Memoirs of the Heavenly Khan

Chapter 217 He, Da Yeshuang, is nothing more than a bandit.

Chapter 217 He, Da Yeshuang, is nothing but a bandit.

In the music.

Erzhu Zhao led several brothers from the army to a song and dance hall in Leluli. Upon entering, they found the hall empty, with few customers.

To be precise, there's only one!
"Jump! Why aren't you jumping anymore!"

Erzhu Shilong's voice came over, tinged with drunkenness and anger.

Erzhu Zhao walked up from behind and said:
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

The entire Erzhu family had only one main body, which was Erzhu Rong.

Although Erzhu Shilong was Erzhu Rong's cousin, his relationship with Erzhu Zhao was more like that of competitors than that of elder and junior.

Among the Erzhu clan, Erzhu Zhao was the most prestigious after Erzhu Rong. In the environment of the North, high martial prowess and fighting skills meant prestige. Erzhu Shilong, on the other hand, was timid but quick-witted, the type who wouldn't thrive in the North.

Therefore, although he was an elder, Erzhu Zhao did not show him the same reverence as he did Erzhu Rong.

Erzhu Shilong walked out of the palace, his heart filled with sorrow.

"I asked His Majesty for Princess Shouyang's hand in marriage, but His Majesty did not agree."

Erzhu Zhao listened with great disdain.

"What Your Majesty? If General Tianzhu says he is, then he is; if he says he isn't, then he isn't. The same goes for you. Yuan Juli may be beautiful, but there are plenty of beautiful women in Luoyang. Is she worth all this trouble?"

Erzhu Shilong blushed, looked at Erzhu Zhao, and said:
"You don't understand. No matter how beautiful those women are, they are not princesses."

Erzhu Zhao laughed:
"You're just like He Liuhun!"

"He Liuhun is a smart man; he understands things you don't!"

Erzhu Shilong said mournfully.

Erzhu Zhao was the kind of person who believed that force could overcome all obstacles, but Erzhu Shilong was different. It was precisely because he had read books and understood the ways of the world that he knew how the world was.
Erzhu clan, Qihu!

Both the Northern Wei and the Southern Liang dynasties were at the bottom of the social hierarchy.

In the eyes of the powerful clans all over the world, they were nothing but barbarians!
Erzhu Shilong wanted to marry Yuan Juli, partly because he liked her, and partly because he hoped to change his status as a barbarian Qihu and enter the world of the Celestial Dragons through marriage.

Erzhu Zhao waved his hand dismissively.

"Isn't it just that set of four noble surnames, A, B, C, and D? What's so special about them? Those noble ladies from aristocratic families are all the same when they're trying to please the emperor. What's with all the pretense of being high and mighty? The Tuoba clan was just a barbarian from the north back then. After they succeeded, they pretended to change their surname and became the head of all the surnames!"

Upon hearing this, Erzhu Shilong chuckled softly, seemingly laughing at Erzhu Zhao's naiveté.

"Don't you believe me? We followed General Tianzhu to pacify the world, and our Erzhu clan will be the head of all clans!"

Erzhu Shilong shook his head.

"Is it as easy as you say that no one has been able to do something that has been accomplished for over two hundred years? When the Great Wei was at its strongest, how mighty it was, yet it still suffered a loss at Zhongli and never recovered. Even if you can defeat Xiao Yan and take over the Liang Kingdom, can the hearts of the people of the world be so easily won over by my Erzhu clan? Not to mention the powerful clans like Cui, Lu, Zheng, Wang, and Li, can they be so easily subdued?"

Erzhu Zhao couldn't answer Erzhu Shilong's question, and he waved his hand, somewhat annoyed.

"You've read too many books by Han Chinese scholars. Why overthink things? If you ask me, just drink."

Erzhu Zhao sat down beside Erzhu Shilong and called out:

"Pour the wine! Pour the wine!"

Erzhu Zhao asked as he drank:

Why doesn't Yuan Ziyou marry his sister to you?

"They say she's already promised to someone!"

"Who?"

"Ohno is cool!"

Upon hearing Erzhu Shilong's words, Erzhu Zhao's expression changed. What he had previously taken for granted now became a matter of great concern.

"Didn't Da Yeshuang already marry a princess? Why is he marrying another one? What would Yuan Juli be if she married him? Would she be his concubine?"

Erzhu Shilong gave a bitter smile and spoke of what he cared about most and what caused him the most pain.

"Even if she were to become a concubine, she wouldn't want to marry me. Is it any of your business?"

Upon hearing this, Erzhu Zhao finally understood Erzhu Shilong's bitterness and immediately flew into a rage. "I haven't even settled accounts with Daye Shuang yet! I've written so many letters to Guanzhong, asking my daughter, Xiao Erzhu, to come back, but I haven't heard a word. He must be the one interfering!"

Although Erzhu Shilong was also angry, he still advised:
"It's been so long, what's the point of writing letters? At worst, you'll end up like Da Erzhu, having to pay some dowry. You should know that in General Tianzhu's heart, his sworn brother Da Yeshuang is more important than any of us! Look at what he did in Luoyang. If it were anyone else, General Tianzhu would have killed them eight hundred times over!"

Erzhu Zhao gritted his teeth and, seeing a group of dancers emerge from the dance hall, immediately slammed his fist on the table.

"Why are they all old and ugly? Where have all the young and beautiful ones died?!"

This roar sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Erzhu Zhao grabbed the singer by the collar and questioned him:

Where have all the young and beautiful girls gone?

Seeing Erzhu Zhao's murderous gaze, the song hall owner was terrified and said:

They're all gone!

"In this chaotic world, where can these weak women who only know how to sing and dance go?"

"Go, go..."

"Say!"

"They all went to Guanzhong with the Duke of Tang!"

Erzhu Shilong sensed something was amiss, bypassed Erzhu Zhao, and questioned:

"Will Ono Sawa take these dancers with her to Guanzhong?"

"Originally, the Duke of Tang's people were unwilling to take them, but they were familiar with the craftsmen in the nearby neighborhoods, and since they said they were family members, they went along!"

Erzhu Shilong's expression changed drastically, and he asked:
"What kind of craftsman?"

"The artisans from the surrounding area all went to Guanzhong with the Duke of Tang's fleet."

Erzhu Shilong suddenly laughed, his face darkening, and asked:

"Isn't it better to stay in Luoyang? Why go to that impoverished Guanzhong region?"

The singer couldn't answer, so Erzhu Shilong killed him with a single stroke.

Blood splattered everywhere, covering him completely. Erzhu Shilong then pointed to a dancer, who became terrified and burst into tears.

"What are you all crying about? It's just death!"

An older dancer stepped forward and faced Erzhu Shilong without any fear.

Erzhu Shilong questioned:
"you say!"

"We would rather die than serve the northerners, let alone you barbarians!"

The dancer was prepared to die, but Erzhu Shilong laughed, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

"Erzhu Zhao, you see? Even these bitches look down on us!"