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Do you want your monthly passes to be stewed together in a pot like brocade? Let's simmer over low heat and stew a pot of cute little glutinous rice dumplings?

Little daughters-in-law, serve the food!

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Zheng Erbao screamed again and followed with a disgraced face.

"Ahh Oh-"

Zhao Tuo got up slowly, grabbed her wrist with his backhand, walked past Zheng Erbao's side, and dropped a sentence lightly, "Keep up, if you win today, I will spare you." If you lose, you just wait to be in the coffin. ”

"Humph!"

"Don't worry, the girl won't embarrass the master. Money! The girl has it in her pocket. ”

When the rich man Zhao who had no money in his pocket heard this, his face was a little green, and Xia Chuqi smiled and held his arm very kindly.

At the beginning of the summer, "I'm afraid there is no silver." ”

Zhao Jun asked rhetorically, his face was a little dark, "Master, what am I afraid of?" ”

With a sigh, she looked at Zhao Shijiu, "Master, real gold is not afraid of fire, it's just gambling, what are you afraid of?" ”

Speaking of which, Xia Chuqi has always admired Erbao's father-in-law's acting skills, but now that he is acting so clumsily, he can't help covering his face, and he also wants to beat him up.

"Ah", Zheng Erbao almost fainted to the ground.

"Ten boards can't die, a hundred should be enough, go ahead."

Zhao Jun swept him lightly and snorted coldly.

Seeing that Zhao Zhu didn't react, he couldn't act.

Xia Chuqi glanced at Erbao's father-in-law with a bitter face, signaled, and the guy kowtowed desperately, and then cried and shouted, "Master, the slave can't live anymore, the slave has no coffin book, no big fat son, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve the master and the girl anymore, slave, slave ......"

"Whose life is it saved?" Zhao Jun raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong, saving someone's life should be a seventh-level floating slaughter."

Xia Chuqi looked at his indifferent face, and the roots of his teeth were a little itchy.

"No." Zhao Zhu's voice was still lazy.

She had to see her, see her again.

"Go win it back!" When Xia Chuqi saw the three words "Qianjinfang", his heart was already ready to move. If she remembers it well, isn't the place where the little glutinous rice dumplings were said during the day be Qianjinfang?

"How else?"

Zhao Zhu leaned lazily against the cushion, looking at her with a smile.

It's so pitiful, if you win or lose, you have to be beaten?! Xia Chuqi looked at Zheng Erbao's "help" eyes, looked at Zhao Zhu sideways, and said in an extremely relaxed and teasing tone, "Master, we are such kind people, we can't watch Erbao's father-in-law can't raise a child, and he doesn't have a coffin book yet, right?" ”

"Go down, get ten boards, and have a long memory."

Zhao Zhu nodded, looking at him as if he was very understanding.

Zheng Erbao snorted, his white and fat face became more and more bitter, "Master, I still have to raise a fat son...... Before I came first, I asked someone from my hometown to take care of a child for me, and I was ready to come over and hold the incense burner for me...... Now it seems that I can't raise ......."

It's so vicious! Xia Chuqi sighed and shook his head.

"At your age, you can't die yet, don't worry, and earn it slowly."

Zhao Jun looked at his sad look and smiled lightly.

"Master, minion...... The coffin is gone. ”

When it was late, with such a good letter, Erbao's father-in-law couldn't control it, and was rushed by the silver, so he took out his belongings and asked them to help bet a few bets and get a small profit. As a result, this unlucky guy didn't enjoy the fun of gambling at all, but pressed his book into it.

In the city of Ergu, there is a big gambling shop, said to be opened by the southerners, called "Qianjinfang", the guards originally did not plan to go, but they were provoked by the old man of Hairigu, saying that it was good to win money, so they made an appointment to play, and the result was really a lot.

Since ancient times, entertainment has naturally been inseparable from gambling.

Their group of people came to Ergu for most of the day, and Zhao Zhu did not arrange any tasks, except for the people on duty, they were all free to move. This Ergu town is not only lively, but unlike most areas in Mobei, there are many entertainment projects for southerners.

Soon, she knew what was going on from Zheng Erbao's mouth.

Xia Chuqi looked at him in surprise.

What did you lose?

"Lost! It's all lost—"

Zheng Erbao cried with a sad face, flattened his mouth, and still didn't speak, until Zhao Zhu faintly floated out a word "say", he suddenly put down the bowl in his hand, knelt down with a "plop", and pleaded guilty first, and then cried and wailed.

"It's clear that there is something, and you still want to escape my eyes? Hurry up. ”

Xia Chuqi smiled lightly, his palms beating on the table.

"Girl......" Zheng Erbao flattened his mouth, and on his white and fat cheeks, the fat trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he glanced at his grandfather's black face, swallowed the words back to his mouth, lowered his eyes, and muttered, "It's nothing." ”

Xia Chuqi smiled and looked at him playfully.

"What's the matter, the big handsome guy who is chubby for nothing?"

He seemed to have been hit by something, and he didn't seem to be in the mood when he cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

Eating the food cooked by home, Xia Chuqi burped with satisfaction, and was discussing with Zhao Shijiu where to go for a pastime tonight, feeling the night of Ergu, when he saw Erbao's father-in-law come in dejectedly.

The lights are on and the hustle and bustle is over.

The clear blue sky slowly sank, and the glow of the fiery red day was also eaten into a huge belly by the dark clouds. The sky above the steppe of Ergu slowly turned into a dark canopy.

~

This is the best consolation, the greatest indulgence.

But he didn't expose her shortcomings, nor did he comfort her.

She is not a fool, she has been deaf for so long, she doesn't have to think about it, she can also guess, how can a wise man like Zhao Jiujiu not know that there is something wrong with her ears?

His voice was faint, emotionless, but full of tolerance. Xia Chuqi's heart tightened, pursed his lips, and his dark eyes stared at him without blinking.

"Wait until you're better."

"Why?" She was stunned.

Zhao Jun lowered his head and smiled lightly, "No hurry." ”

"Zhao Nineteen, I'll give you another baby, okay?"

Slowly, Xia Chuqi's mood returned to calm. She called "Zhao Nineteen", and then quieted down, half-lying on his body like a koala, wandering in the happiness he gave, thinking motionless for a long time, suddenly raising her head and looking at him.

He smiled and pinched her face, and she quickly covered it with her hand, and the two of them started fighting.

"Wow, dare to laugh at your master?"

"Really?" Xia Chuqi tilted his head, stared at his fake beard, smiled "poof", his heart relaxed a lot, and a narrow smile broke out on his lips, "With the way you look now, I'm afraid you have to recognize someone else as your godgranddaughter." ”

"It's all in Ergu, there must be a chance to meet her. When the time comes, we will recognize her as our goddaughter, okay? ”

She spoke anxiously about her feelings, faster and faster. Zhao Zhu didn't interrupt her, as if he understood the anxiety and sorrow in her heart, he hugged her tightly in his arms, rubbed her hair as if he was nothing, and only when she finished speaking, did he smile with relief.

"I ...... That's how it feels. If Little Nineteen is still there, he should grow up to be so good-looking, so naughty, and so ...... Yes, she raised her eyes and that action, it was very similar to you, really like, I thought I saw a copy of you. ”

“…… Silly Seven. ”

"Zhao Nineteen, am I crazy?"

But after a long time, he did not say a word, but sat her in the chair and gently stroked her head, as if comforting a wounded child, with very light and slow movements.

He had thought that Zhao Jiu would laugh at her nervousness.

"No, I'm not tired, Zhao Shijiu, what I said is true." Almost couldn't help it, as soon as her eyes were hot, her body fell weakly into Zhao Zhu's arms, tightly wrapped around his waist, sniffed and told him about the glimpse of the previous surprise in the business district.

"Ah Qi, you're tired of shopping, take a break?"

She said hurriedly, but Zhao Zhu leaned over and hugged her.

"Really, I think she's my little nineteen."

Zhao Zhu's eyebrows sank and he didn't speak.

"Zhao Nineteen-" Xia Chuqi held his hand, his voice choked, "I seem to see it...... Little nineteen. ”

Zhao Zhu was reading in the felt bag before, knowing that she liked to be lively, so she called Jia Yi to accompany her out for a walk, where would she have thought that she went out with great interest, but came back with a sad face?

"What's wrong? Isn't the business district fun? ”

A large, warm hand landed on her shoulder.

She covered her face and sat there silently in a daze.

But she was ten months pregnant, and the little nineteen who gave birth with hard work was ......

Other people's children are growing up obediently.

That little glutinous rice dumpling was so cute, and the pink figure inexplicably occupied her mind, so that the little figure kept overlapping with the swaddling clothes in her memory, as well as the little nineteen that she made up in her own brain.

Back in the felt bag, Xia Chuqi's mood was still a little unstable.

~

"I'm not going."

"Subordinate ......" Rufeng paused, and also glanced at the direction where Xia Chuqi left, and then slowly lowered his head, looked down at a shadow in the sun, and gently spit out three words.

"Like the wind, the old master is here, do you want to go and ask for peace?"

"......" The brocade-robed boy did not answer, and his long figure did not move against the rays of the sun for a long time, until the petite shadow could no longer be seen clearly in the crowd, and then he turned his head sideways and looked at the Mongolian warrior.

"Third son, the hour is almost up, you should go back and take medicine."

The young Mongolian warrior frowned shallowly.

The brocade robe boy didn't turn his head, and with a "hmm" sound, he still didn't move.

"Nuoyan-" beside him, a thin man dressed as a Mongolian warrior called him cautiously, and changed his words, "Third son, the little county lord of Baoyin has gone back." ”

The noisy crowd obliterated her and Jia Yi's figures, but on the edge of the tent in a commodity exhibition area not far away, there was a burning gaze following her back. The man did not move, his posture in a brocade robe and jade belt was as handsome as that of Zhilan Cinnamon, and his narrow eyes shimmered with a pale amber light in the sun.

"Don't go shopping, go back, the master may have an arrangement."

From the moment the little glutinous rice dumplings left the sight, the enthusiasm of visiting the business district on the seventh day of the summer was like being poured a scoop of cold water - cooled. She looked at Jiayi and shook her head, sighing lazily.

Jia Yi raised his eyebrows and pointed to the business district noncommittally, "There are still two streets in front of you that are very lively, do you want to go over and have a look?" ”

"Thank you."

Xia Chuqi looked at his face and glanced at him gratefully.

"She said she lived in Qianjinfang."

A Yi walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Baoyin ......"

Stunned, she didn't move for a long time, only muttered.

knew what Bao Yin said, but it was too far away, she didn't see it too clearly, and she couldn't help but be disappointed, and hated her deafness more and more.

"I live in Qianjinfang."

"Uh", Xia Chuqi didn't know which one was "Amu Gulang", and was about to catch up and ask again, but the woman seemed to be frightened by something, and squeezed faster and faster in the crowd, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi stretched out his little head and tilted it, "You don't have Amu Gulang...... Pretty. ”

Xia Chuqi was overjoyed and ran a few steps forward, "Why don't you want to ignore me?" ”

Moreover, her Chinese dialect is clearly smoother than Mongolian dialect?

Xiao glutinous rice dumplings actually know Chinese?

"I'm not cold, I'm just ...... I don't want to pay attention to you. ”

No one expected that at this moment, the face of the little glutinous rice dumpling puff puff stretched out from the shoulders of the Mongolian woman. She gave Xia Chuqi a sweet smile, and then said in standard Chinese.

Xia Chuqi pinched the porcelain figure and froze in place.

The woman didn't understand her words, but she probably sensed her kindness and smiled at her. However, due to the language communication barrier and her wariness of strangers, she clearly had no intention of staying, nodded nervously, and left with Baoyin in her arms.

"Eldest sister, I am a businessman from Nanyan, I see that your little girl is cute, I like it very much, anyway, I am idle in Ergu these days...... Can you tell us where you live? When I have time, come and play with you? ”

For no reason, Xia Chuqi was happy in his heart, and he stepped forward crookedly.

There is a little bit of arrogance, a little indifference, and a little alienation that no one can get close to. She didn't seem to want strangers' things, but glancing at her with disgust, she still hung the sachet on her little wrist, but she didn't say a word.

A small action, stunned Xia Chuqi.

Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi looked down at the sachet and raised his eyelids.

"For you, cold and cute little friend, I like you very much."

Xia Chuqi grinned, trying to recall the few words that she had learned from Rufeng, and quickly said "hello", but then, she didn't know how to say it, and after a long time, she saw that the woman didn't understand, and hurriedly took out a sachet from her arms and stuffed it into the hand of the little glutinous rice dumpling.

The woman looked back alertly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Big sister!"

Xia Chuqi's heart tightened, and she couldn't tell why, she had such a strong feeling, which made her want to know this child very much, and wanted to hug her, but she was a little emotional when she thought about it, so she chased after her regardless of it, and dragged the woman's hand.

"Hey—"

Xia Chuqi smiled gently, trying to get closer to each other, but the Mongolian woman seemed to be impatient, stared at her, and turned around with the curious little glutinous rice dumplings in her arms.

"I didn't know each other before, hey, don't we know each other now?"

She spoke Mongolian, and Xia Chuqi spoke Chinese, unable to communicate at all.

"I don't know you."

The Mongol woman stared at her, and it was obvious that she didn't understand.

Xia Chuqi hated that she didn't know "foreign languages", and she could only see her panic by her expression. In order not to make people wary, she cleared her throat, made her expression look friendly, and said in Chinese again: "Hey, I'm Chu Qi, are you the mother of this little girl?" ”

"You are ——?"

Xiao Nuomi Tuanzi ignored her, her little brows frowned slightly, and she looked extremely cold. Instead, the Mongolian woman hugged the child tightly and asked her in Mongolian.

She didn't know how to greet children, and a "hi" was awkward.

"Kids—hey—"

Unable to help but walk over.

However, looking at the appearance of the Mongolian woman, her complexion is a little rougher, no matter how you look at it, she shouldn't give birth to such a beautiful child, right?

She couldn't understand a word about the little glutinous rice dumplings and the Mongolian woman, but she was attracted by the child's appearance. She has lived for two lifetimes, and she has never seen such a good-looking little girl, her exquisite facial features, like jade, are like jade, and she is alive and well off a little fairy who fell from the sky, completely hooking her soul.

Xia Chuqi stood in the middle of the crowd, holding a porcelain figure in his hand, petrified.

It can be seen that she is young and can't say too long sentences, but in her big watery eyes, she is very sensible. Especially the pouting mouth, one by one, red and beautiful, like a tempting jelly, people can't wait to go up and take a sip.

She said in a milky voice, "Amu Gulang, let Baoyin ...... Play. ”

The pigtails on the head of the little glutinous rice dumplings swayed, without the slightest fear.

"Don't run around, my little ancestor, you're scared to death for me."

The little glutinous rice dumplings were still being worn inside, and the Mongolian woman was so frightened that she finally grabbed her body and held her in her arms, so frightened that her heart was pounding.

"Bao Yin—"

Everywhere the breeze passed, in the bustling crowd, a Mongolian woman was sweating after a small glutinous rice dumpling crowded in the middle. The little glutinous rice dumpling was dressed in the clothes of a pink Mongolian child, about two years old, small and small, but the body was flexible, circling among the adults, letting the woman shout, but ignoring half a minute.

"Bao Yin—"

Walking in the business district, she looked east and west, pinched porcelain, touched cotton cloth, poked tea leaves, like a little girl who did not know the world, under the sun, her skin was like ice and snow, and her color was like spring water, but she was so excited that she looked very naïve.

Xia Chuqi sighed a little, and didn't understand why Zhao Yu fell in love with a stupid wood like Jia Yi when she was born, and she had lived with him for so long, she hadn't been angry to death, it was really a long eye.

"No."

"What do you mean?"

"Hmm."

"Boss A, what's going on?"

Behind her, followed by the ghost-like Jiayi.

At the request of Master Zhao, she put on a windproof cloak and a mask-style black felt hat, half-covering her face, and walked around the business district in a graceful manner.

Merchants from all over the world, displaying their goods, speaking in different accents, or shouting, or talking loudly, or bartering, a little primitive, and a little advanced, this is a kind of commercial atmosphere that Xia Chuqi has never seen, and she is very interested.

The appearance of the business district is a bit like a trade fair in later generations.

Thanks to the blessing of His Royal Highness King Ning, their caravan from Nanyan was well settled. Like Beidi, Uliang Khan followed the official system of the previous dynasty, and the caravan was met by a Daru Huachi named Temur, who made a special trip to meet His Royal Highness King Ning, and placed the caravan with him in the business district closest to the official office.

This is an ancient city near the river, in addition to a piece of felt tents temporarily erected to house caravans from all over the world, there are also Han-style buildings built in the early years, rammed earthen walls, piles of houses, and the official office of the Uliang Khan, it seems that Ergu should be a larger city in this place, otherwise, it will not be used to hold the "Luban Festival".

The Luban Festival has not yet begun, but Ergu is already lively.

On this day, there are two full days left before Ergu's "Luban Festival".

From Gacha village to Ergu, it is really a bit far. Even with an old man like Hairigu leading the way, they all walked shortcuts, and they only arrived three days later.

Xia Chuqi rode on horseback and hummed a little song leisurely.

It's a wonderful season and a wonderful place.

The sky is high, the wind is beautiful, and the breeze is warm.

~

“……”

"Sleep with the master."

"Master is so wise and martial, what is that girl doing?"

Xia Chuqi sighed.

"With the master here, the girl doesn't need to think about it."

The corners of Zhao Ru's lips curled, stroking his beard.

"Ahh Xia Chuqi was stunned and said puzzledly: "What is his intention?" Let the wolves attack, don't let us visit the emperor's mausoleum, make an appointment with us Ergu to meet, and make a group of homeless people, I really can't understand him. ”

"The third son's gift, don't be too much."

Looking at her like a neuropath, Zhao Zhu's dark eyes flashed slightly.

It seems that she is still too kind and simple! Xia Chuqi praised himself, squinted a pair of cat eyes slightly, and smiled at Zhao Shijiu flatteringly, "Master, tell me, what kind of encounters will there be?" Is it a man or a woman? Do you use me to play, or do you go into battle yourself, master? ”

So it's not that simple to say that the bandits are coming?

"Hmm. Affair! He nodded affirmatively.

"Sexual encounter?" Xia Chuqi's mouth became "O" shaped.

"Don't worry, there will be sexual encounters in Ergu."

Looking up at the sunny sky, the corners of Xia Chuqi's lips were filled with a relaxed smile. Zhao Zhu's face was calm, he raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at her, and suddenly said something inexplicably.

"Cunning and cunning."

"What?" Zhao Jun looked at her arrogantly.

"Master, it's really yours." She sighed from the bottom of her heart.

She only thought about helping their stomachs, but she never thought that it was better to give people fish than to give them fish. Even if you do a good deed, you get benefits, it's like killing two birds with one stone.

Xia Chuqi admired Zhao Nineteen a little.

Before leaving, the bearded man took a handwritten letter from Zhao Zun. The letter was addressed to Bingyi of Tai'anwei, these bandits are ferocious, warlike, and know how to be grateful, if they are allowed to continue to wander on the grassland, it is better to take them for their own use.

Then, their backs carrying grain disappeared into the vast grassland.

Then, one by one, he half-bowed and stroked his heart with one hand, and gestured to Zhao Zhu.

After a dozen bags of grain arrived, they stopped.

To her surprise, they only took a dozen bags of grain.

At first, they were still worried and wary. But seeing that the caravan did not move, they were finally relieved, whistled, and called their accomplices to come and carry the grain. The action was so fast, Xia Chuqi's eyes widened.

The bearded man hesitated, and discussed a few words with a few men around him, and a few sturdy sons and daughters slowly walked over. When they saw the grain and grass in the sacks, their eyes lit up, and they finally didn't care about it anymore, and dragged their pockets away like crazy.

Because they were disguised as caravans, in order to facilitate their actions on the road, when they came out of Tai'anwei, they brought enough grain and grass. The grain and grass piled up on the wagons like hills, so tempting that the bandits swallowed their saliva.

The bearded man was silent, and his eyes were much darker. Zhao Jun sneered again, "If I want your life, you won't get anything." With that, he turned back and pointed to the open sack of nails, "Go and get it, it's all yours." ”

Zhao Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Look at me, can you deceive?" ”

In the group of bandits, a bearded man who looked like a leader grunted.

"You didn't lie to us?"

Zhao Zhu's face was slightly cold, he did not answer the old man, but reined in the horse rope, walked a few steps forward, and said to them in Mongolian words, "You can rest assured to come and get food, we will not do anything with you." When you're full, I'll introduce you to a place where you can stay. ”

Hai Rigu didn't dare to step forward, and across a sloping slope, he shouted several times in a row, but he didn't get a response. Clearing his throat, the old man glanced back at Zhao Zhu scoundrelly, and said embarrassedly: "Distinguished guest, look ......"

They don't believe that there is such a good thing in the world.

Every time they get food, they need to fight and fight for their lives.

But when he had finished shouting, the bandits did not move, and even their hands on their sabers tightened, and their eyes showed a kind of nervous tension.

Hairigu acted as a temporary interpreter, shouting at the bandits.

"Put away your sabers and send a few men to fetch food!"

The person who was influenced by that woman, how could there be more than one king of Jin?

A strode to the carriage behind him, and his heart was suddenly stunned.

The woman who always influenced his behavior.

A Yi knew his temperament, and if it was a normal day, it would be absolutely impossible to compromise like this. Even if the other party is more numerous than them, in the final analysis, it is just a group of displaced people, hungry, stiff, and in terms of force, they are not their opponents in the "Ten Heavenly Dry" at all. But His Royal Highness the King of Jin compromised, there was no need to guess, and there was only one reason - for that woman.

"Yes."

Zhao Tuo ignored him, tightened the reins, and turned his head to look at Jia Yiyi.

Hai Rigu was taken aback, his old face changed color, "Distinguished guest ......"

"Give them some food, grass and supplies."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhu was silent for a while, but sighed.

"Distinguished guests, be careful, these people have been wandering in the Yinshan area, and they have also been to Gacha Village before, but they are afraid of the wolves of the third prince, and they have not made any moves, probably because they know that the wolves are gone today, and they want to go to Gacha Village...... Now that I meet here and see the caravan, I refuse to give up, and I probably have to fight. ”

During the confrontation, Hai Rigu came over.

The bandits surrounded them and did not move.

Zhao Jun looked at her long hair that was blown by the wind, and was silent for a moment, before he said in a low voice, "I promise you." ”

With a high butcher's knife hanging over his head, Zhao Mianze's momentum of cutting the domain is spreading from Yingtianfu to various domains, and it will soon be the turn of Beiping Mansion. Moreover, Zhao Zhu and her body are burdened with heavy self-debt, how can they retreat easily?

Besides, the times are cruel, how can it be possible for them to enjoy the mountains and rivers?

"If you can save some people, it will be more meaningful than traveling in the mountains and rivers."

"Don't want to travel the mountains and rivers anymore?" He asked lightly.

Sighing slightly, looking at Zhao Zhu's indifferent high nose and deep eyes, she said suddenly, "Zhao Shijiu, you must get that country, and you must let everyone in the world live a good life." and clothe, and bread, and bread. ”

Almost suddenly, she remembered the prosperity and peace of the afterlife.

Eating enough and dressing warmly are just the lowest survival requirements of the common people.

She knew that she had some women's kindness, and she also knew that Zhao Zhu was very right, but looking at those people with loose hair, looking at those children, thinking of the troubled times when human life was like a mustard, her heart ached.

Xia Chuqi was suffocated.

"There are many hungry people in this world." Zhao Zhu looked at her, his dark eyes were cold, "But we can't help it." At least, we can't help it now. The human heart is insufficient, and if one is given, it will come. When the time comes, what to do? ”

"They're just hungry." Xia Chuqi added.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhu categorically refused.

"Nope."

She saw that there were children in the crowd of bandits, and her heart softened. They are still so young, some are less than ten years old, their clothes are thin, they have a pair of ignorant eyes, and they are trembling beside their parents, in the cold wind of the Mobei grassland, like seedlings that need shelter, as if they are in danger of being broken at any time.

"Zhao Nineteen, why don't you give them some grain and grass?"

Xia Chuqi approached Zhao Zhu's side and shook off the water stains on his hands.

In the end, it's nothing more than to fill your stomach and extend your life. But as far as human nature is concerned, robbing the weak is not robbing the strong. It was somewhat unexpected that they dared to openly plunder such a large caravan.

Mobei is bitterly cold, and the conditions are much worse than those in Guannai. The harsh environment, the frequency of wars, and the pressure of survival have led to their ferocity, especially in such a zone, in the triangular gap, the court has no supervision, there is a lack of goods, some nomadic people who are constantly moving, there are no cities, there are no fixed villages, and when they are hungry, they have the same primitive nature as the steppe wolf - plundering.

It doesn't need to be explained, it can be seen - they are hungry.

Not far from the front of the caravan, there was a group of ragged Mongolian people, they were men and women, old and young, and even children of a few years old, some were wearing shoes, some were bare-shoeed, all of them were sallow, obviously malnourished, and there was not a single neat person in the whole crowd, but those sturdy men all held sabers in their hands, and when they looked at the caravan, every pair of eyes carried a hungry desire.

The caravan was slightly trimmed, and Xia Chuqi wiped his sweat, drank a large sip of water from the sheepskin bag, and went to the river to wash his hands. When she returned to the caravan on the green grass, she found that things were not good.

After walking for more than half an hour, the sun rose on the grassland.

In the morning glow of the grassland, the picture looks leisurely.

Xia Chuqi rode on a horse and listened with great interest. By her side, Zhao Shijiu was arrogant and didn't say a word, and then behind, His Royal Highness King Ning sat in the carriage with a black face, helplessly becoming a "high-risk patient". At the end of the caravan, the guards who were traveling together chatted with the guys from Gacha Village.

A group of people walked upstream along the river, and the ancient people of Hairi introduced the customs of the Yinshan area while walking, and introduced the survival experience of a Jiazi where he lived.

In other words, there were no roads on the grassland in the first place.

The meandering river winds and turns, and the side paths don't look like normal roads.

On the grassland in spring, it is like a green carpet.

A group of people left Gacha Village, and the world in front of them was even more open.

This feeling is like returning to a primitive society, where everyone follows a barbaric social order - the strong are respected. Xia Chuqi looked at all this, his heart was in turmoil, and he couldn't think about what Yinshan looked like two years ago.

Soon, a dozen or so sturdy young men from the village were assembled, and they were all going to set off with the caravan to Ergu for the grand Luban Festival, because there were women and children together, and these people were extremely cautious. Not for anything else, just because in this "Yinshan Triangle" area, bandits are rampant, ordinary people dare not go out without permission, no matter what they do, they are in groups.

After breakfast, the ancient people of Hairi sounded a kind of Mongolian bangzi.

"Bang, Bang, Bang!"

With a meaningful dry laugh, Xia Chu Qi only ate and did not answer.

"Huh!"

Hai Rigu's Chinese dialect is extremely smooth, but now it is obviously a little arrogant, and it took a long time before he sighed, "Don't hide it from the girl, those wolves were not raised by the people in our village, they were raised here by the third son, and they were watched by someone else, and they never harassed the villagers." Not only that, but with these wolves, the cattle in the village are rarely disturbed, and there are no bandits. I just don't know why, last night those wolves suddenly ran away...... Old man, I'm worried about how to explain to the third son, and I'll talk about it when I get to Ergu. I hope that the third prince will have a lot of people and not worry about the old man, otherwise, he will lose my old life, and he can't afford to pay it. ”

"No wonder I heard a pack of wolves howling last night and thought I was dreaming. Hehe, there really were wolves. But Uncle Hai Rigu, it's strange to have so many dogs, and it's even more rare to raise wolves, I don't know what to use? ”

Pretending to know just now, Xia Chuqi let out a long "oh" and was surprised.

"Little girl, that's not a dog, it's a wolf."

Hairi was slightly embarrassed and slightly embarrassed, and his thick beard shook slightly.

She glanced at Hai Rigu and said with a smile, "Uncle Hai Rigu, there are so many dogs in the east of your village, what are they used for, to help watch the cattle and sheep?" ”

When I was in Beiping Mansion on the seventh day of the first day of the summer, I ate lightly in the morning, and I felt a little uncomfortable when I looked at such a greasy meat breakfast. And, for some reason, the meat reminded her of the bloodthirsty wolves of last night.

While a few people were talking, the food and drinks were brought to the table.

The spirited Hairi ancients received the food they sent, and yesterday they had a small drink, and today's attitude is even kinder. Hearing that they were going to Ergu, he didn't stay, only said that the way was far away, and if there was no one to lead the way, he was afraid that it would be easy to detour and not catch up with Ergu's Luban Festival. So, he volunteered to be the guide, and also took their hitchhiker and went together.

The village of Gacha is bathed in a morning glow.

Behind, Zhao Zhu let out a long sigh, stroked his beard, and walked out with a wry smile helplessly.

"Little girl who doesn't grow up!"

Seeing that his face darkened, she laughed and ran out of the house.

"Dad, let's go!"

She smiled with satisfaction and grimaced at Zhao Bottle.

Father......? Well, it's cute.

At the age of twenty, she looks like a young girl. Standing upright, slender and delicate, standing beside the tall old man Zhao, his petite body looked weak. If you look at the age of today's men, if you say that the two are father and daughter, there is no sense of disobedience.

Realizing her emotions, Zhao Zhu was slightly stunned, slightly regretful, and was about to comfort, but Xia Chuqi had already adjusted, turned around, and she looked at the girl on her body from the basin-

The word "my daughter", he said it casually, but Xia Chuqi looked at the speech, his heart twitched inexplicably, he held his breath, and almost subconsciously remembered the pink ball lying in swaddling clothes with a small mouth open, the little nineteen who she only glanced at in a hurry.

Master Zhao looked at her face, and always felt that something was wrong, but his face was still calm, and with his usual graceful elegance, he slowly stroked his beard and said, "On this trip, if Ah Qi is dressed as my daughter, it is appropriate." ”

"Alright. Very handsome! Master Zhao's unique desert pride is here! ”

Xia Chuqi looked at him with satisfaction, covering his mouth and being happy.

Poor youth, just gone!

After hurriedly washing up, Xia Chuqi put his exclusive label as a "master" on Zhao Jiu's face as usual - a majestic fake beard. Just like this, Master Zhao, who was originally in his twenties, became an uncle who was about forty years old.

Zheng Erbao was waiting outside the tent, and when he saw that there was no movement inside, he hurriedly brought in the clean clothes that the two of them were going to wear today, with a deferential attitude, a small tone, and conscientiousness.

The two men looked at each other for a moment, and both smiled.

Zhao Jun looked at him, but smiled silently.

Knowing the meaning of his words, Xia Chuqi snorted, his face suddenly rose red, his hand hurriedly supported his chest, yawned and sat up, and laughed silently, "Girl, I never do loss-making business, the master has no points, how much work do you have to work on?" If you want to take advantage of me, no way! ”

"Ah Qi refuses to get up?" He raised his eyebrows and asked, seeing her nodding, he lowered his head again seriously, close to her slightly frowning nose, "Then do you want the master to come to wake up for a service?" ”

"Ahh She stretched again.

He smoothed her hair, pulled his arm from the back of her neck, and there was a faint hoarse voice in his lazy voice, "Let's get up, we will say goodbye to Hai Rigu in a while, we have to leave." ”

"The hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night, ah! Don't want to get up! ”

At the beginning of the summer, Qishu stretched out his hands and feet and stretched his waist.

"Awake?"

The half-delicate and half-angry voice, with the laziness of getting up in the morning, is the tone that men are most willing to listen to. Zhao Zhu had actually woken up a long time ago, and his eyes were focused on her smiling face.

"Sir—"

With her eyes half-open, she glanced at the man next to her.

Is it true that last night's wolf, the big bird that jumped over the trench?

The wind on the grassland "swished" and blew the felt bag of banners, but the seventh day of the summer fell asleep in the pure world and had a good night's sleep. She woke up in Zhao Zhu's arms, rubbed her head, and looked at the sunlight that came through the felt bag window cloth, and had a feeling of dreaming.