Jing Mu traveled all the way and rushed to northern Xinjiang overnight. Northern Xinjiang has always been known for its bitter cold.

Not only because of the cold climate, but also because of the frequent wars.

However, the sunset over the long river, the lonely smoke in the desert, the clear sky, and the boundless grassland are also scenery that is not found anywhere else.

Jing Mu got out of the car in front of a yard and trotted over: "Son, the yard has been cleaned up." ”

"Good work." Jing Mu asked as he entered, "How is Shao Ronghe?" ”

"Shao Gongzi is almost fine."

The courtyard is a three-in, three-out courtyard, which is not big, but it is more than enough for their line.

Bu Gu and Shao Rong came some days earlier than Jing Mu, probably because someone lived.

It looks very pyrotechnic.

The path is paved with stone slabs, and there are some grass and red plums planted on both sides.

Jing Mu did not go to the main courtyard, but went directly to the Luosong Pavilion where Shao Rong lived.

At that time, Shao Ronghe was playing a tune with leaves, and Jing Mu silently waited for him to finish blowing before he spoke: "The complexion is indeed much better." ”

Under the careful care of Bu Lonely, Shao Ronghe is no longer the yellow-faced and thin-skinned appearance he used to be.

Although there was still not much flesh on his face, at least his face was starting to flush.

"Jing Gongzi." Shao Rong and saluted.

In the days when he was taken care of by Bugu, Shao Ronghe asked Bugu early about the name of the person who took him out of the valley that day, and then sent him out of southern Xinjiang.

"I have been taken care of by Brother Shao before, I am a few years older than you, if you want, you can call me Second Brother." Jing Mu was very tired from the fatigue of the journey, Jing Mu found a seat and sat down, his eyes facing Shao Ronghe.

"Second Brother Jing." Shao Ronghe shouted.

"Is there anything you want to ask me?"

"I want to avenge my brother, can you help me?"

Although Shao Ronghe lived in the valley before and lived an isolated life, he was not stupid.

The family that ruined their family back then, and now killed his brother, but it has no impact, is naturally not something he can deal with alone.

"It's a hard road."

Jing Mu didn't say anything, you just need to grow up happily, everything has my kind of nonsense.

Instead, he clearly told Shao Ronghe that this road is difficult.

"I know." Shao Rong said with a resolute face: "I want to avenge my eldest brother and the clansmen!" ”

"Rongyou, the tune you just played is very good, what kind of tune is it?"

"Huh?" Shao Ronghe didn't quite understand why the topic suddenly turned to the tune he played: "Requiem." ”

"It's used to control birds and animals."

"Sounds very reassuring, can it control people?"

"I heard that if you practice to the extreme, you may be able to do it."

"And where are you now?"

"Not yet proficient."

"Then take revenge in advance, you are the only one in your family at the moment, and the heavy responsibility of your family's peerless inheritance is only tied to you, you can learn these things first." Jing Mu said with a final word.

"I ......" Shao Ronghe looked aggrieved.

"If you don't have a strong ability, only a passion, then revenge can only be empty talk." Jing Mu said lightly.

After a pause: "You can take revenge, but since your brother entrusted you to me, I can't watch you die." ”

"Yes." Shao Rong answered honestly.

He is there to take revenge, not to die.

For Jing Mu, everything in Beijiang City is new.

If you want to integrate into the northern Xinjiang city as soon as possible, you need to start with the folk customs of northern Xinjiang.

And if you want to understand the folk customs of northern Xinjiang, the teahouse will be a good place.

The northern border passes are bitterly cold, and the winter will be very long. In winter, most people have nothing to do.

If you are in a rural village, it is better to weave straw sandals, roast a fire, and go to the mountains to find some wild game that can only be enjoyed in winter, which are all very good pastimes.

But not in the city, charcoal alone is not used by every household, and in winter, there are fewer people selling arts and setting up stalls on the streets.

The teahouse became a great place for recreation.

A pot of tea itself doesn't cost much, even if you order a plate of dim sum and a plate of salted peanuts, it doesn't cost a few dollars.

And these three things can be enough to entertain you in the afternoon.

It is a small cost, but it is a favorite pastime for many people, and it is suitable for all ages.

Jing Mu found a very famous teahouse in Northern Xinjiang City-Lanyue Building.

I heard that the tea here is not the best among all the teahouses in Beijiang City, but the stories told by the storyteller here are not found anywhere else.

It is not a story of wind and snow, there is no love between the children of the rivers and lakes, only the blood boiling of defending the family and the country and the thrilling of falling into danger again and again.

Of course, Jing Mu didn't come here to listen to the story.

He didn't have that leisure yet.

He's here to listen to gossip.

Where there are people, there is gossip, and these inconspicuous gossip that everyone may ignore may sometimes play a big role somewhere.

Of course, it takes luck.

He has no foundation in northern Xinjiang yet, and it will take some time for people to investigate.

And what he lacks most is time.

He can't afford to wait, and he can't afford to spend it!

At present, if you want to distinguish the situation in northern Xinjiang as quickly as possible, listening to gossip is undoubtedly a good way.

As for what to listen to? What to believe? Is it useful to listen? Is the faith right or wrong?

That's what he's capable of.

"Did you hear that? Cheng Junshi went to Beijiang City the day before yesterday. ”

"Naturally, I heard about such a big thing, and I saw it when Cheng Junshi came."

"Really? Bragging rights! ”

"What's there to brag about? When the military division entered the city, there was no deliberate clearing of people on the streets. ”

"Master Cheng, is that the hero of Northern Xinjiang City?"

"Yo, kid, that's good! I know quite a bit. ”

"Cheng Junshi is the backer of our northern Xinjiang city, some time ago there was a famine in Beidi, and many people in the border villages were robbed of their food for the winter."

"Right now, as soon as Cheng Junshi comes, he won't come. If he has the ability, he came to rob him, seeing that Cheng Junshi didn't beat him so that he couldn't find his way home! The more the tea guest spoke, the more excited he became, and he even stood on a chair with one leg and slapped the table.

"He didn't dare to come, he only dared to come and harass Cheng Junshi when he was away. If they really saw Cheng Junshi, they would run faster than rabbits. ”

There was a lot of laughter around, and some people chimed in: "What Brother Sima said is reasonable. ”

Cheng Junshi, the head of the Cheng family in southern Fujian, Cheng Ji, was appointed as the military division of the defenders of northern Xinjiang.

Therefore, most of the people in Beijiang City called him Cheng Junshi, not the head of the Cheng family.

It is all because of the Cheng family in southern Fujian since the beginning of the establishment of the Min Dynasty, whenever there is a war in northern Xinjiang, the head of the family will serve as the military division of the defenders in northern Xinjiang.

The Cheng family in southern Fujian is famous for its art of war and machine arithmetic, and Cheng Ji is a rare genius of the Cheng family in a century, and he is cultivated by the Cheng family with the most complete system.

In the war in northern Xinjiang, as long as he was there, he never lost.

In the eyes of the people of Northern Xinjiang, he is the god of Northern Xinjiang and the reliance of Northern Xinjiang City.

After hearing enough gossip, Jing Mu drank the tea that was not very delicious in one go, in line with the principle of not wasting it.

Left the teahouse.

He planned to go to the bookstore to buy some arguments for reference, and he had already read all the books to be tested in the scientific examination on the road and when he was in southern Xinjiang before.

But it's not just about books.

And vision.

For many years, he was trapped in the Yujia Pharmacy in southern Xinjiang and couldn't move.

In terms of vision, I am afraid that it is a big step behind ordinary people.

Because he has to do things for the Yu family, he knows everything about southern Xinjiang.

But for other things, all he knew was what he had seen in books.

""Chronicles of Northern Xinjiang Regional Customs"?"

Jing Mu just grabbed one side of the book, only to see another pair of hands on the other side, holding the other side of the book.

Jing Mu let go of his hand, looked up at him, and smiled gently: "Your Excellency also likes this book?" ”

The other party took a cursory look at it a few times, and said lightly: "Childe is the first time to come to Northern Xinjiang?" ”

"Yes."

"This regional chronicle is quite honest, if the son is free, it is better to take a good look at the mountains and rivers of the northern frontier."

"If you only rely on books to understand the world, sometimes you can't help but regret it."

"Thank you, sir, for reminding me." Jing Mu thanked.

"Oh, Master Cheng, why are you here? What kind of book do you want to read, the villain sends someone to send it to you, why bother you to make a trip? The shopkeeper said very flatteringly.

"It's better to find a book yourself, only you know best what you want to read."

"That's what you said."

"Are you the head of the Cheng family?" Jing Mu said with some surprise.

The head of the Cheng family, isn't that Cheng Yunmo's father?

"This is a rare title in northern Xinjiang." Cheng Ji smiled and said, "It seems that you are really new to Northern Xinjiang." ”

"Jing Mu sees the master of the process." Jing Mu politely saluted.

Cheng Yunmo once saved him, but instead of looking for a chance to return that life-saving grace.

His blood almost killed Cheng Yunmo.

Although he also sent Bu Lonely to help Cheng Yunmo, it was only a remedy, not a remark.

Cheng Yunmo's grievances with the Yu family are grievances with the Yu family, and they have nothing to do with him.

Now that I have met my benefactor's father, I naturally want to be polite.

Even if the other party doesn't know about it.

"You are Jing Mu? The second son of the Marquis of Dingbei. ”

Unexpectedly, the other party actually knew about him, Jing Mu was slightly stunned for a moment and said, "Yes." ”

"Surprised?" Cheng Ji raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Mu, who was slightly stunned.

"Yes, I didn't expect you to know about me."

"The emperor often mentions you to me, so remember." Cheng Ji explained, and asked again: "I came to Northern Xinjiang to prepare for this year's end?" ”

Participating in scientific expeditions is generally the end.

It is no secret that the ancestral home of the Dingbei Hou Mansion is in northern Xinjiang, and it is not a secret that Jing Mu raised his grandfather's house in southern Xinjiang.

Southern Xinjiang and Northern Xinjiang, this is far apart, and the northern Xinjiang is not peaceful at the moment, if there is really nothing to do, who will run to the northern Xinjiang?

"Yes, I'm going to give it a try this year." Jing Mu answered all questions.