Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

Chapter 33 Persian Dancer
Looking at the Mongolian soldiers in front of him and the Persian woman pressing behind them, Zhang Yong was speechless at this time.

What's going on?What did I say wrongly?Did you understand something wrong?
Or is it that there is no gang Qiu Chuji to talk to today?It puts you in a good mood, so you gave me a girl.

At the banquet today, it seemed that I really asked Genghis Khan to see the Persian beauty dance, and Genghis Khan also agreed.

It's just that it's another day, but this another day is a different day. Why not hit the sun?
"Mr. Zhang! This Persian woman comes from a noble family in Khwarezm. She is the daughter of a great city lord. Today, on the orders of the Great Khan, I come to deliver her to you." The Mongolian soldier in front of him saw Zhang Yong. Moved, he continued.

"Ahem! Since she was rewarded by the Great Khan, let her come into the house! Thank you for your hard work, I will give you some silver ingots." After Zhang Yong finished speaking, he first brought the Persian woman into the camp.

Then he looked up and down at the Persian woman. She was extremely tall, about 1.7 and a half meters tall. In her previous life, she was a model-level height, let alone now.

With a perfect nine-head body, I am 1.8 meters tall, but this girl is only half a head shorter than me.

Wearing some gold jewelry on her head and a light red dress.

She covered her face with a black veil, revealing only two big black eyes, with curved eyelashes hanging downward, and a head of dark brown hair.

In terms of skin, this Persian woman is not as white as the Han Chinese woman from the Central Plains, but she has a healthy complexion of wheat color.

Because the facial features were covered with a black veil, Zhang Yong couldn't see it, but looking at his figure, his face shouldn't be much different.

Moreover, wearing a veil gives people a hazy feeling, but it has a unique flavor.

Ahem!Overall, this girl looks pretty good.

After all, it was something Genghis Khan rewarded you. If you don't want it, you will be slapping Genghis Khan in the face. The Mongolian character is that you must accept what he rewards you. If you don't accept it, he will be very angry.

Therefore, it is impossible to send this Persian woman away. We can only invite her in and send her back. Maybe she will be harmed. What if she is given to someone else?
Besides, there is nothing wrong with following him, and Tian Lian can see that he has traveled to ancient times for more than half a year, and has been in the Mongolian military camp for more than half a month.

You are also a normal man, okay?I also have needs in that regard. Since you are so polite, Khan, I won’t be polite.

Zhang Yong took a few small silver pieces from the two boxes of treasures given to him by Genghis Khan and gave them to the Mongolian soldiers in front of him.

After all, people still have to deal with the world.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for the money! Mr. Zhang, this slave girl will be left with you. Let's go." Several Mongolian soldiers were very happy after taking the money. They bowed to Zhang Yong and left with joy on their faces. (Using reward or farewell is not a good idea. There is no such word in Mongolian. Recently, there are always people saying why Mongolians speak. Why can’t they be more polite? Damn it, can Mongolians speak politely? Everything I write is a little polite. Yes, there was a comment recently about why the protagonist can speak Mongolian? Didn’t I say you haven’t read the first dozen chapters of Horse Riding?)

After sending away several Mongolian soldiers, Zhang Yong returned to his camp.

At this time, the Persian woman was sitting in the tent with a scared look on her face, her hands on her knees, and her whole body was shaking.

After seeing Zhang Yong come in, he started to tremble even more.

"Sir! Did you ask Genghis Khan for a wife?" Bamui looked at Zhang Yong and asked.

"No! I just said that I wanted to see the Persian beauty dance during today's banquet. Who knows how sweaty we are, so I sent her over." Zhang Yong said.

"Isn't that the same as asking for it? No wonder he sent it over. Master, where will I sleep tonight?" Bamui asked.

There will be a lot of excitement in my master's tent today. After all, a girl is here. As long as it's a man, it must be lively.As a qualified servant, he knew that he had to leave, and he might not even be able to sleep in a tent in the future, but he didn't want to live in a sheepfold.

"Those four Mongolian soldiers also have a tent nearby. You can take two blankets to sleep with them." Zhang Yong touched his chin and said.

"Well! Let me sleep in the sheepfold! It doesn't matter if you sleep in the sheepfold for a day occasionally." Bamui said.

What a joke!Let him squeeze in with the four Mongolian soldiers. He would rather sleep in the sheepfold.

"Then just take two blankets and sleep in the sheepfold! It's not particularly cold now." Zhang Yong said.

This guy didn't even dare to go to those four Mongolian soldiers to stay for a night, so he would rather sleep in the sheepfold. If you really have one, there's also the Assassin Grand Master!
"Master! This one is here. I will definitely live with you in the future. See if you can arrange a place for me." Bamui came to Zhang Yong holding two woolen blankets, smiled and said asked.

After all, you can’t sleep in the sheepfold every day!You have to find yourself a safe place to rest.

"So, what do you want to say?" Zhang Yong asked.

"Master, why don't you ask them for another tent? Anyway, they have many of them. In this case, the servants who come over in the future can also live with us." Bamui said.

"I understand. I will ask them to make another tent tomorrow morning and let you live in it then.

Take those slaves who sleep in the sheepfold with you and set up a few more beds.If there are any more slaves from now on, you will all sleep inside. Zhang Yong nodded and said.

"You are such a generous master. It is my honor to follow you. God bless you to fight well tonight." After saying this, Bamui picked up his luggage and left the tent. Before leaving, he also helped Zhang Yong to pull up the tent. superior.

"Can you speak Mongolian?" Zhang Yong came to sit down next to the Persian beauty and asked.

Why don't we communicate first and have a chat before we talk.

"Abak, Su Keli, Dulu, Subu." The Persian beauty saw Zhang Yong sitting over and instinctively began to distance herself.

Then he kept shaking his head and said a series of words that Zhang Yong couldn't understand at all.

All right!I knew there was a language barrier, but I didn’t plan to learn another language.

But it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand the language. You understand some human body language expressions.

Zhang Yong didn't mean to be polite anymore, he stepped forward and picked up the Persian girl, put her on his shoulders, and walked towards the felt bed.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Wuwu!" The little beauty was so frightened that her face turned pale, tears streaming down her face, and she kept beating Zhang Yong with her little fists.

But a girl who weighs more than 100 kilograms obviously cannot resist a strong man who weighs more than 80 kilograms.

cut!Since I can't communicate with you, what am I waiting for?

I've been holding it in for more than half a year, let's go to bed!

(End of this chapter)