This place is already more than 200 miles away from the border pass of Youzhou, and from a distance, it is a big tent with a dome. In the distance, herds of cattle, sheep and horses were wandering around. Seeing their group coming, these people were very enthusiastic, and it was not as good as imagining the hatred and rejection of the Northern Yuan people when they saw the Great Xia people. There were also people who took the initiative to come forward to greet Lu Qilin and the others, and naturally they all spoke the language of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

In the past, Nangong Mo knew many Chinese, and even after coming to this world, she also learned some local dialects and even southern Xinjiang languages with her senior brother and uncle. But Beiyuan dialect is obviously not within the range of languages she understands. But fortunately, although she doesn't understand Wei Junmo, she does. Although Wei Junmo didn't come out, when Lu Qilin talked to Beiyuan, he was as arrogant and cold as usual, as if he didn't care about what they were talking about.

After a while, the middle-aged man who had finished talking to Lu Qilin walked towards them and said in a somewhat stiff Central Plains dialect: "Two, Mr. Lu has already told us about you. We Beiyuan people welcome friends and welcome two people to come to us. The two glanced at each other, Wei Junmo nodded slightly, and Nangong Mo smiled: "Thank you, I don't know you"

The man laughed loudly, "I am Batu, the leader of this tribe. ”

The tribe was not large, and there were only a thousand men, women, and children combined. It is a branch of the Zaati tribe and has been living outside the Guanwai. Even when the Northern Yuan invaded the Central Plains, they belonged to the branch that stayed on the grassland. I haven't enjoyed the prosperity of the Central Plains, so naturally I don't feel too big about the gap in life. At most, they feel that after the fall of the Northern Yuan, their life is not so happy than before. After all, when the Northern Yuan Dynasty was still in the Central Plains, a large area of grassland was their pasture, and the goods in the customs could also be transported to the outside of the fortress at will. On the contrary, after the Northern Yuan Dynasty returned with the iron horse, their pastures shrank a lot. Although the Northern Yuan Dynasty couldn't defeat the thousands of troops and horses of the Great Xia Dynasty, it still had no problem dealing with these small tribes outside the Guan.

The Northern Yuan people live by water and grass, and their tribe grazes here in this season, but after a while, it gets cold, and the cavalry of the Northern Yuan Dynasty is going to come over to fight with Youzhou Wei, and they are going to migrate to other places. Before that, it would be best to be able to meet some merchants from the Central Plains and supply some necessities.

The group was greeted into the tribe by the enthusiastic herders, who prepared the best tents and food for them. Lu Qilin and his entourage will stay here for two days. In addition to selling some things to the people here, they also had to buy some medicinal herbs from the steppes and transport them further afield to Tatar and the Warats. In fact, these two parts also belong to the Northern Yuan Dynasty, but after the Northern Yuan Dynasty was defeated by Great Xia and forced to move north, these two parts gradually have the intention of breaking away from the royal court and standing on their own, although they have not officially broken with the royal court now, but both King Yan and Wei Junmo feel that this is a matter of time or time.

Sitting in a wide tent, the grassland in August was already a little cool. The bed was covered with a thin blanket and was very comfortable. Nangong Mo lazily lay on the bed, looked at Wei Junmo who was sitting on the side and smiled: "It seems that we are lucky, but the people here are not as vicious as they imagined." Wei Junmo said indifferently: "Ordinary people only think about how to live a good life, and those who like to find trouble are those who are in high positions." ”

Nangong Mo propped his chin and nodded and smiled, "What you said is good." But let's follow them like this, I'm afraid that the time is a little too late. "The Lu family is slowly moving, and each tribe has to stay for a day or two. It may be two months before we get to Waratbe. Moreover, whether you can find the Northern Yuan Dynasty court still has to say. ”

"Don't worry." Wei Junmo said, "The place they are going to, even if it is not the royal court, it is not an ordinary place. ”

"Huh?" Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows. Wei Junmo said: "Half of their goods are filled with precious tea, medicinal herbs and silk. These things are not affordable and will not be used by ordinary Beiyuan people. ”

Nangong Mo nodded, tea and medicinal herbs are okay to say, not to mention that ordinary Beiyuan people can't afford precious silk, even if they can afford it, it's not practical to wear. It must be the Northern Yuan aristocracy, and it will not be ordinary aristocrats who need a large number of precious goods. As long as you find these people, you don't have to worry about finding the Northern Yuan Royal Court.

Nangong Mo was about to say something, but suddenly closed his mouth and sat up from the bed. Wei Junmo looked sideways at the door, and someone outside the door opened the curtain, "Palace girl, palace prince!" Lu Xiangxiang stood at the door, looking at them curiously. He was followed by several girls wearing Beiyuan costumes. Seeing Nangong Mo sitting on the bed, Lu Xiangxiang frowned and said, "Palace girl, didn't they arrange a place for you to live?" Why is Gong Gongzi sitting here? "Before, when they were outside, it made sense for the brother and sister to live in the same tent for safety. But now that it's a safe place, how can we still live together. Besides, there's only one bed in this tent.

Lu Xiangxiang turned around and said a few words to a few Beiyuan girls, and one of them also muttered a few words back. Lu Xiangxiang's face suddenly became a little strange, it turned out that the girl said that the patriarch thought that these two were husband and wife, so they were placed together.

Nangong Mo couldn't understand what they were saying, but it didn't prevent her from guessing through their expressions. Sure enough, after speaking, Lu Xiangxiang came in and said, "Palace girl, I told them, they will arrange another tent for you." ”

"I don't want it." Without Wei Junmo opening his mouth to refuse, Nangong Mo immediately shook his head knowingly. Lu Xiangxiang frowned, "Palace girl, there is a difference between men and women. "As the old saying goes, men and women don't sit at the same table at the age of seven. Although they are brothers and sisters, they should avoid suspicion. She also has an older brother, but she has never been as slimy as the Gong family brothers and sisters.

Nangong Mo shook his head silently, Wei Junmo raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Xiangxiang, and said indifferently: "No need, she is afraid of life." ”

Several Beiyuan girls also guessed what they said, and said a few words to Lu Xiangxiang with a smile. Lu Xiangxiang's face was even more difficult to look at. The defense of men and women in the Northern Yuan Dynasty is not strict, even if the father dies and the son replaces, the brother and the brother have nothing

Zi Ti, brother and brother are nothing. What's more, they are brothers and sisters, so just add a bed. Lu Xiangxiang naturally refused, thinking that neither of them understood Beiyuan dialect, so he said: "I told them and asked them to arrange another tent." ”

Wei Junmo raised his eyes and said a few words to the girls of the Northern Yuan. The girls nodded at once and went out with a red face. Lu Xiangxiang's face changed, he stomped his feet and turned around and went out.

"Hee-hee" Nangong Mo sat on the side with her arms crossed and watched the play, although she didn't understand it, she understood it. He looked at Wei Junmo with a smile and said, "I really didn't say anything wrong." Isn't it? Wei Gongzi glanced at her lightly, Nangong Mo suddenly remembered Wei Gongzi's displeasure before, and immediately shrunk his neck and stopped talking.

This small tribe is very peaceful and quiet, and the people of the tribe are very hospitable. In order to welcome them, he also specially killed cattle and sheep to entertain them that night. In his previous life, Nangong Mo traveled all over the world, and he had never seen any food. But after arriving in this world, it was the first time that I had eaten such a delicious roasted whole sheep. Looking at the Beiyuan herdsmen dancing and drinking around the huge bonfire and eating meat, Nangong Mo sat beside Wei Junmo and couldn't help but smile happily with his face leaning on his shoulder.

The two Beiyuan girls walked up to the two of them and muttered a few words to Nangong Mo, who raised his head blankly and looked at Wei Junmo. Wei Junmo said: "They invite you to dance together." ”

Nangong Mo looked at the red faces of the two girls who were reflected by the bonfire. Although it is not as delicate as a Jiangnan woman, and there are some wheat colors and roughness under the perennial wind and frost, the smile is very bright and cheerful. Nangong Mo couldn't help but smile and nodded. The two girls suddenly laughed even more happily, and ran towards the dancing crowd with Nangong Mo with one hand.

No matter who you are, you have to admit that Nangong Mo is an extremely beautiful woman, and tonight she is even more bright and moving. There is no beautiful costume, no light makeup, no rouge and gouache. Dressed in red Beiyuan women's clothes, her cheeks flushed by the firelight, standing there like a red rose. Many young men were amazed at the sight.

Nangong Mo's dance is also very good, although she is not familiar with the dance of the Northern Yuan, but compared to the Central Plains dance of the slow song and man dance, she still prefers the simple and rough dance posture of the Northern Yuan. She has an outstanding memory and a martial arts foundation, and she has already danced well after learning from others for a while.

Gradually, the dancing crowd retreated to the side, and watched the bright and beautiful women in red dancing with a happy smile around the bonfire, and applauded and cheered.

Not far away, Wei Junmo was sitting on or opposite the side, holding a leather bag containing wine in his hand but not drinking, his eyes fixed on the woman in red who was spinning rapidly. The eyes that had turned brown because of the potion provided by the string song boy, and a hint of purple light flashed in his eyes.

"Gonggongzi." Lu Xiangxiang walked to Wei Junmo and sat down, looking at the man in front of him, staring at the dancing woman's eyes, with a faint displeasure in his heart.

Wei Junmo turned his head and glanced at her without speaking.

Lu Xiangxiang raised the wine bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "Sister Ling is really good-looking, it seems that many young people in this tribe like her." Lu Xiangxiang had also come with her father once before, and she was the most popular woman here at that time. Although she doesn't look down on these rugged Beiyuan people, she won't be too comfortable now that the limelight has been stolen. Moreover, Gong Gongzi's focused eyes looking at this Gong Molan also made her very unhappy.

"Little sister is right. However, it would be a pity for a stunning beauty like Miss Gong to match these Northern Yuan men. Lu Yunfeng couldn't help but say when he heard the words of the little sister here. Looking at the woman not far away, her eyes were also full of amazement, "Gong Gongzi, I don't know if my sister can have a marriage match." ”

Wei Junmo glanced at him and nodded silently. A hint of disappointment flashed in Lu Yunfeng's eyes.

"Huh? Since Miss Gong already has a marriage contract, don't let her marry a gift from the Northern Yuan people. Otherwise, it's bad! Lu Xiangxiang exclaimed.

Wei Junmo frowned, looked up and saw a tall and straight young man walking towards Nangong Mo with a fiery red fur of an unknown animal. Wei Junmo's eyes darkened, and he also stood up.

Nangong Mo stopped dancing with a slight respite, except for horseback riding and martial arts, it had been a long time since he had been so presumptuous. Of course, dancing is a very different feeling from horseback riding and martial arts. Although Nangong Mo didn't learn dance before, this feeling made Nangong Mo feel very good. Just as she was about to turn around to look at Wei Junmo, a figure blocked her. A tall and handsome young man blushed and handed her a fiery fur in front of her, and stumbled in a completely unfamiliar Central Plains dialect: "I gave it to you, can I accept it?" ”

"Huh?" Nangong Mo was a little puzzled.

The young man seemed to be even more flustered, and said, "I really caught it for the first time when I went hunting as an adult, and I gave it to you."

Nangong Mo was about to refuse, when a cold voice came from behind her, "She can't accept it." ”

One hand pulled Nangong Mo to his side, Nangong Mo didn't struggle, turned around and smiled at Wei Junmo.

"Why?" The young people are a little gloomy and a little unwilling.

Wei Junmo said: "She already has a marriage contract. ”

“？” Nangong Mo suddenly realized, did it turn out that sending fur meant a marriage proposal?

Of course, sending fur is not the meaning of a marriage proposal, but just sending something unique and meaningful, which obviously means courtship. For example, the one in front of me, the first time I went to a certain place to hunt as an adult, was the fur of the extremely precious fire fox.

"Is that you?"

Wei Gongzi glared at Nangong Mo coldly, and said in a deep voice: "No." "I'm her husband.

Nangong Mo knew that he was at a loss, and stood beside Wei Gongzi and lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

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"I'm going to challenge him. I like, like this girl, and I want to marry her. I mean it, please believe me, believe me," the young man said anxiously. Seeing that Wei Junmo was about to get angry, Nangong Mo hurriedly grabbed him and smiled at the young man: "Thank you, but I already have a marriage contract." I also like him very much, and I don't want to marry anyone else. ”

The young man's eyes suddenly became even more gloomy, and he drooped his head while holding the gift he hadn't given. Looking at his appearance, Nangong Mo felt that he was a little pitiful. But it's one thing to be pitiful, and if you provoke someone, you can't tell who is more pitiful. The young man was obviously still a little unwilling, looked at the two of them hesitantly, and asked, "Is he still powerful?" Can he protect, can he protect the girl? ”

Wei Junmo looked at him lightly and said, "Why don't you try it with me first?" ”

"If I win, can you challenge him?" As soon as he was happy, he even spoke a little bit in the Central Plains, "He is not here, I can go to the Central Plains." ”

"Beat me first." Wei Junmo said coldly.

Nangong Mo sighed and said in a low voice: "Be merciful." ”

Wei Gongzi's face suddenly became even colder, and he took two steps forward.

The herdsmen, who were still watching the young man's confession, suddenly understood that this was the rhythm of the fight. Immediately became more excited, and the martial Beiyuan people obviously preferred to fight rather than dance. The crowd roared and shouted for their warriors.

This young man was obviously one of the best warriors in the tribe, not only was a group of people cheering him on, but several young girls also ran to Nangong Mo and chattered something. Nangong Mo looked dazed, and helplessly said that he could not do anything. The girls obviously understood that the other party couldn't understand their words at all, so they had to turn around and cheer for their own people.

The young man roared angrily and pounced towards Wei Junmo. Wei Junmo didn't draw his sword, there was no need to draw his sword on this occasion, although he was very unhappy, he didn't intend to really make people see blood. The figure flashed, and the young man threw himself into the air. When he turned around, Wei Junmo was already standing behind him leisurely. Turning around, he punched over. Wei Junmo squinted slightly, slowly raised his palm, the young man's fist hit his palm, if it was an ordinary person's punch, he was afraid that his entire arm would be broken, but Wei Junmo looked calm, and his expression was not the slightest moved. It was as if the palm he had just received was not a thousand powers, but just a child's joke.

The young man's expression also became solemn, and he understood that he had met a master.

One punch can't defeat Wei Junmo, and the young man will focus on the next game, but it's a pity that Wei Gongzi's light skills are also clever. He doesn't have to use the best light skills, but the seemingly random and seemingly undisciplined footwork is enough to make people tired. In the end, when the young man couldn't hold his breath and rushed towards Wei Junmo, he was directly thrown out by Wei Junmo by holding a few acupoints.

Wei Junmo stood in the open space, calmly looking at the young man who was thrown to the ground in front of him, waiting for him to get up and stand. After the young man was helped up by the clansmen around him, he did not continue to rush towards Wei Junmo, but turned to Nangong Mo a little gloomily and said, "I can't beat him." ”

"It's okay." Nangong Mo said with a faint smile. In fact, seeing Wei Gongzi's expression, she wanted to cry even more.

The young man grabbed the fur that the clansmen around him were pulling for him, and said, "This is for you." My name is Tengger. ”

Nangong Mo was about to refuse, but as soon as the young man stuffed the thing into his hand, he turned around and left. Nangong Mo had to take the thing in his hand and was stunned: could she have hurt the beautiful soul of a young man?

Wei Junmo walked over and looked down at the thing in his hand. Nangong Mo suspected that he would draw his sword and shatter that thing into pieces in the next moment. After all, it's on someone else's territory, so it's better not to be too arrogant.

"What should I do?" She asked a Beiyuan girl beside her. Maybe the helplessness on her face was too obvious, and the girl actually understood what she meant. Smile and wave your hand to indicate that it's okay. He pointed to the thing in her hand again and said a Beiyuan word. Nangong Mo just heard the words "gift" and "friend" with some difficulty. Nodding slightly, the girl also nodded, turned around and ran away.

Well, just as an ordinary gift. In short, we can't let Wei Junmo destroy this thing here, otherwise I'm afraid that it will really cause public anger.