Chapter 82: Beihu

The Beihu people were originally nomadic herders, and the tribes often migrated, although now all the tribes have a real Beihu king, but their whereabouts are still uncertain. Wei Heming and others were unlucky, and in the past few days, the shopkeeper Huang took Wei Heming and his party to sleep in the open, but they only found a few scattered Hu people's tents.

Fortunately, Shopkeeper Huang and others are used to doing business in Beihu, and they have long been accustomed to exploring around in this vast grassland, but they have not made any trouble.

It's just that Wei Heming's face is silent, but he is also quite anxious in his heart, this trip is already risky, and there is not much memory of his previous life to help him with one or two, and every day it drags on, there will be one more variable.

A few days ago, the group also encountered steppe wolves.

It is also thanks to the rich experience of the shopkeeper Huang and his party, and Wei Heming and Chu Fengge are not really powerless scholars, so they escaped this catastrophe.

It's just that everyone saw Chu Fengge's skill in killing wolves with a knife, so they all learned to take the afterglow to see the two of them, and sometimes they got closer to them, so they didn't even dare to take a breath.

Even Shopkeeper Huang quietly came to inquire: "The young master's guards are really skilled. ”

Wei Heming smiled: "I can't afford to hire such a guard, if you really have to start from scratch, he is my boss." ”

Chu Fengge listened disapprovingly: "When have I ever enslaved you?"

Wei Heming glared at him: "I'd rather you send me." ”

The shopkeeper Huang watched the two of them stop talking and laughing, and he had a plan in his heart, and he was even more jealous of the identities of these two people.

Wei Heming didn't say it casually, I don't know what went wrong in this life and the previous life, Chu Fengge had more Wen Chu at the beginning, as long as he mentioned some trivial work, he would have Wen Chu's help to do it.

As for the rest, Chu Fengge refused to let him touch it.

Wei Heming has never been a wanderer, when he knelt down with Chu Fengge, he didn't plan to look back. In this life, he also made a clear position with Chu Fengge early, as long as Chu Fengge is willing to use it, he will do it.

But Chu Fengge didn't want to use him.

Wei Heming was a chess piece that even Chu Shen was reluctant to put down, but Chu Fengge was willing to let him go, put him on the court for nothing, and let him act according to his heart.

Unlike King Wen Rui, who was focused on the throne in his previous life, the Chu Fengge in front of him was more arbitrary, more willful, and defended him. So much so that Chu Fengge's great cause of plotting to usurp the throne was Wei Heming's turn to worry about him.

Wei Heming couldn't tell if he was more worried or more inexplicably warm.

Wei Heming grabbed the reins of the horse in his hand, and heard someone shouting in front of him: "Boss, I see the people, the tribe in front is not small!"

Hearing the news, the whole caravan was shocked, and even the face of the shopkeeper Huang showed joy, "I finally saw it." ”

Saying that, the shopkeeper Huang ordered everyone to dismount, only to stay on the horse, tied a flag like a ghost painting on the horse's buttocks, and specially explained to Wei Heming: "Bother the young master to take two more steps, this is the rule of this group of Hu people, maybe you will have to see what we look like in a while-they can see a fart!"

Wei Heming nodded.

When the caravan marched slowly to the front of the tribe, they saw a group of Hu people riding tall and fat horses, shouting and rushing towards the caravan, and surrounded the caravan in the middle.

There were more timid people in the caravan, and when they saw that these Hu people were acting like horse thieves, they couldn't help but shrink their necks, which made the group of Hu people laugh even more.

The shopkeeper Huang had a smile on his face, spoke in a nonsense that he didn't know what tone he took, pointed to the flag and said with a gesture, and he couldn't see Fang Cai's disgusted look at all.

The Hu man who was the leader looked at him arrogantly, but he didn't make a gesture, but deliberately slowed down his speech.

The shopkeeper Huang stuffed something into the Hu man's hand, and the Hu man was satisfied, and waved his hand to let everyone withdraw to both sides, looking at the caravan from time to time, like a wolf looking at the meat that was about to reach his mouth.

The shopkeeper Huang cursed in a low voice: "The little ghost is difficult." ”

Wei Heming lowered his eyelids slightly, not allowing himself to look at those Hu people, for fear that he would not be able to restrain his expression and show hatred.

When he visited Song Yi, he didn't feel it, but when he really saw these Beihu, he found that the hostility to Beihu had long been melted into his blood.

In the previous life, when guarding Lingbei, there were wars again and again, as long as you saw this group of Hu people riding tall horses, it meant killing, blood, and parting with life and death.

So much so that as long as he saw this group of people, his mind would keep flashing back to those fragments of Lingbei.

Countless times I have watched the sacrifice of the soldiers, and countless times I have looked forward to the support that the Jingshi will never be able to wait for. He hated more and more that he couldn't go into battle to lead the troops, and he hated Beihu's attack more and more.

No matter how good the strategy is, no matter how good the plan, it can't save everyone.

What's more, he is not good at the art of war.

These desperate and difficult memories have long been cast in the depths of his memory, which is difficult to erase and forget.

A hand quietly grasped his, and a steady stream of heat passed through the palm of his hand.

Wei Heming paused, broke free from those blood-colored memories, and finally felt a moment of peace in that warmth.

Sweeping over with his afterglow, Chu Fengge's back was still tense, and every muscle seemed to be waiting for a battle, but the hand holding him was warm and gentle.

Wei Heming couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and his index finger slowly swiped in his palm, causing that hand to clench him tighter.

The caravan passed by the Hu people's "welcome in the middle of the road" in silence, and Chu Fengge raised his hand and signaled slightly: "Young master, this is inviting me to sleep together tonight?"

Wei Heming glared at him with a smile: "I've never seen you kick your nose in the face like this." ”

Chu Fengge snorted lightly, and his tone became more and more ambiguous......

Wei Heming tightened his face: "Do your spring and autumn dreams." As he spoke, he looked left and right, and was slightly relieved to see that no one heard it: when Chu Fengge said those words to him, he always called him "adult", if it was because of this identity leakage, then he really didn't know how to explain it.

The people have entered the tribe of the Hu people, and the inhabitants are not as fierce as the previous ones, but they are all tall and stout, and even the women are too weak and weak, all of them are dressed in bright Hu clothes, going in and out of the Hu tent, shouting and catering to each other Hu language one after another, and the air is filled with a strong exotic atmosphere.

The faces of the Han people in the caravan were very eye-catching, and some girls stared at them non-stop, giggling and pushing each other, which made Wei Heming a little embarrassed.

Chu Fengge remembered that the grand occasion of throwing fruit when he was in the middle of the flower exploration came, and couldn't help but say, "You can attract bees and butterflies." ”

Wei Heming glanced at him in surprise, and couldn't help laughing: "You are wrong, this group of Beihu girls is afraid that they will not look down on me, if you really say that you can only attract bees and butterflies, I am afraid that you can only recruit them." ”

Seeing Chu Fengge's questioning face, Wei Heming explained: "I once read in the book that the women of Beihu Shangwu, the women here are different from the Jingshi, they all love the mighty and brave warriors, like the white-faced scholars like Zaixia, I am afraid that they will not be able to see them." It's you, I'm afraid it's very much to their taste. ”

Chu Fengge swept his head when he heard this, and there were really a few girls and women pointing at him and whispering, and when they saw his gaze passing, they even beckoned to him and chuckled, forcing him to hold back those frivolous words in his stomach.

Wei Heming looked at him like this, and couldn't help but gloat: "You actually have today." ”

The Hu people brought the caravan into a tent, which was surrounded by wool felt, which was unusually warm, and the ground was covered with thick felt. Wei Heming wrinkled his nose, as if he could smell the smell of beef and sheep from this tent.

The shopkeeper Huang gave up the innermost place in the tent to the two of them, and while everyone was packing their luggage, he said in a low voice: "Those Hu people said that the leader here is willing to meet us at night, since I have already sent the two of you here, do you want to give me a thorough understanding of the bottom, so that I can know what the two of you plan to do in the future?"

Shopkeeper Huang guessed all the way, but he didn't understand why such two young people, who were either rich or noble, had traveled thousands of miles and risked to come to this Beihu.

Wei Heming blinked: "Shopkeeper Huang, it's about the imperial court, I guess you still don't know about it." ”

Shopkeeper Huang smiled bitterly: "Young master, you have come to this point, even if you die, you should also let the little one understand." ”

From the moment he was taken by these two people in Lingbei and took them to Beihu, he knew that this road must not be peaceful.

Since nothing major happened on the road, the real risk was later.

Wei Heming looked at the Huang shopkeeper for a long time, until even the Huang shopkeeper was a little hairy, then he pointed to Chu Fengge beside him and lowered his voice: "This is the current King of Wenrui." ”

Shopkeeper Huang nodded, still waiting to hear the next words, and suddenly saw that Wei Heming had stopped talking, as if he hadn't said anything.

He woke up suddenly.

King Wenrui!

If the people in other places may not have any idea, he is not very clear about the line between Lingbei and Beihu all the year round.

The little prince who has been kept in captivity in Beijing, originally everyone said that the glory of King Wenrui was only cut off in this generation, but he didn't want to be put into the army a few years ago - like letting a tiger return to the mountain, and there were rumors of murderous habits immediately.

Shopkeeper Huang stared at Chu Fengge, his lips moved, and he forced himself to swallow back the sentence "knock on the prince".

King Wenrui, wasn't it rumored a few days ago that he was escorting his envoys to Beihu? It was precisely this news that made them, the smugglers, believe that the border has been peaceful recently, and they can come and leave this batch of goods with confidence.

Wait a minute...... King Wenrui is here, and the envoy is ......

Wei Heming was staring at him, with a smile and a looming coercion in his eyes.

The envoy is right in front of him!

Shopkeeper Huang thought about the introduction of those storytellers: handsome, young Tanhualang - yes, that's right, it's the one in front of you.

What is the name of the envoy...... Wei Heming, Wei Heming, just one word difference, what else is there to question?

The envoy who was supposed to send an envoy to negotiate peace did not bring a single escort, only two people lurking in his caravan with King Wenrui. If he hadn't been in Beihu's felt tent at this time, he would have even thought that these two had come out to elope!

Shopkeeper Huang couldn't help but smile bitterly: Don't ask you, you have to ask, now the answer is to know, there is such a big thing on the stall - can your little life be saved?

Wei Heming looked at his expression and knew in his heart: "Shopkeeper Huang doesn't have to worry, I have no malice with His Highness." ”

Shopkeeper Huang looked at him, and glanced at Chu Fengge with his spare eyes: You have no malice, the famous little prince may not be ......

Wei Heming cleared his throat: "It's just malice, and the shopkeeper also got on this thief ship, and he couldn't get down." ”

Shopkeeper Huang nodded dejectedly: "That's what you said." ”

Wei Heming hooked the corners of his lips: "Since the shopkeeper is a smart person, why don't we talk about business?"

The original sloppy eyes of the shopkeeper Huang suddenly focused on the young envoy in front of him, obviously with a somewhat juvenile face, but there was a very discordant old and spicy skill, obviously already a veteran of negotiation and calculation.

Strange Dao had those rumors at a young age, and today's young people have already become elites.

Shopkeeper Huang only felt more and more bitter in his mouth, and he was even more worried about his own safety: "You say, listen below." ”

Wei Heming looked at the bitter gourd face of the shopkeeper Huang and felt interesting, and he no longer sold it: "You only treat us as a big business, and let the leader introduce us to the new king of Beihu, okay?"

When the shopkeeper heard this, he was even more panicked: "Look at what you said lightly......"

"It's not very difficult to do," Wei Heming gently cut off the words of the shopkeeper Huang, although his tone was soft, but with a meaning that could not be refused. "Who in Lingbei doesn't know that the shopkeeper Huang is the most neat, and it is easy to think about this matter to the shopkeeper, it just depends on whether you are willing to help us with this. ”

Thinking about his handle, and then thinking about the identities of the two people in front of him, the shopkeeper Huang finally lowered his head: "The adult has won the award, and I am willing to serve the adult." ”

He really couldn't understand Wei Heming's intentions, obviously he was an envoy but he approached King Beihu like this, and he only brought King Wenrui by his side.

- Could it be that he did not come to seek peace, but to plot a rebellion?

Shopkeeper Huang was frightened into a cold sweat by his speculation, and threw this speculation aside.

Don't dare to think, don't dare to guess, the more you know, the more dangerous it is.

Shopkeeper Huang glanced at Chu Fengge again, shuddered, and buried his head lower.

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"This is the next chapter! Merged together because of a pasting error, Chapter 83 Fortunately

Wei Heming has already seen this yellow shopkeeper thoroughly, and there are smart people's ways to deal with smart people, not to mention that this smart man is still cautious, and he is extremely greedy for life and afraid of death, so it is better to instruct.

He doesn't understand the Taos in the officialdom, but he still understands them after all.

What's more, he is not alone, he has Chu Fengge by his side.

If he was the only one on this trip, he really didn't have the confidence to coerce and lure the leader of this caravan, after all, this group of people were all bandits, and they were really forced to be in a hurry, and they seemed to have nothing to do about killing and throwing their bodies on this vast grassland.

But Chu Fengge is here.

Sometimes Wei Heming also finds it funny, Chu Fengge really responded to a sentence, life is a threat. As long as this King Wenrui sits on the golden sword, no one dares to move those crooked thoughts to the surface, even if he really wants to do it, he must first think about Chu Fengge's terrifying rumors, and then weigh the weight of his bones. But after a long time, those thoughts that shouldn't have will be extinguished.

I didn't expect Chu Fengge's rumors to have such a wonderful use, and Wei Heming couldn't help but feel funny.

In the evening, the leader of the tribe really sent someone to invite the yellow shopkeeper to meet, and the ordinary members of the caravan were naturally not allowed to follow, and someone sent them food from outside for them to settle in the tent.

Shopkeeper Huang muttered a few words to the people who came, and took Wei Heming and the others to the banquet with a swagger.

The feast of the Hu people was very interesting, everyone sat around the campfire, the meat was charred and tender on the surrounding seats, and the slave girls in Hu clothes carried trays from seat to table, adding freshly grilled meat and wine to them.

Wei Heming dusted off his hem, picked a corner, and sat on the ground with Chu Fengge in the open air, which was actually quite interesting.

The female slaves of the Hu people came to fill their wine glasses, and when Wei Heming tasted it, he was choked with the fishy smell in his throat, and couldn't help but complain to Chu Fengge in a low voice: "This Hu wine tastes so weird. ”

Chu Fengge's eyes flashed, he raised his sleeves slightly, blocking the figures of the two, and then his lips covered Wei Heming's, and his tongue quickly swam into his mouth, and then left quickly.

Before Wei Heming could react, he stared at him with wide eyes.

Chu Fengge hooked the corners of his lips at this time: "It's really weird." ”

The light red spread from his neck to the root of his ears, Wei Heming covered his mouth with his sleeve and coughed lightly twice, seeing that the sky was dark and no one was paying attention, which was a little better. It's just that the heat that can't fade is still swirling on my cheeks, and I don't know if it's on the wine or too close to the campfire.

However, the initiator looked calm, with only a slight curvature at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, like a cat that had stolen fish.

Soon after, a red-skinned man dressed in a gorgeous beard finally arrived at the campfire, and Wei Heming left all those charms behind him as soon as he saw this person, tensing his nerves.

The person in front of him is probably the leader of this tribe.

And he knew the man.

Su He, a fierce general of Beihu in his previous life, was addicted to killing, and most importantly, he had the habit of slaughtering the city, and he did not leave chickens and dogs wherever he went, because his skin was red, and there were even rumors in the army at that time that he was a fierce ghost released from hell.

Later, after Chu Fengge rushed back to Lingbei, this person was beheaded by Chu Fengge under his horse, and his head was hung on the flagpole of the military flag, saying that it was to strengthen the courage of the soldiers of the three armies - if it weren't for this, he would only be a sick man who could only stay in the tent of the Chinese army, and he would never see the appearance of the enemy marshal.

Wei Heming couldn't help but look at Chu Fengge, only to see that this person was still looking at him with a calm face, looking at him with a smile, and secretly said in his heart that he was confused, Chu Fengge had no memory of his previous life at all, how could he remember this Su He.

At this time, the shopkeeper Huang had already started to talk to Su He, and after a series of strange pronunciations of Hu, Su He seemed to be overjoyed by the shopkeeper Huang's words, and the sound of hearty laughter overshadowed the sound of the bonfire and barbecue.

The shopkeeper Huang's expression remained unchanged, and he still had the affinity that a businessman should have, but his eyes frequently looked at Wei Heming and the others, and he gestured to Su He from time to time.

Su He's eyes that were stained by the smell of wine became sharp.

Shopkeeper Huang walked to Wei Heming's seat with a smile, but his voice was lowered: "Leader Su He, please come over and talk." ”

Wei Heming nodded and wanted to get up, but Chu Fengge held his left hand.

Wei Heming whispered, "I'll go back when I go." ”

Chu Fengge didn't seem to hear it, holding his hand with one hand, and still picking up the barbecue for himself with the other.

Wei Heming sighed: "If I have something, you just have to come up." ”

The hand holding him quietly let go, and Chu Fengge didn't even give him a look.

Wei Heming only couldn't see the surprised expression of the Huang shopkeeper, turned his head and returned to his modest but sharp appearance, straightened his sleeves, and walked forward calmly, his steps were no different from the prelude.

Shopkeeper Huang took two steps forward and instructed in a low voice: "The temper of the leader of Su He is not very good. ”

Isn't that great?

Wei Heming thought with a little mockery: People say that the Son of Heaven is angry, and millions of corpses are ambushed, although this is not the Son of Heaven, but there are not many people who died because of his anger.

He lowered his head, hid his cold face under the flesh, and when he raised his head again, he was extremely modest and gentle.

"In Lower Weihe, I have seen Su and the chief. He said.

The shopkeeper Huang translated his words to Su He, and Su He laughed when he saw him, and his red face looked more vivid in the firelight.

"The leader said, you are a standard Jing Dynasty person. Shopkeeper Huang's expression was a little embarrassed, obviously he was probably not translating the original words.

Wei Heming pretended not to understand: "The leader of Su He is also a real Beihu warrior. ”

"You Jing Dynasty people are always so good at talking, especially when you ask us. Su He borrowed the translation of the shopkeeper Huang and said, "Why don't you tell me what your great business is, and you want to disturb our king." ”

Beihu's system is not as strict as that of the Jing Dynasty, originally he just wanted to tell a sum of unnecessary resources, and then make up an ordinary story, so that he could have the opportunity to meet the king of Beihu.

But Wei Heming changed his mind the moment he saw Su He.

Just as famous as Su He's thirst for killing is his greed and ambition, whether he is talking about money or weapons, it is difficult to guarantee that Su He will not intercept it.

He had to see the king of Beihu.

Wei Heming straightened his back, and every word he spit out was extremely clear: "Does the leader think the business of changing the dynasty is big enough?"

The shopkeeper Huang's eyes widened, and he almost came to question him on the spot.

Wei Heming's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't seen the abnormality of the Huang shopkeeper at all, with coldness and pride on his face.

Shopkeeper Huang translated this sentence in a dry voice, and sure enough, Su He's expression immediately became serious, and then he sneered again, and looked at Wei Heming with sharp eyes: "It's up to you?"

Wei Heming arched his hand: "The leader should know that in our Jing Dynasty, authority and physique do not match. Even in Beihu, not everyone with power is a warrior like a leader. ”

Su He looked at him fixedly, and finally retracted his smile: "You can tell us more about your business—and, who are you?"

"In Xia Wei Heming, I guess you don't know that it is just below, but you just need to know that the one behind me is the King of Wenrui of my Jing Dynasty. Wei Heming's expression did not change.

"Oh?" Su He narrowed his eyes: obviously he didn't know what the status of 'King Wenrui' was, Shopkeeper Huang explained in a low voice before he continued: "So?"

"His Royal Highness King Wenrui is a rare warrior, but according to the rules of the Jing Dynasty, it is impossible for him to inherit the throne. Wei Heming smiled slightly when he said this. "We can't expect the current Emperor Jing and his descendants to die overnight. ”

Shopkeeper Huang watched Wei Heming spit out these rebellious words very easily, and his eyes were about to pop out, but Su He was amused by this sentence, as if he had heard some funny joke.

"So maybe we need to do a business with Beihu," Wei Heming said, "We need Beihu's help, and as for the reward, I think I can negotiate with the king of Beihu slowly." ”

Su He raised his eyebrows: "And our king?"

"If you can help enough, I'd prefer to trade with a warrior like you. Wei Heming's smile deepened, if he remembered correctly, King Beihu was at the height of the limelight now, and Su He would not break with King Beihu, otherwise it would face rejection and attacks from all tribes.

"No, only our king can represent us. Su He thought for a moment, and finally sank his face, his red face made him look a little terrifying. "I will introduce you to our king. I hope you won't forget who actually helped you. ”

Wei Heming nodded, with a soft and obedient smile on his face, and even performed a Beihu courtesy: "Thank you very much." ”

"Well, that's right. Su He's voice suddenly sounded.

Wei Heming raised his head, and heard the Huang shopkeeper clearly spit out what Su He had just said: "In order to ensure that you did not deceive me, leave that King Wenrui in my tribe for the time being." ”

Wei Heming's mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't even know what his expression was like at the moment.

Leave Chu Fengge here?

After he deceived Sue He so boldly?

Wei Heming's eyes were only left with Su He's infinitely magnified face, and there seemed to be obvious playfulness under the red skin.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he heard his voice as usual: "You can't withhold my certificate to prove my trading qualifications, after all, I am just a pawn next to King Wenrui, how can I make Wang believe it?"

Suhe did not speak.

Wei Heming's voice paused: "If you don't mind, can you let your tribe bother for a few more days?"

Su He looked at his face and said with a sneer: "What can I do in the tribe if I leave you as a Jing Dynasty person? We don't have chickens to feed you." ”

"Go away, forgive me, and don't dare to deceive me. ”

Wei Heming nodded obediently, turned around and retreated.

Shopkeeper Huang's face was pale, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What you just said is true?"

Wei Heming smiled: "So far, is what I said really important?" Before he met King Beihu, he couldn't prove his thoughts at all, even if he explained it to Shopkeeper Huang, he might not be able to believe it.

Even he didn't expect that he would be able to say such a thing on the spur of the moment.

Wei Heming sat back in his seat, lifted the flask containing Hu wine, and poured it into his mouth on his back.

The hand holding the flask was trembling, and the wine was flowing down his neck into the collar, and Wei Heming seemed to be unconscious.

Chu Fengge frowned, and with a slight force in his hand, he snatched the wine jug in his hand.

The hot and fishy wine slid into Wei Heming's throat, and he finally let out a deep breath.

"It's dangerous. ”

"Your Highness...... It's a good risk this time. ”

He whispered.

The shopkeeper Huang had not yet had time to leave on the side, looking at Wei Heming's appearance at this time, he actually admired Fang Cai's calm demeanor and was not chaotic at all.

Chu Fengge asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Not only did he ask Wei Heming, but his eyes also aimed at the yellow shopkeeper standing on the side.

The shopkeeper Huang really wanted to answer in tears, and he didn't know what was going on, so he was inexplicably mixed into the rebellion of the prince and the envoys, and he was also very flustered.

But before he could say anything, he was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

Wei Heming pulled Chu Fengge's head and covered his lips.

He didn't seem to have learned to kiss yet, but he kept rubbing his lips against each other, and the smell of wine spread between the breath of the two people.

After a long time, Wei Heming seemed to calm down a bit, and then he relaxed his hand.

Chu Fengge's face sank: "That bastard leader let you drink?"

Wei Heming chuckled lowly: "My Highness, in your heart, I will only borrow wine to get away with it?"

Chu Fengge didn't speak, only squinted at the yellow shopkeeper who was stunned on the side, and there was a sense of expulsion all over his body.

Shopkeeper Huang left with a stupid face, he was too stimulated this night, but a few questions that couldn't be solved were finally answered.

No wonder this young envoy has a bright future, and he has to rebel with King Wenrui......

It's no wonder that Mr. Storyteller's book always says that these two people have a good relationship, and they go in and out together......

It's no wonder that these two people have a close and tacit understanding along the way, but they are not like brothers or master and servant......

No wonder...... No wonder......

When the figure of the shopkeeper Huang disappeared between the seats, Wei Heming restrained his smile, with an indescribable softness between his eyebrows: "Fortunately, there is nothing big today." ”