When Zhang Xiaowu walked over, he unexpectedly found that there were many big fish resting on the bank by the river that the sheep had stepped on, and he didn't know how the fish were driven here by the sheep. As the so-called lost harvest of mulberry elm, there is no mutton but fish.

After eating delicious grilled fish, the two spent two more days, and the weather began to heat up, and there were more mosquitoes.

The two seem to be more dependent on each other, Zhang Xiaowu feels that Yin Jiu'er is his spiritual pillar, and Yin Jiu'er feels that Zhang Xiaowu is her heaven. At night, Jiu'er hid in Zhang Xiaowu's arms like a cat, and woke up from a nightmare, as long as he saw his face, he could calm down.

Zhang Xiaowu has been a human being for two lifetimes, but for the first time, he feels at home.

Home is not a house, home is people, people who live together, people who love each other, they are either blood relatives or really together. The ground is made of bed and the sky is made of quilts, even if you are poor, as long as your family is together, you will have a home.

Zhang Xiaowu feels that he is a person who is relatively cold to feelings, and in his previous life, he had talked about several more realistic girlfriends, and they did not give him the feeling that they wanted to become his family, but to become his boss, domineering and domineering, and always felt that marrying him in the future would be a loss to his mother's family, and asked for hundreds of thousands of dowries to his mother's family. It's not that he can't afford the bride price, he just thinks that these women are in business, and they treat their marriage as a business, where is the feeling of family.

Jiu'er rolled over and slept on the other side, still drooling.

Zhang Xiaowu covered her with clothes, he decided to protect the little bride in front of him, he didn't invest much in his feelings, but once he put it in, he gave it all he had.

On this day, the two continued along the river, and at night they found a sheltered place to rest. This is a river embankment, perhaps the river often washes out a concave embankment, and since the river has not yet swelled, it is a great shelter from the wind. In the dark night, the two whispered a lot, and Zhang Xiaowu gradually learned more about life on the grassland and interesting stories about those border immigrants in Tucheng.

"When my fourth uncle married, the daughter of that family was from Shouzhou, and their custom was to marry in the morning, and our Jiangzhou was to marry in the afternoon, so the two families almost fought, they said that they would not come to marry at any time, and our family said that they would marry in the afternoon and actually blocked the door and did not let them in." Jiu'er smiled and said, "Fortunately, there is a lieutenant who can make peace, and my fourth uncle can marry a wife." How do you know that the rule in our Jiangzhou is to marry in the afternoon? ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Where do I know this rule, I woke up in the morning, and I was confused and was arranged by the military and my old brother, and I was busy until noon before I got ready, and if I didn't marry in the afternoon, I could only marry at night." ”

"So you think I'm an old girl who can't get married?" Jiu'er asked with big eyes blinking.

Zhang Xiaowu hooked her chin and smiled: "If you can't get married, it's God blind." ”

"Then you don't regret marrying me?"

"Naturally, I don't regret it."

Jiu'er threw her head into his arms and leaned against him tightly, as if she wanted to crush herself and put it on top of him.

The next morning, the sky was a little overcast, and dark clouds covered the entire grassland, and it seemed that the first spring rain was about to fall.

Zhang Xiaowu suddenly heard the sound of footsteps and suddenly woke up. The sound of the footsteps was not like that of a wild animal, but of the hooves of a war horse. The little bride Yin Jiu'er also woke up, her big watery eyes were full of horror, and when she saw Zhang Xiaowu calmly, she put her mind at ease, and said that as long as Lang Jun was by her side, she would not be afraid of anything.

Zhang Xiaowu listened carefully, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, he tightly held the short knife in his hand, which was his only weapon, and the other hand comforted Yin Jiu'er, which was also his only relative now.

Stampede Tread......

The sound of the horses' hooves soon faded away.

Zhang Xiaowu breathed a sigh of relief, waited for a while, he slowly got up and looked around, and suddenly a rope flew over, wrapped around his neck, and then several people pulled him over the river. Zhang Xiaowu struggled to be taken captive, and several men dressed as herdsmen stepped forward and pressed him to the ground and confiscated a large wooden stick in his hand.

He looked closely, and the people who had seized him were the Tatars, the local herdsmen.

Now the Tartar rebellion is divided into two parts, the south has always been submissive to the Holy Han, the north has converted to the Sadism and followed the Wuhuan, Zhang Xiaowu did not know whether the herdsmen who captured him were the southern herdsmen or the northern herdsmen, but he saw that the leader was a Wuhuan man, and he immediately knew that it was bad, this group of people was a northern herdsman, and he could not escape today.

The leading Wuhuan soldier sneered and said a word, and a Tartar stepped forward and knocked Zhang Xiaowu's hat over, revealing a bun that only Han people have. The other Tatars burst into laughter, Zhang Xiaowu, a Han man who pretended to be a Wuhuan man, was still exposed after all, the hairstyle of Wuhuan men was shaved at the top, that is to say, they were bald in the middle of their heads, and I don't know if it was because their ancestors had serious hair loss, in short, Wuhuan men had a shaved hairstyle as long as they were adults.

That night, Zhang Xiaowu also took advantage of the dark night to wear a hat to deceive Uzi and other departments, if the light was better, it is estimated that no one could deceive.

Another Tartar suddenly pointed to the riverbank and shouted, and the other Tartars suddenly let out strange sounds that only men understood. The Wuhuan soldiers shouted, and several Tartars stood aside respectfully. The Wuhuan man rode over, and the others followed him.

Zhang Xiaowu immediately understood that they were going to arrest Yin Jiu'er, and he was immediately anxious. He violently broke free of the rope and even dragged a Tartar man and shouted, "Pepper, run, run!" ”

The place where the two live is not hidden, Zhang Xiaowu was discovered, and Yin Jiu'er was naturally exposed. She knew she couldn't drag him down, so she got up and ran.

The Wuhuan man laughed, pointed his whip at Jiu'er's buttocks, and laughed lewdly, and several other Tartars immediately rode after him. Zhang Xiaowu shouted angrily: "Thief your mother, there is a kind of fight with me, there is a kind of fight with me, there is a kind of fight with me, thief your mother!" The Tartar who held him down laughed, and a Tartar who seemed to know some Chinese said, "Your wife, the Wuhuan official wants it, he wants it." ”

How could Yin Jiu'er escape if she was weak, she was forced to the river by the Tatars, turned around and saw Zhang Xiaowu being held down by several people, her heart was resolute, and she cried loudly while walking towards the Jialan River: "Zhang Xiaowu, I was born as a member of your Zhang family, and my death was a ghost of your Zhang family, you remember it for me, your wife is called Yin Jiu'er." After speaking, she plunged headlong into the turbulent Jialan River without hesitation, and was immediately swept into the water by the whirlpool in the river.

The Tatar and the Wuhuan man standing by the river were dumbfounded, they never expected that this Han woman was so strong and looked young, but she would rather jump into the river and commit suicide. You must know that when a general war comes, if you don't kill the red eye, women are trophies, and very few are killed. They just caught the woman, but they were just dedicated to the Wuhuan Lord behind him, the Wuhuan people may treat this Han girl as a female slave, and give birth to ten or eight children, and the identity of the woman will soon become noble.

"Ahh Jiu'er is his wife, the person he trusts and is closest to, and the spiritual sustenance he lives in this world, but she committed suicide by throwing herself into the river in order not to get rid of herself, in order not to be defiled by Inuyi, and in order not to make him shameless.

He was anxious and annoyed, his eyes were dark, and he fainted out of breath.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaowu finally woke up, his head seemed to have been chiseled out of a hole, and he was in a trance, only to find that he was tied up to death, and several Tartars were surrounding the Wuhuan man. Everyone was eating and talking, but the two sides did not understand the language, and the Wuhuan man was a little anxious and gave a big mouth to a Tartar. The beaten Tatar people are also big men, who originally had a very high status in the tribe, and this time they accompanied the Wuhuan officials to hunt, but they were actually beaten in front of many subordinates, and they were immediately angry, and got up to fight with the Wuhuan people.

The Wuhuan officials were used to flying and domineering, and often beat the people of the vassal countries when they were in the West, and no one dared to resist. The other Tatars were startled when they saw this, if they killed the Wuhuan officials, they were afraid that they would not be able to get well, so everyone rushed forward to persuade them, but some people wanted to pat the Wuhuan people's ass, and some people had long wanted to clean up the Wuhuan people, and the two sides were in a mess.