In August, when the southern capital of the Great Song Dynasty was still verdant, the vast northern wasteland was already a withered yellow, and the first snow of winter swirled and fell into the grass, and the earth had already turned into a yellow and white world in a short time.

Wu He tightened the old sheepskin on his body with a leather rope, only in this way can he feel warmer, the first snow of this year was a full eleven days earlier than last year, his sheep autumn fat is not enough, he must try his best to make the sheep fat enough before the heavy snow covers all the grass, otherwise they will not survive this long winter.

The sheep seemed to know their condition as well, and they tried to graze without raising their heads, and the snow fell on the wool, and the whole sheep became larger......

Wu He looked around vigilantly, the first snow in the wasteland was also the most dangerous, all the beasts would become berserk, the sheep needed to eat grass, and the beasts needed to eat meat. If you encounter a pack of wolves foraging for food, it is the biggest disaster.

Luckily, it's a hilly area, and as far as the eye can see, there are only a few marmots watching around vigilantly, and they are also preparing for their winter. Seeing the marmot Wuhe on the lookout was relieved, which means that there are no harrier eagles in the sky and no wild wolves on the ground, which is a good sign.

This year's harvest of pearls was not good, but fortunately they barely paid the tax after hunting a falcon, and the people of the tribe wanted to spend this winter safely, so they counted on these sheep.

The tribe is not big, there are only thirty-one people, and there are fourteen women alone, counting the cubs who were just born this year, there are six children, this is the treasure of the tribe, it must not be damaged, but there are too many women, next year to the wedding market for a few good boys, and strive to be able to enter the Great Black Mountain next year to pick ginseng, this year there are not enough people to dare to enter the mountain, and the tribe can not get ginseng to live so hard, Hulik's tribe must have a good time this year, and it is a blessing of God to be able to pick old ginseng.

"Yo yo!" Wu He threw out a clod of earth and hit the big horn of the head sheep accurately. The head sheep immediately went down the hillside on the left, and wherever the head sheep went, the flock followed.

Wu He followed behind, looking at more than a hundred sheep, one by one. Very satisfied, today the only people who came out to herd sheep are themselves, and the rest of the people have gone to mow the grass, the grassland people live on the grass, the grass is not only the feed for the sheep, but also the tool for the tribe to keep warm, there is no grass and there are no grassland people, this sentence Wu He heard when he was very young.

A gust of wind whipped the snow particles on the grass stalks and hit his face with pain, forcing him to lower his head, and the felt hair would naturally block the damn snow.

The edge of the creek has frozen. Wu He smashed these thin ice with thick wooden sticks to make it easier for the sheep to drink, and while the sheep were drinking, he also lay down on the river and drank a belly of water, and he felt even colder under the cold river water. Trembling and began to drive these sheep, they had to go back to the tribe, and if they couldn't go back, there would be big trouble, the dark clouds in the sky were very low, like a lid overhead, and a trace of blue sky could be seen in the distance. Wu He doesn't expect any good weather here from today.

Luckily, he picked up a dead sheep, this sheep's neck was miserably split in half, it looked like it was hacked to death with a knife, Wu He didn't care how the sheep died, he only cared about having mutton to eat tonight. He picked up the dead sheep and threw it on his shoulder. With this sheep, he felt that the wind was not too cold.

When he carried three sheep on his shoulders, he finally felt that something was wrong, not because there were too many dead sheep, but because he saw Hulik. To be precise, it was Hulik's head, which was stuck in a wooden stake, and the blood had not yet dried up.

Wu He drove the sheep to a leeward place like crazy, and then climbed up the highest mound and lay on the ground to observe the surroundings, the Jurchens never waste food, and the only people who can do this kind of thing are the Khitans.

He saw a troop of cavalry heading south, and the snow was lightening to allow him to see who was far away. The Khitans, they are playing the game of "fighting the Jurchens" again.

The Khitan people went to the south, and their tribe was in the north, indicating that Hulik's tribe was dead, Wu He laughed out loud, the Khitan people would not want Hulik their food, there must be a lot of food in the settlement area behind the mountain, as soon as he thought of the food, Wu He's whole body became hot, and he quickly tied the dead sheep on the ground to his own sheep, and he must finish these things as quickly as possible, and wait a while, and the wolves on the grassland will come.

Wu He is like a hard-working bee running back and forth in the heavy snow, his own hundred and ten sheep are his own pack team, and the sheep of the Hulik tribe are more than those of his own tribe, so after he got the most sheep, he drove the sheep to the north, and the snow flakes fell on his face, he felt very happy, fortunately it began to snow, otherwise too many dead sheep would rot.

When he returned to his tribe, he ran wildly with all but a few children to Hulik's tribe, not daring to delay for any time, praying to the gods to make the snow fall harder, so that the smell of blood could be covered up, so that the wolves in the distance could smell the blood later, and he could get more food.

Wu He's judgment was not wrong at all, all the people in the Hulik tribe died, and the heads of adults, children and women were cut off and inserted on the stakes of the sheepfold, which was a requirement for playing Jurchen games, and Wu He had heard of it.

I have long envied the Lele car in the Hulik tribe, and now it finally belongs to himself, watching seven or eight bags of grain being moved to the Lele car, Wu He smiled very happily, the women are picking up the clothes on the corpse, which requires fast hands, and it will be difficult to pick it up if it freezes hard for a while, the mute in the tribe moved out of a room and shouted excitedly, several women ran over and happily touched the hanging pot, with this hanging pot, they don't have to leave the tribe, which is a symbol of wealth.

Wu He struggled to pull the Lele cart in front, which was supposed to be the work of the cow, but Wu He didn't find the cow, so he had to pull it himself, and the people in the tribe pushed it behind, the Hulik tribe was really rich, and their things could actually fill a Lele cart.

Wu He's tribe is different from Hulik's tribe, they live in a cave, the children heard Wu He's sound of hehe, came out of the cave to greet them, ran two steps and hurried back to the cave, the rotten sheepskin on the body really can't withstand the biting cold wind outside, or go back to the cave and wait.

A bonfire was lit in the cave, and the skinned dead sheep were thrown into the hanging pot in large chunks, and the hanging pot was so large that two sheep were put in it before the pot was filled.

The men stood by the pot, talking about the hapless Hulik while waiting for the mutton to be cooked, and the women looked at the tumbling lamb in the hanging pot and put the bloody sheepskin on the child.

Wu He, who was full of food and drink, watched the woman and the child eating mutton frantically, patted his stomach and smiled, he actually wanted to eat it......

It's a good life I've ever dreamed of......

Wu He, who was smiling, looked at the petroglyphs on the top of the cave, the light and darkness of the fire shone on the top of the cave, and those petroglyphs seemed to come to life, and he suddenly remembered a question, what if the next tribe that was "beaten Jurchen" by the Khitans was his own tribe?

Wu He was eating mutton with his tribe, and Yun Zheng was also eating mutton with his whole family.

Today's meal is mutton pot, this thing is most in line with Lu Qingqing's appetite, before Yun Zheng made the pork delicious, Lu Qingqing's favorite meat is actually mutton.

Yun Zheng sighed after taking a bite, without red oil, he really couldn't raise much interest in the weak mutton, the taste of dogwood was wrong, and the mustard made Yun Zheng hate it even more. Seeing that Lu Qingqing dipped in leek flower sauce and ate elegantly, in order not to spoil everyone's interest, Yun Zheng picked up a piece of mutton, soaked it in the soup pot indiscriminately, and threw it into his mouth.

Few men like hot pot, Yun Zheng took advantage of the fact that the radish in the pot had not been cooked, fished out a big bowl of mutton soup, tore open the cake and threw it in, Xili snorted and ate a big bowl of steamed buns and wiped his mouth before leaving.

"Husband, you can eat some more." Lu Qingqing scooped up some mutton from Yun Zheng's small bowl and motioned for him to eat more.

Yun Zheng couldn't bear to spoil Lu Qingqing's kindness, and almost ate a small bowl of mutton with swallowing, and left the table, planning to read the letter sent by Di Qing.

Since talking with Di Qing in Guangnan overnight, the contact between the two has never been broken, now the war in Dali has subsided, the copper mine has been found, Di Qing's errand is about to end, the letter said that he has begun to class, but the army does not return to Kaifeng, out of Shuzhong, they will return to their original army, and the military marquis and above officers come to Tokyo to participate in the celebration, so they will come back quickly with a light car.

Yun Zheng understands very well why Di Qing is light and simple, originally he should have brought back a lot of money back, it is estimated that he has been distributed to the army participating in the war, even if it is intercepted a little, it is also to replace the equipment of the border army, and now Di Qing has clearly realized the importance of equipment to the army, the body of the Great Song Dynasty is not as good as the barbarians, and the equipment advantage is almost his last advantage.

Yun Zheng shook his head and closed the letterhead, and said to himself: "This old man still can't be an official, do you think the emperor and civil officials will be satisfied with the Jiaozhi treasury?" Privately divide and seize, and wait for the impeachment of the imperial historian! ”

Ge Qiuyan took a thin blanket and put it on Yun Zheng's knee and said, "Autumn is heavy, you pay more attention, hello, our family will be good." ”

Yun Zheng took the letterhead and pointed to the left side of his house and said, "Do you think Di Qing will be scared to death this time?" I always feel that this old man is very sad at this level, you say I want to help him or not, and privately divide the seizure, this is a big crime! ”

Ge Qiuyan's eyes widened and said, "Di Gong is a hero!" ”

Yun Zheng said with a smile: "The favorite thing of the Great Song Dynasty is to force the heroes to death. ”

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Chapter II