The midday sun was so strong that it seemed to roast people whole. Chu Shaoyuan, who was wearing a lambskin jacket, was lying on the hillside casually, his eyes looking at the white clouds floating in the sky, and his body was warm from the sun. Only the sound of the wind blows quietly in the ears, the tribe at this time is surprisingly quiet, the cattle, sheep and livestock have been driven out to graze, and there are some old and weak women and children in the tribe who are making zuò dairy products, and there is a faint smell of milk floating in the air.

Chu Shaoyuan glanced at the people around him, he hadn't said a word since he pulled him over, as if he was just pulling himself to see the scenery, but his deep eyes looked at the sky without blinking, and he looked silent, looking like something was happening.

Perceiving his gaze, Bai Lang suddenly said: "There is still a month before there will be green grass out of the ground," his fingers gently stroked the ground, at this time the ground was bare, even the weeds did not emerge, it was still barren, he sighed, "But this month, the tribe is short of food, among the six departments, only our Aleche situation is the best, at least no one will starve to death, but the situation of the other five departments is not so optimistic." ”

"In that case, what are you worried about?" Chu Shaoyuan looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"People who have no long-term worries must have near-term worries," Bai Lang's eyes swept over Chu Shaoyuan: "My ninth uncle's appetite is getting bigger and bigger now, and today he came to discuss with me, and in the name of the righteousness of the Tatar tribe, he opened his mouth and asked for half of the cattle and sheep of my tribe, saying that he wanted to give the people of the expedition as military rations." Hum! What a good calculation! This year's winter has been so long, and the tribe has long since run out of food, and if they want to survive the rest of the days, large-scale slaughter of livestock is inevitable. If I lose half of my cattle and sheep, at least half of my people will starve to death! He's good, with a big mouth, he wants to completely shake the foundation of my tribe! ”

He said viciously: "If my father is still alive, where would he have such guts!" ”

After saying this long call, Bai Lang took a breath, and then continued helplessly: "The strength of our department is not enough, and it has long been unable to suppress the remaining departments, so that Uncle Nine can sit so big." Now that the grain stocks of all ministries have been exhausted, entering the customs and grabbing grain has become a common way out for all ministries. ”

Bai Lang's voice was full of resentment, "Mr. Chen persuaded me, you Yan people have a saying that you Yan people have a saying, stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, and there is also a saying called, lie down and taste the gall, but I think I can't bear it anymore, if I continue to endure like this, do you want me to watch my people starve to death one by one?" ”

It was a little hot to be roasted by the sun, Chu Shaoyuan simply sat up, his back to Bai Lang, his eyes moved slightly, it seemed that Bai Lang had come to him last time he encountered this kind of thing, so it seemed that he should not be able to make up his mind, so he would be so anxious, according to the war horses he calculated yesterday, the strength of a single Ale Chi Department should not be underestimated, if the strength of the six divisions is gathered, I am afraid that Yanmen Pass will be in danger!

He had to think of a way to spread the news to Yanmen Pass, otherwise once the Tartar army captured Yanmen Pass, the entire Dayan would be in the bag.

Chu Shaoyuan quietly tentatively asked, "Then what are your plans?" ”

Bai Lang frowned, and the expression on his face was a little fierce: "Although your Yan people's words have some truth, I can't put the lives of my clansmen on the line, I want half of my cattle and sheep, dreaming!" At most, thirty percent, otherwise I am not so easy to bully, I am the Great Khan King who was rightfully passed down from my father, he is just a side branch, and now I let him grow into power is a great tolerance for him, if he wants to tear his face with me, I am not afraid of him! In the words of your Yan people, the rabbit is in a hurry and bites, if it really forces me to be anxious, I will fight with him to break the net! ”

Hearing this, Chu Shaoyuan smiled lightly, and what he said in a bluff was probably what the person in front of him looked like at the moment, although the meaning in his words was that he had compromised with the Nine Kings, but his tone sounded clearly reluctant.

The person of the Nine Kings, he once glanced at it from a distance, exuding a heroic momentum, and Bai Lang is simply a life-and-death antagonistic relationship, it can be seen, the two have to say a few words as affectionately as an uncle and nephew, who said that Tartar is simple-minded? It is clearly so cunning that even the reason to weaken the Bailang tribe can be found so openly.

Bai Lang mentioned the word forbearance several times in his words, I'm afraid he himself is tired of this word, otherwise he wouldn't have thrown his henchman Chen Wenshu to say such a lot to himself, the word forbearance, with a knife in his heart, how good can it feel? But any bloody man can't be provoked and shrunk up several times, and Bai Lang is afraid that he has reached the limit of patience now, so he can't hold his breath like this.

He turned his head and turned his eyes to Bai Lang: "If you two tribes start a war, what will be the outcome of the war?" ”

"If it's just me and Uncle Nine's tribe duel, I have a sixty percent chance of winning, although Uncle Nine's tribe has more troops than me, but the forces left to me by my father are experienced in a hundred battles, and their ability is far superior to Uncle Nine, and I am confident that I can defeat him head-on. It's just ......"

Bai Lang's eyes looked to the south, there was a thick layer of ice on the endless Lake Baikal, and the ice began to gradually melt under the sun's rays, he shook his head, "Other tribes will definitely not stand idly by, but if any tribe lends a hand to him, I will be completely defeated, which is why he has been dividing several of our tribes since he became the king of Khan, so that one day, he can be alone!" ”

Unexpectedly, the internal strife in the Tartars reached this point, and Chu Shaoyuan's eyes drooped, blocking the light that flashed in his eyes.

He already understood Bai Lang's embarrassing situation now, compared to before, Bai Lang could not hesitate to go up or down, at this time he was ready to send an arrow, compromise is death, and if he does not compromise, he may not be able to live.

But if you don't compromise, you can't be sure of victory, and the situation will be worse than now at that time, I heard Chen Wenshu say that Bai Lang is the current Khan King of Tartar, and he can justifiably issue orders to the other five ministries, but the other five ministries don't listen to him, so he is so irritable.

There is the Wei family behind the nine kings, and the Wei family supports the prince, and now the prince is in Yanmen Pass again, if there is no accident in the nine kings of the Tartars this time, they will definitely return with a full load, and Bai Lang's situation will be even more embarrassing.

Chu Shaoyuan chuckled and said: "I remember you once said to me that the Nine Kings have been colluding with the guards of Yanmen Pass for a long time, so have you ever thought that this time you will send troops to Yanmen Pass, with the strength of your Nine Kings, if you help the Six Departments through the difficulties of food shortage this year, what will you do then?" ”

Bai Lang's face changed, his deep eyes seemed to be locked in a pool of deep water, there were no waves on the surface, but there were waves underneath, which was also what he was most worried about, Uncle Nine asked for the cattle and sheep in the tribe, and then plundered enough food from the pass to come back, presumably he, the head of the six Khan King, was about to be replaced by Uncle Nine.

He said in a deep voice: "My battle with the Nine Kings is unavoidable, but the current shape is a great disadvantage for me......

The corners of Chu Shaoyuan's mouth were slightly raised, and the cinnabar mole under his eyes flickered slightly in the sun.

Naturally, it is a big disadvantage, although the other five departments also support Bai Lang, but unfortunately they will not do their best, and now there is only one person who can help Bai Lang, that is him, if he returns to Yanmen Pass, under his nose, the prince and the Wei family can't escape his eyes if they want to do anything, and his containment of the Wei family is equivalent to containing the Nine Kings, and containing the Nine Kings is a ray of life for Bai Lang.

He looked at Bai Lang, his lips slightly opened, and he was thinking about how to tell his identity, when suddenly a caravan came from a distance and caught his eye.

It is the caravan of the Yan people, and everyone in the caravan has a thick sheep's wool scarf around their faces, but they do not wear black felt hats on their heads, and most of their bodies are light, which is very strange, and most of the Yan people are afraid of the cold, and they have no reason to abandon the thick lambskin jacket and choose a coarse cloth and cotton jacket.

The caravan was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, the sunlight shone on something, reflecting a faint light, and he blinked, and his gaze fell on the knives that the group carried at their waists, and his gaze shrank suddenly.

……

In the western suburbs of Yunfu City, Shen Shuofeng explained the affairs in the building, and flew on his horse all the way to the west.

The little girl's temper was the best among the employers he had ever contacted, not only did not urge him, but also gave him a lot more time to deal with the affairs of the building, but unfortunately he was soft-hearted, he sighed in his heart, in fact, it doesn't matter if the girl is soft-hearted, but he is not used to dealing with such a soft-hearted girl, and always feels that he is bullying her.

He looked up and looked ahead, the western suburbs of Yunfu City are considered slums, most of the poor people living here have no fields and no permanent production, and the surrounding granges are also sparse, nothing special, suddenly, he felt that someone was staring at him, and glanced at the teahouse set up on the right, and the murderous aura in his eyes flashed, and the sight of the scrutiny disappeared immediately.

He frowned, drove the horse faster, and the ground raised a burst of yellow sand, and he left a qiē in the western suburbs far behind.

A young man slowly paced in the teahouse, an indigo blue robe, the shirt was very plain, only a few vines were embroidered on the corners of the clothes, as if he had climbed in from the clothes, holding a folding fan in his hand, the expression on his face was a little deep, looking at the direction that Shen Shuofeng left, as if he was thinking about something.

A crisp female voice interrupted him.

"Hey! Surnamed Chang, our young lady asked you if that incident had happened? Why didn't you know how to talk back and forth afterwards! ”

Chang Yifeng frowned slightly, the cold light in his eyes swept over her, but there was an inexplicable smile floating on his face: "Oh, don't you say that I forgot, you tell your young lady, just say that the matter didn't work out, and the deposit will not be refunded, but we don't want the final payment." ”

"What? You didn't get it done, and you still want the final payment? The one who spoke was a girl dressed as a maid, with a look of disdain, "Our young lady didn't raise you to play, she spent so much silver, and you still want to get the balance if you don't succeed?" Feelings: You can't play our young lady like a monkey? I've seen a lot of untouchables like you......

Before the little girl finished speaking, her eyes suddenly widened, "You! You! ”

Then he fell limply.

"It's too long-winded, you know?" Chang Yifeng looked at the little maid who fell to the ground with a gentle face, and sighed in his mouth.