half a glass, the price will triple, so don't dare to drink hard."

"Restrict alcohol! In fact, we also know that drinking is bad, but we still can't quit. Just take a sip, what can we do!"

"But Messenger, you don't have to worry about the alcohol restriction. You can just drink it. We see that you enjoy drinking a lot."

Hearing this, the envoy said disapprovingly, "You have so many rules!"

While talking, there was a lot of ton, ton, and it didn't take long before he got drunk and was staggered out of the drinking room...

After a while, inside the chief's hall.

"How about it, little beast, did you ask something?" Ma Whistle looked at the little beast.

Ma Shao felt that the little beast looked harmless to humans and animals, so he asked him to ask the drunk messenger to see if he could get something out of him.

Ma Shuo had to do this, because he could no longer trust the great chief, after all, he was someone who had murdered him.

The little beast shook his head: "No. Although that guy is drunk, his mouth is quite tight. I didn't ask anything, or he doesn't know anything."

"It may also be that your level is not good." Someone teased him, and he was often teased by people.

The horse whistle was silent for a moment: "What do you guys think?"

The old bear said: "I heard that you had a conflict with the great chief. Although I don't know the specific situation...but he is our great chief after all. Since he is willing to reconcile with you, go and talk to him face to face. , are all family."

But Du Wang immediately said: "Guarding the tent has absolutely no good intentions, he is just a narrow-minded old guy! Chief, you must not go to the tribe!"

The horse whistle looked at the stone crow.

Although Shi Ya is definitely not resourceful, but as his teacher, he is naturally more trusted by him.

Moreover, compared with other clansmen, Shi Ya's ability is considered to be relatively outstanding. Young people are not as experienced as him, and middle-aged and elderly people are not as literate as him.

So Ma Whistle always listened to Shi Ya's thoughts when making a decision. Although it was mostly useless, it could be understood if he listened at the same time.

Shi Crow murmured, "I think what Old Xiong and Du Tiao said make sense."

"One thing to say, it's true." The little beast also nodded in response.

Horse whistle sighed.

However, this matter is actually not difficult to choose. It is absolutely impossible for him to trust the great chief. He highly suspects that the great chief wants to have a grand feast.

But he also had some scruples about directly ignoring the orders of the great chief.

As the leader of the plain tribe, Shou Tent has a high prestige.After all, all the clans of the Plains tribe were basically differentiated from the clan where the tent was kept.

In Ma Shao's cognition, Shou tent's status in the tribe is somewhat similar to that of Zhou Tianzi in ancient China... Of course, compared with Zhou Tianzi, this is not even the youth version.

All in all, the relationship between tribes and clans is somewhat similar to the enfeoffment system in early China.

After much deliberation, Ma Shuo made a decision—to take the army to meet the chief.

If the warchief really meant no harm, it wouldn't hurt to settle.

If the great chief wants to do something, he will never be soft.

It is obviously an act of disrespect to bring an army to meet the war chief.In the ancient Chinese style of painting, it is necessary to use the banner of "Qing Jun's side", but it seems that there is no better solution.

"Du Wang, gather a hundred soldiers tomorrow and follow me to the tribe." Ma Whistle said.

In the early morning of the next day, seeing a hundred soldiers assembled neatly behind the horse post, the envoy widened his eyes: "This...you, why do you bring so many soldiers?"

"Beware of white people." Horse Whistle said.

The envoy tried to argue: "White people? There are no white cities nearby, and the journey to the tribe is not far away. The great chief wants to see you, but you bring so many soldiers with you. You are simply despising the great chief!"

No matter what he said: "I believe the chief will understand me, well, let's go."

The tribe is located about 100 kilometers to the south, and the horse post leads more than [-] people, and they are not in a hurry, so they have to walk for a week anyway.

Plains Tribes.

Ever since the Comanche emissary's visit, the rainy mood has been anxious.

He didn't know what the great chief was up to, and despite his repeated insinuations, the great chief remained vague.

This heightened his anxiety.

It was clear that the warchief didn't want to be honest with him.And as a close friend of the horse post, the chief didn't want to tell him the truth, and the reason was obvious.

Rainy Day had faintly realized the great chief's plan, but he was still lucky and always wanted to confirm it before making a decision.

Finally on this night, a hunt was over, and people returned to the tribe with the harvested bison, and then held a barbecue party to enjoy spirits and barbecue.

At the barbecue party, Shou tent drank a lot of spirits, his face flushed and his body shook.

On a rainy day, he hesitated for a moment, then walked to Shou tent and said, "The great chief."

"Drink!" The tent guard handed him a bag of wine directly, and instructed without explanation, smelling of alcohol while speaking.

(End of this chapter)