Xiao Song felt that Na Si must have been cuckolded.

How to say, then the person Si looks... in fact, he is really not good-looking, his figure is a bit short, and his face is also the face of a typical grassland man. He has a big face, yellow-brown skin, flat chin, protruding cheekbones, not high nose bridge, and slightly protruding lips. Although they are all yellow people, they don’t look like Han people at first glance.

But his children really surprised Xiao Song. First of all, the boy who recognized him as his godfather. He had slender and strong figure. Although he had single eyelids, he could be regarded as having a pretty eyebrow. His skin was not fair, but it could be seen that it was the result of long-term activity in the sunlight. After all, he was a boy, and his slightly dark skin made him look a little heroic.

As for facial appearance, this is definitely an indescribable appearance. Based on Xiao Song’s knowledge from the photo book, the child’s current facial appearance can be called the appearance of wearing purple and yellow, and he will definitely be a person in the future.

Like Na Si, he could speak fluent Chinese language, and his etiquette was not as reckless as Xiao Song thought. He was also very impressed by the impression that the people on the grassland were rough and wild. Although they were wearing grassland clothes, their core was a straight Han man.

There is a standing posture, and there is a sitting posture. Advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and speaking in a moderate manner. It can be said that parents have absolutely devoted a lot of effort to cultivate this child.

He was so popular that after recognizing Song Beiyun as his adoptive father, Xiao Song gave him a set of limited edition gold thread bound Four Books and Five Classics, and a carry-on waist knife as a gift. Jin Ling'er and the others also liked this child very much, and they gave him a lot of things back and forth.

The same is true for Na Si's daughter. She was obviously the one who was favored at home. It is said that grassland people treat women like cows and horses, but this little baby is the kind of treasure that everyone has in their hearts.

She was lively and active, not afraid of strangers, and was bigger than Gangdan. She looked cute like a doll. When she saw the adults talking about things, she found Gangdan who was eavesdropping on her own, and then pulled him out to play. She also said bluntly that he was good-looking and she liked it.

Gangdan was not the little girl's opponent. She was dragged on the ground with her hands, and two helpless brake lines were drawn under her feet, which made the adults in front of her laugh.

"If Lord Song doesn't dislike it, it's better to let the little girl in the family marry the son. When the young master reaches the crown, he will get married."

Xiao Song turned his head and looked at Jin Ling'er, and pointed at her with his finger: "She has the final say in the family."

Nasi stood up and bowed to Jin Ling'er, "I've seen Your Highness the Princess."

"No need to be polite." Jin Ling'er looked at Song Beiyun and looked at Na Si again: "It is not arbitrary to do the matter of children's marriage for the time being. It is better to let them choose their own future. After all, the forced melon is not sweet."

That Si knew in his heart that His Highness the Princess rejected the intention of kissing the baby, but that Si could indeed understand that the child was Song Beiyun's son after all, and also the golden branch and jade leaves of the Song Dynasty. He would be a prince in the future. Why should he climb this high branch?

Unless you can become a big sweat on the grassland, you will really have to rely on the children to meet them in the future.

At this time, when the steel egg outside cried, Xiao Song just glanced at it, but instead the Si rushed out anxiously.

Before he reached the door, his daughter shouted, "Please pack this wolf teeth necklace for me, and I'll come to you when I grow up!"

After hearing this, Song Beiyun laughed and raised his hand to Na Si and said, "Brother, why are you excited? The child's beating is normal. My family is not a fan of men as delicate as powder. The man must be as heroic as your son. Come on."

"At." Nasi's son immediately stood up: "Entertainment Father."

"You don't have a Chinese name yet?" Xiao Song got up and walked to the stage, waved at him: "Gyam, I'll give you a Chinese name."

Naming is actually a major event in life for boys. Only heaven, earth, king, parents and teachers can name men. Song Beiyun gave this name, which means that he has actually recognized his adopted son.

"Yes, adoptive father."

After helping Song Beiyun grinding the ink, he unfolded the rice paper and started painting on it. After a while, a horse appeared on it. Then he wrote a message in Turkic text, and wrote eight words in Chinese characters: sitting on the grassland and caring about the sea.

Seeing this, Na Si's face turned pale...

"Mr. Song, this...this..."

"Haha..." Xiao Song waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's going to be used when he becomes a big sweat."

"I dare not...I dare not..."

Na Si quickly shook his head. The Turkic text in this painting means the journey of all directions, like a tiger adding wings. Adding the eight words in Chinese, this is simply to tell everyone that their tribe has ambitions. It is a tribe that wears small shoes at that time, and may even be exterminated.

"That's right." Xiao Song sighed: "The descendants of descendants may not allow another Genghis Khan."

As he said that, he tore the painting clean and replaced it with a girl holding a lamb. The girl saw that she was the little princess on the grassland who was chasing the steel egg at the door and was about to kiss her.

"The heart changes freely, and the world is full of peace." After Xiao Song finished writing, he looked at his adopted son: "The name of Han is Song Ping, is it okay?"

"Honored."

Song Ping...Si let out a sigh of relief in his heart, glad that Lord Song did not make any mistakes.

This is good...it's good, the words are good, and they won't be targeted, that's good.

Moreover, Song Beiyun's Song was officially appointed by the government as the same surname as the country. In theory, he could not resign his surname casually, but this is an adopted son and has a different meaning.

After thanking Song Beiyun, the Si asked Song Ping to go outside to take care of his younger brother and sister, and Jin Ling'er also consciously said goodbye and left, and there were two men left in front of the hall immediately.

"Are you guys making things difficult for you?"

Before Na Si could speak, Song Beiyun took the lead in asking questions. Na Si sighed helplessly: "He may have to cut off the right to trade between our troops and the Song Dynasty and replace it with his confidant tribe."

"I'm thinking too much." Xiao Song raised his legs and crossed his legs: "You go and ask, the whole Song Liao Dynasty, I, Song Beiyun, said I can't do business with anyone, and who dares to sell a pound of iron and a pound of grain. Do you really think that if you change people in the grassland, don't you have to say hello to me? Are you worried that you are too worried."

Na Si smiled bitterly: "Mr. Song, it would be great if it was so simple. He is not a fool. He knows this truth. What he means is to let our troops become naturalized in other departments."

"Hmm?" Xiao Song frowned: "It's obvious that he is going to mess with you. Are you showing off your strength?"

"I don't know..."

"But that's right, there is no airtight wall in the world." Xiao Song shook his feet and said, "Then you are in danger. If you are naturalized here and there, your tribe will eventually become a waste department that planted grass at home for them to suck blood."

"Who said no?" The chief sighed: "What's the solution for Lord Song?"

"Song State promised not to interfere in other people's internal affairs." Xiao Song turned his hand and supported his chin on the armrest of the chair: "This is not easy to deal with."

"ah?"

"But it's hard to handle, it's hard to handle, and it's not impossible to handle." Song Beiyun raised his eyes: "How many tribes have bad relations with you Han?"

"About 30%, but since the Han Dynasty lost in the battle between the two Jin Dynasties, it may be more than 40% now."

"Um……"

Xiao Song pondered for a moment: "400,000 kilograms of grain and 100,000 weapons. How many people can you win over?"

Na Si raised his head, and a light burst out in his eyes: "Many."

“Many is how many.”

"It's enough to look at the Han troops from the side of Yinshan." Na Si narrowed his eyes and said, "But behind us is the Song and Liao realm, and there is no danger to defend. If you are assaulted by cavalry, it's probably..."

Xiao Song waved his hand: "I will give you a teaching team and teach you how to fight cavalry."

Na Si's breathing became rapid. He knew that Song Beiyun was a master of cavalry in front of him. So far, neither the Jin cavalry, the Western Xia cavalry nor the grassland cavalry had ever won a victory in his hands.

"As it said, I can give you all the things you want." Xiao Song continued: "But the problem is here, so we are ugly, how can I know that you will not become an enemy? The Song Dynasty cannot withstand a person as great as the stars and the sea to attack it, and the Liao Dynasty cannot withstand it. What I want is peace."

Na Si lowered his head and was silent for a while, then raised his head and placed his hand on his chest: "The Sei Department will never offend the border."

Xiao Song smiled on his face. He knew that such words were farting, but it didn't matter that he didn't need the loyalty of a grassland tribe. He just needed Da Song to have an agent in the grassland, give him weapons, food, and give him courage to block the greater storm from the side of Yinshan.

As for the future, when the 210 fire comes out, they will not talk about cavalry and will be useless to invite ghost soldiers.

"Then I wish you a victory in advance." Xiao Song picked up the teacup and took a sip: "I'll wait for good news for you to become a big man."

Na Si stood up and said, "Thank you, Lord Song, I won't bother you today."

After seeing off Na Si's family, Xiao Song sat in front of the dim hall and sat alone for a long time. Because he knew that the war was coming again, it was just that this war would not burn to the country. This separatist war on the grassland may cause a change in the entire East Asia pattern.

Then suddenly an idea flashed into his mind, should he take the opportunity to swallow Xixia while the grassland war begins? Then he will defend the western gate of East Asia and let this place stay at home for 30 years.

Theories are feasible, and practice begins.

"Come."

Xiao Song called out, and Xiao Yu immediately walked out of the darkness: "Here, Lord Song."

"Let Pan Weixi get over."

"Yes, Xiaoyu will do it now."
Chapter completed!